As soon as the gunfire stopped, Wang Ping rushed down the mountain ridge and directly towards the radio station he had been staring at for a long time.
Several guards who were following Wang Ping immediately followed him, fearing that something might happen to Wang Ping.
"It's intact. That's great. We also have a radio station in our independent camp!" Wang Ping said with satisfaction after carefully checking the radio station that the Japs were carrying.
First company commander Zhang Qing commanded the troops to clean up the battlefield and then take away everything the Japanese could take away.
At this moment, a string of torches suddenly appeared on the official road in the direction of the county town, which looked like it was at most one kilometer long.
In the dead of night, so many torches suddenly appeared. And they rushed over here knowing that a battle had just broken out. Even a fool knew that these people who came here holding torches must be Japs.
"Judging from the number of torches, there are not many Japs coming, less than two teams, they should be here to meet them!" Wang Ping pointed at the Japs corpses on the official road and analyzed.
Zhang Qing frowned and analyzed: "The soldiers are too tired. If the Japs are really two squads, we will suffer a lot in terms of strength. Battalion Commander, I suggest retreating and dealing with them when we have the opportunity in the future!"
"No!" Wang Ping refused decisively.
"If you don't eat the fat in your mouth, you won't eat it! The soldiers are very tired, but what we want to fight is an ambush, not an attack. As for the strength of the troops, even if we are not as good as the Japanese, we definitely have more machine guns than them.
, and grenade launchers. Moreover, the Japanese are here to support us, so they will definitely not fight to the death with us. When they know that the Japanese who retreated from Xiaguan have been wiped out by us, and our firepower is so powerful, they will definitely retreat on their own initiative.
"
"When the time comes, it will be no problem to eat dozens of them and seize dozens of Sanba Gai!"
"Let comrades return to the mountain ridge immediately and prepare to ambush these Japanese who are here to die. Also, be sure to set up machine gun fire points to ensure that the Japanese machine gunners and grenade launchers are killed as soon as the battle begins. In addition, in this ambush battle, you
Come and take command, I will take charge of it!"
As soon as Zhang Qing heard this, he knew that the battalion commander was testing him, and without saying a word, he immediately began to arrange the ambush battlefield.
When everyone returned to the back of the mountain ridge, the Japanese support troops holding torches had appeared at the end of the official road.
Holding the telescope he had just seized from Hamasaki, Wang Ping could see the strength of the responding troops at a glance, and then made a new request to Zhang Qing.
"The response force only has one small group of Japs, and there are puppet troops in front and behind. I want you to wipe out all the Japs, and the puppet troops try to capture as many prisoners as possible. With so much equipment captured, we can use these puppet prisoners to help us carry them back!"
The Japanese army was suddenly reduced by half as expected, and Zhang Qing was obviously the happiest.
Although Wang Ping added a requirement to capture the puppet soldiers, it couldn't be easier for Zhang Qing.
At this time, the puppet soldiers were forced to wear this kind of clothes, and few of them really worked for the Japanese. As long as you kill all the Japanese, and then kill a few die-hard traitors among the puppet soldiers, the remaining puppet soldiers do not need to remind you.
will surrender voluntarily.
The previous battles have proven this fact time and time again.
Including the crooked handle just seized, Zhang Qing had a total of seven crooked handles in his hand.
Because the enemy formation was very concentrated, Zhang Qing also gathered seven crooked handles together, and each crooked handle was responsible for the enemy forces within three to four meters of the front. This way, machine guns were prevented from repeatedly firing at the same place, and all at once
Cover a small group of Japanese soldiers under machine gun fire.
As for the riflemen, in addition to arranging half of the riflemen to be dispersed among the machine guns, they would give rifles to the Japanese who might slip through the net. The remaining riflemen were divided into two by Zhang Qing, and they were dedicated to watching the puppet troops in front and behind the Japanese. Of course, their target was not
Ordinary puppet soldiers, but a few officers scattered in the middle of the team.
Because Zhang Qing deliberately moved the ambush battlefield more than a hundred meters forward, and with the cover of night, when more than a hundred Japanese and puppet troops rushed into the ambush circle, they did not see the corpse of the Japanese a hundred meters away.
On the one hand, he was waiting for the Japanese to take the bait, and on the other hand, he was panting and rushing over without any warning.
As soon as the seven crooked guns were fired, the Japanese who were caught off guard suffered heavy losses. In a few seconds, more than half of an infantry squad was lost. More importantly, the machine gunners, grenade launchers, and even the squad leader and soldiers
Cao, all turned into corpses.
The Japanese, who were lying on the ground subconsciously, finally reacted and raised their rifles to fight back. A bunch of bullets were pointed at them from the crooked handle on the ridge dozens of meters away.
Five or six Japanese who showed up together were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest.
Faced with such powerful suppressive firepower, the remaining Japs could only act as cowards for the time being. However, the riflemen scattered among the machine gunners did not intend to give them this chance. As soon as the twenty or so Japs were suppressed, they stopped firing.
Then he took out the grenade he had just captured, fired it, held it in his hand for three seconds, and then hit them hard.
As for the puppet troops before and after the Japanese, when the ambush started, only five or six people were shot, and all of them were officers.
Many people were frightened, looking terrified and at a loss. After a few seconds, they all fell to the ground. At this time, some puppet soldiers who had not yet reacted subconsciously raised their rifles and prepared to fight back against the independent camp.
But there were still many puppet soldiers who reacted quickly. When they saw that the Eighth Route Army only attacked the Japanese and puppet army officers, while the Japanese army was about to be wiped out, they immediately realized that the Eighth Route Army was deliberately letting them go.
Seeing someone next to him who wanted to shoot at the Eighth Route Army, he immediately stopped him and cursed: "Are you crazy? Didn't you see that the Eighth Route Army deliberately didn't shoot at us? You want to sacrifice your life for the Japanese and want to die. Stay away from me!"
The slow-reacting puppet soldiers finally came to their senses, and then saw that their foreheads were sweating profusely due to nervousness, and then they expressed their gratitude to their comrades around them with a look of relief.
If they hadn't reminded him, he would have been misunderstood and beaten into a corpse by the Eighth Route Army at this time.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a series of violent explosions rang out from the official road where the Japs were.
Dozens of grenades exploded together, and many grenades exploded in the air. Even if there were still Japanese who were not killed, there were not many left.
Without saying a word, Zhang Qing immediately ordered the bugler to blow the charge horn. Then he raised his pistol and was the first to rush towards the official road.
Soon, the battle was over, and Zhang Qing ran to Wang Ping with a look of smoke on his face.
"It was a good fight, especially in dividing the machine gunner's firing range. Otherwise, seven or eight Japanese soldiers would have been killed in the first round of the rapid fire attack by the seven crooked guns. You can go back and summarize this idea.
Then it can also be used on artillery!" Wang Ping commented with satisfaction.
Zhang Qing, who was still nervous just now, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then reported: "Xie Battalion Commander gave me this opportunity! The results of the battle have been calculated. All the Japanese soldiers in a small group were killed, and the puppet soldiers are dead."
Eight, 52 were captured, two crooked handles, two grenades, one made in the Czech Republic, more than 80 rifles, and ammunition were all scattered, no statistics!"
