"Attack ......"

The staff officer, who was holding the microphone in his hand, shouted at the same time.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The three guards raised their flare guns and pulled the trigger together, and the three flares flew into the sky with a screaming sound and exploded, flashing three very dazzling white lights, which could be seen clearly from several kilometers away.

"Dada...... Boom Boom Boom ......"

The quiet ridges on both sides of the road were quickly enveloped in gunfire, bullets, grenades, mortar shells, and smashed into the road like money.

"Yaga...... Enemy attack ......"

The devils on the highway who were marching were in chaos, but they were in order. The squad leader and squadron leader were the first to react, and the moment they jumped out of the car, they had already drawn their command knives, held them high in their hands, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone is concentrated on me, the enemy is on the mountain beam, concentrate fire on the counterattack!"

"The machine gunner immediately opened fire, and the fire suppressed the enemy......"

The well-trained Japanese army was vividly displayed on the battlefield, as long as there was still a breath, all of them lay on the ground, and they did not mess around because of panic.

While shooting back at the Red Army on the ridge of the mountain, he moved closer to his own squad leader and squadron leader.

The devils who were still in chaos just now have unconsciously gathered into small units, with their respective officers as the center, relying on cars and big cars on the road, and even the corpses of their comrades-in-arms to counterattack.

The headquarters of the 115th Division, the division commander, the political commissar, and the chief of staff all held binoculars and stared at the battlefield motionlessly, and the more they looked, their faces became more and more solemn.

"Commander, the little devil is more powerful than we imagined!" The chief of staff reminded with a solemn face.

"After being attacked, it took less than half a minute to react from the chaos, and it was also able to organize a large-scale counterattack, not a random fight. I don't know about others, many troops of our 115th Division can't do this! ”

"No matter how hard it is, you have to fight!" The division commander's face was also very ugly, and he replied with a frown.

"Everyone is ready to shoot, we have to send it, we are the arrow has been shot, even if the little devil in the encirclement is a hard bone, we have to break it and swallow it!"

"Order all regiments to strengthen their firepower, fight this battle well, and when the time comes, I will replenish as much ammunition as they want, take out all the family resources, and don't save ammunition for me!"

"The artillery unit will shoot all the shells, fire at the devil's assembly place, scatter them, and can't let them concentrate!"

"This is the first battle of our Eighth Route Army after it set out, everyone is staring, we must fight well, and we must win, and a battle will show the prestige of our Eighth Route Army!"

The political commissar was well aware of the pressure on the division commander's shoulders, and reminded with a frown.

"One more, the commandos of each regiment will attack in advance, and cut the devils in the ravine into several sections for me at all costs, and we must not let them converge."

"It seems to me just now that the combat effectiveness of the little devils has increased exponentially after they are gathered together, and more than a dozen people can form a powerful attack formation, relying on machine guns and grenadiers to directly crush one of our platoons to death!"

"There are also the planes of the little devils, which will definitely come, and we must fight quickly, at least with the devils, so that their planes will be useless. Otherwise, the casualties of the troops will definitely increase greatly! ”

The division commander affirmed with a calm face: "Immediately give an order according to the political commissar's wishes!" ”

At this moment, the high ground of Lao Ye Temple defended by Li Hao attracted the attention of the division commander.

A Japanese infantry squad carrying light machine guns and grenadiers rushed there as if it were dead.

The heights of Lao Ye Temple were not high, and they were in an ambush circle, which did not attract the attention of the division commander at first.

But now he attaches importance to it, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army is too strong, far beyond his own estimates, and it is not at all something that the Eighth Route Army can deal with.

Once they occupy the heights of Lao Ye Temple and defend themselves from Gao, it will definitely be very difficult for the Eighth Route Army to kill them again, and the casualties will be huge.

This is the last thing the division commander wants, and he ordered with a frown.

"Immediately order the 686th Regiment to dispatch a main force company to seize the high ground of Lao Ye Temple, take it at all costs, hold it, and then use firepower to suppress the little devils in the ravine and kill them!"

"Yes, Division Commander~"

Zhang Yu, who was guarding next to the high ground of the Lao Ye Temple, also noticed this little devil.

Thinking that Li Hao insisted on taking the guard squad to guard the high ground, he was first glad for a while, and secretly sighed in his heart that Li Hao had a flexible mind and was thoughtful.

But that glation soon turned into worry.

The Eighth Route Army's three-plate axe ambushing the enemy never got tired of trying when he was still a Red Army in the past, and almost never missed.

First, three rounds of guns took out the enemy officers and important machine gunners, then smashed several rounds of grenades to stun the enemy, and finally took advantage of the chaos to fight with the enemy with bayonets and capture prisoners, and an ambush battle was clean and neat, and it would not take long to end.

But in front of the Japanese army, the three-plate axe completely lost its effect.

In the face of the platoon guns and grenades smashed by the Eighth Route Army, although the Japanese army was also in chaos, it only lasted less than half a minute to react, and organized a very effective counterattack.

Rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, bullets shoot at the mountain beams like no money.

And the accuracy was very good, less than ten minutes after the ambush began, almost ten people in the eighth company had already been shot.

There are also Japanese grenadiers, which can be controlled with one hand by squatting on the ground.

The grenade, which is a little more powerful than the grenade, constantly smashes and explodes on the mountain beam.

Already a machine gun crew was hit by a grenade because of the untimely transfer, the machine gunner died, and the machine gun was blown into scrap metal.

The strength of the Japanese army made him lose the arrogance and self-confidence before the war, and his whole face was replaced by solemnity.

"Company commander, the little devil's marksmanship is too powerful, and the firepower is fierce, especially the grenadier canister, which has the same eyes, and many squads are crushed to death, and they can't move at all!" The instructor shouted anxiously.

"Concentrate all the machine-gun fire and give me a grenadier to ...... the little devil," Zhang Yu commanded through gritted teeth.

"We can hit them from a high position, and the grenadier is the greatest threat to us, even if we lose two more machine guns, we will kill them!"

"The others threw grenades, blocked the devil's vision with gunsmoke, and couldn't aim at us, and then fired a volley of guns at them, pressing them with fire~"

"The third platoon leader, take two squads to immediately reinforce the Lao Ye Temple Heights, Haozi is on it, but there are dozens of devils attacking them, and there are machine guns and grenadiers, it's too powerful, Haozi is definitely not an opponent!"

"We must occupy the high ground of the Old Man Temple in front of the devil and defend it!"

On the high ground of the Lao Ye Temple, Li Hao was lying behind a stone, and the muzzle of his rifle stretched out from the gap in the bushes, facing the little devil who was desperately rushing here at the foot of the mountain.

Li Jie and Hong Linfeng were holding submachine guns.

Chen Bing mounted the machine gun on a rock, with the butt on his shoulder, and his body covered with thatch, which looked like a living haystack from a distance, and the Japanese could not imagine that there was a light machine gun that could kill them in it.

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