At the enemy headquarters in front of the garrison, Li Hao stood at the lookout, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.
"Bang bang bang..."
Three signal bombs suddenly took off and exploded behind the Caoziling defense line.
Li Hao's serious face finally showed a long-lost smile: "Chief of Staff, the independent company and the special agent company have succeeded. Now it's our turn."
"Order all the artillery to stop, and the infantry and tanks will rush forward, attack from the front and back, and capture the Caoziling defense line."
"Rumble..."
Three tanks rushed out of the offensive position first with a roar, followed by three infantry companies. With the tanks as the center, they lined up in a loose three-three offensive formation, like three sharp blades, piercing the smoke-filled Caozi Ridge.
Line of defense.
"The Eighth Route Army has begun to attack. Everyone enters the position and holds to the end!" Inside the bomb hole, the Japanese officer shouted with a murderous look on his face.
The Japanese soldier next to him didn't hesitate at all, and rushed out of the artillery hole with his weapon in hand.
The puppet army has a lot of hesitation.
Everyone knew the order from the headquarters to hold them to their positions, and then they heard a burst of intensive gunfire from the headquarters.
At this time, the fool also knew that the headquarters was in danger and Cao Ziling could no longer be defended. If he continued to fight against the garrison, he would definitely die.
But they had no choice but to put on the puppet army's skin, which meant that they had to pay the price for their decisions.
Under the watchful eye of the little Japanese, no matter how reluctant he was, he still managed to get out of the shell-proof hole and enter the fortification that had been blown into ruins.
"Platoon leader, what should we do? The garrison has made it clear that we want to take over the position. If we continue to defend it, we will definitely die here?" A puppet soldier looked desperate. When the little devil was not paying attention, he asked the platoon leader next to him in a low voice.
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The platoon leader frowned and said nothing.
They should have gone to the battlefield more than half an hour ago to reinforce the artillery positions.
After receiving the order, the platoon leader suddenly cut off the phone and refused to send troops because the phone line was blown and he did not hear the order clearly. He escaped death.
This time they can't escape.
The Japanese were watching from the side, and the Eighth Route Army came from the front. It seemed that there was no other choice but to hold on to their position.
"Tell the brothers, act according to the situation!" the platoon leader thought for a moment and replied.
"The position can no longer be defended. All the little Japs here will have their fun. If you don't want to be buried with the little Japs, shoot in the air when the battle starts. You must not kill any more Eighth Route Army troops, and then slowly move closer to me."
"There aren't many Japs nearby. As long as we gather fifty or sixty brothers around us, we won't be afraid of them."
"Then we'll have a chance to survive."
"Rumble..."
Amidst the huge roar, three tanks quickly entered the sight of the Japanese and puppet troops.
The little Japs were firing like crazy. They fired rifles and heavy machine guns at the tanks desperately. The bullets hit the armor like rain, and sparks flew everywhere. It looked particularly scary.
However, the tank was not affected and continued to attack the position in the face of the rain of bullets.
"Kill me..."
Five or six little Japs suddenly jumped out of their position, each with a strip of white cloth tied around their head, holding explosive packets in their arms, and rushed towards the tank with a fearless attitude.
"Da da da……"
The vehicle-mounted machine gun equipped with the tank gave them no chance to get close to them.
Several machine guns fired at the same time, and all the Japs were killed in just two or three seconds. An explosive package was also detonated by a bullet. In the splashing fire, the Japs were directly blown into pieces, leaving no bones.
"Everyone shoots on Bage Ya Road." A sergeant noticed the puppet soldiers who had not fired, and ordered with a pair of red eyes staring at them eagerly.
"Shoot over the heads of the Eighth Route Army!" the platoon leader ordered in a low voice.
At this time, more than 20 subordinates had gathered around the platoon leader, and people kept coming. He decided to hold his troops temporarily, wait and see what happened, and wait until there were more people before taking action.
Seeing the puppet troops joining the battle, the sergeant looked much better.
At this time, another death squad who wanted to blow up the tank was killed, and the entire army was wiped out.
The sergeant's eyes turned red again, and then he turned his attention to the puppet soldiers next to him and shouted loudly.
"Immediately organize ten people to launch a counterattack against the Eighth Route Army and use explosive packets to destroy the tanks in the front, otherwise we will die."
Sending death squads to blow up tanks is clearly asking them to serve as cannon fodder and die in vain. This time the platoon leader quit.
Seeing that the three tanks were only the last fifty meters away from the position and that there were only two soldiers beside the Japanese Sergeant, the platoon leader decided not to wait any longer.
When the Japs were not paying attention, the sergeant ordered in a low voice: "Load the bullets. Follow my orders and shoot together to kill these Japs."
Then he reached for the cannon box attached to his armed belt with his right hand and loaded the bullet.
"Baga, didn't you hear my order? Organize troops to attack immediately and kill the tanks." Seeing that no one was moving, the sergeant immediately became angry. He picked up the rifle with a plaster flag and cursed, as if he was ready at any time.
The posture of shooting to kill.
The platoon leader didn't give him this chance, so he raised the cannon and fired.
"Pa bang bang..."
The crisp sound of gunfire was not particularly conspicuous on the battlefield shrouded by the sound of gunfire. The bullets accurately focused on three Japanese soldiers. Before many people could react, they had fallen to the ground, and blood gushes out from the blood holes in their chests like fountains. Their eyes
His eyes were wide open, with an expression of shock that he could not bear to look at.
The platoon leader reacted quickly, raised the box cannon and shouted: "Brothers, the little devil is finished, we still have brothers and parents, we can't die here with them."
"Anyone who doesn't want to die will rebel against me."
"Form a circular defense line with me as the center. If anyone wants to join us, we welcome them. If anyone wants to attack us, force us to die here together with the Japanese. They will not give us a way to survive. We must fight back resolutely and kill them all."
"Xiao Wang, prepare to raise the white flag immediately to prevent the Eighth Route Army from accidentally attacking us!"
A white flag made of white shirts quickly protruded from the trench.
Seeing puppet troops defecting on the battlefield, the nearby Japanese were furious. At that time, someone rushed over to kill them and kill them to scare the monkeys.
But the puppet soldiers are not vegetarians, especially when their lives are threatened.
In order to survive, everyone tried their best to shoot at the Japanese to prevent them from approaching the ring fortifications.
The attacking Eighth Route Army also saw this scene, and machine gun bullets flew towards the Japanese like rain, providing fire cover for the puppet troops.
More importantly, this white flag is like a weather vane.
Soon, a second and third white flag appeared on the battlefield...
There were also many puppet troops who raised white flags and directly attacked the little Japanese nearby.
The Japanese who were still aggressive just now suddenly became overwhelmed.
The offensive troops seized the opportunity to penetrate the defense lines occupied by the puppet troops, and then, with the cooperation of the surrendering puppet troops, attacked the few remaining Japs in the defense lines.
