A deafening explosion sounded. The enemy's three-wheel motorcycle speeding in front ran over the mines laid by the guerrilla brothers, and was immediately blown away in the sky.
"Creak -" the harsh brake sound sounded, and when they saw the explosion flames in front, the drivers of the Japanese convoy behind them braked suddenly.
Ichiro Kuroda was eager to encircle the guerrillas outside Yuzhuang, so the speed of the convoy was very fast.
Now there was such a sudden sudden braking, several cars had no time to react and collided with each other. There were constant clanging sounds and flames flying everywhere.
The puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers riding inside were shaking violently, falling to pieces, and cursing again and again.
Before they could jump out of the car, several more Japanese vehicles that entered the ambush circle were overturned in the flames of the explosion and fell into the ditch beside the road. For a while, thick smoke billowed and miserable screams continued.
"beat!"
Seeing the Japs stunned by the buried mines, Yang Ling decisively gave the order to shoot.
"Da da da - da da da -"
All of a sudden, rifles, light and heavy machine guns started shooting at the Japs from both sides of the road, and the intertwined rain of bullets immediately knocked down a large area of the Japs and puppet troops.
"Baga! Shoot!"
The Japanese officers and sergeants were calm in the face of danger. Although bullets were flying everywhere, they relied on corpses and cars for a long time to resist and return fire.
"Puff!"
The whistling bullets kept shrouding the Japanese, a cloud of blood mist filled the air, and the car was hit with a loud clang and sparks flying everywhere.
Faced with attacks from both sides of the highway, many puppet troops subconsciously resorted to hiding in shallow pits and grass to fight back.
However, there were also many landmines laid in these places. Many puppet soldiers stepped on them and were blown up into the sky. For a time, bullets were flying on the road, thick smoke was billowing, and the battle became fierce in an instant.
The Japanese were well-trained after all. The puppet soldiers were shouting and running around in a hurry, and then they were knocked down by bullets.
However, after the Japs stabilized their position, under the cover of machine guns, they started to counterattack towards the ambush position on the east side. More than a hundred disgraced Japs soldiers rushed up with their bayonets drawn, screaming and screaming.
"Puff puff--"
A series of machine gun bullets hit the upper edge of the trench, causing the soil to fly everywhere, and the brothers had to lower their heads to avoid it.
When they raised their heads, the little Japanese who rushed towards them were within a hundred meters. Seeing so many gleaming bayonets, many brothers began to feel weak.
"Grenade, cover, machine gun suppression fire!" Yang Ling gave the order calmly.
Last time they captured a lot of Japs' grenades. Although there were a little less thermal grenades, they still had heavy firepower.
The grenade platoon in the battalion moved quickly, and grenades whizzed past the brothers' heads one after another and hit the front of the position.
In fact, the grenadiers of the guerrillas are not as good as the Japs, but now at such a close range and with covering fire, although many of them hit far away and some hit close, some of them still fell into the group of Japs.
inner.
The grenade exploded with a loud bang, and the explosive fragments the size of fingernails were fiercely embedded in the body of the Japanese in the sweeping air waves, and they suddenly rushed forward and exploded into a circle of vacuum.
But this did not frighten the little devils. They were just stunned for a moment, and then rushed forward with bared teeth.
I have to say that these Japanese soldiers with stern and stern faces have a very tenacious will to fight, but no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing more than flesh and blood.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The heavy machine gun also turned its muzzle, and the metal bullets were like sharp knives cutting into the charging group of Japs, causing blood and flesh to fly wherever the ballistic path plowed.
More than a hundred Japanese soldiers who rushed forward with bayonets drawn were beaten to pieces in an instant, leaving many dead and injured.
It was similar on the other side of the road. Two companies of puppet troops also launched a counterattack against the guerrilla officers and soldiers on the other side. However, their attack intensity was much smaller, and they fell down in almost two steps.
