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Chapter 262

Several grenades had just been set up, and before they had time to fire, the intensive gunfire on the left wing stopped.

The sergeant hesitated and reported: "Sir, the Eighth Route Army seems to have retreated!"

Second Lieutenant Ono subconsciously wanted to order the troops to retreat and leave.

The screams that kept ringing in his ears made him hesitate for a moment, decided to stop temporarily, and then ordered.

"Rescue the wounded immediately, take them with you to continue the retreat, and return to the station immediately!"

Soon a sergeant came over with a sullen expression: "Sir, we had a total of 62 casualties in the raid just now, 38 of whom were killed in battle. Others were seriously injured and needed to be carried away. There were 21 imperial soldiers among them!"

"The ones who attacked us on Bageya Road must be the Eighth Route Army who attacked us just now. They have two heavy machine guns. That's why the casualties of the troops are so high!"

Second Lieutenant Ono suppressed the anger that kept pouring out of his heart and made a judgment, then ordered.

"Carry the wounded and retreat immediately. We can't stay here any longer, otherwise the Eighth Route Army that just attacked us will run in front of us again and continue to ambush us!"

"Hi!" the sergeant replied quickly, and then went to give the order.

In the wilderness not far away, Li Hao was also on his way with a rifle.

There was no road and no torches, so everyone was in a very embarrassed state. If they fell down, they got up and kept running forward without any intention of stopping.

"Quick, speed up. We are not far from the Japs station here. We must rush in front of them and beat them again. This opportunity is rare and we must not let it go!" Li Hao commanded while breathing heavily.

"Captain, the Japanese army has also begun to retreat!" Dong Xulin, who was running next to Li Hao, caught up and reminded him with an anxious look on his face.

"They have roads and torches. We have nothing and we will definitely not be able to keep up with them!"

Li Hao did not stop: "They have advantages, but they also have disadvantages. Don't forget that they also carried dozens of wounded people, and we don't have any wounded!"

"Our guard platoon, reconnaissance platoon, and fourth platoon are not vegetarians. They will definitely help us slow down the retreat of these Japanese and puppet troops!"

"Da da da……"

The sound of gunfire is the best proof of Li Hao's answer.

The Japanese and puppet troops holding torches were attacked and had to stop and fight back.

The exchange of fire only lasted for more than ten seconds, and the Japanese and puppet troops only stopped for more than ten seconds before starting to retreat again.

But in just these ten seconds, the distance between the two troops increased by dozens of meters.

"You've all heard the gunshots. The guard platoon, reconnaissance platoon and fourth platoon have already started to take action. We must not waste such a good opportunity. Keep going and speed up!"

When he was less than 800 meters away from the Japanese and puppet army station, Li Hao finally saw an ideal ambush position.

"Add all the light and heavy machine guns..." Li Hao ordered while lying on the ground.

He took out the cannon from the box, loaded the bullet and put it aside. Then he picked up the rifle and continued to order while loading the gun.

"In order to carry the wounded, the Japanese and puppet troops have separated. This time we will only attack the Japanese, not the puppet troops. The light and heavy machine guns will concentrate their firepower on me to beat them hard!"

"The reconnaissance platoon is in ambush in front. The closer to the Japanese and puppet troops, the better. As soon as the gunshots here sound, you throw grenades, two grenades per person. After throwing them, charge."

"You are equipped with the most pistols. When charging, all rifles are replaced by short guns. You can kill the remaining Japs on the battlefield immediately and force the puppet troops to surrender..."

The Japanese and puppet troops who were retreating all the way were also very anxious. The troops were retreating very quickly. Second Lieutenant Ono was still very dissatisfied and kept urging.

"We need to speed up. The station is just ahead. We can survive when we get back to the station!"

"We are now competing for time with the Eighth Route Army who ambushed us. It is a desperate race for time!"

The puppet troops carrying their casualties were obviously slower than the Japanese soldiers.

They also knew that they could survive if they returned to the military camp, so they all ran forward as hard as they could.

But the injured person on the stretcher was too heavy, and the two people carrying the stretcher had to cooperate with each other, so it was impossible to run too fast.

After only running two to three hundred meters, the Japanese and puppet troops mixed together were separated by a lot of distance.

More than sixty Japanese soldiers rushed to the front, and hundreds of puppet troops ran behind carrying the wounded.

"shot……"

"Bang... da da da..."

Light machine guns, heavy machine guns, fired bullets at the Japs as if they were free of charge. The Japs who just wanted to retreat for their lives were hit by bullets in pieces, and fell to the ground screaming.

What Second Lieutenant Ono was most worried about happened. His face suddenly turned pale, and then he began to issue orders to counterattack.

At this moment, all the Japs' eyes were focused on the fire platoon.

Under the cover of darkness and gunfire, no one noticed the nearby reconnaissance platoon.

Just when the Japanese panicked for a while and some people began to fight back, they took action.

More than thirty grenades fell from the sky and landed around them.

"Boom boom boom..."

The powerful power of the grenade was fully demonstrated. The Japs used to use grenades to blow up others. For the first time, they personally felt the powerful power of the grenade when they blew themselves up.

In the violent explosion, fireballs and black smoke rose into the sky, quickly covering the battlefield.

There were heart-rending screams and curses from the Japanese everywhere.

Before one round of explosions stopped, a second round of grenades fell from the sky and landed around them.

"Rumble..."

A new round of explosions rang out again.

The smoke and black smoke that enveloped the entire battlefield became more intense.

"Comrades, kill me!" Dong Xulin, holding a box cannon in his hand, got up from the ground and rushed to the battlefield.

More than thirty soldiers followed closely behind, and nearly one-third of them held box cannons and tortoise boxes and rushed to the front.

The rifleman held the rifle in his hand with the bayonet already mounted, ready to rush to the battlefield to kill the Japanese.

One round of rapid fire attack plus two rounds of more than fifty powerful grenades.

Most of the little Japs were beaten to death or blown up before they could even touch their guns.

Less than twenty Japs were left lying on the ground with their heads in their hands. They finally waited until the explosion stopped, got up from the ground, and prepared to continue retreating. A reconnaissance platoon with short guns in hand had already rushed in front of them.

"Pa bang bang..."

The sound of pistol shooting rang out, replacing the sound of explosions and becoming the protagonist of the battlefield.

Many Japanese soldiers had not yet reacted to the dizziness caused by the grenade explosion. Several bullets flying from nowhere had penetrated into their bodies and they fell to the ground again, with despair on their faces!

More than a dozen pistols can defeat less than twenty Japs, and one pistol can defeat even two Japs.

In a few seconds, these standing Japanese soldiers were all killed.

"Continue to attack the puppet troops behind, comrades, kill me!" Dong Xulin continued to shout while holding a pistol.

The success of the battle was completely beyond his imagination, but it also aroused his inner fighting spirit and confidence.

The reconnaissance platoon was like an unstoppable chariot, charging towards the prisoners with mighty force.

"Hand in your guns and don't kill...Chinese people don't kill Chinese people. The Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially!"

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