Hu Yi held up the telescope and continued to look north carefully, thinking in his mind how much troops would the enemy's first wave of attack be invested.

Since most of the people who came were bandits, this is the reason why he dared to fight positions with the enemy here.

So far, the Japanese have not sent people to detour on a large scale, nor have they ever taken any action.

The position was indeed as expected by the Japanese Lieutenant. Not all the mounds on the position were present.

A mortar was fifty outside the road, and the cannon was horizontal, covering it with the pile of soil in front of it and covered with dead grass.

The artillery has tried it with grenades that dismantled the base fire, and it is indeed feasible to push the shell directly with a grimus pole.

But no one is sure, and they are worried about gains and losses...

About a hundred meters east of the highway, Hu Yi put down his telescope, and under the curly curved brim, a complex and relaxed look in his narrow eyes.

He knew very well that the comparison of troops on the battlefield was not the only factor that determines the outcome.

The distance markings deliberately marked by the artillery under Longtou Fan Zhang on the open ground will definitely attract the attention of the Japanese.

When facing the Japanese puppet army bandit coalition, the Japanese are definitely responsible for command.

As long as the Japanese commander is not a fool, he will never let the bandits and the security army attack together, because he has no way to command it.

In terms of the attack level, most of the Japanese will not participate in the attack in person. It is highly likely that the bandits will carry out the first wave of attacks. If the battle is in a stalemate, the security army will rush up, and finally the Japanese will attack.

Both sides made clear swords and spears to fight each other, making Hu Yi suddenly feel like he was returning to the battlefield with the Japanese in Gubeikou.

However, the situation this time is completely different. The Japanese who participated in the attack only had no chance of mobilizing aircraft to participate in the battle, because the Japanese attacked the new Fifth Army in the western mountainous area at present.

The security army is okay to fight a battle with the wind, but it is impossible for the security army, which is naturally afraid of death, to do much.

The remaining bandit soldiers had already agreed that they would only work and not work. In fact, in Hu Yi's opinion, even if those bandits could come forward, there was no need to worry that the mob could not become elites in one day!

One of the big reasons why Hu Yi can fight a position war with peace of mind is the equipment of the friendly troops next to him!

Hu Yi, who has always felt good about himself in the Independent Group, couldn't help but feel very cold!

A battalion scale that friendly forces are less than one, submachine gun, semi-automatic rifle, mortar, helmet...

Not to mention fighting guerrillas and having a well-equipped military uniform, the military appearance is as neat as if it is about to be a groom...

He seemed to have been so glorious as well, and he could see clearly that friendly troops were definitely composed of carefully selected soldiers.

Hu Yi didn't know what their purpose was here, and he was not interested in understanding it. He probably wouldn't say it even after asking.

He took out his pocket watch and took a quick look, then stuffed it directly into his pocket, and a platoon leader was wearing a watch on his hands.

It was almost four o'clock, and it would be dark in about two hours.

The Japanese don't have so much time to surround them.

The security army has an estimated strength of three or four companies and more than one thousand bandits. The Japanese should naturally adopt a comprehensive crushing attack method.

Hu Yi put down his telescope, thought for a while, and immediately issued an order to the correspondent next to him: "Go and blow the whistle and notify all departments. From now on, each platoon will lift the shooting restrictions and shoot freely on everyone who comes to my defense."

Hu Yi's order immediately made Xiao Hongying, who was drooling not far away, lit up his eyes. At this time, she had long forgotten the artillery behind her and stared at the friendly soldier in front of her and asked, "Can you let me shoot the Japanese as an official?"

"I'll say you girl movies, you'd better stop here. The Japanese are one mile away. What are you kidding?" The friendly soldier knew that the relationship with Battalion Commander Hu seemed to be good, so he pressed the braid standing on the ammunition box down and fell directly into the trench.

The girl was not angry at all: "Who said she couldn't hit it correctly? I could hit the target with the Japanese rifle four hundred meters away!"

The soldier smiled: "You brag and don't look at the place..."

Not far away, Long Fanzhang turned his head and looked at the girl in surprise: "After a distance of more than 500 meters, even a sniper rifle may not be able to hit accurately..."

The girl grabbed the key and immediately widened her eyes: "Do you have sniper rifles?"

When she was studying in the division, the instructor said that the enemy snipers in the south could kill hundreds of comrades from international friendly forces alone.

Having said that, she originally had one rifle equipped with a sniper lens! The sight was still in Li Xiang's bag. Unfortunately, this time Ma Liang went back and did not bring her 38 rifle that was not aiming at the target, which made the girl very upset.

The one that can make the girl drool is naturally the Garland rifle in the hands of the friendly soldiers next to her...

I heard from the artillery platoon leader Wang that the rifles of friendly troops are even more awesome than the 38th large cover!

So she turned around and set her sights on a new target.

"However, there is, but I don't bring it!" Long Fanzhang looked at the girl who obviously had a good relationship with Hu Yi and nodded.

"It's not just a waste of words!" Xiao Hongying curled her lips helplessly, moved an empty ammunition box, stepped on it and looked north with the friendly soldiers next to her.

Then he took out her big eyes and waited.

