"Comrades, fight with me, you can't let the Japanese kill all the brothers kill!" The murderous intent of Zhang Hao's three company commanders was immediately aroused, and he led his subordinates to rush towards the mine.

"Bang bang bang!" Soon, the Japanese counterattack gunshots sounded in the mine.

The gunshots were sparse and very messy, but the accuracy was very good. Two gunshots would definitely lead to an Eighth Route Army falling on the charge.

"These are sporadic Japanese soldiers, don't be afraid! The machine gunners cover and shoot, and the riflemen rushed forward and killed them!" Several company commanders responded immediately.

"Da da da da!" The three companies equipped six machine guns kept firing, and a string of bullets shot out at the place where the guns were just fired in the mine.

The rifleman next to him rushed forward immediately, holding a rifle loaded with bullets in his hand, firing at the Japanese at any time.

"Bang bang bang..." At this moment, several messy gunshots sounded from the mine, far away from the position where the machine gunners were suppressing fire. Several riflemen rushed to the front and were shot in the chest on the spot and fell on the charge.

"Baoba!" The soldier holding a rifle in his hand, as he was prepared, quickly fired and dozens of bullets flew over immediately.

However, the Japanese reacted too quickly and they shrank their bodies back as soon as they fired. The bullets that flew over did not kill a single Japanese except for shooting a bunch of Mars on the ore pile.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were killed ore-hiding, but none of the Japanese hiding behind the ore pile died. Zhang Hao's face turned gloomy and pointed at the three company commanders and cursed.

"What are you doing for? No matter how many Japanese people can handle it!"

"The machine gunners cover fire, and the riflemen circumvented their wings, scattered as much as possible and killed them. There were not many Japanese people, and as long as we were fast, they could not shoot a few bullets!"

After seven or eight more soldiers died, Zhang Hao led his team to finally break into the ore pile where the Japanese were hiding.

"Get out, it's embarrassing that only seven Japanese soldiers caused us casualties to 24 soldiers. If you don't want to be looked down upon by your brothers, continue to rush forward and eliminate the Japanese more!" Zhang Hao, who was full of anger, cursed mercilessly at the three company commanders under his command.

At this time, Yang Xiong rushed over!

"Battleman Zhang, it's not their fault. The Japanese plan to fight street battles with us. Our regiment commander had just expected it. Considering that you have no experience in street battles, the regiment commander sent us!"

Because his level is higher than Zhang Hao, Yang Xiong was not polite, so he called the three company commanders under Zhang Hao who were lowering his head over!

"Everyone comes here, I'll tell you about the skills of street fighting. Even if you haven't trained, as long as you pay attention, the next casualties can be controlled to the minimum, and you can kill more Japanese people!"

"First, the machine gun equipment I brought to you is all on the second line of defense of the Japanese, and we will win two machine guns for each infantry platoon!"

"In the next battle, we will attack in platoons. All attacking troops will not use torches, and we cannot attack along the road inside the mine!"

"Also, try not to make any noise when attacking. Just use grenades to explode when you see suspicious places. Try not to expose your target with a gun, unless the Japanese expose it first!"

"Dozens of our troops were twenty meters apart from each other and swept across the road. An attacking force was attacked by the Japanese. Friends and neighbors immediately launched a reinforcement to eliminate the Japanese attacking force from behind!

"There are not many Japanese people. As long as you fight steadily, you won't take long to consume all the remaining Japanese!"

The attack began soon. Some of the Japanese hiding in the mine looked frenzy and some were frightened, but they were all holding rifles and staring at them in front of them.

However, they waited for a long time but did not see the Eighth Route Army holding a torch appear in front of them.

When he finally heard some footsteps, the Eighth Route Army had already touched him less than 30 meters away.

But even so, under the darkness of the night, they could only see a vague figure.

"Baga, the eighth Route Army is too cunning, and they don't even trunk?" The Japanese cursed in their hearts, then raised their rifles, aimed at the blurred figure within their field of vision, and prepared to shoot.

"Pa!" But at this moment, two collisions suddenly sounded around the Japanese.

When he subconsciously turned around, a picture that made him feel desperate appeared.

Two grenades fell right behind me, and very pungent white smoke was emitting out.

"Baga!" In the face of death, the Japanese did not care about shooting. After cursing, they subconsciously lay on the ground with a rifle.

"Boom..." The Japanese's reaction was still slow, and the two grenades were obviously thrown over after delay.

As soon as his body moved, the explosion sounded behind him, and then the hot air waves and shock waves pushed him away. The Japanese clearly felt that at least four holes were cut by grenade fragments on his back, and the hot blood kept flowing out of the wound. The physical strength also slowly passed with the blood flowing out.

When he had the last bit of consciousness, he clearly heard a team of Eighth Route Army rushing towards him and then overturned himself who was lying on his face.

"The platoon leader is a Japanese man, but he is about to die. He was killed by two grenades just now!" A soldier said very excitedly.

"Haha, Chief Yang's method is indeed useful. Comrades, gather all the grenades, let's use the grenades all the way forward. The degree can be slower, but the target must not be exposed. It is a target for the Japanese!" No casualties destroyed a Japanese. The platoon leader was more excited than anyone and ordered decisively.

The Japanese, who had the last breath, wanted to scold the Eighth Route Army for being too cunning.

However, the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were talking just now did not give him a chance.

Seeing the corners of his mouth moving, the warrior who thought the Japanese were alive again stabbed a bayonet in his chest, completely ending his life.

After the attack changed, the dark battlefield suddenly became lively. Gunshots and explosions sounded.

Although the casualties of the two battalions are still increasing, the casualties of the Japanese are even greater.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army is too cunning. We attacked us in the dark, and we were all in the dark. The advantage of our street fighting was gone. Nearly a hundred people were lost in front of us. If we continue, we couldn't hold on for an hour!"

"If you let the Imperial Army take over, you will die if you don't fight!" the lieutenant ordered decisively.

"The Imperial Army has consumed a lot of supplies to form them. Now it's time for them to repay the Imperial Army. You can take a small team to supervise the battle, and if you don't obey the orders, you can kill them on the spot!"

The commander of the Imperial Army who was stationed in the iron mine was originally a battalion commander of the Jinsui Army. He was a speculator. In order not to be killed by the Japanese, he directly followed the commander to surrender to the Japanese.

For him, no matter who he is dedicated to, just let him live.

As the Imperial Army and the commander of the regiment, although he was called a traitor and was sorry for his ancestors, he was still alive after all. Therefore, he did not regret his decision to surrender to the Japanese.

But just over an hour ago, he had the idea of ​​regret for the first time.
Chapter completed!