At this time, the first company had already touched the bridge, and as long as it crossed the bridge, it was Huang Ergou's barracks station.

For the first battle after the expansion of the independent battalion, Zhao Dayong and Zhou He were both determined to win.

If the two companies can still let Huang Ergou run away, the two company commanders will not have to do it.

Zhao Dayong held the telescope and looked at the other side of the bridge for a while, then turned his head to the herald and said:

"Inform the platoons and prepare to attack!"

"Horn!"

As Zhao Dayong pulled the trigger with his finger and a puppet soldier on the opposite bridgehead fell to the ground, the attack of the first company officially began.

One row on the left, two rows on the right, and three rows pass directly from the bridge deck.

Three hundred and sixty warriors charged almost at the same time, and the momentum alone had already made the more than 100 puppet soldiers on the opposite side retreat.

The water depth of the Daling River under the bridge is less than one meter, and it cannot play any role in blocking it at all; What's more, at the same time as the first company attacked, the third company, which was located five hundred meters on the left, also launched a charge.

The defense line on Huang Ergou's side is less than 200 meters, the depth is only 30 meters, and the strength is seriously insufficient, so it is simply unrealistic to achieve an effective blockade.

It only took more than ten minutes before and after, and before Huang Ergou could finish cleaning up his belongings, the two companies of Zhao Dayong and Zhou He had already crossed the Daling River.

Most of the first and third companies are veterans of independent battalions, and they are not inferior to the regular troops of the devils, not to mention the more than 100 puppet troops and more than 300 security teams who don't know where to run?

Less than twenty minutes after the battle began, the entire battlefield became a training ground for Zhao Dayong and Zhou He.

A recruit took aim with a gun for a long time, but when he fired the gun, it was crooked, and he happened to be seen by Zhao Dayong who was passing by.

He kicked the warrior on the ground in the buttocks, and scolded with a dark face:

"Aim and shoot again!"

"Horn!"

Perhaps frightened by Zhao Dayong's tone, the soldier's second shot missed.

Zhao Dayong was anxious, turned around and snatched a Type 38 rifle from the other soldier, and said to the recruit in a deep voice:

"Roll up and watch!"

With that, he got down on one knee and raised his gun to aim.

"Horn!"

From the time Zhao Dayong grabbed the gun to the time he pulled the trigger, in less than five seconds, the security team member about 50 meters in front was shot through the knee of his right leg and fell to the ground in an instant.

The recruit watching from the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and timidly said to Zhao Dayong, who turned his head to look at him:

"Company, company commander, you also missed ......"

Zhao Dayong's nose was almost crooked, and he scolded angrily:

"You're a fart! Isn't this to leave you a target that can still move?! Less nonsense, aim at the head! ”

The recruit didn't dare to refute, and followed Zhao Dayong's example of kneeling on one knee and raising his gun to aim.

Zhao Dayong sat directly on the ground, picked up a finger-thick wicker from the ground, and waved his hand on the shoulder of the recruit:

"The shoulders are flat, and the butt is solid! Hell, stand up! Don't stick your big fleshy face to the butt of the gun, lightly, lightly!

Yes, adjust the breathing, pre-press the trigger with your fingers, and aim the crosshair with the notch; Don't shake his hands in front of him! ……”

"Horn!"

A minute later, the recruit's gun went off, but it was slightly lower, and the bullet struck the shoulder of the enemy who was still struggling to crawl behind cover.

A smile appeared on Zhao Dayong's face:

"It's okay, it's not too stupid, come again."

"Horn!"

The shot was still slightly off, and the bullet knocked out one of the enemy's ears.

Zhao Dayong said patiently:

"You remember, try not to gasp at the moment of firing, so that the muzzle of the gun will not move; You can't hit it at a distance of more than 50 meters, but if it's 200 meters or 300 meters, you still can't shoot all the bullets into the sky? Again! ”

The enemy on the other side didn't want to struggle anymore and was shot three times in quick succession, all of which were not fatal, but they were terrifying.

He struggled to prop himself up, turned his head to look at where Zhao Dayong was, and shouted:

"Don't it! Give Lao Tzu a painful ......"

"Horn!"

With a crisp gunshot, the man's voice stopped abruptly, and his body fell heavily to the ground under the inertia of the bullet, and there was a finger-thick blood hole in his head.

Zhao Dayong couldn't hear what the kid was shouting, but judging from his reaction, he should have wanted to be happy in despair.

Looking at the recruit with excitement on his face, Zhao Dayong reached out and patted him on the shoulder and asked:

"What's going on? Scared not? ”

Although the recruit shook his head in denial, his trembling hands betrayed him.

Zhao Dayong smiled faintly:

"It's good not to be afraid! You remember, when you go to the battlefield with a gun, it is your duty and obligation to kill the enemy; If you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you! If you want to survive on the battlefield, it's useless to hide, you can only survive if you kill all the enemies! ”

The recruit, who still had a hint of childishness on his face, nodded as if he didn't understand, pulled the bolt again to withdraw the cartridge case from the chamber, and raised the gun again to find the target.

"Horn!"

With another shot, a running puppet soldier suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood quickly stained the ground beneath him.

Zhao Dayong nodded with satisfaction, got up and ran to the side with the people.

He went to Zhou He to discuss it and decided to change the way of attack, and let those recruits engage in hand-to-hand combat with the cooperation of veterans.

Anyway, there aren't many enemies left, so taking this opportunity to stimulate the blood in the bones of those recruits will be very helpful for them to go to the battlefield in the future.

At this time, Huang Ergou was holding a suitcase and shrunk in the corner of a barracks, trembling with fright.

He didn't expect the other party's attack to be so fierce, and he didn't even give him a chance to escape.

The suitcase contained all of Huang Ergou's belongings--- more than 500 pieces of ocean and two gold bars.

The expression on Huang Ergou's face was a hint of fear and hideousness, and he was holding two wooden-handled grenades in his left hand, and his little finger was already on the pull ring.

For people like Huang Ergou, money is more important than life.

Even if he dies, the money cannot be left to anyone else.

Huang Ergou has been rampant and domineering in Chaoyang for more than 20 years, and after the Japanese came, he became even more intensified, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as full of evil.

He himself knows this.

Even if he can run out with a dozen or twenty people now, he still has a chance to live.

But if it were him, it would make no difference between running and not running.

Because even if he escapes from here, as long as he is discovered, those people will not let him go.

Therefore, he doesn't plan to run away, as long as he can pull a few cushions on his back to accompany him to the funeral before he dies, this life will be worth it!