At the moment when the machine gun of the big pillar fired, Zhao Shixun also led a group of militiamen out of the bunker and rushed forward at full speed.

The Japanese army was suddenly attacked from behind, and the formation was immediately chaotic. Because the second lieutenant of the devil was killed at the first time, it directly caused the devils of the two detachments to lose their unified command.

In the face of the machine-gun bullets fired from behind, all the surviving devils suddenly fell into a brief confusion, some hitting forward, some turning backwards. There are also those who are lying on their stomachs, and there are those who are squatting.

However, after a brief period of confusion, a ghost soldier Cao began to shout at his panicked soldiers, trying to organize the soldiers to fight back against the enemy behind.

In the dozens of seconds of the devil's chaos, Zhao Shixun led people to rush more than fifty meters, and saw that many devils were turning around and lying down, Zhao Shixun stopped his footsteps and squatted down, picked up his box cannon with both hands and quickly aimed at a devil who was squatting and aiming at himself.

"Call me!"

Bang Bang ...... Bang bang......

A volley of guns fired, and the five devils' bodies were shocked, and they immediately fell to the ground. But at this time, the rest of the devils had all lay down, and a sparse burst of gunfire immediately responded.

During the gunshot, one militiaman was shot in the chest and fell to the ground, while another was shot directly in the head and his skull was blown off a .......

"Lie down! …… Grenade preparation. ”

Da Da Da ......

Just as the devils began to fight back against the militia rushing behind them, the Czechs of the big pillar finally roared again. The gunfire was extremely fast, and a long burst of shots swept in, directly suppressing the gunfire of the devils who counterattacked.

"Bomb ......!"

Hiss...... Boom .......

After a rain of bullets, a continuous explosion sounded out, and seven or eight grenades exploded more than ten meters away from the devil, directly blowing up a wall of smoke.

"Charge ......!"

"Bomb ......!"

A moment later, there was another violent explosion, and more than a dozen surviving devils were completely enveloped in smoke and fire.

"Kill the devil ......!"

With a roar, Zhao Shixun pulled out the big knife on his back and took the seven surviving militiamen directly into the smoke.

……

The final battle went very smoothly, under the front and back attacks, especially the last wave of grenades, which directly caused more than a dozen devils to be reimbursed half on the spot, and the rest were also injured by the shock. Under the assault of Zhao Shixun and Zhou Yu, they basically went to see their Emperor His Majesty without much resistance.

At the same time that the devils of the two detachments were annihilated, Tiewa and the second squad also came in from the north of the village, and more than 40 Japanese puppet soldiers and plainclothes teams suddenly came to the earth eight road behind them, and most of them immediately broke up without a trace after losing the Japanese soldiers they relied on, and the remaining few slow-legged plainclothes teams all knelt down and surrendered.

After the victory of the battle, Zhao Shixun didn't care about anything, and after leaving the corpses of the dead militia to the surviving people in the village, he immediately left Xujiayu with the remaining county brigade and went into the mountains north of the village. The devil's stronghold is less than twenty miles away from here, and now the troops are very tired, and the casualties are not small, and Zhao Shixun does not dare to stay here for a long time.

……

Two hours later, in a dense forest on a hillside, Zhao Shixun sat on a rock, and carefully wrote his names in a notebook one by one. After the last training, Zhao Shixun also set an unwritten rule for the Hengqu County Brigade, that is, after each battle, the names of the soldiers who died must be carefully recorded. No matter what your name is, even if it's a cat or a dog, you have to write down .......

While listening to Zhou Yu's narration, Zhao Shixun carefully counted the casualties and results of this battle.

After drilling into the mountains, Zhao Shixun finally put his mind at ease. After some detailed statistics, Zhao Shixun found that his county brigade had experienced the battle just now, and the losses were so great that he was distressed!

When the county brigade set off from Shenquan Village, there were still five people in four squads, but now there are as many as twelve people killed in battle alone! In addition to this, there were three minor wounded. My own losses have actually exceeded one class!

This time, because it was a close-range battle and a battle against devils, most of the militia were injured to the point, and it didn't take long for them to die, and there was no hope of rescue at all. The heaviest casualties were Zhou Dahu's fourth squad, and the combat squad of thirteen people directly killed seven and slightly injured two people, and had been completely disabled.

The only thing that made Zhao Shixun arrive a little relieved was that in addition to Zhou Dahu, who suffered a little skin injury, the four squad leaders were all alive and well, and they were finally the backbone.

Almost all of these militiamen were trained by Zhao Shixun, and although the training time was not long, it did put Zhao Shixun's great effort. In Zhao Shixun's thoughts, these seeds are the future non-commissioned officer backbone of the militia team!

Zhao Shixun, who has been a soldier for more than ten years, knows very well that if a unit wants to have strong combat effectiveness, it must not only have excellent commanders, but also excellent grassroots non-commissioned officers, because they are the pillars of the army's combat effectiveness. The main reason for the great decline in the combat effectiveness of the Nationalist Army since the Songhu and Nanjing battles was that these two battles caused too great losses to the grassroots officers and noncommissioned officers of the Central Army of the Nationalist Army, and they had already injured the bones and bones of the army. Although a large number of new recruits were added in the later period, the combat effectiveness of the army plummeted, and it did not reach one-third of the pre-war level at all, and the result was that it directly led to another miserable defeat in the Battle of Wuhan, in which a division of the Chinese army was even defeated by a field brigade of less than 1,000 men of the Japanese army, which was absolutely impossible during the Battle of Songhu.

