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

Light and heavy machine gun fire, rifle fire, shell explosions...... It has been ringing around the stronghold of Anji Town for almost half an hour.

Under the cover of gunfire and night, the independent company quickly piled two bunkers with sandbags two hundred meters outside the stronghold, each of which was nearly one meter high, and the troops hid behind it very safely.

"Company commander, the two mountain artillery guns of the mountain artillery platoon have moved in place, and they are behind the bunker......" Instructor Liu Wenxuan ran to Zhao Wen's side and reported.

"Platoon Commander Li assured me that the two mountain guns had been aimed at the turret, and the first hit was guaranteed, and at most four shells destroyed the central turret of the devil."

The two mountain cannons joined the battle, which made Zhao Wen full of confidence.

Now seeing that the two mountain cannons are in place and can be fired at any time, Zhao Wen is not in a hurry.

Shaking his head and replying, "Wait a little longer!" ”

"The power of the mountain artillery is too great, as soon as they open fire, the turret will definitely be destroyed, and the battle will be over!"

"Since the stronghold has been steadily surpassed, then take this opportunity to train the troops well, so that those recruits in the company can have a good feel for what is called the battlefield and what is called the rain of bullets!"

"The fire platoon continued to shoot for cover, and the others continued to shoot, telling the platoon leaders that they had kept an eye on the recruits under me, and that everyone should not save bullets for me, and aim at the Japanese puppet army in the stronghold to shoot. Such a good opportunity to fight, if you miss it, it will be gone! ”

The independent company was in a row of positions, and more than forty fighters were all lying on the ground, lined up in an arc that half surrounded the stronghold.

Two crooked handles were scattered in the middle, constantly holding fire to the stronghold.

"Everybody shoots!" A long line shouted at the top of his lungs.

Li Zhiyong, the eldest son of Li Shanhu in Laoshu Village, was in the platoon, and he was lying next to the platoon commander.

Participating in the battle for the first time, he, like other recruits, was very nervous.

The hands holding the rifle no longer knew how much cold sweat broke out, and although they fired three shots in a row, they all raised the rifle, lowered their heads, and shot blindly with their eyes closed.

Whether the bullets fired hit the devil or not, only God knows.

"Li Zhiyong, raise your head, how do you usually teach you, aim at the enemy, three points and one line, and then shoot!" The platoon commander seemed to be eyeing Li Zhiyong and scolded with anger.

The gunfire on the battlefield was too dense.

The platoon commander's roll call did not bring much change to Li Zhiyong.

Still with a very nervous expression, he raised his rifle with his head down, and fired a bullet blindly at the location of the stronghold.

"Li Zhiyong, you learn from me, don't shoot indiscriminately, it's useless!" The platoon commander saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

"We have heavy machine guns, mortars, and light machine guns have more firepower than the little devils in the stronghold, they are all suppressed in the stronghold by us, and they don't even have a chance to shoot, everyone is very safe!"

"Be bold and raise your head. How can you fight devils like this! ”

"Think about your parents and family, you joined the Eighth Route Army for them!"

"Now as a shrinking turtle, not only can you not protect them, but it will also drag down our independent battalion and disgrace your family!"

Li Zhiyong finally reacted, and replied with a firm face: "No, I can't be a coward...... I want to fight devils, protect my parents, and protect my family's land! ”

The platoon commander seized the opportunity and began to give orders: "Learn from me...... Three points and one line, aiming at the enemy in the stronghold...... If you can't find the little devil, you can directly aim at the shooting holes of the stronghold and turret, and then shoot! ”

"Bang ......"

Gunshots rang out in the ears of the platoon commander, and bullets hit the outer wall of the turret.

The platoon commander nodded in satisfaction, pulled the trigger with it, and then continued to order.

"Didn't hit the target, it's close, keep shooting!"

Soon, Li Zhiyong fired all five bullets from one magazine, and the first shot was better than the other, and one bullet went directly into the shooting hole.

"Platoon commander, fighting devils is not as terrible as imagined!" Li Zhiyong became more and more excited the more he fought, and shouted excitedly.

"Be careful, keep your head down......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the platoon commander's roar sounded in his ears.

Before Li Zhiyong could react, the platoon commander's right hand had already hit him on the head, pressing his head to the ground.

"Whoosh ......"

Several bullets flew backwards close to the back of Li Zhiyong's head, and one bullet happened to the platoon commander's right hand pressed against his head, bringing out a blood mark.

"It's good that it's just a skin injury, otherwise it would be a big loss!" The platoon commander said with a sigh of relief.

Then he scolded Li Zhiyong, who had a palpitating face next to him: "Have you forgotten what you told during training and shooting? I have repeatedly explained that the battlefield is not a shooting range, and you must shoot and change positions, otherwise the devils will definitely target you as a live target! ”

"The little devils are almost all veterans, with strong combat effectiveness and accurate marksmanship, as long as they are targeted, there is no possibility of escape!"

"Remember, if you change your shooting position with one shot, you can only kill more little devils if you learn to save your life on the battlefield!"

"Keep shooting, do what I just said!"

Li Zhiyong slowly came back to his senses and raised his rifle again.

Aim, shoot, and quickly get down on your stomach......

"Yes, that's it...... Measure the roll to transfer the firing position, and then keep shooting! The platoon commander finally had a very satisfied smile on his face.

A platoon leader, four squad leaders, plus a few veterans, teach their soldiers to adapt to the battlefield.

It has to be said that actual combat is the best way to train the troops, except for those who were killed and wounded by devils, and it took less than half an hour to adapt, and more than half of the recruits in the entire platoon have adapted to the battlefield and are shooting at the stronghold in a decent manner.

On the road, five kilometers away from the stronghold, hundreds of soldiers of the independent battalion were digging trenches and repairing positions here.

The surrounding terrain is flat, except for the half-human-high bushes, there is not even a place for Tibetans.

Even the blocking positions being built by the independent battalion were on flat ground, in the middle of the road, dividing the road in two, without any terrain advantage.

The first company commander Chen Bing, the guard company commander Xiao Yuan, and the deputy company commander Sun Jiawu all frowned, full of worries about the next battle of the troops.

In their eyes, this place is neither suitable for ambushes nor blocking, and it is also convenient for the enemy to deploy.

chose to fight the devils here, the independent battalion not only had no advantage, but also cheapened the little devils, and the gains outweighed the losses.

However, the battalion commander did not listen to their persuasion at all and insisted on choosing this place for the battlefield.

Seeing that several subordinates hadn't figured it out yet, they had a sad expression. Li Hao knew that if he didn't explain to them, after the battle started, they would have no confidence to fight the devils.

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