Before the subordinates could move, a sergeant nearby reminded him: "Captain, the Eighth Route Army on the mountain ridge is about to run!"
"We can't let them run away!" the squadron leader shouted subconsciously.
"Once they retreat into the mountains again, it will be very difficult for us to kill them!"
Seeing that there were still four machine guns firing on the ridge and not many riflemen, he decisively ordered: "Heavy machine gun cover, infantry launches assault on the enemy!"
"The roundabout assault order just now is cancelled. We will assault directly from the front, covered by heavy machine guns and grenade launchers. Others will attack and kill them all!"
The four light machine guns were suppressed by the three heavy machine guns of the Japanese army. They could only keep changing their shooting positions and fire intermittently.
There are still more than 80 Japanese soldiers wearing puppet army uniforms on the road.
Holding the rifle in his hand, he rushed up the mountain ridge with a desperate attitude.
The firepower of the rear troops could at most cause them some sporadic casualties, but could not stop their offensive at all.
"Captain, the enemy's heavy machine gun firepower is too fierce, we have no way to fight back!" Dong Xulin, the reconnaissance platoon leader, shouted anxiously.
"Their attack speed is too fast, we can't stop them at all!" the squad leader shouted.
"Da da da……"
As soon as he finished speaking, a barrage of heavy machine gun bullets flew towards him. One bullet hit him between the eyebrows. Then he fell down in the trench with a pair of big eyes and a stunned expression on his face before death, and instantly turned into a corpse.
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Li Hao, the squad leader, knew him. He was an old Red Army soldier and had just recovered and returned to the army.
Li Hao did not expect that he would die on the battlefield for the first time after returning to the team, and was very heartbroken.
His face sank and he ordered: "Get grenades ready!"
"Platoon Commander Dong, use grenades to place a few booby traps on the position. It will slow down the enemy's pursuit!"
"We will retreat as soon as we finish throwing the grenades. No one can fire one more shot."
"Throw grenades and retreat~" Li Hao ordered decisively when the rapidly attacking Japanese soldiers had reached more than 40 meters in front of the formation.
He held the grenade in his hand, smashed it on the ground next to him, and then threw it out with all his strength.
Being condescending, the guerrillas could throw grenades forty meters in front of the formation, but the Japanese could not throw the grenades up.
In the violent explosion, the unstoppable offensive of the Japanese offensive troops finally came to a halt.
"Everyone retreat~" Li Hao ordered again.
After confirming that all living soldiers had withdrawn from the battlefield, Li Hao and Dong Xulin finally evacuated their positions.
"Kill me~" the Japanese captain who was following the attacking force shouted anxiously.
"The Eighth Route Army on the mountain ridge has escaped. Hurry up and kill them. If you don't rush, there will be no chance!"
Rushing up the mountain ridge, the Eighth Route Army's ambush position contained corpses that could not be taken away, bullet casings all over the ground, and damaged weapons, but not a single living person.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has retreated to the south!" a sergeant reminded.
The squadron leader held the command knife and pointed in the direction of Li Hao's retreat and ordered.
"Pursue, never let them escape, catch up with them and kill them!"
"Boom...boom..."
As soon as his men moved, three explosions sounded in front of them.
The alert squadron leader subconsciously threw himself on the ground, causing a dog to eat its shit.
After waiting for a long time without hearing any explosion, he got up from the ground with a look of pain on his face.
"Captain, it's a booby trap! The Eighth Route Army set up booby traps on their retreat. We have four warriors injured and killed!" A second lieutenant rushed over and reported.
A flash of panic flashed from the eyes of the squadron leader to the squad leader.
He had heard about booby traps. As long as there were grenades, the terrain under his feet was complex enough and they could be deployed everywhere, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
Now that I saw it with my own eyes, the squadron leader was also shocked.
Looking around again, there was still a small group of subordinates left, and a hint of fear flashed across their faces.
Let them fight the enemy face to face, even if they know that they will die, they will not frown, because at least they will know how they will die.
But booby traps are different, they are hard to guard against and you don't know when they will explode. Although they are all dead, this kind of inexplicable death is undoubtedly more frightening.
The squadron leader was struggling internally.
If you continue to pursue and kill, not only will the remaining subordinates become more and more frightened by the booby traps, but the few remaining troops may be killed and injured by the booby traps, and the entire army will be destroyed.
If he didn't pursue him, his promise to Major Noda would not be fulfilled.
He hesitated for a long time with a painful look on his face before making a decision, and then he answered with a long sigh.
"The troops stop chasing and clean the battlefield!"
"The Eighth Route Army is too cunning. There must be booby traps all over the retreat. We don't have enough troops and can't afford to lose."
On the way the guerrillas retreated, Dong Xulin's tense nerves finally relaxed when he saw that the Japanese did not catch up.
"Captain, the Japanese didn't catch up!"
This is good news, but there is no smile on Li Hao's face.
Soon, Dong Xulin's face became serious. He knew why captain Li Hao was unhappy.
A well-planned ambush not only failed to win, but fell into the trap of the Japs, causing the ambush troops to suffer heavy casualties.
As the planner and commander of the ambush, Li Hao has an unshirkable responsibility.
The heavy expression on Li Hao's face did not change until he returned to the secret camp.
"Captain, it's not your fault!" the instructor Liu Wenshan comforted.
"Our intelligence is wrong, and it can be clearly seen that this is a conspiracy of the Japanese to target us, to lure us out of the mountains, and then take the opportunity to kill us! Fortunately, captain, you ordered the troops to retreat in time, otherwise the losses of the attacking troops would have been even greater
big!"
Li Hao's heavy face finally changed, and he said to the instructor with a heartbroken expression.
"My heart aches for those soldiers who sacrificed their lives!"
Speaking of casualties, Liu Wenshan's face turned ugly. He took a deep breath and replied: "We had four platoons and two machine gun squads participating in the battle. There were 186 people before the war. A total of 74 people were withdrawn, and there were 11 wounded among them.
A total of 112 people died..."
"Snapped……"
Li Hao slammed his clenched fist on the table in front of him. His big eyes were round and red as if he could spit out fire. He was very angry.
He knew that the troops suffered heavy casualties, which could be seen from the reconnaissance platoon that retreated with him.
But the real casualties were obviously greater than expected.
Liu Wenshan hesitated and continued: "The equipment losses were also huge. Four light machine guns, two grenade launchers, and 85 rifles were blown up and lost!"
"In addition, nearly 3,000 rounds of various bullets were used, 28 special grenades for grenades, 28 grenades, and 10 hand grenades..."
The anger on Li Hao's face became even stronger, and he cursed directly: "Blood debts must be repaid with blood. We must take revenge for this fiasco!"
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