"Nani?"

"The second and third squadron were ambushed and requested support..."

"What's going on, what about Master Tian?"

Kimura is now furious. What he just received was not the news of his subordinates' victory and triumphant success, but the report of requesting support.

When Kimura heard this school, he didn't say anything and thought it was a messenger who made a mistake and asked him to go there again.

But in the end, he sent three waves of commanders, all of whom had gone but never returned. Now he began to believe that his two squadrons were in danger.

At this time, he hurried to Matsuda's command center, watched him sit leisurely, looked at here and there, and occasionally drew pictures on the map.

"Matsuda, you knew this would be the case long ago, right?"

Seeing Kimura rushing in, Matsuda knew that something must have happened to the two squadrons, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

"I wonder what Kimura Nakasa said?"

He took off his gloves and asked Ruoyan with interest, with a faint smile on his lips, which seemed to be mocking him in Kimura.

"I will definitely rescue them!"

Kimura finally said a word and walked out, saying to the several majors next to him:

"Detect immediately and rescue the second and third squadron!"

"Hi!"

The two Japanese lords quickly held the command center and ran away. At this time, the only major left beside him asked with some concern:

"Zhongzuo, the general has not agreed to this matter yet. Should I ask for instructions on reinforcements?"

"No, I can make my own decision!"

Kimura replied seriously, but he didn't know that it was because of such a wrong decision that he pushed himself off the cliff.

The Japanese from the two squadrons quickly came around from the other side, trying to go around the rear of the Eighth Route Army, and cooperated with the two squadrons in front to attack the Sixth Battalion.

At this time, the Fifth Battalion was ready and was waiting for the Japanese reinforcements to come.

At this moment, there were traces of gunpowder everywhere on the Sixth Camp, and there were countless bullet craters on the ground, and bullets were shuttled back and forth among the soldiers on both sides.

Whoosh!

Twist...

The heavy machine guns on the high ground on both sides kept firing, and the chains performed its powerful dance steps in the air, jumping up and down.

There are four or five soldiers next to the Min-24, one shooter and one deputy, and two people in charge of ammunition.

"Quick, ammunition!"

A long chain of bullets was quickly finished. The soldier operating the machine gun shouted, and then another chain of bullets pressed into the gun. He fired them wildly with just two clicks.

A Czech style on the other side was also shooting wildly. At this time, a man in his thirties looked at the red barrel and suddenly shouted:

"Quick, give me the barrel!"

"No more, they're all on other guns!"

Rapid-firing guns often require replacement of barrels, especially those in Czech styles. When this person heard that there was no more, he immediately asked again:

"Where is water? Is there any water?"

"have!"

A soldier quickly brought a kettle, but there was only a little water inside. He poured it on the barrel and a ball of hot steam rushed up, but the barrel was still very hot.

“Is there any more?”

"No, I've finished drinking the water. The water behind it will take a while before it can be delivered!"

"Then pee and take off my pants!"

After saying that, the two of them hurried in the trench, knelt on the ground and took off their pants, peed at the barrel. This method was really good, and the barrel really cooled down.

I saw this big man reinstalling the barrel and then firing.

The Japanese are in trouble now. They have only brought two heavy machine guns in total, but now they have all been destroyed, leaving only some light machine guns.

Several grenade launchers tried to blow up the Eighth Route Army's heavy machine gun position, but they threw it several times but didn't throw it there, either falling out or bounced away.

"Haoku, go to the front and blow it up for me!"

A Japanese master shouted, covering his arm, and a few grenade launchers had just left, but were instantly shot into a sieve by heavy machine guns, screaming.

"Baga, has Zhongzuo's reinforcements not arrived yet?"

"The fifth communications soldier has just been sent, but there has not been a response yet!"

The adjutant next to him also replied with bloody faces. They did not expect the Tu Eighth Route Army to be so powerful, and they completely crushed them with their number of advantages and weapons and equipment.

"Baga, Emperor's warriors, has anyone gone to blow up that heavy machine gun position? I will personally ask the general for your merits!"

"I!"

A Japanese immediately stood up, picked up a bomb and rushed out. Unfortunately, he couldn't throw it over and was killed by a heavy machine gun.

"Hahahaha, it's so satisfying! The combat power of these Japanese is not as good as those of them before! You see, the shooting skills are much worse!"

After a veteran shot a Japanese man in the head, he laughed and pulled the bolt again to find the next target.

The battle lasted for more than four hours, and the two sides finally stopped temporarily, but the Japanese reinforcements had not arrived for a long time.

That was because they were also ambushed on the way to reinforcements. When the Fifth Battalion came, it pulled a landmine and killed more than a hundred people and many wounded soldiers in an instant.

The Japanese faced the challenge in a hurry, but the bullets next to them shot like raindrops, making a hole in the Japanese.

"Baga, there is an ambush!"

A Japanese soldier shouted, just as he wanted to hide, he exploded his head with a bullet coming, and blood flew more than two meters away.

Twist...

The heavy machine guns on one side were firing wildly. The sniper and good marksman killed the Japanese carrying heavy machine guns as soon as possible. Someone got close to the heavy machine gun and killed them.

The Japanese's two heavy machine guns were completely fired. Fortunately, the Japanese were a little more cautious this time and brought four heavy machine guns.

But after a round of battle, the Japanese realized that they had suffered more than half of their casualties. They thought of mortars, but the messenger had just run a few steps away when a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the sky.

Chirp~

A series of shells fell next to the Japanese, like blooming flowers. One Japanese legs were instantly blown away, while some of his lower body disappeared instantly, and his intestines trembled out.

One of the Japanese masters had an arm blown away, and another master had a big hole in his head. I don’t know which sniper killed him.

“Retreat, retreat!”

Looking at this situation, the Japanese Grandpa also felt that they should retreat. Unfortunately, they had just retreated dozens of meters away when a row of bullets suddenly shot over, instantly knocking dozens of Japanese in the front row to the ground.

Dada dada...

The bullets were shooting wildly, and it was only a matter of time before these Japanese were wiped out.

Kimura, behind the Japanese, was now anxious, but unexpectedly, his decision was made to ruin the strength of nearly a thousand soldiers in four squadrons.
Chapter completed!