After withdrawing from the front line, the Sixth Battalion quickly retreated into the rear position.

I originally thought the Japanese would be confused or stay for a while and could not even be trapped so easily.

But they were wrong. The Japanese's head looked different from theirs, and they actually brought their troops to die without stopping.

"Wang Dacheng, are your cannons ready?"

The Sixth Battalion Commander had just received news from the front-line scouts that the Japanese were less than five miles away from them and were still advancing at a rapid speed.

This time he asked cautiously at the artillery company commander next to him.

Because it was the first battle after the New Year, all the troops were watching them. If the Japanese defeated this time, it would definitely be of great significance.

"Don't worry, battalion commander, the cannons have been prepared long ago. Only the Japanese enter the artillery area to ensure that none of them can escape!"

That's right, these artillery are not prepared to be the first to enter the battle, but are waiting for the Japanese to retreat before using them, so that they will never return.

"That's good. Everyone has prepared for me. You can't let a Japanese man go!"

"yes!"

The order spread to the surroundings layer by layer. This time he would use infantry with five companies, artillery companies and several grenade launchers.

This time the Japanese only had infantry, and probably didn't even bring a few mortars, so they were confident that they could eat them.

"Haoku!"

At this moment, a major from the Japanese was riding on the horse, indicating that the infantry should advance quickly and destroy the nearby Tu Eighth Route Army.

These Japanese were also like they were injected with chicken blood. When they saw the Eighth Route Army retreating, their strength became much stronger in an instant. They tried their best to chase after them, but they never thought that their grave was ahead.

"Tian Gongjun, how do you think the combat effectiveness of this group of 8th Route Army?"

At this moment, one of the majors asked the other major that the reinforced squadrons under their independent infantry brigade had nearly 300 troops and their combat effectiveness was also very strong.

"They can't do it. They just persisted for half an hour before fleeing in panic. However, this mobility seems to be good, especially in this mountainous area, which fully utilizes their advantages. However, fighting position wars is definitely not a match for the Huang army."

Although the Japanese were arrogant, they were not stupid at all. At least they saw the advantage of the enemy and us. Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that this time they were completely out of the Eighth Route Army uniforms. In fact, the battalions of the independent detachment were not bad at all in the positional battles.

Just kidding, with such strong firepower and logistical support, if the battle is not bad, the commander will probably be a big deal.

"Yo Xi, I think the Eighth Route Army should be right in front. This time, we will let the 20th Division take a good look at the power of our Ninth Brigade!"

After saying that, the Japanese Grandpa continued to order the Japanese next to him to speed up.

At this moment, Li Jian was leisurely waiting for news in the command center.

Zhao Yiyi was rarely at the command center. When she saw Li Jian lying down again, she didn't know what to say about him.

Xiaojing, a girl, has been surprisingly well-behaved in recent days. She did not come to harass Li Jian, but instead studied hard at school, and came from time to time to "steal" Li Jian for some food to make a tooth sacrifice.

"Little Sword, I heard that the battle in the south has begun, why are you still so leisurely?"

Zhao Yiyi usually doesn't care about combat affairs, but it doesn't mean she doesn't know anything.

"Yes, those Japanese have to come and die. Do you think I can't satisfy them!"

Li Jian spit out a persimmon cake core from his mouth and replied helplessly.

Zhao Yiyi looked at Li Jian like this and immediately thought of finding something for him to do.

"Come on, come and see this. This is the output of our arsenal in the past month!"

After saying that, he handed Li Jian a list, and he reluctantly took it. He finally had time to sleep, so Zhao Yiyi caught him.

"The eight-one-half automatic rifles are 762.

Refined mp40 submachine guns with 318 refined ones.

There are 203 thug guns.

There are 887 official rifles.

Seventy-two thousand bullets of various types

…”

Anyway, it recorded the weapons and ammunition output of the arsenal. Originally, Zhao Yiyi was correcting the documents and wanted Li Jian to give her suggestions after reading them, but in the end she found that Li Jian had lost the following text as she was reciting, so she stretched her head to take a look.

Damn Li Jian fell asleep!

At this moment, the battle on the Sixth Battalion was about to begin. After the Japanese entered the ambush circle, the ground first exploded, and the soil splashed in the sky. By the way, the Japanese were thrown high and turned into corpses after falling down.

"Baga, there is an ambush!"

The Japanese were not stupid at all. Even if the soldiers didn't call them, they knew there was an ambush, so they quickly responded and avoided as much as possible.

Unfortunately, this was ineffective. When they hid behind some boulders, they exploded with a bang.

The Eighth Route Army is not a fool, so it has installed landmines in these places.

The Japanese were very energetic at the beginning and shot around because they knew that the Eighth Route Army must be on the high ground on both sides.

Boom~boom~boom~boom~

A series of explosions sounded, and figures were blown into the sky, and the helmet fell on the stone and thudded.

Some Japanese men's bodies were blown to pieces, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as riddled with holes.

A Japanese man was injured in his neck. The medical soldier just came over and pulled his hand covering his neck to find that half of his neck was gone, and the tendons and veins inside were clearly visible.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Because my throat was blown away, I could only make a choking sound and couldn't even speak.

Then some stone-like things began to fall from the sky.

At this time, many of their stone thunders were hit on the Japanese because they used the method of ignition of leads instead of hitting the ground and bombing. At the beginning, they actually killed and injured many Japanese.

When the two Japanese masters realized that this was a trap, they quickly ordered the troops to retreat and could no longer stay in this canyon.

But they ran less than a hundred meters, and some sharp sounds came from the sky as if something had cut through the air.

Chirp...

"No, Tu Eighth Route Army artillery!"

The Japanese were not stupid at all, they were just a little arrogant. Looking at the bombs that fell to the ground, the battlefield was instantly filled with smoke and mud.

One by one, the Japanese were blown up and flew away.

The Japanese had no choice but to retreat. At this time, they wanted to quickly rush to the high ground on both wings, and at the worst they could compete with the Eighth Route Army for bayonets!

But they were wrong again. The heavy machine guns on both sides opened fire violently at the bottom, and the bullets rushed in like money.

Twist...

Looking at the seven or eight heavy machine guns with flames, the Japanese Grandpa was stunned in an instant. Didn’t it mean that a regiment of the Eighth Route Army may not necessarily have a heavy machine gun? Why are there so many now, and there are so many light machine guns that can’t be counted?

In an instant, they thought of Matsuda's previous pity, and at this time they realized that they might be really wrong.

This is a premeditated ambush by the Eighth Route Army!
Chapter completed!