After the Japanese troops of one combat unit were taken away, there was only another combat unit and a dozen puppet troops left in the backyard of the Noda stronghold.
More than thirty Japanese and puppet troops were all lying on the dirt wall in the backyard, staring around, fearing that the Eighth Route Army would suddenly appear from somewhere and make a surprise attack on them.
This is what war is like, the more they fear something, the opponent will give them exactly what they want!
"Baga, there are enemies over there!" When an Eighth Route Army soldier walked toward the Japanese backyard, he accidentally exposed himself, which alerted the Japanese.
"Bang!" The devil did not hesitate to pull the trigger on his suspected target, and then heard a scream that was deliberately lowered but still vaguely heard and reached the devil's ears.
Zhang Yunshan, who personally led the team to raid the backyard of the stronghold, did not get angry because the soldiers exposed their target, because they were already very close to the backyard defended by the Japanese.
Despite the cover of night, more than twenty meters was the limit of what they could reach.
Even if this soldier is not discovered by the Japanese, others will expose the target.
Zhang Yunshan acted decisively. Without saying a word, he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger on the Japanese and puppet soldiers who were directly in front of him and exposed their bodies from behind the earthen wall.
The sound of gunfire was an order, and the six crooked handlebars and Czech-made machine guns equipped by the second and third platoons fired accordingly.
"Da da da..." As soon as the harsh sound of machine gun fire rang out, a dozen Japanese and puppet soldiers fell to the ground with screams on the earth wall more than 20 meters away.
"Machine gun cover, charge with me, fight in!" Shen Zhong's Japanese and puppet troops were suppressed and unable to take the lead in counterattack, so Zhang Yunshan was the first to rush out.
More than sixty riflemen chased each other and rushed towards the stronghold with rifles in hand.
During the charge, in addition to the six machine guns that continuously fired bullets at the Japanese to suppress them, more than a dozen white-smoking grenades were also thrown at the Japanese by the veterans holding the rifles.
"Boom, boom..." In the violent explosion, another seven or eight Japanese and puppet troops, who were already under-strength, were killed.
Under this situation, the Japanese and puppet troops had no strength to fight back. They could only watch helplessly as the Eighth Route Army blew open the earthen wall and rushed into the backyard.
"Baga, the Eighth Route Army is coming in, fix your bayonets and fight the Eighth Route Army!" the Japanese squad leader who stayed behind in the backyard ordered with a murderous look on his face.
Zhang Yunshan, who had just been scolded, had no idea about benevolence and righteousness. He was stupid enough to fight with them with bayonets, raised his Mauser pistol and shot at the Japanese.
"Bah bang bang... use bullets to greet them, quickly occupy the backyard, and protect the ammunition depot and material warehouse!"
"Papa papa!" Dozens of riflemen immediately pulled the triggers, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in shock and disbelief.
The reaction of a dozen puppet soldiers was even more frightening. With a look of fear on their faces, they threw away their guns and knelt on the ground, raising their hands to beg Zhang Yunshan for mercy.
The entire raid took less than half a minute from the sound of gunshots to the occupation of the backyard. It was so fast that the Japanese squadron leader hiding in the middle of the stronghold didn't even have time to react.
In the turret where the foundation had been built, the squadron leader was hiding behind the brick wall waiting for the shelling in the forecourt of the stronghold to end.
A Japanese combat unit was also hiding here, ready to reinforce the front yard at any time and repel the Eighth Route Army's attack. But at this moment, a burst of dense and chaotic gunfire suddenly sounded behind him. As a veteran with rich combat experience, he
I immediately heard that the Eighth Route Army attacking my backyard was equipped with at least five machine guns.
The Eighth Route Army with so many machine guns must be the main force. This was the squadron leader's subconscious judgment.
"Baga, the Eighth Route Army actually deployed a main force behind us. They have many machine guns, and the defenders in the backyard will definitely not be able to hold on for too long!" the squadron leader said to himself, and then he showed a hesitant expression on his face.
