The sergeant on the ridge felt bitter in his heart. He knew very well that there were imperial warriors on both sides of the north except for the north.

After working hard for a month, the plan was about to succeed, but unfortunately there was a problem with him. At present, he could only hope that the troops would attack effectively. As for the overall plan, he didn't know that as a sergeant, he did not have the qualifications.

It is difficult to hide traces in the mountains in winter, so I had to use a transport plane to airdrop a squadron to raid the Eighth Route Command.

It is said that the airdrop troops were a mysterious special force transferred from the southern battlefield.

The plan is the main attack direction in the north. It was originally a propelling team disguised as an Eighth Route Army. At noon, they mingled near the Eighth Route Division Command. The ground was divided into three routes to attack, and then cooperated with the aircraft to bomb the Eighth Route Command!

But now, the main attack direction is exposed in advance.

Time passed very long, and he mechanically shot at the Eighth Route Army. The bullet cabin was empty and he retracted his head and quickly pressed a row of bullets into the rifle again.

In the eyes, two subordinates next to him were shooting at the Eighth Route Army. Suddenly, one of the subordinates was shot in the head, splashing a bunch of red and white, and then fell to the ground.

The sergeant suppressed the anger in his heart, and did not care about the sorrow of his kind. He ignored the stone chips that had been shattered on the left and right stones. He carefully placed the rifle and then poked his head out again.

Move the muzzle quickly and aim far away.

Before he could press the trigger, a bullet flew into his eyes like a long eye.

This is impossible!

It was only after such a long distance that I could poke my head out... My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the bullet that had penetrated into the paste.

The only remaining Japanese man saw Cao Changyu breaking, his eyes were red, and he used all his life to shoot at the Eighth Route Team in the distance. He fired two bullets and was about to pull the gun on the bullet. A bullet arrogantly and accurately penetrated into his forehead.

The battle on the ridge ended unusually fast, and the smoke was blown away by the mountain wind, and four or five eighth-way players ran towards the enemy's position that had stopped shooting.

The gunshots at the foot of the mountain were constantly pouring bullets over the ridges frantically.

The team on the mountain was in a chaotic rain of bullets, shooting at the foot of the mountain.

Luo Fugui glared and directly emptied a machine gun magazine, threw away the machine gun, and moved his body towards Hu Yi next to him.

"Boss Hu, how are you doing..." Luo Fugui looked at Hu's painful expression: "Where was shot?"

Hu Yi struggled to pull up the kettle hanging beside him, and he pierced his eyes on it, and a scorching stinging pain came from behind his waist.

I turned my head and looked carefully. After the bullet penetrated the aluminum kettle, it drilled into the cotton coat from the right side, and then drilled out from the left side of the cotton coat. It brought a large ball of gray cotton. The bullet came out of the hole? There was no blood.

By feeling, it should be? It's just a scratch!

The God of Luck is favored again.

Countless warriors who were not favored became martyrs.

Hu Yi, who was stunned, didn't care about the pain in his back and back, shouted: "Take a grenade!"

On the hillsides on the left and right wings, the platoon leaders were shooting aimlessly at the foot of the mountain. On the westernmost side, the platoon leaders of the second company had their bayonets hung on the muzzle. Finally, when he heard Hu Yi's order, he subconsciously put down his gun and pulled the grenades with the others.

The Japanese who rushed to the front watched another wave of iron lumps flying from the sky with smoke and spinning, and were so scared that they quickly lay on the ground.

The mountain road was narrow and it was impossible to attack the mountain. With the advantage of firepower, the eighth Route Army on the ridge fired at the same platoon. The vanguard was about the same size as the platoon. The grenade was pressed less than 30 meters close to the ridge by this wave of grenades. The mountain road was narrow, but the subsequent troops were unable to participate in the attack.

Second Lieutenant Matsui cursed in his heart: There are not many Eighth Route Army on the ridge, and the four idiots on the mountain cannot support it. Even if the four warriors can still give the Eighth Route Army a fatal blow, at least it can restrain it. Maybe it is too early to break?

As for why the gun suddenly fired on the mountain, he had already figured out that it must be his subordinates who found out that he was about to enter the ambush circle with his team and had to shoot and warn him. As for why the military officials did not send people down the mountain to report the news first, he guessed that the Eighth Route Army should have suddenly appeared.

After analyzing it, it should be just an encounter!

