Mitsui, who was supervising the battle at the foot of the mountain, was also stunned by the sudden explosion on the mid-mountain position, and the high splashed rocks were pushed by the air waves and fell far away in an arc, and even a few pieces rolled down to Mitsui's feet. More than 300 people in the city, more than 300 people who were still charging just now, are now completely hidden in the smoke of gunpowder, and Mitsui knows that the casualties will not be small. The smoke cleared, and before the surviving guys could escape from the middle of the mountain, a few white smoke came out of the foot of the mountain on the left, and they went straight towards the Japanese formation assembled by Mitsui. It was the old artillery's Bazooka team, and the old artillery, who had been lurking there quietly before dawn, finally waited for Zhao Zhi's signal, and his task was to disturb the Japanese troops assembled at the foot of the mountain after Changmao pulled the mines.

"Boom" a few explosions, Zhao Zhi's killing move came out, and Uncle Guo took 20 riflemen to take advantage of the chaos and explosion of the Japanese army to quietly harvest Mitsui's artillery. The distance of 300 meters was as simple as playing with a sniper rifle, and after a few rounds of shooting, Mitsui's artillery had been wiped out. Mitsui took great pains to find mortars and small-caliber mountain guns on horsebacks.

The guns of the advance battalion were more advanced than those of the Japanese army, but Zhao Zhi was suffering from the lack of large-caliber artillery, so he had to make this strategy to defeat the Japanese artillery, and for this reason, he set up all the more than 30 American-style mines and the hard-established mid-mountain position. Uncle Guo's riflemen have already gone crazy, relying on the ultra-long range of sniper rifles, hiding behind hidden objects, and harvesting the lives of Japanese soldiers to their heart's content. At a distance of 300 meters, the accurate shooting of Mitsui's Japanese veterans was no damage to the riflemen.

"No retreat, no retreat" On the mid-mountain position, a Japanese second lieutenant hysterically brandished the southern pistol in his hand. The bloodstained face and tattered military uniform made him look even more fierce, and the fierce expression on his face and the gun he wielded in his hand made the chaotic Burmese servants gradually quiet. The mines planted by Changmao before were all pull mines, and some of them had been destroyed by shelling, so the seemingly powerful explosion did not completely annihilate the enemy in the mid-mountain position.

There were still nearly 200 surviving servants, all of whom were rushed together by the Japanese army's battle supervision team, ready to attack the mountain in one go. These Burmese servants were all slaves of peasants or nobles, who fought with guns just to feed themselves, and after a short training they were incorporated into combat units, where they had seen such corpses strewn everywhere. Seeing that the companions who were still eating and fighting together yesterday became mutilated corpses in the blink of an eye, most of them vomited. The second lieutenant of the Japanese army supervising the war team was also extremely distressed, these servant troops were low in combat effectiveness and undisciplined, and if it were not for the lack of strength of the Burmese occupation army, the Japanese army would never have incorporated such troops into the combat unit.

Just as the overseers gathered the servant army, several black muzzles suddenly appeared from several protruding mounds on the right side of the mid-mountain position, which were American Browning machine guns. "Da Da" A few tongues of fire rushed towards the Burmese servant army squadron that had just gathered, this was the idea of the national uncle, when the national army was holding on to the city of Nanjing, it used to use the ruins and broken walls after being shelled by the Japanese army and the bloody battle of the Japanese army entering the city, the national uncle had fought the offensive and defensive battles of Nanjing, he knew these things.

The machine-gun bunkers were small, built of cement and trees, and covered with earth and rock, which looked as inconspicuous as mounds of earth, and were not damaged in the slightest by Japanese mortars and small-caliber mountain guns. There was one machine gun and two Garands in each machine gun nest, and seven or eight machine gun nests were scattered in the middle of the mountain, and crossfire had long been formed, just waiting for the Japanese to step into this death trap.

The head of the Japanese second lieutenant of the "Bang" Supervision Team exploded without warning, and the whole head was smashed by the dense bullets, and the steaming blood plasma sprayed all over the ground along with the brain. The Browning machine gun was larger than the average rifle, and it was a hole in the human body, and the head with the cloth military cap would of course be so vulnerable. The servant troops, blinded by machine gun fire, rushed down the hill like a tidal wave, this kind of dense firepower, they had never seen before. The first round of shooting was aimed at the Japanese supervising team, dozens of Japanese soldiers who supervised the battle had become corpses, and the remaining few Japanese troops could not control the defeated servant army at all, so they had to follow them all the way down the mountain.

The machine guns never stopped, and everyone could fight this kind of tailwind, and they were never soft. The machine gunners in the bunker just kept repeating the action of changing the magazine and pulling the trigger, and the whole person trembled with the machine gun, and his feet were full of bullet casings. Bullets flew like bullets at the defeated servant army, and it was easy to go up the hill but difficult to get down, and by the time they fled back to the bottom of the mountain, there were less than 100 servant corps left in the squadron of more than 300 people. Even the Japanese squad that supervised the battle only escaped back with less than 10 people, and all of them were wounded.

