Hearing the shouts of the devil lieutenant, the two dozen or so surviving devil soldiers immediately forced all the puppet soldiers back with bayonets and let them continue to hold their positions.

And at the moment when the devil brought the puppet army back, Qi Baoshan bombed another dark fort on the outer wall of the turret.

At this moment, all the hidden forts that could hide people on the west side of the devil's stronghold were basically collapsed.

At the same time, seeing that the devil's stronghold had been bombed, Yang Chenghu decisively personally led people to launch a decisive charge.

In an instant, with the sound of a rapid charge, more than one hundred and seventy gray figures rushed towards the stronghold not far away, surging forward like a tide.

……

"Squad Leader! The Eighth Route Army has launched a charge! ”

A ghost soldier who was guarding the outer wall of the stronghold noticed this scene and immediately issued a loud warning.

At the same time, the earth-shattering shouts of killing were also faintly heard.

"Everyone hold the gap in the outer wall, and the machine gunners will immediately suppress the enemy!"

Knowing that the Eighth Route Army had launched a general attack, the devil second lieutenant immediately raised his katana and shouted hysterically.

Under his urging, the puppet army and the devils hurriedly rushed to the gap that had been blown open and began to shoot desperately outward.

For a moment, a dense rain of bullets swept across the slope in front of the stronghold, knocking the charging soldiers to the ground.

"Machine gun cover ......!"

Da-da-da-da!

Seeing that the devil began to fight back desperately, Yang Chenghu immediately beckoned the machine gunners who followed him to set up their weapons on the spot, and tried their best to suppress the gap that was blown up.

In an instant, with the back and forth of machine guns on both sides, whether in the gap or on the slope, there were constantly figures being shot and rolling down.

Due to the loss of the bunker and the main artillery tower as fire support, and the combat effectiveness of the puppet army is too rubbish, although the sparsely numbered devils desperately shot out on the gap, it was still difficult to suppress the charging eight roads.

It didn't take long for the special battalion to rush to within fifty meters of the gap.

Within fifty meters, it is exactly the throwing limit of a grenade. At this moment, the overwhelming grenades of the special battalion immediately smashed into the enemy at the gap.

After a series of explosions, five or six devil soldiers fell at the gap, and the puppet army completely dispersed.

"Brothers, throw grenades into the stronghold!"

After rushing to within 30 meters of the outer wall of the stronghold, Yang Chenghu took the lead and threw the grenade directly into the stronghold.

Immediately after, more fighters also greeted with grenades in the gaps and walls.

During this period, although the devils inside would occasionally throw out a few grenades, they were soon completely overwhelmed by the violent explosion.

Dozens of seconds later, when the entire stronghold was shrouded in thick grenade explosion smoke, Yang Chenghu pulled out the big knife on his back.

"All on the bayonet, rush in with me and chop the little devil!"

In the roar, Yang Chenghu held the box cannon in his left hand and the big knife in his right hand, and was the first to jump into the gap that was blown up.

Soon, more than 100 soldiers from the special service battalion followed closely and poured in.

By this time, the battle was almost coming to an end.

The devil soldiers in the stronghold originally only numbered thirty-six, but ten of them were killed under Qi Baoshan's shelling, and more than a dozen were knocked down by bullets and grenades during the blockade. By the time Yang Chenghu and the others rushed into the stronghold, the puppet army had basically all run and surrendered. And the remaining dozen or so devils with bruises were killed in less than three minutes under the siege of more than 100 wolf-like Eighth Route Army.

……

And just when Yang Chenghu and the others were basically about to end the battle, outside the stronghold of Zhongquan Village, which was located seven or eight miles away, a good show of fraudulent surrender was also being staged.

Under the clear sky, Dapeng stood on the slope in front of the stronghold with a big blade on his shoulder, pointing at the puppet army in the stronghold and scolding:

"The bunnies inside! Do you hear me? Our main force has taken over your biggest stronghold.

If you know each other, hurry up and surrender to the eighth master, otherwise when Lao Tzu pulls the cannon over in a while, you don't want to keep the guy who eats on your shoulder!

Do you hear that?! If you don't die, hurry up and reply to Lao Tzu! ”

……

Behind the ridge not far away, looking at Dapeng standing in front of him with a golden sword, arrogantly scolding, Heiwa wiped the cold sweat on her face.

"My dear mother...... Brother Dapeng is also playing too much, these two dogs have evil intentions, he just wants to run and has no chance....... ”

Hearing this, he smiled and glanced at Heiwa, Zhao Shixun leaned his back against a stone that was hot from the sun, and comfortably spit out a smoke ring.

"Don't worry...... This kid has already figured out the minds of these two dogs. Just at the burst of artillery just now, even if you borrow the courage of these puppet soldiers, no one may dare to shoot. However, if there is really that kind of person who lacks heart and eyes, it can only be said that this kid's life is not good.

Hehe...... He deserves to go to waste. ”

Hearing this, Heiwa could only shrug helplessly.