For the losses in the battle, Zhou Yu once offered to take full responsibility, and even resigned from his position as deputy captain.

Regarding Zhou Yu's proposal, Zhao Shixun did not accept it. After all, this battle was originally an encounter, even if Zhou Yu didn't go, he would send someone into the village to reconnoiter the joint, and it would still be difficult to escape the fate of being ambushed.

And for Zhou Yu's performance in this battle, whether it is Zhao Shixun or the members of the county brigade, it is obvious to all, Zhou Yu dealt with it in a timely manner after discovering that something was wrong, and the combat command was remarkable. Especially in the battle, he sacrificed his life to pick up grenades to save everyone, which made the militia admire their captain Zhou.

After comforting Zhou Yu, Zhao Shixun asked Da Zhuzi to lead someone to be responsible for burying the two crooked handles and more than 40 rifles on the spot to make a mark, and then come here to pick them up when the team is expanded.

Although the fierce battle just now caused a lot of casualties to the county brigade, it achieved good results. After killing 26 devils and more than a dozen puppet plainclothes soldiers, Zhao Shixun and his men captured 24 38 Dagai rifles, 2 crooked machine guns, 12 Zhongguan Hanyang, 6 box guns, and 14 pistols in the south. In addition, there were more than 1,100 rounds of 65 bullets, more than 400 rounds of 792 bullets, 150 rounds of Mauser pistol bullets, etc., and of course more than 20 grenades of various types.

After all the surviving 38 militiamen were replaced with brand-new 38 big covers and medium guns, Zhao Shixun gave Xizi's three squads a crooked handle, and then each squad leader was assigned a pistol, and the remaining three pistols were divided among the three machine gunners for self-defense.

As for the remaining thirty-seven rifles, twelve rifles of the fallen militia, and a superfluous crooked handle, Zhao Shixun currently did not have the spare manpower to take them away, so he could only bury the big pillar on the spot.

After counting the casualties and results, all that remains is the analysis of the reasons for this battle. It's not too difficult for this, because Zhao Shixun and they just have three plainclothes team members who were captured alive to ask clearly.

Sitting on a rock, the westward sun emitted a golden soft light sprinkled on his face, making Zhao Shixun feel very comfortable. Lowering his head and squinting at the three men in black kneeling in front of him, Zhao Shixun pulled out his big knife and put it on his lap, and asked lightly while wiping it with a cloth:

"Can any of the three of you tell me when you arrived in Xujiayu, what you did during this period, who gave you the news, and what is the news?"

After asking these four questions, Zhao Shixun raised his head slightly, and his eyes swept over the faces of the three of them one by one.

The three men glanced at each other, and two of them had a flash of innocence on their faces. The other kept staring at the big knife in Zhao Shixun's hand from beginning to end, his face full of ashes.

"Sir, you're the Eighth Route Army, right? The small one is the plainclothes team of Hengqu County, this time we followed the Japanese and the Imperial Association Army to the village to collect food, and happened to meet the grandfathers of the Eight Roads. The little one and my brother are just to eat together, and I hope that the grandfathers of the eight roads will raise their noble hands and spare the little one's life. After the little one goes back, he must hold his tail and be a man, and he will never do anything unfavorable to the Eighth Route Army. ”

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked at the knife in Zhao Shixun's hand and said with a flattering face. And the round-faced man next to him heard this, and his sweaty head was like a rattle.

"That is, that is, after we go back, we must be honest people, and we will never be enemies of the grandfathers of the Eight Roads. This time the devil forced us to come, how can we have the courage ourselves, all eight-way grandfathers, spare your lives, ....... ”

Zhao Shixun listened to the words of the two, and his eyes slowly narrowed into a straight line. A drop of sweat slowly ran down the hair of the sideburns, cut across the knife-like cheeks, and dripped onto the back of the knife on the thigh, slowly dissipating in the wind.

Suddenly, Zhao Shixun's tiger eyes opened suddenly, his figure flashed, and the big knife in his hand turned into a cold light, and he slashed it diagonally!

Puff ......, puff .......

The cold light flashed, and in an instant, a bloody arrow erupted from the broken neck, and the plainclothes man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheek was beheaded on the spot!

As a blood gourd rolled down to the round-faced man's side, this guy opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhao Shixun in front of him with an incredulous expression.

"Ah......, Grandpa Balu spares his life......!"

"Captain Zhao......, be merciful! , they are ...... captives. ”

Poof.......

Before Zhou Yu could finish speaking, Zhao Shixun raised another knife and directly slashed another stupid round-faced man to death.

"Captain Zhao, you ......, stop me!"

…… To be continued, thanks to everyone's support, the body of my relatives has gradually recovered, and Hanhai is finally a lot more relaxed and happy. It's been too slow to update during this time, and I'm really sorry for everyone.