The sound of "boom" and "boom" artillery sounded, and just when the rout and Mitsui's reserves first came into contact, Edward's artillery squad received an order from Zhao Zhi and began to shell the mountain. Although there were only 4 81 mortars on the mountain, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Japanese army, having lost its artillery, had no long-range firepower that could fight the advance battalion, and only a few heavy machine guns could not stop the 81 mortar. Uncle Guo and the scattered riflemen completely suppressed the Japanese artillery position, and all the guys who wanted to approach the artillery position became corpses, with the help of the thatched clothes and the cover of the rocks, the Japanese army could not find the traces of the riflemen at all, and the Japanese artillery position was completely blind.

"Your Excellency Nakasa, let's retreat first, the other side has a large number of snipers, our artillery positions have been sealed, this situation is very unfavorable to us" Mitsui's adjutant dissuaded Mitsui, for fear that Mitsui would fight back desperately. Trying to counterattack with just a few machine guns was absolutely unworkable, and Mitsui now had less than 200 people left, some of whom were Burmese servants who could only be used as baggage soldiers. The strength of the other side has not been fully revealed until now, and if you look at the heavy weapons they use, the number should be about the same as their own. However, the opponent had already occupied a favorable terrain, and as the side of the back attack, Mitsui, who had calmed down, did not feel that he could bargain. After thinking about it again, Mitsui decided to withdraw his troops first and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Zhao Zhi, who had the advantage of geographical advantages and heavy weapons, would not let Mitsui run away easily, and the goat and machete had already drilled behind Mitsui with the engineer company. Sappers are also soldiers, nearly 200 Garands are no joke, although they can't annihilate the Japanese army, but there is no problem in blocking the Japanese army. "Press it up, drive them to the other side of the canyon" Zhao Zhi rushed down the mountain with the reserves on the top of the mountain, and drove the scattered Japanese troops to the canyon 5 miles away, which was the canyon that had defeated the Aoki squadron.

Surrounded on three sides, there is only one road to the west, a meadow on the flat river, and this kind of terrain rout is simply sending death. With the sound of gunfire, one by one the Japanese soldiers fell on the meadow, which was the guns fired by the pursuing troops, and the Japanese soldiers at this time had become the prey of the advance camp. This scene is similar to how the Japanese army pursued the expeditionary force a year ago, except that now the expeditionary force is chasing the Japanese army. The guys who came up around seemed to be very leisurely, and they were forced by Roger to run every day on weekdays, and they were fed with canned rice every day, but they raised a good figure. Zhao Zhi only ordered the Japanese army to be driven into the canyon, and did not ask to annihilate the Japanese army on the meadow, and the doglegs were also afraid that the Japanese army would fight back desperately, so they just followed behind and fired a few shots from time to time, and their own casualties were not too great.

The pursuers were very relaxed, but Mitsui in front was rarely embarrassed, but when they came, there were more than 600 people, and now there are less than 300 left. Before the mid-levels position was taken down, nearly half of the soldiers were lost, although most of them were Burmese servants, but Mitsui's heavy weapons were all lost, and only a few light machine guns and two grenadiers remained. Seeing the canyon in front of him from a distance, Aoki, who still had gauze wrapped around his head, hurriedly grabbed Mitsui, "I can't go in, my squadron was ambushed in the canyon" Mitsui was suspicious of Aoki's words, and finally sent a few Japanese veterans to press dozens of Burmese servants to explore the way into the canyon, so as not to suffer the same ambush as Aoki's squadron.

The pursuers behind were getting closer and closer, and the gunshots gradually increased, and Mitsui had no expression on his face, but his heart was in a mess. There was no gunfire in the canyon, and finally a Japanese soldier rushed out, still waving a small flag on his rifle, which meant that there was no danger. Mitsui and Aoki breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and poured into the canyon with the rest of the Japanese troops, and according to this terrain, they were confident that they could block the pursuers behind them. At least you can wait for the arrival of reinforcements, the telegram from Mitsui's rescue has already been sent, and the reinforcements will come in two days.

Seeing that there was a way to live ahead, the Japanese soldiers, who had long been exhausted, saw that the commander had given the order, so they desperately rushed into the canyon, where they could still take care of the surrounding terrain. The traces of the battle of Aoki's squadron are gone, the corpses have been well cleaned, and only a few craters are left to show the battles that took place here. To enter the canyon, you must first pass through a slope, and it was here that Aoki's squadron fired at the advance battalion that day, covering the retreat of most of the troops, and Aoki remembers this vividly. The trenches and concealments on the slope have long since been cleared, and the entire slope is now a flat river with no shelter to find.

A hint of coldness suddenly appeared in Aoki's heart, although the soldiers who were exploring the path played the banner of safety, he always felt that something was not quite right. With this doubt, Aoki slowly leaned to the left with a dozen of his soldiers, and once a mutation occurred, Aoki could escape with his soldiers. Sure enough, as Aoki thought, as soon as the Japanese soldiers who took the lead walked down the slope, several bullets were fired from the canyon, knocking down the Japanese soldiers who were walking in front of them to the grass. The sound of gunfire was the signal, and several long white smoke flew out of the canyon, hitting the Japanese troops on the slope.

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