Seeing that the vanguard team was crushed to the ridge, Second Lieutenant Matsui felt aggrieved and immediately furious, and ordered the Japanese next to him: "Grouter, mortar preparation!"

If the grenade cannot be thrown up, my mortar and grenade can always deal with you!

The sound of gunfire and grenade explosions on the mountain resounded throughout the valley.

Under the mountain.

The Eighth Route Army and guerrillas began to assemble everywhere and ran desperately towards the place where the guns were fired.

"Report to the company commander, we found these strange-looking ropes on the roadside..."

"Report, our sentinel body was found before..."

"Report, the bodies of ordinary people were found in the valley ahead..."

After seeing the airdrop of the plane, nearby guerrillas and militias were searching everywhere near the airdrop, and finally found something strange in a ravine.

"This is? Parachute, the Japanese airdropped so many supplies in the mountains, and there must be a large number of enemies nearby? Xiao Liu, report to your superiors immediately, and follow me!" An Eighth Route Commander with glasses had a lot of knowledge. He immediately recognized what the big cloth with ropes tied around him was, and immediately led the team to run on the mountain road where the guns were fired.

There was a machine gun next to Hu Yi, and Luo Fugui cursed and changed the machine gun to a full magazine.

Hu Yi had never pulled the machine gun to shoot, and he was still cautiously holding the telescope and constantly observing. Fortunately, no other enemies were found on both sides of the ridge until now.

The platoon leaders next to them shot at a very fast speed, and they kept pressing one magazine after another into the gun.

The girl looked at the warrior two hundred meters away waving to this side, moved her eyes away from the lens barrel, rubbing her eye sockets that were blackened by the rifle recoil. "Hey, fox, I hit three!"

"Um."

"You were shot?"

"fine!"

"I'll take a look!"

"Don't show up!"

"?"

The platoon leaders from the independent regiment have a lot of experience in fighting the Japanese.

For combatants, experience is very precious. Life and death are all veterans who are used to life and death on the battlefield. No one is stupid enough to emerge.

Although, most of the experience comes from failure.

The result of failure is that it can no longer appear on the energy field.

After Hu Yi joined the Eighth Route Army, as the soldiers under the Ninth Company changed one after another, he had more experience in fighting the Japanese.

Hu Yi, who was observing, suddenly put down his telescope: "Stop shooting, prevent guns!"

The Second Company and the Ninth Company have worked together many times. Although they did not fight directly together, for the platoon leaders of the Second Company who are thinking about the old opponent of the Ninth Company, who are thinking about it every day, they can never understand the meaning of Hu Yi’s words?

Even if I don’t understand the anti-cannons in Hu Yi’s orders, it does not prevent the second company from executing the orders by a combat team composed of platoon leaders. There is no need for more language at all, and I will look for cover-ups together.

On the other hand, the platoon leader in three consecutive companies was enjoying his fight and ignored Hu Yi's orders mixed with gunfire.

Hu Yi commanded the battle and basically did not mobilize before the war. Not to mention the past, from participating in the Eighth Route Army to today, he has fought countless times, and has been in danger of death several times.

Life and death were aside, and his understanding of combat was different from that of many commanders. Every battle must have a purpose. For example, this time, he just accidentally discovered clues. As for why he was busy for a little clue for the middle of the night, he himself couldn't explain it clearly.

Maybe it was to show myself, maybe it was because I was subconsciously unwilling to stay in the village mediocre. I worked so long and fighting the Japanese was the dream of countless passionate warriors. I defended my country and went to a cruel battlefield, and I had no regrets about the end of my life.

Now the enemy is under his nose. The Ninth Company is attacked by the Japanese on the surface, but in fact the battle situation is one-sided.

Having an absolute advantage, the violent explosion and dense gunfire have already spread. Just wait until the reinforcements arrive to win, and there is no need to fight against the Japanese!

The Japanese infiltrated near the division headquarters. Even if he had a huge conspiracy, he could not pass this ridge and could not do anything!

As for whether there are enemies in other directions, and what plans are the Japanese? The trainee team is just a few people, and even if they know, they are powerless.

Therefore, the current focus is not to eliminate many Japanese devils, but how to ensure that Japanese devils cannot pass through the ridge.

If the Japanese cannot capture it for a long time, they will definitely take shelling. In this case, either dodge or? I will make you unable to fire!

The girl lifted Hu Yi's cotton coat and looked carefully: "You are so lucky, you are scratched? Tsk tsk?"
Chapter completed!