The Eighth Route Army in the village seemed to have no idea of ​​cherishing bullets at all.

The light machine gun still intermittently suppressed the southwest side of the village.

Puchi... Puchi... Crack, the sound of bullets shooting in the air is endless.

Balls of dust after balls of dust flutter, and occasionally a ball of red and white blood brain fog will rise.

The bullet whistled above his head, destroying everything he passed by, and the craters formed after hitting the soil on the east side of the trench continued to increase, and the violent impact with the ground seemed to tear the ground apart.

The machine gun ballistics are always pulled from south to north within a certain section of the puppet army trenches, and then from north to south.

The rifle bullets shot from afar kept harvesting the heads of some Japanese observers who were not afraid of death.

There were more than 300 Japanese devils in the village. Except for a few seriously injured, the death commando was almost wiped out.

After several consecutive attacks on the village, a Japanese infantry squadron lost nearly half.

The Japanese puppet army hidden in the trenches on the north side were suddenly fired by heavy machine guns and did not have time to react at all. The puppet died terrible.

The whole ditch is like a purgatory on earth.

Some Japanese soldiers near the command center on the south side were stabbed to death, and armored vehicles shot at the trenches on the north side.

The devils finally realized something was wrong.

The situation is not complicated, uh...it's in danger!

The second lieutenant went to the command center to hold a meeting before the battle. He started from the command center to fire the gun, but he never saw a return or saw a new order.

Totally unreasonable.

The first team of soldiers who were close to the command center finally couldn't help but shout, and asked the other soldiers who were scattered nearby to bring people to the command center with him.

The Japanese battlefield discipline was far beyond the reach of the puppet army, and the orders of the First Squad were fully implemented.

The Japanese who originally thought they had escaped from the village by chance gathered again and began to head north.

The trench was not deep, and the middle was filled with Imperial Army roaring bullets.

These idiots who are afraid of death seem to not understand the orders of the Imperial Army.

Helplessly, the Japanese who were waving northwards in a strange posture, posing bayonets and shouting loudly.

The puppet soldiers were honest and took the initiative to squeeze in half and gave up their other half for the Japanese to go north.

The Japanese finally formed a line, cursing with Chen that the trench was too shallow, and they had to avoid bullets above their heads when moving, and they could not even straighten their legs when they were marching.

It's a bit like walking a duck step.

This is the speed of going north cannot be faster.

There are endless sounds of bullets on your head, and you will be shot whenever you appear.

The puppet soldiers looked at the Japanese passing by, pretending to know nothing.

This matter is not mixed!

boom...

After the Japanese in the south left.

A huge ball of fire suddenly appeared under the armored vehicle that was still shooting eastward at the southern end, instantly wrapped the armored vehicle.

Following the northernmost armored vehicle, a huge fireball appeared again under the car...

The sergeant who was leading the army immediately stopped and turned his head, with a look of fear on his face.

The five armored vehicles, only the one in the middle, now seem to have stopped shooting.

The heavy machine gun seems to be slowly pointing east...

Although the rotation speed is very slow, the sergeant has a premonition: the muzzle of the heavy machine gun will definitely point to the south between his rush to the command center.

There was no other choice, and the sergeant screamed: "Get out of the trench, throw the grenade, and blow up the armored vehicle..."

The imperial army, who was moving in the trench, heard the order and jumped out of the trench and charged towards the command center with great strides.

More than 300 Japanese were in trouble and sad, and now there are only more than 30 who can carry guns to battle!

The Japanese, who was fearless and fearless, had a temper again and ran into the middle.

...

Village.

Observers report the situation loudly from time to time.

Hu Yi can see clearly from his telescope.

Seeing the Japanese on the south side charging towards Liu Yuanqing, who had dropped the Japanese command center, immediately ordered: "Firepower cover, Western Front, everyone, come out!"

The Eighth Route Army in the village suddenly emerged under the cover of machine guns.

One, two...

It quickly pulled into a line...

Then pull into pieces.

