Bullets like splashing water flew into the woods within a radius of less than a mile. The only thing the Japanese could rely on were the trees of different thicknesses, nothing more.
The bullets were embedded in the trunk of the tree, and the leaves that had been swept down by the machine gun were flying everywhere, and were soon torn to pieces by the whistling bullets.
The Japanese soldiers were fighting back, with machine guns and rifles howling, huddled in this small area as small as a bullet. They were in a desperate situation and could only resist desperately.
"Boom!"
The grenades captured by the guerrilla officers and soldiers also hid behind the bushes and began to bombard the Japanese.
Although these guerrilla grenadiers are not professional, they have just learned how to shoot grenades, and they are incomparable with the Japanese grenadiers who shoot wherever they point.
But now that the Japs are huddled in such a small area, they don't need to aim at all, they just need to bombard towards the woods.
The entire forest was shrouded in a hail of bullets, exploding grenades continued to explode, smoke was filling the air, explosive fragments were flying across the sky, and the entire forest was filled with smoke and wailing.
"Shoot, shoot!"
Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were constantly using obstacles to leap forward and approach, the Japanese officers kept shouting and trying to repel them.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers no longer rushed upward in a swarm like a mob. They leaped forward in groups of three, covering each other.
The skillful tactical movements and tacit cooperation made the Japanese squadron leader Kameda frightened. Is this still a vulnerable guerrilla in their eyes? I am afraid that even the Chinese regular army is not as agile as them.
The Japanese soldiers were shooting desperately, and the fire net formed by machine guns and rifles caused the guerrilla officers and soldiers to be shot and fell to the ground from time to time.
The fallen guerrilla officers and soldiers were quickly carried down for treatment, while the wounded Japanese soldiers had no choice but to die in their own fighting positions if they did not want to be carried to the back and commit suicide.
While the battle to encircle and annihilate the Japanese guard squadron was in full swing, the main force of the Japanese soldiers led by Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro had already arrived at the place where they parked their cars.
The team guarding the car encountered several guerrilla attacks and lost more than ten people. However, the car was saved and was not destroyed by the guerrillas.
In such bad weather, the gunshots of the battle could not be heard within a short distance. Kuroda Ichiro did not know that his rearguard squadron had been trapped in a tight siege, and he only wanted to return to Qinghe Town to aid.
After all, Kuroda Ichiro had full confidence in his subordinates, and the puppet army was useless. He still felt that there was no problem that Kameda, who served as the defender, could delay the guerrillas.
"Quick, get in the car!"
The Japanese soldiers, who were covered in mud and water, finally no longer had to walk. Under the urging of the officers, they climbed into cars one after another and prepared to return to Qinghe Town to aid.
The car started up with a roar, and the three-wheeled side with machine guns cleared the way, and quickly headed towards Qinghe Town.
But just after the car had driven less than a few miles away, there was a loud bang, and a three-wheeler in front was lifted into the sky in the flames of the explosion.
Bian Sanlun and the two Japs rolled several times in mid-air before falling headfirst into the grassland beside the road. The mailbox exploded, and there was another ball of fire, killing both people and the car.
It has to be crushed.
The explosion hit us head-on, shattering the glass of the car in front of us. The driver in front had a huge gash in his neck, and his head tilted to the side and he died immediately.
The car rolled over violently and hit the rocks in front. Under the horrified eyes of the Japanese soldiers, it rolled several times and reached the roadside.
The Japanese soldiers in a carriage were suddenly thrown into confusion, and many of them were pressed under the carriage and started wailing.
The driver of the car behind also braked hastily. The emergency braking caused the Japs sitting behind to lean forward and bump into each other. The Japs in the co-pilot, Major Kuroda Ichiro, even hit his head on the crossbar and his forehead was knocked out.
A bloody wound.
"Save people quickly! The third team is on alert!"
The Japanese soldiers were still hot in the car, so they grabbed their guns and jumped out of the car one after another, leaning on the car and squatting with their guns on guard.
There were also people who rushed to rescue the Japanese who had overturned their cars, and for a while there was chaos on the road.
Although it was just an improvised explosion on the roadside, it still caused a lot of casualties to the Japanese, and more importantly, it wasted a lot of time.
By the time they loaded the injured into the car, disposed of the scene and moved on, half an hour had passed.
The officers and soldiers of the second guerrilla battalion that attacked Qinghe Town learned that the main force of the Japanese had returned for reinforcements. While they sent people to carry the captured materials and ammunition, the main force came to meet the Japanese and ambush near a gun tower.
Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro rushed back to rescue them, but the bomb attacks from time to time on the road made them very annoyed. All five three-wheelers were wiped out before they reached Qinghe Town, and he turned pale with anger.
Seeing the turrets standing not far away, not far from Qinghe Town, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This attack was really embarrassing, which made him hate the guerrillas.
"Boost!"
Ichiro Kuroda didn't know the situation in Qinghe Town, so he could only urge the troops to speed up their march.
The wheels of the car turned very fast, and the mud was sucked up. It was uncomfortable for the Japanese soldiers to ride in the bumpy car.
They were already very close to Qinghe Town, so the Japanese soldiers relaxed their vigilance, but little did they know that the officers and soldiers of the Second Guerrilla Battalion had actually set up an ambush here.
"First hit the tires and machine gunners of the military vehicles, then aim the machine guns at their compartments, then come down and shoot them one by one!"
Guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing torn sacks and camouflaged branches and leaves were lying densely on both sides of the road, but the Japanese soldiers were unaware of it.
"beat!"
Seeing the Japanese soldiers' convoy entering the ambush circle, Wu Changqing, commander of the second battalion, took the lead and fired a shot. The bullet blew out the tire, which immediately deflated. The tire of the high-speed car was blown out, and immediately there was a car on the side of the car.
It overturned, and a whole truckload of Japs followed and were also unlucky.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The Japanese did not expect to be attacked so close to Qinghe Town, and were a little confused.
Although they were caught off guard, the Japs were not slow to react. The Japs infantrymen and puppet troops jumped down from the carriages at the back like dumplings, preparing to fight back.
But as soon as they landed, they were surrounded by an overwhelming barrage of bullets.
"Da da da--"
The dense bullets of the five light machine guns had long been modified, and the Japanese and puppet troops near the impact point were knocked down in pieces.
"Boom!"
Not to be outdone, the only mortar roared, firing five rounds at a rapid rate, and the whizzing shells flew towards the Japanese troop convoy.
The rumbling explosion was deafening, and the mud and the Japanese were thrown away together.
The Japanese soldiers rushed to the roadside and lay down to fight back, while the puppet soldiers were like ants on a hot pot, running around and shouting, making the scene chaotic.
"Yah! Baga yah road!"
Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro, whose forehead was still bleeding, was protected by guards and hid in a shallow pit. He screamed angrily in the face of the bullets that kept passing over his head.
"Fight back! Fight back!"
Under the command of the officers, the Japanese soldiers quickly took countermeasures. After stabilizing their position, they launched counterattacks against the guerrillas on both sides.
Although the second battalion of the guerrillas has four companies, but three companies are new recruits, it is still difficult to face so many Japanese and puppet troops.
During the raid, they could still inflict a lot of damage to the Japanese, but when the Japanese reacted, they were suppressed and would be shot in the head as soon as they raised their heads. This battle was impossible to fight.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Wu Changqing also knew that it would be difficult for them to defeat this group of Japs with their weak infantry battalion, which lacked heavy firepower, so he decisively ordered to withdraw from the battlefield. After all, he had made a profit this time, and if he continued to fight, he would probably end up in the gutter.