The fighting at the breach continued, but the Japanese makeshift defensive line had collapsed.

The attacking troops were like a flood that burst its banks, pouring into Datong City in a steady stream.

In the occupied area controlled by the commando, the leading company commander was hiding behind a courtyard wall and panting.

Although the time for the attack just now was short, everyone had been struggling on the line of life and death, and their spirits were highly tense, but they consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, and they urgently needed time to take a breath.

"Company commander, the little devil who blocked the gap in the city wall is retreating, should we catch up and beat the water dogs." A platoon commander ran over to report.

The company commander didn't nod immediately, looked at the gap in the city wall behind him and asked, "How many people did we kill in?" ”

"The assault team has all come in, the troops are divided into three, our even the soldiers who are still alive are all here to expand the occupied area, and the other troops are divided into two and attack the Japanese puppet army on the head of the city." Even the instructor introduced.

"The follow-up attacking troops have also reached the gap, and two companies have already come in, and they are resting and waiting in the occupied area."

The company commander decisively ordered: "Three companies are enough for us to continue to divide our troops!" ”

"Correspondent, immediately contact the troops of the Huaiyuan Independent Regiment to kill the troops who entered the city, they went to chase and kill the retreating troops of the little devils, we will go through the city gate from here to block the retreat of the Japanese puppet army's city defense troops, and we must not let them retreat into Datong City to fight with us in the streets."

More than fifty soldiers, closely following the company commander, ghostly, passed through one house after another, straight to the city gate.

At the head of the city, two assault companies already controlled almost half of the city wall to the east.

But it was not satisfied, like two chariots, continuing to run over the remaining Japanese puppet army along the city wall.

The captain had already retreated from the city gate tower to the other side of the city wall, and was in a hurry to organize his troops to abandon the fortifications.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army's attack firepower is too fierce and fast, we must find a way to stop them, otherwise as soon as we retreat, they will chase after us and fight behind our ass, and the retreat is likely to turn into a rout." A squadron leader ran from the direction of the battlefield and reported with a heavy face.

When the captain looked up, he fixed his eyes on the dozens of wounded soldiers, and gave a firm order.

"All the wounded were left behind to block the attacking troops of the Eighth Route Army, and the others retreated with me."

This decision is undoubtedly the best.

Even if the wounded were successfully brought back, they would not be able to participate in the ensuing street fighting, and they would have to waste Datong's precious troops and materials to take care of them.

Rather than this, it is better to leave them behind, give full play to the residual heat, and buy time for the troops to evacuate the city fortifications.

These wounded had long expected this result, and after listening to the captain's order, none of them refuted.

The soldier who could still move didn't turn his head, picked up his weapon and ran towards his combat position, with a resolute expression.

The immobile soldier also lay on the ground with a grenade, and died with them when the Eighth Route Army rushed over.

After arranging the troops behind the palace, the captain decisively began to retreat: "Warriors, the battle that belongs to us is not over yet. ”

"They all leave here with me, and use the houses in the city to fight street battles with the Eighth Route Army entering the city."

Before the war, there were more than 1,000 city defense troops, and now there are more than 300 people left, and they left the city in embarrassment with the captain.

Along the street, less than fifty meters away, dozens of figures suddenly appeared at the end of the street, shooting at them.

In the defensive battle just now, every devil was exhausted.

I finally have a chance to breathe, and I must seize the time to rest, tense nerves, and vigilance...... They all relaxed, never thinking that the Eighth Route Army would run in front of them.

The sudden sound of gunfire was like a death horn that harvested their lives, and everywhere the bullets went, one devil soldier after another was knocked over.

After several rows of soldiers died in a row, the remaining devils finally reacted.

Dragging his tired body to the ground, hiding behind the corpses of his comrades, he raised his weapons to return fire.

The captain ran in the middle of the team and shouted with a frightened face: "How can there be the Eighth Route Army in front of us, where did they come from!" ”

"It must be the Eighth Route Army that entered the city to find out in front of us!" A subordinate analyzed.

Another subordinate followed: "Sir, we must get out of here at once. ”

"If the nearby Eighth Route Army hears the gunfire and surrounds us, we will be blocked here by the Eighth Route Army, and we will be flanked by them in front and back, and we will not be able to leave if we want to."

A solemnity flashed on the captain's face, and after glancing at the figure not far away, he decisively ordered: "The whole army is assaulted, and we will kill it." ”

"Be sure to get out of here before the rest of the Eighth Route Army arrives."

It's definitely easier to defend than to attack.

The retreating Japanese troops did not carry heavy weapons, and it was easier to fight with interspersed troops.

Seeing that the devil rushed towards everyone with a desperate posture, the company commander of the team hurriedly ordered: "All the machine guns are set up behind the courtyard wall and shoot at the devil." ”

"The riflemen shoot freely, and when the devil rushes close, he greets them with grenades, and when he is far away, he greets them with bullets, and resolutely blocks them. Two more infantry squads come out, find a way to touch the vicinity of the devils, and hit them at close range......"

"Dada...... Horn ...... Rumble ......"

Gunshots, explosions, soon rang out in the streets.

The street was five meters wide, and although there were not many people interspersed, they were armed with six light machine guns and one heavy machine gun.

A total of seven machine guns were stationed in front of the devils, which is equivalent to one machine gun only being responsible for a half-meter-wide street.

As soon as the devil in front was shot and fell to the ground, a new bullet flew towards the devil behind.

The riflemen were also not idle.

Some of them cooperated with machine guns to fight the devils who rushed at them.

Some people hid in the courtyard, climbed over one courtyard wall after another, and kept approaching the retreating troops of the devils.

After touching the courtyard next to them, the grenades were thrown into the street like money, and a new round of death storm was set off among the attacking troops in cooperation with the frontal blocking troops!

The streets are dozens of meters long, and the smell of death is shrouded everywhere.

Corpses, stumps and severed arms, everywhere.

Many of the wounded wriggled among the corpses, and every time they moved, they let out a scream of pain, which looked like the Shura Hell, which was very tragic.

The captain was stunned by the scene in front of him, and it took a while before he reacted, and hurriedly ordered: "Retreat, the troops will retreat immediately, we will not attack!" ”

In just three minutes, the more than 300 people he had worked so hard to bring down from the city had killed and injured nearly 100 people.

The captain wanted to cry without tears.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is chasing after us, it seems that it is the troops attacking us at the head of the city." A second lieutenant came running from behind to report.

"So fast!" The squadron leader next to him shouted.

Several subordinates looked at the captain at the same time, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"If we don't withdraw, we will stay here and fight street battles with the Eighth Route Army, and we will hold on for as long as we can." The group leader gritted his teeth and ordered.

Because once this order is issued, it means that he does not plan to leave a way back for himself, and the garrison in the east of the city will also die here with him.

Seeing that his subordinates looked at him in disbelief, his anger suddenly surged up, and he scolded.

"What are you doing in a daze, waiting here to die?"

"Officers above the rank of second lieutenant will act separately, each with a few soldiers, and go into the courtyard separately, and now the action will begin......"

"Only by fighting in this way can we destroy more of the Eighth Route Army before we die in battle, and buy more time for the brigade commander to prepare."

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