The friendly soldiers next to him occasionally looked back and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The girl was confused by laughter and was a little confused. She had to ask embarrassedly: "Why are you laughing at?"

"This is a battlefield. You use a pistol for self-defense... to make me laugh to death..."

The girl was laughed and anxious: "You are so fucking. When you die, I will pick up your gun..."

The soldier was choked, but he was not angry, and smiled proudly: "Haha, I have been fighting here from Nanjing City. The Japanese who can kill me has not yet been born..."

"Anti-cannon!"

With the observer's scream, the two of them interrupted the conversation. The soldiers lying beside the trench immediately pulled their guns and slid into the trench, curled up their bodies into a ball and drilled into the ditch with door panels, and then covered them with a simple anti-aircraft hole with a foot thick of soil.

Boom, the grenade hit thirty or forty meters behind the trench, causing only a slight tremor.

Listening to the sound, it should be a grenade fired by a grenade launcher.

After a few seconds of pause, another shot was another shot, and then it turned into a double shot, two, three shots...

The smoke of gunpowder quickly spread in the open ground, but unfortunately the guerrillas' positions were too wide. After five rounds, the grenade launcher stopped firing.

Everyone was still surprised, and approaching the entrance of the hole, immediately poked their heads out of the crowded anti-cannon hole to visit.

Whoosh... A high whistle sound came, and the Japanese mortar began to test the fire.

The guy who poked his head quickly retracted his head with a whoosh. The grenade of the grenade and the mortar grenade are completely different concepts!

Boom... The earth shook violently, and the shells also hit far away, exploded in the open ground, splashing a large piece of mud rain.

Wow, swow,...After a scream after a while, there were continuous explosions.

The violent vibration caused the mud and sand above the anti-aircraft hole to fall down, drilling into the collar, and obscuring the sight in the small space.

Dust drilled into the lungs from the nose, causing coughing sounds after coughing...

The ears were buzzing, and many people shook their heads, trying to shake the buzzing sound out of their heads.

The soldier squeezed beside the girl suddenly muttered: "This Japanese devil is quite arrogant... I will beat out his shit sooner or later..."

The girl next to her shook her braid, shook off the dust on her head, stared at her big eyes and immediately responded: "What did you say?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment and had a dark face: "I said the Japanese only had two mortars, they were quite arrogant..."

The girl had already covered her mouth and nose with a towel. At this time, she was holding a magazine in her hand and was playing with it. She deliberately said: "Hey, why are these bullets eight?"

The soldier quickly reached out and immediately snatched the magazine from the girl's hand and stuffed it directly into his bullet box: "This is called a big eight... did you get it from there?"

The girl didn't care and immediately took out another one from her pocket: "Hehe, Brother Wang Bochuan gave it to me..."

"Wang Bochuan?" The soldier was stunned for a moment: "That person who got shot... is a prodigal son. Let me tell you, this bullet is different from the caliber of the 79th rifle in your hands, and you can't use it at all..."

"Then you send us bullets...what does it mean?"

Na Bing explained: "Most of the bullets given to you are 92 points. These bullets have 62 points caliber, so they must be 1.00..."

"Why haven't I seen your gun before?"

"Tsk, you have a lot of things... I tell you, this is the US aid armament, which is airlifted from Yunnan for testing, so there is no need to pull the bolt! Do you know?" The soldier proudly pulled the gun belt and sent the rifle that had opened the insurance to the girl.

The girl weighed the gun in the soldier's hand and muttered: "It seems that it is much heavier than the Qijiu rifle..."

"It's not that I'm bragging. Except for paratroopers, our troops in North China will definitely not exceed 200. But seeing as you like guns so much, the reduced version of the carbine is quite suitable for you..."

"No need to pull the bolt? Isn't that a machine gun?"

The soldier deliberately showed off: "Oh... you girl, you know a lot... Uh... I tell you, if the machine gun is stuck and the machine gun bullet will keep firing. This gun can only fire one bullet when pulling the trigger at one time. Do you understand?"

"I understand... this gun is so good..." The girl was very envious: "Isn't it no different from a shell gun?"

Whether it is a 38-large cover or a 79-nine rifle, every time a girl shoots, it takes half of her time to pull the bolt.

The two of them actually communicated extremely enthusiastically in the dusty anti-cannon hole, just like old friends for many years.

"The enemy is coming!" As the observer roared, the conversation between the two was directly interrupted.

The shelling comes quickly and ends quickly.

A large group of people began to drill out from the anti-aircraft holes and entered the combat posts.

In the north, the bandits had already formed a formation and came out of Zhaozhuang Village. There was a security army behind them staring at them. The bandits were mournful and slowly pressed southward with a sad face.

The soldiers on the position would occasionally turn around and look at the iron turtle on the west road of the village.

Fortunately, the turtle didn't move.

...

Another month has passed, and thanks to my brothers for their support, it is almost two million words before I know it.

There are so many things at the end of the year, and I suddenly feel a lot of interest...

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I asked about Garland, saying that the loan leasing bill did not support Chiang Kai-shek.

But don't forget that the US military left at least 100,000 when the Philippines surrendered to the devils.
Chapter completed!