The Japanese team following closely behind immediately accelerated their pace when they heard the gunshots. The second lieutenant led the team was not worried at all. He was in a good mood and was even glad that the leading team finally bit the tail of the Eighth Route Army.

He subconsciously believed that the combat specifications in front were definitely not large, because he judged from the gunfire that although the firefight was dense, the Imperial Warriors seemed to have not even used machine guns!

So he even asked his subordinates who were carrying heavy machine guns and mortars to speed up the marching speed, and even the emergency marching reinforcements after the battle started were not used.

Those Tu Eighth Route Army, who only know how to block the road and shoot black guns, are obviously blocking them again. As for the vanguard troops who did not use machine guns, they most probably wanted to catch the Eighth Route Army alive again.

Delaying time is a common trick by the Eighth Route Army. Even if the Eighth Route Army has two light machine guns, it cannot change the fate of being about to be wiped out in broad daylight.

Sooner or later, they will be beaten up in one go. The Eighth Route Army must have thought that there was only one team of pursuers behind them, so they had the courage to jump over the wall. Can ants squirt down the elephant? That was just a joke!

So... what he has to do now is to go up and surround the desolate hillside ahead as soon as possible. The lieutenant grinned, as if he saw the Chinese kneeling in front of his commanding knife trembling!

About sixty or seventy Japanese soldiers were scattered and the light infantry was in front of them, and the heavy firepower was closely behind. The distance was not far. After running two miles, the leading Japanese lieutenant finally found that something seemed wrong on the battlefield in front of him!

The second lieutenant subconsciously raised his telescope to stop and stood next to the marching team. After a while, he immediately sang in a hurry: "Stop moving forward!"

The team that had already run to the front stopped immediately after hearing the order, then panted and looked back, then turned to face the battlefield ahead, and looked quietly.

The second lieutenant was a little scared, and the situation seemed to be somewhat different from his previous judgment.

The battle ahead was so fierce. The open wilderness was empty and open, with dead grass and wood, and it looked desolate. What made him fall down was that the battle between a small team of warriors attacking ahead was very awkward. Most of them were lying on the ground and shooting against the eighth leader on the hillside, without charge or encirclement, which made him suddenly feel an inexplicable creepy weirdness.

Soon he discovered that it was not the Imperial Army warriors who were fighting against the Eighth Route Army, but the warriors were pressed by the Eighth Route Army in an open field at the foot of the hillside and could not move forward and retreat!

In the vast wilderness, the chaotic and unorganized gunfire came from afar, and the muzzle flame was not obvious in the sun. The second lieutenant finally observed the situation clearly!

"High firepower comes forward, and build a position at a range of 200 meters below the hillside, and encircle the infantry with both wings!" The second lieutenant, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, immediately issued a combat order based on his experience, and was just right and no flaw was found!

The yellow spots spread out, entered the wilderness, and ran forward in a reverse shape.

The two mortars were finally placed on the ground, and the second lieutenant, who was waisting behind, looked at the distance, which was about 200 years away from the hillside system point.

Because of the distance, the vision is wider than that of the people at the bottom of the hillside. He saw that the eighth way of the road on the opposite slope were densely followed by, mixed with the edges of the dead weeds.

Hell, not only were the friendly troops in front of them roaring bullets everywhere, but the machine gun trajectory on the side of the hillside suddenly extended and hit the warriors who were erecting guns. The bullets splattered into the ground, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, sprinting wildly.

The second lieutenant's pupils dilated and shocked. The two machine guns in the eighth Route Army were like poisonous snakes, biting their own team tightly. They had to lie in the grass cowardly. Many warriors still did not avoid the arrogant bullets.

Several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground and howled. Fortunately, the distance was far enough!

Even if you are caught off guard, the casualties are not serious. Those who can still howl after being shot will most likely not die.

The machine gun is the master of the battlefield, the flesh and blood grinder, the life-threatening demon, tearing the warriors' bodies one by one like a poisonous snake.

Even the well-trained Japanese were also humans, but their reaction speed might be faster, so within two hundred meters, the second lieutenant's second echelon immediately pulled his gun and connected the eighth route on the hillside to get angry.

A Japanese in front ran back regardless of the bullets, and finally fell next to the second lieutenant!

It was recognized as the messenger of the front team, and the news finally came back. The Japanese were shot in the thigh and were not fatal. They held back and did not faint, and they kept talking intermittently: "Report, the second lieutenant of the front team was killed, with more than half of the casualties, two machine guns in the eighth Route, and there were at least one class of special shooters!"

The lieutenant lying on the ground pricked up his ears and listened, was he waiting for the archer?

