Several companies of guerrilla brothers rushed into the streets of Huaiyin with lightning speed, charging and beating all the way along the streets, beating the puppet soldiers to pieces.
"Shoot, shoot!"
The Japs in the city reacted very quickly. When Wang Huzi and the others rushed forward less than two hundred meters, they ran into the Japs' barricade.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
Behind the heavy machine guns that were spitting flames were Japanese soldiers wearing cold steel helmets. Although they were attacked, they still looked calm.
One brother rushed too fast and could not keep his footing. He was about to collide with the Japanese's fierce bullets, but was dragged back behind the street wall by Wang Huzi, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
"Grenade, knock him out for me!"
The little Japs are no better than the puppet troops, both in terms of tactical literacy and fighting will. Wang Huzi does not dare to risk charging to scare them away. This is a real battle.
Heavy machine gun bullets swept along the wall, puffs of smoke and dust flew everywhere, and sawdust from broken windows flew everywhere. Brothers popped up sporadically to fight back, and the attack was blocked.
Two grenade fire support teams quickly followed up. Several grenades were thrown at them, and the Japanese barricade machine gun position was overturned, including the men and their guns.
"Charge!" Wang Huzi waved his hand, and the brothers rushed forward with howls, and soon the shrill wails of the little devils were heard.
After the guerrilla officers and soldiers entered the street, they moved forward along the alleyways. From time to time, they ran into the Japanese and puppet soldiers head-on, and then the dense bullets swept past each other.
Bullets were flying across the street, and shells exploded on the street from time to time. It was the Japanese who were trying to prevent the guerrilla officers and soldiers from attacking forward.
The dark streets were full of shouts of killing, and the explosions of fire illuminated the lanes in flickering light. From time to time, someone was shot and fell into a pool of blood.
Fighting in such a narrow alley, the grenade had no advantage. The two sides began to throw grenades at each other. From time to time, grenades exploded on the wall, causing rubble to fly.
The brothers of the special forces did not dare to rush forward any more. In such a chaotic battle, a bullet could easily kill them.
Although it is said that as a soldier, it is an honor to die in battle, but your death must be worthwhile. They also want to kill a few more Japanese.
"Go to the room!"
Special operations team leader Wei Qing saw the chaos ahead, with bullets flying and explosions booming. He slung his 38 rifle on his shoulder and climbed up to the roof next to the street with agility.
The rest of the special forces members also followed suit, and soon they climbed up to the roof, overlooking Huaiyin. In the large blocks of houses, fighting was going on everywhere, and explosions and gunfire were heard in succession.
However, judging from the gunshots and explosions, the guerrilla brothers are advancing in depth, constantly compressing the enemy's living space.
Wei Qing and the others stepped on the rubble on the roof and walked forward. They saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers in front being blocked by two Japanese machine guns.
Without saying a word, they loaded the gun with two bullets, pointed the gun at the Japanese machine gunner, and pulled the trigger.
From a distance of just over fifty meters, the condescending special operations team members could kill the Japanese with almost no need to aim.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the two Japanese machine guns misfired almost simultaneously. As soon as the Japanese deputy shooter touched the machine gun, bullets blew out their heads.
With the special forces officers and soldiers accurately firing at the Japanese on the roof, the guerrilla brothers who lost the fire suppression immediately pounced on them.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers armed with rifles fired just one shot before being knocked to the ground by the rushing guerrilla officers and soldiers.
While the guerrilla brothers were fighting fiercely with the Japanese and puppet troops on the streets, in a courtyard with the lights out, more than a hundred capable little Japanese had already assembled.
"Sir, an unknown number of Chinese troops have entered the city, and the garrison is retreating."
A Japanese sentry who was lying on the roof observing the situation outside observed the situation for a while and then reported to the dark and thin Japanese officer standing in the courtyard.
Major Makino Kanan was the supreme commander of this group of Japanese soldiers. They did not expect that just passing through Huaiyin, they would be attacked by a large-scale Japanese army.
"Chief Makino, do we need help?" Lieutenant Japanese standing nearby cast a questioning look at Kanan Makino.
"No, we have more important tasks." Makino Kanan's cold face showed no expression at all.
The Japanese lieutenant hesitated for a moment: "But there are our friendly forces here. If we don't help, they will definitely not be the opponents of the Chinese army..."
Makino Kanan gave the talkative lieutenant a hard look and said coldly: "They are ordinary Imperial people, and they sacrificed themselves in the battle to open up and expand the Empire's territory. That is their glory——"
"Hey Yi!" Lieutenant Japanese stood up and stopped talking.
Listening to the gunshots and explosions getting closer and closer, Makino Kanan suddenly turned his head and ordered: "Get out of the city immediately!"
Without any hesitation, more than a hundred elite Japanese soldiers climbed into the car one after another. They ignored the friendly troops who were still fighting and headed straight out of the city.
In the opinion of Major Makino Kanan, the Huaiyin defenders would definitely be destroyed when attacked by such a large-scale squadron.
And their Skeleton Special Forces are a force that shoulders an important mission. How can they die here without any explanation along with these ordinary brother soldiers?
The wheels turned very fast, and the Japanese car sped along the street, heading straight to the south gate. The bumpy streets made the car very bumpy.
"Puff-puff-bang-dang-"
After the car turned two streets, a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers emerged from the alley next to them. It was the sharp knife company carried by Wang Huzi. Without thinking, he opened fire to intercept them.
"Ignore them and rush over!"
Japanese Major Makino Kanan looked coldly at the guerrilla officers and soldiers blocking the way, his sinister eyes full of fierceness.
The Japanese soldier who was driving the car did not hesitate at all, he stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it. Several guerrilla officers and soldiers on the road were immediately knocked away and fell into the ditch next to them, letting out painful wails.
Several cars rushed past the obstruction of the guerrilla officers and soldiers and drove south along the street.
"Damn it, the little devils are going to run away, stop them!"
Seeing the Japanese car driving recklessly out of the city, Wang Huzi, who was leading the team, was not willing to do anything. His eyes turned red immediately, and he led the people to catch up with their buttocks.
At this moment, the curtain of the last Japanese car was lifted, and the ferocious muzzle of a Type 92 heavy machine gun was revealed. It aimed at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were chasing after them and pulled the trigger.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The distinctive dull sound of the heavy machine gun rang out, and the scarlet bullets with clearly visible trajectories penetrated into the pursuing guerrilla officers and soldiers, setting off clouds of scarlet blood mist.
Battalion Commander Wang Huzi, who was at the forefront, was stunned as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. Two bloody holes as big as fists appeared on his back.
"Damn it..."
Wang Huzi seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He staggered two steps, and his whole body collapsed. He wanted to curse, but what came out was blood foam.
"Battal Commander! Battalion Commander!"
Seeing that Wang Huzi was shot, Captain Dao Zi, the commander of the sharp knife company on his back, immediately turned red and shouted and ran over.
The rubble on the roof was stepped on loudly, and two special forces officers and soldiers also chased after it. When they saw the car that was about to turn the corner, they grabbed it and started fighting.
Gun flames flashed in the darkness, and bullets blew out the Japs machine gunner's head. The car turned sharply, and a Japs who was about to replace the machine gunner failed to stand still and was thrown away.
The guerrilla brothers had already rushed forward angrily with guns in hand. The Japs' car wanted to stop to save people, but in the face of the whizzing bullets, they had to give up on the fallen Japs and ran away with the accelerator.