"Bang bang...bang bang..." The reinforcements that were leading the way forward were less than fifty meters, and a string of gunfire reached the ears of the squadron leader.

The Japanese and puppet troops reacted very quickly. Dozens of Japanese squatted on the ground, picked up their rifles and counterattacked at the place where the guns were just fired, especially the machine guns. The bullets shot by whizzed over were particularly accurate, and all flew backwards close to the slope where the guerrillas were hiding.

If Yang Xiong hadn't repeatedly told him that one person could only shoot one bullet at a sneak attack. With the Japanese response, the guerrillas would have had casualties now.

"Retreat, hurry up and hurry to the next sneak attack site!" The guerrilla captain was glad and ordered immediately.

The Japanese squadron leader held Wang Ping for the first time, but he had been fighting with the Eighth Route Army around him for a long time. This kind of battle with guns at one shot was a headache for him, but there were not many good ways, so he could only order the troops to launch a counterattack on the spot and use firepower to disperse them.

Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army has its own weaknesses and insufficient ammunition. After a few sneak attacks, they had to give up sneak attacks because they had no bullets, allowing themselves to go out of the city to perform missions every time they left the city. Although there would be some casualties under the so-called guerrilla warfare attack, overall, they were still the ones who won the final victory.

Seeing that there was no movement at the place where the gun was just now, the squadron leader immediately realized that the Eighth Route Army that had attacked him had run away.

"Baga, the cunning Eighth Route Army must have planned to sneak attack us with guerrilla warfare! They have run away, stop shooting, and don't waste bullets anymore!" The squadron leader was already irritated at this time.

As soon as he left the city gate, he was attacked by landmines. Now the Eighth Route Army began to use guerrilla warfare to attack its own cold guns.

The squadron leader is not a fool, and he can tell at a glance that this must be related to the attack on the coal mine.

Since leaving the city, most of the hour has passed, but the troops have only left the city gate less than 500 meters. According to this marching degree, it is definitely impossible for me to walk the remaining five kilometers without a few hours.

However, can the more than 100 defenders of the Bultoling Coal Mine last for a few hours?

The bear object with an irritable face frowned and ordered.

"Don't worry about these sneak attackers. They lack ammunition and can't do anything to us. The troops continue to advance and march to reinforce the coal mines, right away!"

"Bang bang bang..." Perhaps in response to the Japanese squadron leader's contempt for the guerrillas, the gunshots rang out on the other side of the road as soon as the order was issued.

"Dadada..." Dozens of Japanese nearby stopped subconsciously and began to fight back.

"Stop shooting, the Eighth Route Army has run away, don't waste bullets anymore! The troops continue to advance and march forward quickly!" The squadron leader frowned and ordered.

This time, the squadron leader was destined to make a wrong judgment.

Several guerrillas were like sticking their dog skin plaster, and they shot them a few times every minute or two. No matter how the Japanese used firepower to disperse them, they could never drive them away.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army is too cunning. In just ten minutes, the cold gun that attacked us caused the casualties of six Imperial Army, and the Imperial Army also lost more than a dozen people!"

"Bageya Road, isn't the Tujiao Route insufficient ammunition? Where did they get so much ammunition today? It's a bit like a sneak attack and stop!" the squadron leader cursed loudly.

Just as he was frowning and thinking about the solution, a platoon leader of the Imperial Army in front suddenly rushed over.

"Taijun! No, sir, there is an Eighth Route Army blocking force in front of you. It is a regular Eighth Route Army unit. There are machine guns on their positions!"

As soon as the report was completed, the team that was marching forward stopped.

"It's the Eighth Route Army's blocking force. They want to stop us from reinforcement of coal mines!" The squadron leader immediately made a judgment that everyone knew, and then ordered.

"The first team of the Imperial Army will immediately reinforce the First Company of the Imperial Army to cover their attack, break through the Eighth Route Army's blocking position, and continue to reinforce the coal mine!"

A company of the Imperial Army, under the supervision of dozens of Japanese soldiers behind him, was carefully approaching the Eighth Route Army's blocking position with rifles.

Company Commander Zhang Hao was very nervous because this was the first time since the army was established to fight a positional battle with the enemy.

Many of his soldiers were just drawn from the guerrillas, and the only few battles since the establishment of the troops were also fighting guerrilla wars with the Japanese and puppet troops.

Zhang Hao, who was very afraid that his subordinates would lose their chains on the battlefield, walked back and forth behind the earth slope, and encouraged his subordinates not to be afraid.

"Comrades, keep calm, aim at the enemy, and fire again after receiving the order!"

"The enemy also carries a head on both shoulders, and a bullet will still take their lives. We have ammunition sufficient, so we aim at it, don't be afraid of wasting bullets!"

Zhang Hao, who had walked around the position, just returned to Yang Xiong, and Yang Xiong patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Don't be nervous, they are just the Imperial Army. Once I show off my killer weapon, they will collapse!"

After saying that, Yang Xiong ordered the second company commander behind him: "High machine guns and mortars are all set up for me, scare the Japanese and puppet troops in front of me, and tell them not to rush so quickly!"

"Dadada..." Two heavy machine guns, a Czech-made in Zhang Hao's hand, fired together, and the whizzing bullets were like death scythes, instantly swept down the seven or eight imperial troops in front.

The Imperial Army, who was quick to react, quickly lay on the ground and avoided the strafing of three light and heavy machine guns.

The Imperial Army, which had a slower reaction, was constantly beaten to death and fell to the ground.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army actually equipped heavy machine guns! When did they have such good equipment?" The Japanese squad leader who was supervising the battle behind shouted in shock.

Then he frowned and ordered: "Attack, continue to attack. Everyone gets up and continues to rush forward. The Imperial Army will use grenade launchers to cover you!"

The Imperial Army, who had just escaped, all looked fearful, but in order not to be killed by bullets from behind, they still got up and continued to rush forward.

"Shoot, don't stop the machine gun, kill them!" Yang Xiong ordered with a calm face.

Then he ordered Zhang Hao, who was stunned by his side, and said, "Company Commander Zhang, the Imperial Army is about to rush up, so you can let your people shoot."

"This is the highest opportunity for troops to adapt to the battlefield and practice combat training. Don't miss it."

Zhang Hao suddenly reacted: "Thank you, Battalion Commander Yang. Today, I, Old Zhang, have gained some knowledge. It turns out that the battle can be fought like this, which is so exciting. After firing all the guns in a row, the enemy has been suppressed by heavy machine guns. I can rest assured to fight!"

The Imperial Army was constantly killed in front of the position. The living Imperial Army continued to rush forward with the bullets under the threat of bayonets behind him.

The Japanese hiding behind were not idle either. They rushed up to set up grenade launchers, trying to kill two heavy machine guns that were screaming.

Yang Xiong stared at the Japanese behind the Imperial Army. Seeing them erecting guns, he ordered without saying a word: "The artillery fires the guns and blows off the Japanese grenade launcher behind them!"

"Woooo... boom..." As soon as two screams rang out above the head, a violent explosion rang behind the Imperial Army.

Caught off guard, five or six Japanese soldiers were blown up directly, and a grenade cannon was also affected.

"Baga, it's a mortar. How is it possible? How can the Eighth Route Army be equipped with mortars!" The appearance of heavy machine guns shocked the captain. The appearance of the mortar directly subverted the captain's understanding of the Eighth Route Army.

Although I was equipped with a grenade launcher, I was definitely not the opponent of the mortar. If I continued to attack, except for being passively beaten and killed, I could not threaten the defenders on the position.
Chapter completed!