I was shocked and suddenly thought of something reported on the battlefield: a few months ago, there seemed to be a unit in the north who was ambushed by a squadron of the Turkish Eighth Route Army, and almost wiped out the entire army. Could it be that the Eighth Route Army team this time I encountered?

How did the elite 8th Route Army soldiers arrive in Meixian? Why didn’t the special high school students get any news?

Based on the battlefield briefing I received in the early morning, the news seemed to be correct. The Eighth Route Army came from the security area in the east, so everything was explained clearly.

The second lieutenant was silent, raised his telescope again without blinking, and watched the team surrounded by two wings moving forward quickly.

He suddenly hesitated, should they be asked to suspend the attack?

Before he could finish his thoughts, a burst of rifle shooting sounded again on the hillside.

The surrounding team fell down immediately, but what made the second lieutenant feel at ease was that the surrounding team quickly stood up again!

Unexpectedly, the change will begin again.

The sound of the wicked light machine gun suddenly sounded from the left side of the hillside.

The second lieutenant's scalp was numb, and the eighth ranks actually hid firepower. This was not an illusion! He even used the standard weapons of the empire. All of this aroused his fighting spirit and immediately shouted and ordered: "Mortars are ready!"

Before I could come back to my senses, dada da... Another Czech light machine gun fired on the hillside on the right.

The arrogant ballistics are clearly visible in the attacking Warriors! Because the weeds were shot by bullets that broke into it, forming a flying yellow and yellow piece.

The suppression and fire of two machine guns by the eighth Route Line, injured two mortar teams. The remaining seven or eight gun teams of the second soldiers stood up again, hurriedly assembling the mortars on the spot.

The lieutenant turned his head and watched it, and quickly jumped into a single pit dug by a subordinate next to him. It took a long time since he encountered such a strong opponent!

The perverted person didn't even consider the casualties, and forgot to support the team in front. The adrenaline soared, making him very excited.

Finally I remembered that I should first figure out the situation on the battlefield, and turned to the messenger beside me and said, "Send someone to notify the Imperial Army behind me to come here. If I can't get here for half an hour... I will cut off their company commander's head with my own hands!"

Watching the artillery observer next to him quickly calculate the ballistics in a small notebook, the machine gun position on the other side was already in place.

The infantry under his command were sweating profusely, and the engineer shovels in his hand kept flying and digging individual pits.

The second lieutenant didn't believe that his command ability would be much worse than that of the lieutenant. He joined the army with the lieutenant. The lieutenant was only noble and the two were born and died for many years. It was not difficult for him to command such a battle.

So, he is now preparing to have a blood and fire battle with the Eighth Route Army opposite.

As for the Eighth Route Army, they dare to be elite? All those who dare to be elite in front of the Imperial Warriors turned into dead souls!

Another Japanese man hurriedly ran to the lieutenant, squatted and reported to him about the situation on both wings, and the western attack was suppressed in an open area more than 100 meters wide.

Two light machine guns fired alternately on the opposite hillside. The vanguard team that opened the way failed to estimate the machine gun firepower of the Eighth Route Army in advance, three were killed and eight were injured!

The encircled military commanders are organizing a counterattack, and the Eighth Route Army has gained a terrain advantage, and casualties are unknown for the time being.

He was quite enthusiastic about fighting, and because of these words, he had a toothache. He didn't notice his command mistakes at all!

How can a dignified imperial soldier tolerate being suppressed by the Eighth Route Army?

After pulling the telescope and continuing to look at it for a while, the artillery observer had finished his calculations and made a gesture to him.

The second lieutenant no longer hesitated and immediately issued an order: "Be prepared for mortar shooting! Don't worry about accuracy, flatten the hillside for me!"

The order came, and several mortars were ready immediately, and the shells were in hand, waiting for the order to load and fire.

The observer quickly reported the shooting parameters: "High and low, loading No. 0, free direction!"

The gunner immediately shook the high and low wheels, swung the small flag downward, the shells were out of their hands and slipped into the barrel.

The "bang?bang" shell was successfully released, and a cloud of dust rose under the board, targeting the Eighth Route Flank position where the machine gun was hit well.

The spy who was fighting happily lined up a group of old fried dough sticks. When he heard the whistle of shells, he quickly panicked and walked into the trench: "Didn't it mean there is only one team? Who is the hell?"

The machine gunner was knocked down by the deputy shooter who had been observing the side?

He was furious when he was knocked down: "Didn't that girl say that her marksmanship is good at attacking Japanese gunners? What's going on with this mortar?"

The first shot was quite far away, and there was a false alarm.

The observer got up and smiled awkwardly: "How do I know?"
Chapter completed!