The front yard of the stronghold is in danger, and the back yard cannot hold out for long. And he only has about twenty imperial soldiers in his hands, so his troops are limited and he can only reinforce one place. In this case, whether to reinforce the front yard or the back yard first.
When the squadron leader looked confused and didn't know how to make a decision, the battle situation in the backyard of the stronghold developed unexpectedly fast, so fast that he didn't even have a chance to react.
Counting from the sound of gunshots, only a dozen seconds passed before a series of explosions rang out in the backyard, followed by the screams of the Eighth Route Army having entered the backyard.
Although no subordinate has reported it to him yet, it is groundless. Now that there is news, it proves that this matter is almost true.
The squadron leader's face turned pale, and then he said two words: "It's over!"
Before he finished speaking, the adjutant rushed over and reported: "Captain, the backyard is occupied by the Eighth Route Army, and dozens of Eighth Route Army are rushing towards us!"
"Stick on the spot and fight to the death with the Eighth Route Army!" Now that the defeat was determined, the squadron leader lost all his thoughts and directly ordered with a murderous look on his face.
More than 20 Japanese soldiers became fanatical in an instant and immediately rushed behind the stronghold of the gun tower, preparing to fight!
"Fire!" the squadron leader drew his command knife and shouted loudly.
The soldiers who did not expect that there were so many Japs hiding here were caught off guard and five or six of them were killed at once.
If Zhang Yunshan hadn't only sent out one platoon to reinforce the front yard, and dozens of soldiers were scattered, the Japanese army's combat effectiveness would have at least doubled the losses.
But even so, Zhang Yunshan was heartbroken, and then shouted loudly: "You underestimated the enemy, and you will definitely be scolded by the battalion commander when you go back!"
Because there was no way to contact Yang Xiong right away and ask for artillery support, Zhang Yunshan immediately thought of grenades, and then loudly ordered: "Machine gun, machine gun cover, riflemen touch them, greet them with grenades. There is only the foundation of the gun tower, and there is nothing good."
, give me peace of mind and be bold enough to explode!"
The stronghold is not a military camp, so it cannot be built too big. Therefore, the second row can easily throw grenades in the hidden place.
Six machine guns opened fire, and when about twenty Japanese soldiers were suppressed and unable to raise their heads, the second platoon immediately seized the opportunity and threw grenades at the base of the gun tower.
Dozens of grenades exploded, and even the Japanese who were made of iron could not withstand the explosion.
When the battle was over, the second platoon rushed into the gun tower area. Of the twenty or so Japanese, except for four or five whose bodies were still intact, all the rest were blown to pieces.
At this time, the first platoon's shelling of the front yard had ended. Coupled with the second platoon's sneak attack and cover from behind, they easily entered the stronghold.
Yang Xiong, who also served as deputy company commander, rushed to Zhang Yunshan's side and reported excitedly: "Battalion Commander, we won the battle. Only one person in the platoon was killed and three were injured!"
"Well done!" Zhang Yunshan replied with satisfaction.
"But now is not the time to relax. Please cooperate with the instructor to clean the battlefield immediately. We will leave in two hours at most and go to the next stronghold!"
Because Zhang Yunshan occupied the warehouse before the Japanese army blew up the supplies, the seizure was particularly generous. Not long after, the instructor Wang Liang came over with a smile and reported excitedly.
"Company Commander, not counting battlefield seizures, in the Japanese ammunition depot alone we found all the equipment of an infantry squad of the Japanese army, as well as a heavy machine gun and a mortar, which must be used by the Japanese to expand their army. As for ammunition, they are all
According to a strengthened squadron, there are twenty boxes of 40,000 rounds of rifle ammunition, fifty artillery shells, three boxes of 6,000 rounds of heavy machine gun bullets, and five to six hundred grenades!"
"There are also a lot of things in the material warehouse, such as flour, rice, pork, canned food, quilts, everything. It can be loaded into several large trucks. In addition, we also found ten mules and horses used by the Japanese to transport supplies, which can be used to transport supplies!"