Taking advantage of the firepower of the guerrillas on both sides being attracted by the counterattacking troops, the disgraced Kuroda Ichiro commanded the Japs left on the road to quickly set up machine guns and mortars, and even the infantry cannons were unloaded from the vehicles.
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"Boom! Boom!"
Artillery shells exploded near the trenches on both sides of the road. Many guerrilla officers and soldiers who were shooting were immediately blown to pieces, and the position was shrouded in gunpowder smoke.
In just the blink of an eye, the light and heavy machine guns that were still fierce just now were blown over one after another. The firepower was suddenly weakened, and the suppressed Japs pounced upward one after another.
"Blow the horn and charge!"
Yang Ling knew that the guerrilla officers and soldiers lacked firepower advantage, so the only way to avoid being bombarded by artillery fire was to get close to them. After all, the Japanese couldn't bombard their own people.
The loud bugle sound suddenly sounded on the battlefield. Although the sound of gunfire continued, every brother heard it clearly.
"kill--"
Tremendous shouts of death roared from the throats of the brothers. They jumped out with bayonets in one hand and the trench in the other.
Countless strong bodies were like tigers descending the mountain and colliding with the oncoming Japanese.
When the Japanese saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers leaping out of the trenches with bayonets drawn, they immediately shouted excitedly. After all, they still had full confidence in their stabbing skills.
"Bang bang bang——"
But before these little devils could get over their joy, the brothers in the front row raised their guns and started shooting.
Shooting on the move is a training subject for the guerrillas. Now they were shooting while charging, and a row of bullets were swept towards them. The little devils who were only a few dozen meters away had no chance to hide, and they were hit one after another and fell to the ground.
The Japs Major Kuroda Ichiro behind was so angry that his teeth were itching, but their men blocked the firing range of the machine guns, and they could only watch helplessly as the guerrillas opened fire and beat their men down in a pool of blood.
The guerrilla brothers only fired one round, and then they collided with the impending Japs at high speed.
Bayonet against bayonet, roaring against shouting to kill, the butt of the gun hitting the helmet made a dull sound, the bayonet penetrated the chest and made a tearing sound. The moment the two sides came into contact, blood rained out.
A brave and skilled army not only has advantages in weapons and equipment, they also have an invincible aura.
And now, although the officers and soldiers of the Third Guerrilla Detachment are guerrilla troops, they are still fighting bloody battles, facing the Japanese without blinking an eye.
The Japanese jumped up aggressively, but the moment the two sides collided face to face, they knew they had met a strong opponent.
The blacksmith, the burly deputy battalion commander who rushed at the front, was holding a rolling saber and deflected the bayonet that was stabbing him. The blade turned and slashed across the Japs neck with a stream of blood.
Those in the front row were basically veterans of many battles. They all had fierce eyes. Under their leadership, the brothers immediately pushed back the charging Japs. The Japs were unable to stop this wolf-like tiger force.
Guerrilla officers and soldiers.
Ichiro Kuroda was very excited at first, and stabbing has always been their strong point, but his complexion soon changed, because the people they rushed towards were rolled back, and they were defeated step by step.
The Japanese soldiers were really unable to stop the numerous guerrilla officers and soldiers. Facing the fierce and fierce guerrilla officers and soldiers, they turned around and ran towards the road, trying to distance themselves and shoot with machine guns.
But the guerrilla officers and soldiers didn't give them a chance, so they attacked them with their backs pressed tightly, and grenades flew out one after another.
In the flames and smoke of the explosion, the Japanese were killed and injured in a mess. Facing the two sides strangled together, Kuroda Ichiro and others set up their machine guns and cannons, but they did not dare to fight because they would hit their own people.
Ichiro Kuroda and the others did not dare to fight, but the guerrillas did not care about the large number of artillery platoons. The grenade launchers and mortars moved forward one after another and bombarded the road vigorously, as if they would not stop until they fired all the shells.
The puppet troops on the other side were even more vulnerable. They were beaten to pieces with just one charge. Soon the remaining enemies on the road were attacked from both sides and fell to the ground wailing in the rain of bullets.