After the gunpowder smoke that filled the corner cleared, a very tragic scene appeared in front of Huang Sheng.
A dozen Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground, no one alive.
There were also several Japanese soldiers who were blown up directly without even leaving a complete corpse behind.
Huang Sheng didn't have time to be happy when he saw the battalion headquarters' correspondent rushing towards him out of breath: "Captain Huang, the battalion commander ordered the troops to retreat to the predetermined position immediately after the battle. The blocking troops will bring the little Japs into the village. The ministries will continue to fight according to the original plan.
Fight the little devils and try to keep all the little devils who entered the village!"
"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Huang Sheng replied immediately.
Then he turned around and began to give orders: "We only need weapons and ammunition, and we will retreat immediately~"
"Especially grenades, machine guns and bullets. You can use them in a short while to fight the Japanese. Be sure to take them all away..."
At the blocking position at the entrance of the village, the Japanese artillery fire only lasted two minutes and then stopped. But even so, the position still received more than two hundred rounds of artillery shells.
The chest-high stone wall is very strong, and several gaps were blown by mortars.
The losses of the troops were even greater, with more than half of both the fire company and the independent company suffering casualties. Behind the stone wall, there were corpses of killed soldiers and wounded everywhere.
"Deputy battalion commander, the Japanese have begun to attack!" Company Commander Zhao Wen shouted.
Hong Linfeng felt aggrieved and ordered: "Bring the wounded and we retreat!"
"Stay a platoon of the independent company, retreat while fighting, and bring the little Japs who attack us into the village!"
"It's not worthwhile to stay here and be bombed. Half of our company will be blown up with one shell. The battalion commander is right. Only by bringing the Japs into the village and making the Japs outside the village afraid to fire can we reduce the casualties.
Go to the bottom!"
"Warriors, the Eighth Route Army at the entrance of the village was blown up by our artillery... rush into the village, rescue the forward troops, and kill them all!" the lieutenant squadron shouted loudly, waving his command knife like a roaring lion.
More than one hundred and forty Japanese soldiers stood up from the ground as if they had been beaten to death.
"Da da da……"
The Eighth Route Army guarding the entrance to the village began to fight back, but they only had one light machine gun and a dozen rifles.
The fight lasted less than half a minute, and this small amount of firepower was overwhelmed by the Japanese offensive firepower.
The squadron leader's last scruples disappeared, and he shouted with excitement: "The Eighth Route Army at the entrance of the village has been killed! Continue the assault and enter the village!"
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army will retreat into the village again!" a second lieutenant nearby reminded.
The squadron leader ordered without thinking: "Follow them and fight into the village to rescue the forward troops!"
After rushing into the village easily, the scene in front of me made me despair.
The corpses on the ground were all from the vanguard troops.
Only a short time later, the entire forward force was completely wiped out. The squadron leader was in bad shape, like an angry lion, yelling curses.
"Bageya Road, I want to kill all the Eighth Route Army in the village and avenge the forward troops!"
"Boom boom boom..."
Several explosions brought the angry squadron leader back to reality. Several soldiers not far away were knocked over by sudden explosions.
A second lieutenant rushed over and reported: "Sir, it's the Eighth Route Army that just retreated into the village. They used the houses on both sides of the road to cover and suddenly launched a counterattack against us..."
"These Eighth Route Army troops are so abominable, I will cut them into pieces and kill them all!" the squadron leader cursed, holding his command knife tightly.
Then he began to issue orders: "The troops will immediately enter the village in small groups, catch up with them, and kill them!"
"The Eighth Route Army that ambushed the forward troops must also be hiding in the village. I want to kill them. There are so many imperial troops in the forward troops who cannot die in vain!"
The Japanese army divided into three and quickly rushed into the alley next to the highway.
"You guys go into the yard and search. Kill all the Eighth Route Army you find. The others continue to search forward with me!" the second lieutenant pointed at a sergeant under his command and ordered.
"Dong dong..." The sound of banging on the door soon sounded behind the second lieutenant.
After a while, the closed courtyard door was knocked open, and six Japanese soldiers rushed in under the command of the sergeant, and then rushed into each room with gleaming eyes.
This kind of action is what the low-level soldiers like to do.
In peacetime, when we win battles and capture things, no matter how many benefits we gain, they cannot fall into the hands of ordinary soldiers like them.
Only the action in front of you can not only destroy the enemy, but also collect a lot of good things during the action to line your own pocket, killing two birds with one stone.
So every kid was very excited, as if there were beauties and oceans hidden in the room waiting for them to harvest.
"boom……"
The two Japanese soldiers held rifles in their hands and used the inertia brought by running to knock open the door of the wing in one go and then rushed in.
There was indeed someone hiding inside, but it was not the beautiful woman they imagined, but the Eighth Route Army.
Two soldiers, holding loaded rifles in their hands, were hiding on both sides of the door.
The Japanese who rushed into the house did not realize the danger, and because they rushed in too hastily, they directly exposed their backs to the two soldiers.
Raise the gun and shoot.
"Bang bang..."
The gunfire rang out, and the two bullets fired at close range easily penetrated the little devil's back, then passed through his chest, piercing the devil's body.
Only then did the two Japanese soldiers realize that two Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared behind them, looking at them with sneers!
"Baga...the cunning Eighth Route Army..."
The little devil, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, fell to the ground with a plop as soon as he said these words, and turned into a corpse with a look of despair on his face.
"Da da da……"
A burst of machine gun fire followed, in the next room.
The machine gunner hid behind the overturned table, his gun pointed at the door.
As soon as the two Japanese soldiers opened the door under the command of the sergeant, machine guns opened fire.
A string of seven or eight bullets flew towards them in a fan shape, and the machine gunner's bullets were not missed at a shooting distance of less than five meters.
The three Japs had no way to hide, and each of them had several bloody holes punched in their body. They fell to the ground with shock and despair on their faces.
"Boom...ah, Baga..."
The other room was more direct. The sound of explosions and the screams of the Japanese were heard in the room.
But the screams stopped after only two seconds, and then two soldiers were seen rushing out, the rifle bayonets in their hands still bleeding.
"Retreat, the little Japanese reinforcements are coming, climb over the wall and hide in the side yard!" the platoon leader ordered with excitement on his face.
As soon as the last soldier climbed over the courtyard wall, seven or eight Japanese soldiers rushed in and rushed towards three houses with rifles in hand.
The platoon leader took out a grenade and signaled to everyone. A total of eight soldiers took out grenades, and then everyone stared at the platoon leader.
The platoon leader pulled out the safety button and they followed suit. Finally, they struck the grenade together and threw it into the courtyard, which was separated only by a wall but where many Japanese soldiers gathered.
"Retreat, let's go to the next yard~" the platoon leader ordered simply and neatly after throwing the grenade.
As soon as he turned around, a series of explosions sounded in the yard, which was also mixed with the curses and screams of the little devil.
When the explosion was over, the living Japanese came over with rage, and the eight soldiers had disappeared without a trace!
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