There was clearly a company of puppet troops in the south of the village, but there was no response at all.

Because, the sharp-eyed observer saw the injured regiment commander standing next to the only remaining armored vehicle, personally waved his flag to signal that each unit would not fire!

More than a hundred figures from the village marched westward into a large area.

The two wings were warned to the outside world, and the black muzzle was shrouded in the sun.

The team in the middle kept firing and firing westwards, and the Japanese charging in the middle immediately fell down one by one.

Someone began to emerge in the trenches and fired cold guns at the Japanese who rushed out of the trenches.

Follow the submachine guns in the command center.

A certain Japanese man roughly saw the situation in the command center before being shot.

He smashed the grenade cap with the safety on the helmet, then raised his arm and threw the grenade into the pit of the command center.

The fake regiment commander was shocked when he looked at the grenade thrown over. He didn't care about being forced by Li Laosan to wave the flag, and directly lie in front of a standard tactic, and then turned over and drilled into the underside of the armored vehicle next to him.

Zhang Xiaodao widened his eyes and swung the 38 rifle that had just been seized in his hand for half a circle. The stock suddenly contacted the grenade that hit him, and directly knocked the grenade away and landed in the west of the pit.

Then, three or four black grenades flew over from the south one after another...

Li Laosan screamed strangely: "Run quickly, get out of this pit..."

The soldiers who heard Li Laosan's order quickly crawled out of the Japanese command center and quickly fell down.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was standing in the pit, opened his eyes wide open and shouted: "Good come!"

Holding the barrel in one hand and the body in the other hand, the body rotates, and the rifle stock rotates violently.

Bangbangbangbang...

He knocked the four grenades that were smashed to fly three times...

The Japanese hand-cranked machine gun tower was too failed, and Liu Yuanqing kept spinning his arms and wrists while holding the shaking handle.

The heavy machine gun finally pointed to the trench to the south.

The sweaty hand left the handle for the palm and put on the trigger of the heavy machine gun.

Twist...

The ballistics of heavy machine guns continued to rush towards the Japanese who scattered and rushed towards the armored vehicles.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers who rushed out of the village shouted and killed and gunshots were clamoring, and bullets poured into the Japanese crowd that had lost their trenches as if they were not money.

Boom boom boom boom...

The grenade that was smashed by Zhang Xiaodao finally ended after it hit the ground.

A sudden explosion.

The explosions of smoke columns almost completely enveloped the Japanese command center.

Several puppet troops who had been nervous had never experienced such a situation. When they saw the dust flying, they immediately jumped out of the trenches and ran westward.

In their opinion, leaving here is the best choice.

Animals have a herd mentality, and so are the puppet troops.

Even if only one person really ran out, and there seemed to be nothing wrong, there would be two...

Soon, the puppet troops in the trenches southwest of the village all climbed out of the trenches and ran westward in a mess.

He ran out of a mile in one breath, and the most happy puppet army suddenly discovered that it was originally empty in the wilderness to the west.

A figure suddenly appeared in a ditch two or three hundred meters away in front.

Then, more figures appeared.

The sunlight heats the air and deforms the vision, and the shadowy figures seem to be like ghosts of the dark night in the sun.

Dada dada...

The sound of light machine gun shooting caused the escaped puppet troops to fall down immediately.

The bullet did not rush towards the crowd and landed at a location twenty or thirty meters in front of the puppet army.

A cloud of dust splashed.

A loud voice shouted loudly in the distance: "We are the Eighth Route Army. We put down our weapons, seize the gun and do not kill them, and treat prisoners with preferential treatment..."

On the road to Weicheng (Wei County to Cheng'an County), a vast team was trotting westward.

A traitor from a certain reconnaissance team reported that the Imperial Army car was attacked on the road, leaving more than a dozen Imperial Army bodies on the ground, and the car was stolen by the guerrillas.

The Imperial Army adviser stationed in the Autonomous Army immediately ordered the Second Brigade to send a regiment immediately.
Chapter completed!