After a harsh gunshot "bang" broke through the tranquility of the battlefield, these independent battalion soldiers who had reached the vicinity of the puppet troops were like hungry leopards. The moment they jumped up from their hiding spots, they rushed towards the puppet troops with weapons in hand.
The army rushed there, shouting loudly as they rushed back!
"Surrender without killing, we are the Eighth Route Army, put down our weapons, and kill anyone who moves!"
At this time, the puppet troops under attack did not notice that among the more than twenty Eighth Route Army troops rushing towards them, two machine gunners holding crooked handles were also charging, but their eyes were always fixed on them.
Seeing that the Eighth Route Army did not fire any shots, some die-hard traitors who were not willing to be prisoners immediately took action.
While ordering the panicked subordinates around him to fight back, he ran for his life back, trying to escape back to the station!
There are ten puppet troops at an attack point, and two machine gunners are keeping an eye on them. One machine gunner is only assigned to five puppet troops.
In addition, the puppet troops were either holding torches or gathered around the bonfire, completely exposed to the Eighth Route Army, and no matter what small movements they made, they could not escape the eyes of the two machine gunners.
"Da da da!" Two crooked guns fired at the same time, and the dense flying bullets instantly turned the two puppet soldiers who had just turned around into a hornet's nest.
As soon as the gunfire stopped, a squad leader who led the team shouted: "Bullets don't have eyes. Anyone who moves will be killed. Put down your weapons and surrender!"
"I surrender, don't shoot!" Looking at the corpses still pouring out blood around them, the puppet soldiers who had no intention of working for the Japanese all dropped their rifles at once, and then raised their hands to express surrender, without even the slightest thought of resistance.
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"The first group will clean the battlefield, and the others will take the prisoners and retreat immediately!" Because the gun was fired just now, the leader of the platoon knew very well that within a minute at most, the mortar shells fired by the Japanese would hit here. So, as soon as
Rush to the sentry post and start issuing retreat orders.
The two companies were divided into eleven raiding teams by Zeng Quan. During the whole process, only five teams fired the gun. After all, those were the only ones who really worked for the Japanese. Most of the puppet soldiers were forced to wear this uniform.
leather.
The independent battalion's raid speed is faster, and the Japanese's counterattack speed is faster.
Although only half of the artillery at the Japanese station was on duty, these gunners still rushed to their positions as soon as possible, and then a mortar took charge of the place where a gun was fired, and immediately adjusted the muzzle angle to prepare for shooting.
At the same time, other Japanese soldiers also quickly rushed out of the tent, some rushed to the artillery position, and some rushed to the machine gun position. Most of the Japanese infantry were organized into combat units, gathering around the sergeant and squad leader, ready to attack at any time.
"Baga, our patrol must have been attacked by the enemy again! Captain, do you want to order the troops to attack immediately and eliminate these cunning sneak attackers!" the adjutant shouted with an angry look.
If it were daytime, Major Hamasaki would definitely order the troops to make a tentative attack and repel the sneak attackers.
But it was night now, and the dark battlefield around him was like a bloody mouth that had opened up, swallowing up his attacking troops at any time.
Major Hamasaki, who has a cautious personality, subconsciously shook his head and refused when he thought of this.
"No, you can't see anything around. It must be a trap by the Eighth Route Army. Order the warriors to prepare for defense. The Eighth Route Army is likely to launch an attack directly on us! Also, order the surrounding puppet troops to move closer to the garrison immediately!"
Major Hamasaki's order was seen as cowardly by many Japanese soldiers around him, but none of them spoke out to object.
During the day, more than 20 imperial soldiers saw no one alive or dead, which shocked them so much that they still have lingering fears until now. They were afraid that they would be like them in the dark of night when they couldn't see their fingers.
Disappear mysteriously.
As a result, more than a hundred Japanese infantrymen readily accepted the order and put up a defensive posture with several heavy machine gun positions around the station as the center.
Wang Ping, with his guard platoon, artillery platoon, and company, had already reached the Xiaguan stronghold that the Japanese army was building.
But he did not order the troops to attack together with the other two companies. He was waiting for a fighter opportunity that was favorable to him.
After Major Hamasaki's order to shrink his troops and hold on to the garrison was sent to the Xiaguan Village stronghold, several puppet army officers who were in panic all day long, without saying a word, left a platoon to continue to guard the prisoners and young men, and directly took their confidants and
The remaining two platoons desperately retreated towards the station.
In the eyes of these traitor leaders, only with the protection of the Japanese can their life safety be guaranteed!
As soon as the two platoons of puppet troops retreated, Wang Ping's order to attack was immediately issued!
"The artillery platoon, fire five rounds rapidly, first knock out the mortar position of the Japanese station, then quickly move the gun position, continue to attack the Japanese heavy machine gun position, first attack the Japanese machine gun position on our side! Guard platoon, attack the Japanese mortar position.
Official stronghold, rescue the prisoners and puppet troops, and immediately disperse and retreat!"
"Others, follow me to attack the retreating puppet troops. Try to follow them and rush directly into the Japanese camp!"
"Three grenade squads, as long as we rush into the effective range of the grenade, we will immediately launch grenades at the areas where the Japs are crowded in the garrison, and shoot out all the grenades we carry!"
"Xiao Wang!" After issuing a series of orders, Wang Ping suddenly added to the guard beside him.
"I didn't expect that the puppet troops in the stronghold would retreat to the garrison. This is a perfect opportunity for us to break into the Japanese garrison. You should go back immediately and find Deputy Battalion Commander Zeng and ask him to mobilize at least one company of troops here. If we succeed in breaking in,
The Japanese troops stationed themselves at the Japanese army station, and the reinforcements launched a direct attack on the Japanese army stationed there, attacking them from both inside and outside to eat them up!"
As soon as the guard left, Wang Ping took out an original German twenty-shot Mauser pistol, opened the nose of the plane, and shouted loudly: "Start the attack!"
"Tong Tong Tong..." Three dull blasts of artillery were heard immediately behind everyone, followed closely by the scream of artillery shells streaking across the sky that reached everyone's ears.
"Boom, boom, boom..." As soon as three violent explosions sounded in the Japs' camp, Wang Ping jumped up from his hiding spot, waved his pistol and shouted: "Comrades, rush up with me and rush into the Japs' camp!"
The first to respond was the guard platoon. Although they also had combat missions, there was one mission they always accompanied, which was to protect the safety of battalion commander Wang Ping.
On a battlefield filled with bullets, bullets don't have eyes. Therefore, Zhong Yusheng would never let Wang Ping rush to the front to block everyone's bullets.
As soon as Wang Ping's attack order was given, he ordered his men to rush to Wang Ping and then kill Xianguan stronghold.
For veteran gunner Zhang Bing, the shooting distance of a few hundred meters is not to say that he can always hit the target, but he still has a hit rate of 70% to 80%.
Three artillery shells fell from the sky, two of which hit the Japanese artillery position directly.
In the violent explosion, the five Japanese soldiers on one gun emplacement did not even scream. They were directly enveloped in the artillery fire and were blown up together with the mortars.
Several Japanese gunners nearby were affected and fell to the ground screaming.
