Success is also Xiao He, and defeat is also Xiao He.

This sentence is vividly displayed here again.

The Japanese army was attacked, and the puppet soldiers walking in front and behind did not think about going to the rescue, but quickly lay on the ground, holding their heads, and saved their lives first.

No matter how the officers next to them threatened and gave orders, they just didn't move.

Watching his master being slaughtered by the sudden burst of fire, he was indifferent.

"Comrades, kill the past, kill all the devils, I don't want the devils to take prisoners. Those who surrender their guns and do not kill those who are not killed by the puppet army will not die, and the others will be killed together with the devils! When the gunshots rang out on the battlefield, Li Hao decisively ordered.

"Kill with me, surrender to avoid death, surrender and don't kill!" Several platoon commanders shouted at the top of their throats.

Holding a box cannon in his hand, he was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, screaming and rushing towards the battlefield.

There are very few devils left who have been baptized with light machine guns, pistols, and grenades.

After more than 100 Eighth Route Army troops rushed over like wolves, they also planned to fight bayonets and fight with the Eighth Route Army with the assassination they were good at.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of pistol shooting suddenly sounded, and the squad platoon commander who rushed to the front shot decisively, not giving the devil this chance.

Less than ten living little devils, in front of more than a dozen pistols, were killed in an instant, and there was not a single living mouth.

"Keep rushing, there are still puppet troops in front, those who surrender will not die, surrender and not kill!" Vice captain Hong Linfeng rushed to the front first, shouting as he rushed.

Seeing that a puppet army officer still wanted to carry it to the end, he raised the box cannon and forced his subordinates to raise their guns to fight back.

Hong Linfeng raised the box cannon and fired a shuttle of bullets at him.

Two bullets drilled into the officer's chest, shooting two beautiful blood flowers, and then the puppet officer fell to the ground with a scream.

"Surrender the gun and don't kill, and those who surrender will not die!" Hong Linfeng continued to roar.

The battlefield was chaotic, and there were gunshots everywhere, but his roar still spread far away.

Recently, more than a dozen puppet soldiers were so frightened that they threw their guns on the ground as soon as they let go, and then knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands to indicate that they had surrendered, for fear that the Eighth Route Army that rushed over would kill them by mistake.

"Captain, this battle is so cool, clean and neat, I haven't fought such a happy battle in a long time. More than a hundred Japanese puppet troops were all wiped out, and not a single one slipped away! At the end of the battle, Hong Linfeng found Li Hao and reported excitedly.

"The devil is a full infantry squad, and more than a dozen of them were killed by three platoons along the way, and the other devils are all here, and none of them are alive!"

"The puppet army is still the same, they surrendered when they saw us rushing over, and they didn't have the heart to resist at all!"

Li Hao nodded and replied, "That's for sure!" ”

"The current puppet army was still an anti-Japanese soldier a few months ago, or even a month ago, but he followed the wrong commander, so he had to put on this skin as a last resort, and few people were willing to die for the little devil!"

"It will be different in the future, the devil will definitely form and train the puppet army by himself, and it will be difficult to encounter it so easily when the time comes!"

"Don't talk nonsense, the troops immediately clean up the battlefield and prepare to retreat!"

"You and I go to the Japanese puppet army garrison to see the situation, if they don't know that the three troops they attacked have been killed by us, maybe we can make another article and kill some of their troops!"

"Yes, Captain!" Hong Linfeng was both excited and looking forward to answering.

The Japanese puppet army was temporarily stationed, and Watanabe Nakasa wrinkled his brows with a very anxious expression.

After two hours of waiting and wearing, the confidence that had been on the face of the dispatch had vanished completely, and had been replaced by worry.

"Sir, don't worry, there are still gunshots coming from outside the station, as long as there are gunshots, it proves that our attacking troops are still safe!" The vice-captain hesitated for a moment and comforted.

Watanabe Nakasa shook his head and replied, "Having said that, but after going out for so long, it should be back for all reason!" ”

"Not only has I not come back now, but there is no news at all, if I am not wrong, the situation of the three strikers must be much worse than we imagined!"

The vice-captain also felt it.

Those officers of the unit are usually arrogant and fierce generals who walk with their heads held high, and if they have achieved some achievements, they will definitely send someone back to report as soon as possible.

Now there is no news at all, eighty percent is as judged by the captain.

Not only did they not achieve results that they could show their hands on, but the troops also suffered a lot of losses, and the achievements did not correspond to the losses, and they were embarrassed to come back.

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

Suddenly, an explosion entered the tent amid the sound of gunfire.

Watanabe Nakasa and the vice-captain seemed to be frightened and stood up.

After glancing at each other, they both saw uneasiness and worry in each other's eyes.

"Is it an artillery shell explosion, or an Empire-made 81 mm caliber mortar shell explosion, this kind of explosion is very familiar!" The vice-captain judged with a frown.

Watanabe Nakasa's face became even more ugly: "The gunfire now is also denser than before, not only light machine guns, but I also heard the sound of heavy machine gun fire!" ”

After saying that, Watanabe Nakasa rushed out of the tent with a telescope.

Without binoculars, a single piece of fire two kilometers away from the station could be clearly seen, from where gunshots and explosions were heard.

Watanabe Nakasa's face was even more ugly: "The sortie force only has an infantry squadron of the Imperial Army, and it is not equipped with mortars and heavy machine guns, and those heavy weapons must be from the Eighth Route Army!" ”

"These Eighth Route Army even use heavy weapons, what do they want to do?"

The deputy captain immediately replied: "I judge that the Eighth Route Army must be attacking our sortie troops!" ”

"It must have been the plan of our sortie troops, and then they were attacked by the main force of the Eighth Route Army."

"In order to end the battle as soon as possible, they quickly killed our attacking troops, using heavy machine guns and mortars!"

Watanabe Nakasa did not speak with a calm face, but he already approved of the deputy's analysis in his heart.

Quickly raising his binoculars to look at the battlefield, he had to find more evidence to prove the judgment of the two men before he could give the order.

The range of the fire was so large that it was possible to fit its own three-shot strike troops, and everywhere there was fire in the air, grenades exploded, and artillery shells exploded.

Because of the terrain, Watanabe Nakasa could not see the tongue of fire coming out of the muzzle of the machine-gun strafing, but the dense sound of machine-gun fire made him sure that there were at least twenty machine guns firing on the battlefield, some of the crooked handles of the Imperial equipment, and there were also Czech-made Chinese troops with a large number of equipment.

"It's our troops that are being attacked!" Watanabe Nakasa finally made a decision.

"This is a conspiracy of the Eighth Route Army, judging by the firepower, they have at least one regiment!"

"First use artillery fire to force us to attack, then lure the attacking troops into their pocket formations, and finally launch an attack to kill our attacking troops!"

"We must not watch the sortie force be killed right under our noses!"

"And the purpose of our sweep this time is to kill the Eighth Route Army, since their main force is here, let's kill them here and reduce the pressure of our next sweep!"

The vice captain's frowning brow quickly relaxed, and the worry on his face was gone.

Looking at Watanabe Nakasa, he asked with a fanatical expression, "Sir, how are we going to fight?" ”

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