"No, I've been fooled again!" The squadron leader suddenly woke up.
He asked the deputy captain next to him: "How many casualties have there been in the army now, and how far are we from the station!"
"28 people were killed in the battle, 8 were seriously injured, and 19 were slightly injured. All the lightly and seriously injured were left on the way we came." the deputy captain replied quickly.
After looking at the lights of the station not far away, he continued to answer: "It should be eight hundred meters away from the station!"
"No, the lightly and seriously wounded we left behind are in danger!" the squadron leader frowned and shouted.
"The Eighth Route Army is too cunning. They want to anger us and then continue to pursue them. As long as we chase them, they can slowly consume us through guerrilla warfare. When our troops are insufficient, they will eat us in one bite."
"Order the troops to move from the rear to the front and retreat immediately. Go to the station and retreat directly. Don't go back the way you came."
I have to admire the Japanese squadron leader's battlefield sense of smell and judgment.
However, it is definitely too late to react now.
As soon as the troops turned around and prepared to retreat, a row of Eighth Route Army troops appeared from behind the bushes not far away.
Because of the cover of night, the Japanese squadron leader couldn't see very clearly. He could only see silhouettes of people standing next to each other, and there were a lot of troops.
The squadron leader shouted with a frightened expression: "Baga, there is indeed a trap on the Eighth Route Army here. Retreat, retreat immediately!"
Before he finished speaking, he was the first to run towards the station under the protection of the guards.
"Da da da..." As soon as he started to move, gunfire rang out behind him.
The intensive gunfire made the squadron leader take a breath.
After glancing behind him, his face suddenly turned pale.
Although the night blocked the figure of the Eighth Route Army, it clearly exposed the flames ejected from the muzzle of the machine gun.
As soon as nearly twenty light machine guns slipped into the arms of the Eighth Route Army, they opened fire on the troops around them.
The dense bullets flew towards my back like rain, making it airtight.
In the blink of an eye, screams rang in my ears.
His proud subordinates had no room to fight back and were swept to the ground in pieces. The entire battlefield was like a slaughterhouse. However, this time it was the other way around. The Eighth Route Army was the butchers and his subordinates were the prey.
Very tragic.
"It's over!" The squadron leader looked desperate, and these two words suddenly came to his mind.
Before he could react, several bullets pierced the back of his heart.
The dozen or so guards surrounding him not only failed to protect him, but instead attracted even more violent blows.
At least five machine guns were staring at him and shooting. Including him, more than a dozen people fell on the retreat road because they were not enough.
There are also Japs who react quickly, knowing that they cannot survive if they retreat, and then they quickly fall to the ground and rely on the corpses around them to fight back.
Xiong Changhe kept staring at the battlefield, not a single move of the Japanese escaped his eyes.
"As expected of an elite, the response speed is very fast. Without a commander, not only does it not lead to chaos, but they can also fight independently, save their lives first and then fight back!" Even though the Japs who were still alive dozens of meters away were their opponents,
Xiong Changhe still sighed with emotion.
After letting out a long sigh, he replied helplessly: "The Japs are too powerful. If we keep retreating, we will definitely be able to kill them. Unexpectedly, they stopped running and stayed to fight back. It seems that it is impossible to annihilate them all!"
"First company commander, order the troops to retreat immediately. The main force of the Japanese has already come to kill them. If they get stuck, the gains will outweigh the losses!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo for for of of mortars.
Xiong Changhe's expression changed and he shouted: "Baga, it's a bombardment, a Japanese bombardment, retreat and move quickly!"
While he was plotting against the Japanese, the Japanese captain was also plotting against him.
In order to eliminate the Eighth Route Army that sneaked up on him, he was even willing to pay the casualties of a squadron of the attacking troops.
Therefore, as soon as Xiong Changhe's ambush against the Japanese attacking troops began, the Japanese captain issued an order that shocked all his subordinates.
"Concentrate all mortars and cover the battlefield outside our station with artillery fire!"
"But, sir, we still have our own troops on the battlefield!" the mortar squadron leader confirmed with an expression of disbelief.
"Execute the order, I will use artillery shells to kill everyone in the war zone!" the captain said with certainty, and there was no tone of discussion in the order.
"Hi!"
After the artillery squadron commander left, the battalion commander explained: "Don't look at me with that expression!"
"Can't you see the situation on the battlefield? The Eighth Route Army assembled nearly twenty machine guns to ambush one of our infantry squadrons. Do you think our men on the battlefield can survive?"
Everyone was silent, and the captain was not so polite. He answered directly: "If you can't survive, even if I take command, there won't be enough people in a squadron to survive."
"In that case, why can't they die more meaningfully?"
The captain didn't say what he said next. The people standing here are not fools, and they must know what they meant by what they didn't say.
At this moment, the bombardment began, and the captain immediately raised his binoculars.
Among the fireballs rising into the sky, the captain clearly saw that Eighth Route Army troops were constantly being blown away on the battlefield.
More importantly, on the battlefield with constant gunfire, the Eighth Route Army had fallen into chaos.
This is the situation that the Japanese captain wants to see most. As a veteran, he knows very well that the more chaotic the battlefield, the better the effect of the artillery bombardment.
Several subordinates who were full of doubts about the captain's order just now closed their mouths and showed shocked expressions.
They had seen everything on the battlefield.
Although he didn't say anything, his heart was filled with admiration for the captain in front of him.
Although the captain's order was a bit harsh, the effect was very effective.
Not surprisingly, the gains from this bombardment are definitely greater than the losses, and much greater.
Xiong Changhe's face was very ugly. He finally led his troops out of the range of artillery fire. Looking at his subordinates behind him, he felt like he wanted to cry without tears.
In just a few minutes, more than half of the more than 300 subordinates were killed or injured.
Not only that, neither the seriously wounded nor the bodies of the fallen soldiers were brought back.
Facing his demoralized subordinates, Xiong Changhe even had the idea of ​​committing suicide.
Li Wen next to him also had a gloomy face. Although he was not bombed together with Xiong Changhe and came from behind. However, he could see the heavy casualties of the troops at a glance.
As a half-commander, Li Wen would certainly not be happy if something like this happened in an ambush battle in which he was sure to win.
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