"Yaga...... Yes! ”

The crippled military cao looked at the bone stubble on his severed finger for a moment, and then let out a terrible scream.

After draining all the bullets in a few seconds, Zhao Shixun casually inserted the box cannon into his belt, pulled out the big knife behind his back, and with a fierce force under his feet, he jumped into the devil's heavy machine gun bunker.

In the devil's incredible eyes, Zhao Shixun slashed Huashan with a knife on the head.

With a click, the head of the injured devil machine gun shooter flew up instantly, and the screams in the blood spray also stopped abruptly.

In the rain of blood, a devil infantry saw this scene, picked up a weapon and rushed up with a stabbing attack, wanting to avenge the dead military Cao.

Agile sideways to block the deadly thrust, Zhao Shixun immediately kicked the opponent in the head.

Before the devil could get up, the pillar that followed him had already rushed up and knocked him over with the butt of his rifle, and then a thrust sent him back to their small country of projectiles.

In the shouting of killing, seeing that the enemy had rushed into the position, three devils who were carrying ammunition not far away hurriedly raised their rifles loaded with bayonets, howled and rushed over in an attempt to drive out the eight roads.

However, as more four-row soldiers arrived, the three devil soldiers were quickly drowned in the cold light.

From the heavy machine gun position being broken into by the Seventh Company, to the few surviving devil heavy machine gunners being killed, the whole thing happened in less than a minute.

When the Japanese soldiers of a detachment responsible for supervising the puppet army on the side, they almost couldn't believe their eyes when they saw this scene.

Where did these eight-way fallen to the ground come from?!

"Yaga! Do heavy machine gun squads eat! Everybody follow me! ”

A soldier who supervised the battle scolded angrily, kicked over a war-feared puppet army beside him, and then howled and led his subordinates to rush over with bayonets raised to recapture the heavy machine gun position.

"Pillars! Reload me, quick! ”

Seeing the thirteen devil soldiers rushing over fiercely, Zhao Shixun knew that the hard stubble was coming, if he let a detachment of devils rush over and fight with a platoon of twenty people in his own row, then his entire platoon of people would not survive half of it!

Kicking the shooter who was dead on the heavy machine gun to the side, Zhao Shixun grabbed the grip of the Type 92 heavy machine gun and turned the muzzle of the gun violently.

When the big pillar on the side heard Zhao Shixun's shout, he immediately threw away his rifle and rushed to the side of the heavy machine gun in a few steps, picked up the bullet plate on the ground and inserted it into the ammunition supply port.

As the sound of ammunition snapping into the supply port sounded, Zhao Shixun pulled the bolt violently, and then pressed the firing button of the Type 92 heavy machine gun with his left thumb.

Sudden .......

At a distance of more than 30 meters, Zhao Shixun fired all 30 rounds of ammunition in one go, and with the beating, the bullets of the Type 92 heavy machine gun instantly swept away the charging Japanese squad.

At such a close distance, five or six devil soldiers were directly beaten and flew out upside down.

The surviving devils tried to lie down and dodge, but Cho Se-hoon did not give them a chance to breathe at all. Shots rang out, and the reloaded heavy machine gun once again erupted in deadly tongues of fire.

Under the control of Zhao Shixun, the 7.7mm bullet was like a swinging ploughshare, constantly rolling and tearing in the crowd of lying devils.

The steel helmet was pierced, the limbs were broken, and the small ground was filled with bursts of blood mist.

By the time the fourth bullet board was fired, the devils on the ground had basically taken three or four bullets per person, and they couldn't die anymore.

Seeing that the heavy machine gun was snatched away by the Eighth Road, and the ghost soldiers who supervised the battle were "slaughtered" in front of him, the last bit of courage to resist of the already terrified puppet army was completely swept away by the piercing gunfire.

At the same time, inspired by the Eighth Route Army's capture of the Japanese army's heavy machine guns, Lu Baichuan, who had been inseparable from the puppet army, also boosted their morale and shouted and launched a charge again.

In an instant, before Zhao Shixun could point his gun at them, the resistance of the puppet army, which had been gritting his teeth and persevering, collapsed again. Seventy or eighty puppet soldiers gave up their positions and fled for their lives into the nearby mountains and forests.

A moment later, Lu Baichuan also led the people and the four rows together.

……

Walking over and glancing at the heavy machine gun captured by Zhao Shixun and them, and then at his subordinates behind him, Lu Baichuan shook his head tiredly.

In these years, it is really more popular than people. He led people to death with heavy casualties for a long time without making any progress, but on the other hand, they snatched the heavy machine gun with just one charge.......

"Lu Da is in charge, we can only wait in place for five minutes. If your people don't come out by then, we'll have to withdraw. ”

Nodding silently, Lu Baichuan untied a conch number from his waist and handed it to one of his subordinates.

Whining......

Suddenly, the dull sound of the conch horn sounded, and Lu Baichuan's men began to signal the bandits who were surrounded in the valley.

Listening to the low sound of the conch horn, Zhao Shixun looked at his pocket watch.

Boom...... Boom ......!

Without warning, two explosions suddenly sounded around the heavy machine gun position, and Zhao Shixun was shocked, the devil counterattacked so quickly!

