The ammunition supply of the Eighth Route Army is very small, so the devil's ammunition box is generally not used by many people in the Eighth Route Army, and it is only used in Zhang Yunfei's troops.

But even so, the spare cartridge with 60 rounds was useless.

After all, even if it is a devil, this ammunition box is empty in normal times, and it will only be filled before going to battle.

"Detachment leader, why don't we wait, maybe the first and fifth teams will arrive soon." The ugly baby couldn't help but say after following him.

"There are many dreams at night, time waits for no one, you are a veteran now, you don't understand this truth." After a pause, Zhang Yunfei added: "Fighting at night is not as good as during the day, once you shoot, your position will be exposed, and you have to feel like a different place after every shot, remember?" ”

"Detachment leader, I'm not a recruit anymore."

"Well, I forgot, I thought you were a tiger."

"Huzi, he's also a qualified veteran." The ugly baby reminded.

"Oh, yes, yes, then again, it's time for you to lead the troops to fight, you see that guy Tiedan, isn't it good to be a squad leader."

"Detachment leader, can I do it?"

"Why not, in our detachment, you are also considered an old qualification." Zhang Yunfei said leisurely.

The battlefield is cruel, and seventeen or eighteen-year-old children like ugly babies have undergone the baptism of war and become veterans with rich combat experience.

In this era, you really can't treat them as children, and they are basically cooperative commanders and fighters in their early twenties, and they are even more at the battalion and regiment level.

Behind a house on the left, Tie Dan and three scout squad soldiers leaned against the wall on the ground, pricking up their ears to listen vigilantly to the movements around them.

There was a faint sound coming, it seemed to be footsteps, but the source of the stiffness was not close, it seemed to be quite far away.

Iron Dan pricked up his ears and listened, as if it was the footsteps of many people, and it seemed to be approaching.

"Prepare for battle!" Tie Dan reminded his subordinates softly.

Tiedan's face sank, and he was really guessed correctly by Brother Ergou, these puppet soldiers really don't give up, and want to have a sneak attack in the dark, but these guys don't want to think about it, their Eighth Route Army is an expert in sneak attacks in the dark, how can it be the opposite.

Although Tie Dan thought so, in fact, he was still apprehensive in his heart, and looked at the darkness in the distance, but in such a pitch-black environment, if there was really a crisis in front of him, he might not be able to react.

Although Tie Dan proudly said that the Eighth Route Army was an expert in sneak attacks in the dark, in fact, he didn't like the night, and for a sharpshooter, it was strange that he could like the night.

In this era, aiming is all about the eyes, at least the Eight Roads, so the darkness makes him, a sharpshooter, blind, not much different from an ordinary rifleman.

It was a terrible experience for him to go from being a sharpshooter to a normal rifleman who could hit the enemy and couldn't hit the enemy.

The footsteps were approaching, and as a sharpshooter's keen perception, Tie Dan took off the 38 cover in his hand and aimed in the direction where the subtle footsteps came from.

And the three warriors beside him also took off the 38 cavalry spears in their hands and pointed the same into the darkness.

Last time, they attacked Fenghe and captured a lot of cavalry spears used by the second-line troops of the devils, so most of their reconnaissance team were equipped with this rifle.

The 38 cover is indeed quite good in terms of performance, especially in terms of shooting accuracy, but the only drawback is that it is too long, and many times it is a bit cumbersome for them to carry out reconnaissance missions.

And the 38 cavalry gun, this shortened version of the 38 rifle, is much better, of course, it would be better if it was equipped with a submachine gun, but unfortunately the Eighth Route Army couldn't afford it.

Not to mention that the Eighth Route Army can't afford to play with submachine guns, even devils can't afford to play that thing, it's too bullet-intensive, and everyone is poor.

The Eighth Route Army often used shell guns as submachine guns to make up for the lack of dense firepower.

As the footsteps approached, they could already see the hazy shadows in the darkness, and the iron egg pulled the trigger on one of them.

The flames of the muzzle flickered, and then there was a low, miserable muffled sound and the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

A sharpshooter is a sharpshooter, and although his vision is blocked, his keen perception still allows him to hit the enemy accurately.

And the warriors beside him also immediately began to shoot, and at this time, the second bullet of the iron egg had been pushed and loaded, and the trigger was pulled again, and there was a muffled sound of pain again.

The obscene approaching puppet army also reacted instantly, and they were ready to sneak attack, but now they were attacked by the Eighth Road, so they looked for cover one after another, and some directly crawled on the ground and counterattacked on the spot.

Immediately, the gunshots rang out, and the tongue of fire flashed in the village, crackling like the New Year, but unfortunately, now the villagers have all fled and left, and they have no chance to see such a lively side.

The sound of gunfire, whistling, tongues of flame, and flickering lines of fire are intertwined and flashing in the dark night, mysterious and spectacular.

Just as the company commander of the puppet army said, the Eighth Route Army is not a heavenly soldier, nor does it have three heads and six arms, and they do not see more clearly and farther in the face of darkness than others.

So the darkness also made them lose and overwhelmed them, and they could only fight back along the tongue of fire that was extinguished.

Now the iron eggs are desperately shrinking behind the wall, after all, they are few in number, and the left flank of his defense has become the object of anger of the puppet army, they desperately hug the fire, hitting the dirt and dust on the wall around them and salsa falling.

When the left flank exchanged fire, the puppet troops from other directions also began to exchange fire with Zhang Yunfei's department.

At this time, everyone didn't take anything lightly, only heard the crackling gunshots in front and back, left and right.

At this time, the iron egg could only hide in the corner, and he didn't even have a chance to raise his gun, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and at this time, it was useless to be a goddamn sharpshooter, and the enemy's firepower was too close.

"Stop fighting, what the hell are you trying to bring everyone over?" Tie Dan turned his head and reprimanded his subordinates who were shooting indiscriminately, and then said loudly, "Hurry up, this place can't stay here." ”

There is no way, there are too many people in the puppet army, and the firepower is dense as soon as there are many people, and they can't fight back at this time, but fortunately it's night, and they don't have much accuracy, so they can't see their hiding place clearly.

You can only judge their hiding place at a glance, otherwise they will only be even more miserable.

At this time, it is not a good thing to put guns indiscriminately, it is easy to expose yourself. Shoot and run is the right choice.

Tie Dan evacuated with his team members in embarrassment, this battle was very lame, the advantage of more people in the night battle was too obvious, they finally knew how the Japanese puppet army that was attacked by the superior forces of the Eighth Route Army at night felt.