When the Japanese and puppet troops were still fifty meters away from the mountainside, Wang Xin decisively gave the order to shoot.
More than a hundred rifles and more than a dozen light machine guns roared at the same time.
All kinds of gunshots rang out instantly, and the Japanese and puppet soldiers who rushed to the front were the first to bear the brunt. Twenty or thirty people were killed and injured on the spot.
But their offensive was not affected.
The rifleman quickly fell down and raised his rifle to fight back.
The machine gunner lay on the ground, crooked his handle against the stone, and began to draw fire, fighting back against the bullets fired by the guerrilla brigade.
The grenadier soldiers rushed at the end, squatting on the ground, working in groups of two, ready to launch grenades.
The heavy machine gunners and artillerymen who were providing fire cover were not idle either. They immediately changed their shooting targets and attacked the Eighth Route Army that suddenly appeared on the mountainside. The cover riflemen continued to attack towards the top of the mountain.
The troops' attack was thwarted. Not only was Lieutenant Colonel Miki not nervous, nor did he show the slightest expression of heartache on his face, he was actually very excited.
Especially a pair of eyes, staring at the Eighth Route Army that suddenly appeared on the mountainside, as if seeing a pile of gold ingots, their eyes were shining, getting hotter and hotter.
"Yo Xi, I won this bet." Miki exclaimed with a long sigh of relief.
"As long as the Eighth Route Army shows up, the final victory will definitely belong to the Imperial Army."
"Fire cover, the troops continue to advance towards the Eighth Route Army. Kill them for me."
The ensuing battle was exactly as Miki Lieutenant Colonel imagined.
Once the light and heavy machine guns and mortars opened fire, the intercepting firepower of the Eighth Route Army on the mountainside became much weaker.
Firepower points were constantly destroyed by precise strikes from mortars and grenade launchers. Lieutenant Commander Miki even saw several Eighth Route Army troops being blown away by artillery shells.
The attacking force that temporarily stopped seized the opportunity and launched the attack again.
"Boom boom boom..."
At this time, a hail of grenades fell from the sky and struck in the middle of the attacking troops. Dozens of Imperial Army and Imperial Alliance troops were instantly enveloped in the smoke rising from the explosion.
Miki Lieutenant Colonel's expression was the same as before, he still didn't feel any heartache, but he was even more excited than before.
He was very familiar with this style of play, and it was almost the same as the three-axe style of play of other Eighth Route Army troops he had encountered.
Under normal circumstances, after several rounds of grenade rain, the Eighth Route Army on the mountainside had only one last resort, charging out of the position with their weapons drawn and fighting the imperial army with bayonets.
Therefore, as long as the attacking troops survive these rounds of grenades and fight in close combat with the Eighth Route Army, with the imperial army's level of bayonet fighting, it will definitely be a matter of time before they are killed.
The more he thought about it, the more excited Miki Nakasa became. He stared at the battlefield and ordered: "Fire all grenades."
"The Eighth Route Army has hand grenades, and we have grenades and grenades. Let's see who can beat the other."
Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen grenades had already passed over the heads of the attacking troops, and they accurately hit the Eighth Route Army position like they had eyes.
Violent explosions sounded one after another, and after two consecutive rounds of grenade explosions, the number of grenades thrown by the Eighth Route Army was reduced by nearly half compared to the time before.
The isolation belt formed by the grenade fragments suddenly became full of holes.
"Kill me..."
Finally, a Japanese soldier broke through the grenade interception and appeared more than thirty meters in front of the formation.
Many Japanese soldiers held guns in one hand and grenades in the other, ready to rush forward a few meters and then retaliate in kind, giving the Eighth Route Army a taste of what it was like to be bombed.
Lieutenant Colonel Miki's face was full of excitement, his fists were clenched tightly, his eyes were staring at the battlefield without blinking, and he almost jumped up for joy in the last step.
As long as the attacking troops smash grenades into the Eighth Route Army's positions, even if an accident occurs now, they will win the battle. The only difference is more casualties or fewer casualties.
But as long as he can kill these Eighth Route Army troops, repair the road within the stipulated time, make amends, and save his own life and position as captain, Lieutenant Colonel Miki doesn't care about the rest.
the more you hope, the harder you fall.
"Da da da……"
At the last moment, the sound of heavy machine gun fire that Lieutenant Colonel Miki least wanted to hear sounded again from the top of the mountain.
Two heavy machine guns fired wildly at the attacking troops, one on the left and the other on the right.
The attacking troops seemed to have hit an iron wall and were knocked to the ground by the bullets that swept over them.
The shooting came so unexpectedly.
The Eighth Route Army's position was already close at hand. In order to throw the grenades further, the Japanese and puppet troops all straightened their backs, preparing to launch a final blow at the Eighth Route Army after throwing the grenades, and then use bayonets to resolve the battle.
At this time, all the Japs' attention was focused on the mountainside.
Bullets swept across the top of the mountain, and these Japanese soldiers were like living targets lined up in a row. Before they could recover, at least one bloody hole had been drilled into their bodies.
With despair and unwillingness in his eyes, he fell heavily to the ground.
"boom……"
The only remaining mortar of the guerrilla brigade also joined the battle.
The first artillery shell hit behind the attacking troops and did not hurt anyone.
But before the Japanese soldiers nearby had time to rejoice, the second shell had already arrived.
"Boom boom..."
One mortar, controlled by an entire artillery platoon, managed to fire at the rate of two mortars.
In less than half a minute, the attacking troops received five shells.
They were exposed on the ground, with no bunkers or trenches, and no cover around them. The shells exploded in the crowd, and they would definitely explode into a large area.
There was one Japs who was the most unlucky. A cannonball hit his feet. In the explosion, his whole body was torn into pieces and scattered everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers...
Miki Nakasa didn't want the fat in his mouth to slip away, not to mention that this piece of fat was related to his life and future.
The excitement on his face was immediately replaced by anger, his eyes turned red, and he ordered through gritted teeth.
"At Bageya Road, the artillery will counterattack immediately. Kill the Eighth Route Army on the top of the mountain for me."
"Heavy machine gun cover, infantry continues to attack, kill the Eighth Route Army on the mountainside at all costs."
The captain next to him suddenly shouted: "No, sir, the Eighth Route Army on the mountainside is retreating. They must run away!"
"We must not let them escape again!" Lieutenant Commander Miki ordered immediately.
"All the attacking troops pounced on them, chasing them and beating them."
"I want not a single Eighth Route Army soldier to be left on the mountain, and I want to wipe them all out."
"In order to gain time today, I issued a military order to the headquarters. If these eight roads cannot be eliminated and the road is built today, I will commit hara-kiri here."
"But before I commit seppuku, no one can have a better time!"
"So everyone must fight for me in the next battle."
Miki went crazy. He tied the lives of all the soldiers under his command to his chariot and took a gamble with himself!
Many of his subordinates had expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces.
But in the highly hierarchical Japanese army, they had no choice.
Even if the superior asked them to die, they could only rush forward without any room for negotiation.
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