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Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh lied to all of us

Major Fujino finally made up his mind. He frowned and ordered to the adjutant: "Tian Yuanjun, you take two infantry squads and the two garrison squads that were evacuated to the stronghold during the day. Reinforce the battlefield immediately. The speed must be fast. You need less one second.

If Zhong launches an attack, the imperial army may lose two lives!"

The two captains of the garrison team also knew that the battle in front of them was related to the life and death of everyone here. When faced with the order to send troops, they immediately rushed out of the room to assemble the troops without any thoughts of resistance.

"Captain, good news, the Japs are out again!" Wang Ping received the news as soon as more than a hundred Japanese troops broke out of the stronghold.

Then he asked with bright eyes: "How many Japanese are there?"

"Two teams of more than a hundred people also have no heavy machine guns or mortars!" the scout who rushed over immediately replied.

"God help me, tell Xiong Changhe to prepare for battle. He has the final say on how to kill these Japs! And Xiao Yunshan, end the battle quickly, and then launch an attack directly to the stronghold to guard against the Japs coming out.

!”

Major Fujino personally ran to the commanding heights of the stronghold, on top of the gun tower, holding up his binoculars and staring at the battlefield not far away with the sound of gunfire.

The two teams led by the adjutant himself were also under his attention.

Seeing the two teams getting closer and closer to the battlefield, Major Fujino became more and more nervous.

"Hurry up and shoot, why haven't you fired? Just go around behind the Eighth Route Army ambush troops and shoot!" Major Fujino, who was holding a telescope, shouted nervously. He was even more nervous than the adjutant who directly commanded the battle.

"Da da da..." Finally, the long-lost gunfire reached Major Fujino's ears.

However, Major Fujino's tense face not only did not relax at all, but became more and more serious, and the hands holding the telescope began to tremble unconsciously.

"How is it possible? How is it possible that the new regiment still has troops to ambush our reinforcements!"

More than a hundred imperial troops were fired wildly by a total of ten light and heavy machine guns, killing thirty or forty people in just three seconds.

Major Fujino, holding a telescope, witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes, helplessly watching his men being slaughtered but doing nothing.

At this time, a scene appeared that made Major Fujino even more desperate.

The Eighth Route Army troops hiding on both sides of the street kept throwing grenades into the street, one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the two sections of street surrounded by the Eighth Route Army were shrouded in thick smoke. Even though I held a telescope and stared at the battlefield from a high position, I could not clearly see the situation in the streets shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

But as a commander, he still has the basic ability to judge the battlefield.

His face suddenly turned pale, and then he shouted in despair: "It's over! All four teams are finished. This is simply the Eighth Route Army's plan to lure us out of the stronghold and defeat them one by one. All of us on Bageya Road were deceived by the Eighth Route Army!

"

After the scolding, Major Fujino regained his composure.

The whole person was like an angry lion, staring at the subordinates around him and cursing: "Why are you still standing there? Machine guns and mortars, we will counterattack immediately. We are here from a high position, and we will definitely be able to hit the Eighth Route Army ambush troops. The artillery will fire immediately, towards

Fire on the battlefield and kill them!"

"The Eighth Route Army won't let us live, and I won't let them live either!"

The Japanese reacted quickly. All the remaining light and heavy machine guns in the stronghold were moved to the top of the turret, and they fired at the ambush battlefield from a high position.

As soon as the gunfire rang out, a group of three mortar shells fell from the sky and smashed down.

"Boom, boom, boom..." In three violent explosions, seven or eight soldiers were blown away.

The leader of the group, Wang Ping, suddenly frowned.

The New Regiment was still counting on these veterans to continue to grow and develop, but now that a squad has suffered casualties all of a sudden, it is absolutely impossible not to feel heartbroken.

However, Wang Ping's reaction speed is also very fast.

"The artillery platoon immediately opened fire to counterattack, firing directly at the gun tower. I went there personally and tried to get one or two shells to hit the roof of the gun tower directly. It seemed that all the Japanese light and heavy machine guns were concentrated on the roof of the gun tower. With a sudden burst of machine gun fire, I tried to knock them down.

One pot is ready!”

Before leaving, he did not forget to add: "Tell Xiao Yunshan and Xiong Changhe not to save ammunition for me, end the battle as soon as possible, then surround the Japanese stronghold and kill them with cold guns and cannons."

"There are not many of them left. Even if we kill them one by one, we can kill them all before dawn!"

For Wang Ping, if the launch distance is less than 500 meters, even if he cannot hit the target 100%, he still has an 80% hit rate.

Therefore, Wang Ping did not rush to fire, but went into battle himself, aiming one mortar after another.

It wasn't until the Japanese fired five or six rounds of shells that Wang Ping gave the decisive order.

"Each gun fires five rounds rapidly. After firing, move the position and fire immediately."

A total of fifteen shells hit the stronghold in just half a minute. Major Fujino did not expect that the new regiment was even equipped with mortars, and three mortars fired at the same time.

When he heard the scream of the artillery shells, his expression changed, and he subconsciously ordered his subordinates to take cover, when a cannonball hit the roof of the turret and exploded.

He was covered by guards, and although he was dazed by the shell shock wave, he was not injured.

But the dozen or so machine gunners on the roof of the turret who were surrounding seven or eight light and heavy machine guns firing were not so lucky.

The shell exploded, and at least half of the Japanese were caught off guard and killed and injured.

"Hurry up and protect the captain to the second floor of the turret. The enemy has mortars. It's safe there!" the squad leader, who was also alive, shouted loudly.

Then he personally escorted Major Fujino, who was still dizzy, into the turret.

As for the remaining Japanese, due to limited space, they could only wait until Fujino entered the blockhouse before entering.

But the artillery platoon under Wang Ping's personal command did not intend to give them the opportunity to enter the gun tower.

The second round of three shells followed and hit them. This time another shell hit the shell. The flying shell fragments brought a new round of damage to the remaining Japanese on the top of the turret!

Major Fujino, who was carried all the way to the second floor of the turret by his subordinates, finally reacted. Then he thought of the light and heavy machine guns above his head that were still being bombed, and shouted anxiously.

"Withdraw the light and heavy machine guns immediately. If we want to hold the stronghold, we must not do without them, otherwise we will be doomed!"

Several of his subordinates had faces full of smoke, especially the squad leader, who hesitated for several seconds before answering bravely.

"Captain, it's too late. The top of the turret was hit by three shells. The machine gunners were either dead or wounded. Less than 20% of the people who evacuated to the turret were only two light machine guns. The heavy machine guns seemed to have been destroyed.

Got it!"

"As for the artillery, let the mortar team counterattack immediately and kill the Eighth Route Army artillery!" Major Fujino ordered with an expression of gritted teeth.

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