"Clean up the battlefield now, pillars! You take a few fighters to carry heavy machine guns and ammunition and quickly retreat, hurry! ”

The Japanese had apparently discovered that the puppet army had been routed and the heavy machine guns had been taken away, otherwise the grenadiers that had not fired would have wasted ammunition at this time, and they began to calibrate the trajectory from a long distance.

The devil's grenadier ammunition is obviously not much, and he has only done this until now, obviously to cooperate with the devil in the counterattack.

It was not surprising that the devils on the mountain organized a counterattack against Zhao Shixun, after all, the strength of the second company and the special service battalion was still too small, and it was impossible to drag all the devils on the mountain.

As long as the devil commander is not an idiot, he must have found out that the enemy is just trying to hold him back. Seeing this, the Japanese army would inevitably split up some of their forces and rush towards the lost heavy machine-gun position.

After a while, when the devil's forward arrives, the devil's precise grenade is likely to be immediately and intensively beckoned.

Hearing the shout, the pillar hurriedly called out to four soldiers, raised the heavy Type 92 heavy machine gun and trotted out of the valley.

At this moment, fierce gunfire and dull explosions suddenly rang out in the valley, which had been silent for a long time.

Staring at the dense woods in front of him, Zhao Shixun frowned. Obviously, eighty percent of the devils who came down the mountain and the bandits who were surrounded in the valley had encountered.

Looking at the surrounding terrain, Zhao Shixun knew that he had to establish a defensive line as soon as possible, otherwise let alone pick up the bandits who had escaped, even his own troops were likely to be defeated by the pursuing devils.

"Prepare for battle, the big tiger sends a signal to the three platoons for them to come and support!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhao Shixun calmly arranged the task, and at the same time ran to the corpse of the devil in a few steps to pick up the crooked handle on the ground, and ripped off the ammunition box of the devil machine gunner by the way.

"Everyone gathered the devil's three or eight big covers, and set aside half of the ammunition for the three rows of people! Liuzi came over to me as an ammunitionman, quick! ”

After the battle just now, Zhao Shixun estimated that there were not a few ammunition left in the third platoon. If it weren't for the fact that there were killed enemy ammunition that could be temporarily replenished, they would not be able to continue fighting at this time.

The Eighth Route Army's lack of ammunition was so great that it refreshed Zhao Shixun's bottom line again and again.

From the ambush two months ago to the present, the regimental headquarters has actually replenished itself with less than 300 rounds of ammunition.

According to Zhao Shixun's estimate, basically if he didn't capture it in two consecutive battles, then he could only fight with the enemy with bayonets in the third battle.

For this reason, the old immortal went to the regiment headquarters more than once to argue with the people of the quartermaster's department, and in the end, the people of the quartermaster department couldn't hide, so he took the old immortal to see the regimental headquarters quartermaster warehouse.

Looking at the rows of large blades on the floor of the warehouse and the only three and a half boxes of less than 3,000 shoddy border area bullets, the old immortal could only look up to the sky and sigh.

Before participating in the Eighth Road, Zhao Shixun still didn't understand why the main force of the Eighth Route didn't even fight a county town, and now it seems that it is not that the Eighth Route is not attacking but not fighting, but that there is no need to fight at all!

In the view of Zhao Shixun, who attended a military academy, modern warfare is about logistics and training levels.

The national army is out of the small number of descendants of the Central Army, and its training level is definitely a scum compared with the Japanese army. According to the assessment of the former German advisory group, the local army of the national army basically belonged to a feudal army equipped with a small number of modern weapons.

Military discipline is corrupt, organization is sloppy, and the level of training is even inferior to that of the police in the West. What is even worse is that the logistical supply of the Chinese army is simply to the point of frenzy, and the soldiers in the war environment are not only short of clothes and ammunition and are in tatters like beggars, they cannot even solve the basic food and clothing problems, and the vast majority of soldiers are malnourished and cannot even withstand high-intensity training.

According to the words of foreign advisers, these soldiers even died in large numbers during intensive training......

With no training, no ammunition, no good weapons, no food, the only use of soldiers is to "sacrifice your life for the country nobly" when your superiors need you. This is the true portrayal of the national army.

In order to give the soldiers in this state morale and the Japanese army armed to the teeth, the elite Third Army under the old commander Tang Huaiyuan, who had sacrificed Zhao Shixun, had a helpless title - double spearmen!

Just when the battle on Zhongtiao Mountain was at its fiercest, the supplies sent from the rear were not many weapons and ammunition, and there were actually dozens of boxes of opium smoke .......

……

The soldiers of the fourth platoon heard the shouts of the company commander and immediately gathered around Zhao Shixun.

Zhao Shixun asked everyone to collect the enemy weapons on the ground, and then used the sandbags on the devil's machine gun bunker as a temporary blocking position.

Not only that, but many people decisively replaced the devil's 38 big cover and threw away the tattered Hanyang made in their hands.

Just when the fourth platoon was ready for battle, Lu Baichuan's subordinates were squatting on the trunks of trees one by one and even lying directly on the ground to rest. The fierce battle just now made these bandits, who had never been on the battlefield, almost exhausted all their energy and courage.

Many people looked at the corpses all over the place, and immediately vomited after a short daze.

…… To be continued.

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