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Chapter 1141 We Are Not Cowards

"Looking for death!" He Jun snorted coldly.

Simply replace the box cannon with a rifle and aim at a Japs Sergeant with a plaster flag on his rifle.

After all the Japs gasped and entered the pocket formation, they decisively pulled the trigger.

"Ba..."

The gunshot rang out and the Japanese fell to the ground, with a bloody hole in his chest. He Jun did not hesitate, quickly pulled the gun bolt and inserted the second bullet into the 38 cover.

At this time, the sound of gunfire rang out in my ears.

Nine light machine guns and two heavy machine guns all fired, making a sweet sound of strafing.

The flames from the muzzle formed tongues of flame of varying lengths, which were particularly dazzling under the cover of night.

The little Japs on the road were in dire straits, especially those armed with rifles and light machine guns. Bullets flew towards them like a rain of bullets, making it airtight.

Before many Japanese soldiers could even react to the surprise attack, the bullets had drilled several bloody holes in their bodies, and they fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

There were many veterans among the Japanese, and their reaction to battle had already formed a conditioned muscle reflex. They subconsciously lay down on the ground to escape the first round of bullets.

But their rifles were still on their shoulders.

After finally taking it off and holding it in their hands, the second round of bullets fired from the light and heavy machine guns had already targeted them, sweeping over them from above.

Most of the more than fifty riflemen and light machine gunners were killed with their guns empty, without even a chance to load bullets.

The heavy machine gunner and gunner were finally attacked.

It takes time to set up heavy machine guns and assemble mortars, but the Eighth Route Army attacking them will not give it to them.

The heavy machine gun had just been set up, but before the bullets were delivered, the bullets were already flying towards them...

The weather, the right location, the people...all were on the Independent Battalion's side, and the battle went extremely smoothly.

In less than ten minutes, the gunfire stopped. Apart from corpses, there was not a single moving kid on the road.

The company commander glanced at the battlefield and began to issue orders: "The guard platoon is responsible for breaking up the battlefield, replenishing ammunition with the company, and set off immediately to attack in the direction of the Japanese and puppet troops."

"If we encounter the little Japanese returning to reinforce the troops, we will destroy them resolutely."

"In addition, the gunfire just now was very intensive, and the retreating Jinsui Army must have heard it. Maybe they will seize the opportunity to kill the Japanese pursuers and turn around. Therefore, we must be careful when attacking, so as not to be attacked by friendly forces.

hurt."

"If there is a firefight between the Jinsui Army and the Japanese and puppet troops, after gaining contact and trust with each other, they can directly join the battle without waiting for orders."

"If the Jinsui Army fails to kill the Japanese and respond with a single shot, then we will continue to work hard and find a way to find a position to eat up the remaining pursuers."

At the Caoziling position, the battle continues.

After the Japanese and puppet artillery positions were captured, the heavy artillery battalion of the garrison withdrew from the battle, leaving the protagonist's position to the flying thunder artillery unit.

Without the threat of Japanese artillery, the torpedo guns no longer need to be moved. They can be set up in the offensive position and fired as much as they want.

The disk-sized explosive packets were like rain, continuously hitting the Caoziling position, throwing up a large amount of soil and logs. At the same time, the fortifications and bunkers that the Japanese and puppet troops had worked hard to build were also destroyed bit by bit in the explosion.

At the Japanese headquarters behind the defense line, after the commander personally participated in the battle, the surviving little Japanese, whether they were staff officers, communications soldiers, or orderly soldiers, all burst out with strong combat effectiveness, and fought bloody battles with the special agent company and the independent company with a look of death.

"Company Commander, these little Japs are so evil. They are fighting us with a desperate attitude. I just saw two Japs hiding in the position. When our attacking troops came closer, they attacked us with grenades.

The troops launched a counter-assault, then detonated grenades and died together with our attacking troops."

"Two Japanese soldiers just killed one of our infantry squads."

"They are not afraid of death, and we are not cowards!" the company commander replied through gritted teeth.

"The little Japanese is obviously making a last ditch effort and ordered the artillery to fire immediately. The bombardment cannot stop without my order. I want to see whether it is the little Japanese who is dying or our shells."

"Organize an infantry platoon, mount bayonets on rifles, and equip yourself with pistols and grenades."

"When the shelling stops, rush forward. When you get close to the position, throw all the grenades you have to the Japanese. There will be another round of explosions, and finally you will attack again."

"Rush to the battlefield. No matter whether they are corpses or wounded soldiers, give me a shot. If you are far away, use bullets to prevent them from pretending to be dead on the battlefield. Just like before, use grenades to kill them with us."

"Boom boom boom..."

The four mortars equipped by the two companies, plus the two mountain cannons they had just captured, desperately fired artillery shells at the Japanese command post.

Splashing firelight and thick smoke quickly enveloped the command headquarters.

The corpses lying around the Japanese captain were all those who took the initiative to protect him during the bombardment and were killed.

"Woooooooo..."

Another artillery shell flew towards him with a scream, and the two Japanese soldiers nearby shouted.

"Sir, be careful..."

As soon as the words came out, the two men moved and rushed towards the captain like leopards, using their bodies to block the flying shell fragments around them.

"boom……"

The explosion sounded, only five meters away from the captain.

Then the two soldiers stopped moving and slumped on the captain's back.

However, the captain's luck cannot always be so good, and the guards who protect him are dying and injured, and there are not many left.

"Boom boom..."

Two mortar shells fell from the sky in succession, hitting the captain on the left and right. One of the shells was particularly close to him.

The moment the fire splashed, the body of the guard lying limply on the captain's back was directly blown over.

The captain was exposed to artillery fire for the first time.

"boom……"

Another artillery shell exploded nearby, and a piece of debris penetrated into his back with the sound of wind, cutting a gash in his back.

Blood gushes out quickly, dyeing the surrounding military uniforms red in the blink of an eye.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shelling hadn't stopped yet, and shells kept hitting and exploding nearby. Soon, four or five wounds appeared on the captain's back, and he slowly lost consciousness.

"Stop the shelling, assault with infantry, and capture the Japanese headquarters." The company commander stared closely at the battlefield and ordered in a deep voice.

As soon as the sound of artillery stopped, the Japanese military headquarters fell silent.

More than thirty soldiers rushed forward in a skirmish line. This time they did not rush directly into the position like before.

When they were still more than thirty meters away from the headquarters, everyone lay down at the same time and began to fire grenades at the Japanese headquarters.

The sound of explosions enveloped the battlefield again,

Although it was not as violent as before, the explosions were more intensive.

"Comrades, kill me..."

After each person threw three grenades, the instructor stood up from the ground with a roar, held up the box cannon and rushed towards the Japanese headquarters where the explosions had not stopped.

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