The Japanese artillery shells hit the mountain pass and exploded like nothing. Even though the soldiers digging the trenches were lying in the trenches, some people were still blown away along with the flames.
It was only then that the squadron leader's frown relaxed and he slowly revealed a smile.
"Da da da..." Suddenly, a burst of machine gun fire sounded behind the squadron leader.
Although the explosion of the shell was deafening, the squadron leader could still hear it clearly.
"What's going on!" The squadron leader turned around and saw the Eighth Route Army rushing behind him.
"It's the Eighth Route Army. They came out of nowhere and are equipped with a lot of light machine guns!" the adjutant next to him shouted.
With his mouth open and a look of shock on his face, he didn't react for a long time.
"Artillery, order the artillery to retreat immediately!" The squadron leader reacted quickly and shouted the order as soon as he saw the direction of the Eighth Route Army's assault.
"It's too late!" The adjutant finally recovered from the shock, and a very tragic scene appeared in front of him. His face turned pale and he said in despair.
A platoon of Eighth Route Army troops rushed toward the artillery position.
There were not many people, but they were equipped with five machine guns.
The five soldiers held the machine guns in their arms and lined up to attack the artillery position, firing while charging.
In an instant, a fire net formed by five intertwined tongues of flame enveloped the artillery position with more than twenty gunners.
By the time the screams reached our ears, more than half of the artillery squad had been killed or wounded.
The remaining ten or so gunners turned into homeless dogs, dropped their mortars and rushed towards the position.
"Move the machine guns over immediately to block the Eighth Route Army behind them," the Japanese squadron leader ordered hurriedly.
"Da da da..." As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar sound of gunshots came from other directions.
In a bush less than fifty meters away from him, dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared. Five soldiers, also holding machine guns, rushed to the front, firing and attacking at the same time.
"Captain, be careful!" The guard next to the squadron leader threw the squadron leader to the ground.
"Whoosh!" The moment he fell to the ground, the squadron leader clearly felt the sound of the bullet flying past his scalp.
If it weren't for the guards, these bullets that flew close to his scalp would have drilled several holes in his head.
Fortunately, the guard lying on his back had stopped moving.
Continuous screams also began to sound around him.
"Captain, a platoon of the Eighth Route Army has appeared from the east and has already come to kill them!" the adjutant, who luckily escaped the blow, continued to shout, his tone of voice trembling with fear and nervousness.
"The Eighth Route Army has also begun to attack from the front. They are equipped with many heavy machine guns!" A Japanese soldier not far away shouted to the squadron leader.
"It's over!" These two words suddenly appeared in the squadron leader's mind.
"Bagh Ya Road, this is a trap. The Eighth Route Army wanted to destroy us, but we fell into it!"
Because the troops did not dig trenches, ordinary infantry were all exposed to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army's light machine guns behind them.
More than a dozen machine guns fired at the same time, and the tongues of fire were like death scythes, harvesting their lives as much as they wanted.
Although the light and heavy machine guns have positions, the sandbag bunkers are facing the mountain pass, and the machine gunner's back is still exposed to the muzzle of the guard company.
First, the artillery team of more than 20 people was wiped out by five light machine guns. Then the light and heavy machine gun positions were severely damaged by the targeted fire from the Eighth Route Army machine guns. Almost all of them were turned into decorations. Finally, they killed the infantry.
The murderous method was vicious and the calculation was perfect.
At this time, the remaining infantrymen had lost the cover of light and heavy machine guns. They were suppressed and hit by the Eighth Route Army machine guns from the beginning, unable to lift their heads.
If you are lucky enough to find a chance to fight back, you will only be able to shoot a few bullets.
But the casualties of several people could not stop the guard company from wanting to kill them for revenge.
"Bageya Road, this is not a battle at all, it is a massacre!" the squadron leader shouted with a look of despair.
My mind kept spinning, hoping to think of a way to defeat the enemy.
However, he watched helplessly as the Eighth Route Army rushed over from three directions. Although there were not many people, the firepower was extremely powerful. Coupled with the constant screams of soldiers around him, the desperate squadron leader could not find a solution no matter how hard he tried.
"Retreat, retreat to the stronghold on the mountain!" Suddenly, the turret of the stronghold where gunfire was being fired caught the squadron leader's attention, giving him an idea to make a decision.
The Japanese in the stronghold kept staring at the foot of the mountain.
It was a battle that must be won, but because of the sudden appearance of the ambush, the shocked squadron leader showed an expression of fear.
Although I don’t know where the ambush behind the reinforcements came from.
But he knew one thing: if the reinforcements were destroyed, the Eighth Route Army in the mountains could cross the blockade through trenches and escape from the mountains.
Even if he committed suicide by caesarean section, he, a squadron leader, could not bear the responsibility for letting the Eighth Route Army escape from the mountains.
Therefore, the moment the ambush appeared, the squadron leader in the stronghold decided to unconditionally reinforce the reinforcements at the foot of the mountain.
The guards who suddenly appeared could not even hit me, but the Eighth Route Army at the foot of the mountain could.
Therefore, the heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles in the turrets, as long as they could shoot, all joined the battle, staring at the heavy machine gun firepower of the one, two or two battalions, and doing their best to provide fire cover for the reinforcements.
"Sir, the reinforcements are retreating towards us!" As soon as the reinforcements withdrew, the adjutant standing next to the squadron leader in the stronghold reminded him.
"Confused, are they all stupid pigs? They have all retreated to the top of the mountain. Who will block the mountain pass? The Eighth Route Army can still break through our blockade through the trenches!" the squadron leader cursed loudly.
After all, they are friendly forces. No matter how dissatisfied he is, no matter how much anger he has in his stomach, he can only swallow it in his own stomach.
Decisively ordered: "Immediately provide fire cover to the retreating troops and let them retreat to their stronghold first!"
Wang Ping also saw the retreating Japanese.
You can't just watch them slip away after eating the fat in your mouth.
"The Japs are hiding in the gun towers, and we can't do anything to them. Now that they are exposed, we must not let them get back into their turtle shells!" Wang Ping decided with gleaming eyes.
"Artillery, concentrate all the mortars on me and kill them!"
"Light and heavy machine guns, concentrate your firepower and chase them!"
Everyone was attracted by the fierce exchange of fire on the battlefield, and all their eyes were focused on the Japanese retreating troops.
The Japs in the stronghold on the top of the mountain were praying in their hearts to hurry up while firing, hoping that more troops at the foot of the mountain could withdraw back to the stronghold.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers at the foot of the mountain asked them to run slower and give themselves more time to shoot.
Behind the Japanese stronghold, dozens of figures were like ghosts in the night, slowly moving towards the Japanese stronghold on the top of the mountain.
Compared with the firefight that gathered earlier, it was much quieter here, and you could hear the footsteps walking on the road clearly.
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