The grass target made of wheat straw poked the ground, and even if it was observed from a distance in broad daylight, it looked like a half-crouched figure on the ground. And in the snowy night, those grass targets that suddenly appeared at the front of the position were more like figures leaping in the direction of the trenches.

Almost in the blink of an eye, two Japanese machine guns, which were already in a state of deterrence and strafing, quickly turned their muzzles, scattered several grass targets, and quickly disappeared. From a distance, it really looks like a living target has been hit and suddenly falls down.

And those Japanese soldiers who were lying in the trenches and shooting at the grass target with three or eight big covers were very frightened and frightened - it was only a distance of seventy or eighty meters, and they could almost not aim to bite the flesh and raise the gun, but those attackers who showed their bodies on the snow seemed to have not been hit at all, but they just stood up and let out bursts of shouts of killing!

Seeing that the rifles could not suppress the attackers who showed their bodies, several pieces of masonry were violently pushed out from under an inconspicuous snowdrift, and a half-foot-long machine gun muzzle flame erupted, knocking out several grass targets in an instant.

Almost at the same time that the bunker under the snowdrift showed its hideous face, a Type 92 infantry gun was also pushed out of the rear of the trench with the hoarse shouts of several Japanese soldiers. Several Japanese soldiers were busy hiding behind the not too tall shields, apparently looking for an area where the targets were relatively concentrated, preparing to carry out an approaching artillery attack!

Suddenly pulling the small copper horn that had been frozen on his lips from his mouth, Mo Tianliu stared at the Type 92 infantry cannon and muttered to himself: "Good guy...... The cannons are all pushed up! If you stop tonight, tomorrow you will have to suffer a great loss! ”

also saw the Type 92 infantry cannon that was hurriedly pushed up by the Japanese soldiers, and the fire position, which was originally lying in the snow and choosing a firing position, rolled several times in succession, and quickly pounced on Mo Tianliu's side, and hurriedly shouted to Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, you see that there is no ......."

Without waiting for the sound to finish speaking, Mo Tianliu had already answered in a low voice: "The little devil has a cannon!" As soon as it sounds, can you find a place to seal the cannon? ”

Just thinking about it for a moment, he nodded heavily in case of a loud sound: "Give the machine gun to the other two sharpshooters, and I'll deal with that gun!" ”

"You've got it! The machine gun is easy to dodge, as soon as this cannon explodes a large area, let's gather together these people, it's not enough for the devil's cannon to blow up or two......"

Nodding solemnly towards Mo Tianliu, in case of a loud sound, he rolled all the way to the side of the other two Eighth Route Army sharpshooters under the rain of bullets from the Japanese army, and after a few brief explanations, he touched himself into the darkness. And at the moment when the figure just disappeared into the darkness, the two sharpshooters of the Eighth Route Army opened fire almost at the same time, and immediately dumbened the two Japanese machine guns that were the first to fire for deterrent shooting!

Without waiting for Mo Tianliu to shout hello to the two Eighth Route Army sharpshooters from the bottom of his heart, the two machine guns that had just been dumb began to spit out tongues of fire again. Seeing that the Japanese soldiers behind the Type 92 infantry cannon had already begun to carry the heavy shells, and the muzzle of the cannon also pointed to the direction where the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in the attack group were hidden, Mo Tianliu was so anxious that he muttered repeatedly: "What if this sounds...... Why don't you do it yet? The devil is about to open fire......"

It seemed to hear Mo Tianliu's muttering full of anxiety and worry, and in the sound of all kinds of firearms on the battlefield, a Japanese soldier who had just picked up a cannonball suddenly seemed to be smashed on the top of his head without a steel helmet by an invisible hammer, and fell to the ground, and the cannonball in his hand was also thrown out of the snow!

Several Japanese soldiers squatting behind the Type 92 infantry cannon looked at the high-explosive bomb that had fallen in the snow and had been equipped with a trigger fuse, and after a while, they stood up again with a loud shout, two of the Japanese soldiers knelt on the snow to check the Japanese soldier who suddenly had a hole in his head, while the other two Japanese soldiers quickly rushed towards the shell that fell in the snow.

There was still no warning, and the Japanese soldier who had just bent down to pick up the high-explosive shell had just reached out to touch the shell, and his waist suddenly collapsed, and he plunged into the snow, and his whole body covered the shell tightly!

Two Japanese soldiers hiding behind a relatively safe shield were killed one after another, and several other Japanese soldiers naturally understood that this was not the result of stray bullets on the battlefield, but one or more sharpshooters aiming at their heads in the dark!

Hurriedly lying on the ground, a Japanese soldier raised his head slightly, and shouted hoarsely at the Japanese soldier who was shooting at the grass targets in the trench and had no idea of the situation behind him: "Someone is shooting at us......."

Before the Japanese soldier could finish speaking, a bullet fired from the darkness had accurately hit the steel helmet worn by the Japanese soldier. Although the bullets flying from a distance did not penetrate the steel helmet worn by the Japanese soldier, the huge impact force forcefully pulled the tight belt under the steel helmet, easily breaking the Japanese soldier's neck......

