"Baga, the enemy's firepower is too strong, get down quickly and take cover!" the Japanese team leader who rushed at the end quickly ordered.
Then he stared at the puppet company commander next to him with a pair of very angry eyes, and cursed loudly: "Wang Sang, is this how your men attack? Let them stand up immediately and continue to charge. Whoever lies on the ground will not attack again."
, dead, dead!”
"Taijun, calm down, I will immediately order them to continue the attack!" Seeing the squad leader pull out the pistol again and put it directly to his head, the puppet company commander immediately broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and he replied with a guilty conscience and nervousness.
When the puppet company commander crawled all the way to his men, the independent battalion did not stop attacking the gun tower.
At this time, the hole blasted out of the outer wall of the blockhouse was already very large. Bullets fired from different directions flew along the hole into the blockhouse, constantly causing damage to the Japanese.
At this moment, a cannonball fired by Zhang Bing happened to fly through the hole into the gun tower.
"Boom..." The turret that flew into the turret exploded quickly.
The turret, which had been blasted with a large number of cracks, finally could not withstand the explosion from within and collapsed. A dozen Japanese soldiers, including Captain Nakata, were instantly buried in the rubble.
Once the turret is destroyed, the machine gun firepower point deployed by the Japanese in the turret will be gone, and the only commanding height in the stronghold that can threaten the independent camp will be gone.
Wang Ping's eyes lit up and he immediately seized the opportunity and ordered: "Machine gun cover, start attacking."
"Surge into the stronghold and eliminate the remaining Japanese soldiers. Comrades, charge with me!"
"Tick-tock...tick-tock!" As soon as Wang Ping gave the order, the loud charge horn sounded beside Wang Ping.
Two companies, 2 and 3, flanked the Japanese stronghold from the front and back. Hundreds of riflemen rushed into the stronghold with rifles in hand, shouting slogans.
There were nine light and heavy machine guns in total, all aimed at the Japanese behind the puppet troops.
The flying bullets suppressed them tightly. As long as they showed any signs of raising their heads, they would immediately attract a large number of bullets.
Under this situation, the more than twenty Japanese soldiers had no choice but to watch the Eighth Route Army rushing over.
"Throw grenades!" Zhang Yunshan, the commander of the second company who was accompanying the attacking team, saw that the puppet army had no intention of counterattack, so he led everyone around the puppet army and rushed to the Japanese soldiers and ordered.
Dozens of white-smoking grenades flew towards the Japanese. Some exploded in the air, and some exploded after landing. The thick smoke and flames covered them in an instant!
It’s not that the squad leader has never fought with the Eighth Route Army. In their understanding of the Eighth Route Army, the most obvious characteristic is the lack of guns and ammunition. On the battlefield, three bullets are often fired before launching a charge with a bayonet.
Although he and his subordinates were suppressed by the Eighth Route Army's light and heavy machine guns, and were rushing towards him.
But the squad leader was not too worried. In his mind, the Eighth Route Army must have fought with him with bayonets when they rushed over. The elite Imperial Japanese Army was least afraid of fighting with bayonets.
Facing the approaching Eighth Route Army, the squad leader was even ready to fight with a bayonet. However, he did not expect that at the critical moment, the Eighth Route Army, which was always short of guns and ammunition, would actually throw grenades at him.
Dozens of white-smoking grenades were thrown at him, and the squad leader's face instantly turned pale.
"Baga, it's a grenade. It's a grenade equipped by the Imperial Army of Japan. Everyone, take cover!" the squad leader shouted loudly, then he hugged his head and lay on the ground.
"Rumble..." Soon, a violent explosion sounded in the squad leader's ears.
As a veteran, the squad leader clearly felt two grenade fragments piercing his body from the back, and then felt hot blood flowing out of the wound on his back. His limited physical strength also continued to disappear with the flow of blood.
"Baga, why are the Imperial Japanese grenades so powerful!" The squad leader, knowing that he was going to die here today, shouted loudly in his heart in despair and unwillingness.
After the grenade exploded, the thick smoke did not dissipate immediately.
The riflemen who had already rushed forward rushed in with their bayonets fixed on their rifles and reaped the lives of the remaining Japanese.
Wang Ping did not attack with the troops. At this point in the battle, the outcome was determined. As the battalion commander, it didn't matter whether he charged or not.
After the last Japanese was stabbed to death with a bayonet, the remaining eighty or so puppet troops on the battlefield all laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Independence Battalion.
At this time, a puppet soldier who was less than thirty years old was brought to Wang Ping.
"Battal Commander, this is Yang Xiong, platoon leader of the puppet army in the stronghold. When the Japanese counterattacked just now, he was the one who made all the puppet soldiers lie on the ground and didn't move, which gave us the chance to eliminate the Japanese!" Zhang Yunshan, who brought him over, reported.
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"Uh?" Wang Ping immediately became interested, then stared at the other person and asked.
"Platoon Leader Yang, if I guessed correctly, you turn out to be a member of the Jinsui Army!"
"Sir Mingjian, my humble position was originally the deputy company commander of the Shanxi-Sui Army. I was coerced by my superior to become a puppet soldier. Because I never wanted to work for the Japanese, I worked both covertly and covertly in the army, and then I was demoted to the rank of platoon leader. My humble position guarantees that while I was a puppet soldier,
I guarantee that I have never done anything harmful to nature, nor have I fired a single shot at the anti-Japanese army!"
Wang Ping nodded to acknowledge Yang Xiong's guarantee.
Because as long as Yang Xiong is a smart person, he will not lie. After all, Wang Ping can find out all the things he promised at once if he wants to.
Then he stared at Yang Xiong and continued to ask: "What happened just now?"
"I see that your Eighth Route Army is sure to capture the Japanese stronghold. In order to prevent our brothers from dying in vain on the battlefield, we linked them up during the attack and then lay down together to expose the Japanese behind them."
"It seems that you are quite prestigious among these people!" Wang Ping nodded and revealed the key to completing this matter!
An expression of pride clearly flashed across Yang Xiong's face, and then he answered humbly: "Sir, that's because the brothers trust me. When I was the deputy company commander, I didn't talk about anything else but military pay. I, Yang Xiong, have never deducted anything.
One dollar, brothers!”
"You are very good!" Wang Ping replied with a satisfied look.
To be supported by his subordinates, it must be more than just not being corrupt. After all, this is a battlefield. If one thing goes wrong, dozens of lives will be lost. So, facing Yang Xiong, Wang Ping suddenly came up with the idea of loving talents!
