The crisp sound of rifles and machine gunshots resounded densely in Qinghe Town. The assault company led by Wu Changqing had already exchanged fire with the Japanese.
The Japanese soldiers reacted quickly. They relied on the circular barricades and machine gun nests to continuously pour bullets. The corpses of more than ten guerrilla brothers fell on the street, with a pool of blood underneath them.
"Battal Commander, the enemy's firepower is too strong, we can't attack!"
Company commander Hua Gou was chased by a string of bullets and threw himself behind a wall, panting and shouting to battalion commander Wu Changqing.
Wu Changqing and others rushed towards Qinghe Town lightly armed with only two Czech light machine guns. Now they were at a disadvantage against the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenade launchers.
"Hold still first and wait for the heavy weapons from the regiment to come up!" Wu Changqing shouted: "Put a machine gun on the roof on the left and occupy the commanding heights!"
"yes!"
A machine gunner who was fighting with the Japs responded, got up from the ground, and carrying the machine gun with a hot barrel, he knocked open the gate of the farmyard next to him, and broke in with a few brothers.
"Bang bang bang——"
Before the machine gunners here climbed onto the roof, a group of puppet soldiers wearing big-brimmed hats suddenly appeared on the street on the right, relying on the cover of debris on the street to attack the guerrillas on the back.
Several brothers behind him didn't pay attention and screamed and fell to the ground after being shot.
"There are two dogs behind you!" Some brothers reacted and turned their guns one after another to fight the puppet soldiers coming from behind.
"First row, push them down for me!" Wu Changqing's face turned livid when he saw these puppet soldiers coming from behind silently.
"First row, come up!" The leader of the first row waved his hand, and with the brothers in the first row, he turned around and attacked the puppet army.
The guerrilla brothers were strong, agile, brave and fearless, and they fought back against the wall.
"Puff!"
"ah"
.....
Bullets were flying wildly on the street, making clattering noises against debris and flying sawdust and soil.
The puppet soldiers hunched forward obscenely and were shot one by one by their brothers. Blood flew everywhere and screams continued.
Soon, the machine gun crew that climbed up to the roof also came over to provide support. A string of bullets swept over them condescendingly. The puppet soldiers who rushed forward dropped more than 20 corpses and were suppressed.
The brothers in a row took the opportunity to rush forward, their sharp bayonets gleaming, and with just one charge, the puppet soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the situation were wiped out.
The Japanese who were blocked in the camp also took the opportunity to rush out. They used grenade bombardment to clear the way. Under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, about a small group of Japanese hunched over and rushed out.
"Boom!"
Grenades continued to fall on the street, exploding into large craters with smoke rising. The bullets scattered smoke and dust on nearby walls, and the war fell into a stalemate.
Although Wu Changqing and his guerrilla brothers from an assault company took the opportunity to break into Qinghe Town, they were unable to attack the powerful Japanese for a while, so they could only waste their time.
Fortunately, just over ten minutes later, Yang Ling and the others led the main force of the guerrillas and arrived at Qinghe Town carrying heavy weapons.
Carrying heavy weapons and running all the way, the guerrilla brothers were soaked with sweat, but they did not dare to neglect when they heard the gunshots in Qinghe Town and rushed all the way.
Both light and heavy machine guns and mortars were set up and bombarded the Japanese camp. For a while, the Japanese camp was filled with smoke and thick smoke, and Japanese soldiers were constantly being blown to pieces.
"Infantry artillery, fire at me!"
Soon, the two captured Type 92 infantry guns were also transported, and they were set up on the street and fired at the Japanese camp.
"Boom!"
"Wow!"
A high-explosive bomb smashed through, blasting a huge hole in the wall of the Japanese camp. The crumbling wall collapsed in less than three seconds.
The wall collapsed and rolled up a large plume of smoke and dust, covering the surrounding Japanese soldiers. These Japanese soldiers hurriedly stood up to avoid being buried.
The guerrilla brothers took the opportunity to open fire and shot the Japanese who stood up one by one.
Under the bombardment of powerful firepower, the Japanese who clung to the camp became cooked meat in a hot pot, and soon suffered heavy casualties.
Japanese Captain Sakai Tatsuo's face was scratched by steel shrapnel and began to ooze blood. He still did not understand where so many guerrillas emerged from.
"Did the phone call go through?"
The smoke from the explosion made the Japanese captain choke and cough, and he broke into the house and loudly asked the signal soldiers.
"The phone line should have been blown up..." The Japanese communications soldier kept shaking the phone, his face full of despair.
"Report, the Chinese army has rushed in!" A disgraced Japanese sergeant rushed into the house in a panic to report.
Captain Kasai Sadao turned on the safety of the rifle in his hand with a livid face, turned around and walked out of the house: "Fight to the death!"
The Japanese sergeant and the communication soldier looked at each other and rushed out of the room with weapons in hand.
Under the attack of superior troops and firepower, the Japanese who stayed in Qinghe Town were quickly wiped out, and the puppet troops dispersed in droves. The streets were littered with discarded yellow dog skins.
"HuaGou, KeKe, you lead people to search for the remaining enemies!"
"yes!"
Soon, two companies of guerrilla brothers blocked all exits in Qinghe Town, and searched for remnants of the enemy from house to house as a search team.
The brothers recovered Qinghe Town in one go and were in high spirits at the moment, searching for the remnants of the enemy with great energy.
"Open the door, open the door!"
A search team of three officers and soldiers held rifles and knocked loudly on the wooden door of a brick house.
"If you don't open the door, we'll shoot!" Faced with the fact that the door didn't open for a long time, the brother who knocked on the door was already a little impatient.
"Boss, boss, what are you..." Soon a frightened old man opened the door from the inside.
"We are ordered to search for the remaining enemies!"
Before the three guerrilla brothers finished speaking, they pushed aside the old man blocking the door and broke into the house with guns.
"Boss, we have no enemies here..." The old man quickly chased after him.
"We won't know until we search -" The leading team leader waved his hand, and the other two officers and soldiers dispersed and went into the back room.
Soon, there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and the old man rushed into the house and saw an officer and soldier stuffing the ocean stored in the cabinet into his pocket.
"Boss, boss, you can't do it." Seeing that his money was taken away, the old man hurriedly went up to stop him.
A guerrilla officer pushed the old man away, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
"I killed the Japanese for you. If I ask you for a few dollars, I think I'm looking down on you. If you dare to be tired, you will be punished as a traitor!"
After the soldier finished speaking, he walked out of the house with Dayang in his arms, and the other two people also found valuable items and prepared to leave.
"No, boss, just leave me some money to survive."
The old man saw that all his valuable belongings were taken away. He was unwilling to give in and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.
While they were pulling in the yard, company commander Hua Gou and several of Lian Zhi's brothers passed by and saw them.
"What's going on?!" Hua Gou looked at the crying old man and asked coldly.
"Company Commander, it's okay, it's okay." One of the brothers said guiltily, not forgetting to glare at the entangled old man as a warning.
HuaGou is a veteran of many years of hard work, so he looked at them and warned them, "Did you take other people's things? If you return them now, I can forget the blame."
"How can we? We will never take anything from the folks..." The officers and soldiers of the three guerrilla groups looked at each other, prepared to deny it.
"Old man, what happened just now?" Hua Gou walked up to the old man and asked in a gentle tone.
From the corner of his eye, the old man stared at the three soldiers' vicious gazes and remained silent for a moment.
Huagou added: "I am their company commander. If you have anything to say, feel free to say it and I will make the decision for you."