Seeing that if three shots were fired, the Japanese soldiers behind the Type 92 infantry cannon did not dare to make any other moves, and the other two sharpshooters of the Eighth Route Army also accelerated the speed of shooting. After a few bullets were fired in succession, the three machine guns arranged on the Japanese position were all dumbfounded!

Jumping up from the snow, Mo Tianliu, who had been waiting for the machine gun to stop suddenly, suddenly pulled away the fire rope of the cluster grenade that had already been grasped in his hand, and threw the smoking cluster grenade out fiercely with the momentum of his body rushing forward.

Almost all of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were able to participate in the assault group were veterans who had experienced many years of warfare, and they were already familiar with the control of the battlefield situation. Almost at the same time that Mo Tianliu threw out the cluster grenade, several other soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in the attack group also threw the cluster grenade with the wooden handle of the grenade already hot into the trench occupied by the Japanese army.

In the continuous explosion of cluster grenades in mid-air, the Japanese soldiers guarding the trenches were suddenly blown up into screams and wails, and the rain of bullets, which was still dense, suddenly stopped. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Mo Tianliu jumped up from the snow again and rushed towards the trench occupied by the Japanese army like lightning. The person was still about ten meters away from the trench, and the twenty rings of Dezao in his hand had already swept a beautiful fan towards the Japanese soldiers who were staggering and standing up in the trenches!

Like a group of snow leopards waiting for the arrival of predators in the snow, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army of the attack group all took advantage of this hard-won attack opportunity on the battlefield to jump up, and the suppressive fire formed by the German-made 20 pistols in a very short period of time directly hit the Japanese soldiers who were lucky not to be killed in the trenches and had no ability to fight back. It was just the blink of an eye, and a section of trench 100 meters long had already fallen into the control of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing that several soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had rushed along the trench to the machine gun position set up by the Japanese army, Mo Tianliu quickly replaced a full magazine with his hands and feet, jumped over the wide trench, and rushed towards the Type 92 infantry gun behind the trench regardless of it, and shouted loudly: "Don't rob me - this cannon belongs to me!" ”

Seeing that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army occupied a long section of the trench in a moment, several Japanese soldiers who were so pressed by the accurate fire that they did not dare to raise their heads suddenly jumped up from behind the shields of the Type 92 infantry guns. Two of the Japanese soldiers were obviously full-time artillerymen, and they didn't look for weapons to defend themselves for a while, so they grabbed two sapper shovels for digging bunkers from behind the Type 92 infantry guns, howled and put on a posture of hand-to-hand combat with Mo Tianliu, and greeted Mo Tianliu menacingly!

Without thinking about it, he raised the muzzle of the gun, and suddenly stopped his footsteps, Mo Tianliu, who held the Dezao twenty-shot pistol in both hands, and steadily shot one by one, knocking several Japanese soldiers behind the shield of the Type 92 infantry gun to the ground, and then an arrow stepped to the side of the Type 92 infantry gun, and kicked a Japanese soldier who was beaten by himself and fell on the body of the gun: "Can you use a gun, Lao Tzu will fight with you with a bayonet?" You are Lao Tzu is a mallet, that good ......."

As soon as the words fell, from the side of the Japanese position to the distance, there were also a series of explosions. Seeing the firelight constantly rising in the air, Mo Tianliu listened carefully for a while, and suddenly chuckled reassuringly: "Hey, hey, hey...... There are cluster grenades, and there are also explosive packs, it seems that the mallet and that Yang Chao have succeeded! ”

The remaining Japanese soldiers in the trenches were quickly cleared, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army of the assault group had cleared the trenches in the blink of an eye. Carrying a crooked machine gun that had just arrived, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army raised his voice and shouted at Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, why don't you retreat quickly?!" We just beat the devil coldly, and when the devil comes back, he will definitely have to go crazy and pounce on him! ”

Stretching out his hand and patting the Type 92 infantry cannon beside him, Mo Tianliu raised his voice and responded: "I can't lose the things that I finally got my hands on!" Come over a few people and drag back the devil's cannon and two boxes of shells, and the big boss and Commander Li will definitely be happy! ”

"Drag the cannon away in this heavy snow?! We can't go fast at all! When the time comes, the devil will be caught, and whether the cannon can be dragged back is a matter of two words, and if the trouble is not good, you will have to fold it into a few ......"

"There's a tendon in your brain! It's easy to sink into the snow with a cannon wheel, but the snow plow can't! Get a few grass targets that haven't scattered the flowers, tie them into a snow climbing plow and tie them under the reels of this cannon, and a few people can run fast with them! Ring...... What if it rings? ”

Holding the 38 big cover that had made great achievements, in case of a ghost coming out of the darkness like a ghost, he responded urgently to Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, don't think about it at this time!" Listen to the captain's order, let's withdraw after the fight! ”

"What are you anxious about? Go find a machine gun, bring two more men for you to be ammunition men, and you'll sit on the snow plow pulling the cannon and retreat! If a devil really catches up, the machine gun in your hand will be able to block it for a while! ”

"Sitting on a snow plow and using a machine gun to block the devils? This is the ....... It's fresh, is it possible? ”

"The cannon is pulled in reverse, the muzzle of the cannon is aimed at the devil's side, you lie behind the iron shield of this cannon, the devil is shooting at you, and you also have a cover. Listen to me, this method will definitely work! ”