Not long ago, listening to the rumbling cannon sound from the direction of Tuwo Village, after learning from the phone that the progress over there was rapid, Dapeng, who had nothing to do in the trenches, couldn't help but be bored, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to go up and deceive the puppet army.

And why do you say that you surrender by fraud instead of persuasion, the main reason is that neither Zhao Shixun nor Yang Chenghu have ever planned to fight the other two strongholds.

The main reason is that the puppet army here is too weak and the stronghold is very small. Once the support of the stronghold of Tuwo Village is lost, I am afraid that even food will not be able to support it for long. And to deal with this kind of small cannon building with only one barbed wire fence on the periphery, Yang Chenghu has dozens of ways to clean them up in the future.

In the past, they couldn't move because they were afraid that the Japanese puppet army in Tuwo Village would come out to increase their strength, and after getting rid of their dependence, it was easy to attack these two small strongholds.

……

A few minutes later, as the gunfire in the direction of Tuwo Village gradually stopped, Dapeng, who was standing and scolding, looked at the turret that was still not moving, and the anger came up.

"Draft the uncle's ......! Gave you face, didn't you? I'll put the words here today, we can bring in the cannon in a while, and none of you want to run!

Dare to take Lao Tzu's words as a deaf ear! Do you know what Grandpa did before he became the Eighth Road? ”

Speaking of this, Dapeng suddenly raised his knife and aimed it at the puppet army on the turret.

"Let me tell you these rabbit cubs, grandpa used to do the business of killing people and overselling goods, and the number of people who have been killed from outside the customs to inside the customs is uncountable!

Just for today, you gang of dog traitors actually played Lao Tzu, and they all cramped and peeled their skins to light the sky lantern for a while!!

Wait for death, you ......! ”

……

Speaking of this, Dapeng smashed a bite to the ground, and then planned to carry the big knife and go back. Seeing that Dapeng had returned in vain, Zhao Shixun and Heiwa glanced at each other and shook their heads gently.

And just when everyone was about to comfort Dapeng, a scream suddenly came from the turret in the distance, and then raised a white coat with a bamboo pole.

"Eight masters, slow ...... We've dropped ...... We've dropped ......! ”

……

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At noon, on the mountain road back to Nanyang Village, looking at the column rolling forward behind him, Yang Chenghu finally showed a long-lost smile.

He knew that after this battle, he not only got a large amount of materials, weapons and ammunition, but also allowed the newly recruited more than 100 recruits to get a rare combat exercise. And it is also a training for the battle.

He knew very well that the training of this tough battle was different from the ambush war, and it was the best way to temper the soldiers' willpower and combat effectiveness. With this tempering of blood and fire, this group of recruits can finally carry the beams of the special service battalion.

"Battalion commander, this is the captured material I just counted, take a look."

As he spoke, instructor Xu Dongsheng walked over and handed Yang Chenghu a small book recording the results of the battle.

Before, because he was worried that the devil's reinforcements would arrive at any time, Yang Chenghu decisively led people to withdraw after almost searching the stronghold, and he didn't have time to count the seizures.

Therefore, all the way, Xu Dongsheng was counting materials while walking.

Hearing this, he took the notebook, and Yang Chenghu looked at it carefully.

Skipping some canned food and other daily necessities, he looked directly at the weapons and ammunition that he cared about the most.

"One heavy machine gun, two crooked handles, twenty-nine three-eight big covers, seventeen Lao Zhongzheng, twenty-eight Hanyang-made, two southern pistols, and two box guns.

1,300 rounds of 65 bullets, 600 rounds of 77 bullets, 1,500 rounds ......of 792 bullets.

Well...... Very good! ”

"Yes, with these weapons and ammunition, we will be rich in more than one more company of soldiers!

……

I really didn't expect that this battle would go so smoothly with the help of the independent detachment! ”

Hearing this, he looked at Yang Chenghu excitedly, and Xu Dongsheng couldn't help but sigh.

As a political cadre who had just been transferred to the special service battalion by Jiang Hongfei, he had actually been holding back a lot of energy in his heart. Although Xu Dongsheng was the instructor of the first battalion in the past, everyone knows that although the first battalion is also a battalion, it is an out-and-out recruit battalion, and the combat effectiveness of the column's knife-tip spy battalion is completely different.

Some time ago, before the headquarters retreated, political commissar Jiang Hongfei deliberately transferred the only political work cadres of the first battalion to the special service battalion in order to restore the combat effectiveness of the special service battalion as soon as possible, and asked him to help Yang Chenghu do a good job in the ideological and political work of the recruits and ensure that the recruits would not cause trouble in the arduous guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines.

For this reason, before leaving, Jiang Hongfei also specially instructed Xu Dongsheng to cooperate with Yang Chenghu's work as much as possible, and to let the special service battalion restore its combat effectiveness to the best level before the start of spring, so as to cope with the spring sweep that is very likely to occur.

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