The only thing Wang Jun wants to do now, and the only thing he can do now, is to leave as many devils as possible. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for me to fight this battle. The fifty or sixty Japanese troops, who had only two crooked machine guns and no grenadiers, broke their positions in two charges, and they were really humiliated and thrown to their grandmother's house.

For these guerrilla tactics such as burying * and shooting cold guns, but when it comes to frontal battles, it is the first time to participate in them, and they have not carried out any intensive training. At least for now, the soldiers are not soldiers, and the people are not the people, at best, they are people who know how to shoot guns and know some of the most basic tactics.

Even if Wang Jun has the ability to command such a team to fight, it is a tiger who has nowhere to eat. It's just that these militiamen are at least fully armed, basically Jin-made rifles and Hanyang-made rifles, and they can also do one per person, and there are many 38-style ones. After fifteen more rounds of ammunition per person, it was not a special shortage.

At least twenty-five to thirty rounds per person can be reached, and the * made in the border area has also reached four per person. After taking over the task, Liu Haishan also added an additional five boxes*. According to Wang Jun's prediction, without taking the initiative to attack, the three rounds of attacks can still be withstanded.

After all, the Japanese troops in front of them did not have heavy machine guns, nor did they have any artillery support, not even grenadiers. Even if they are well-trained, they are a group of toothless tigers, and they should have no problem withstanding three rounds of attacks. But as a result, he didn't expect that even the devil's second breakthrough could not be withstanded.

In desperation, he can only do some work to make amends. Fortunately, even if the remaining dozens of devils break through from themselves, the main forces of the two reinforced platoons behind them will definitely not let these guys escape. Therefore, he went all out to intercept the fire, striving to reduce the pressure on the main forces behind him.

Just when Wang Jun ignored the firepower of the two crooked Japanese troops, he desperately organized the Hubei militia around him, as well as the Ludong militia who ran to his position, and shot and intercepted with all his might. A young militiaman beside him shot out the devil and the two machine gunners with two shots.

This militiaman shoots interestingly, he only fires one shot of the gun in his hand and then throws it at another militiaman next to him. The militiaman handed him a gun that had been bolted and bulleted. He took the thrown gun, pulled the bolt and withdrew the cartridge case, and placed a bullet on top.

The two of them worked together, one was a machine gunner who shot to fight devils, and the other was responsible for pressing bullets for him. The gun that fired the gun never went empty as soon as it was shot, and the one who pressed the bullet acted quite quickly. As soon as the gunshots rang out, he had already handed over the loaded gun.

These two people cooperated, so that the two crooked handles were basically closed. Of course, this is also with the rest of the Japanese army is fleeing for their lives outside the encirclement, and the two crooked machine guns are only a pair of front and secondary marksmen, alternately covering and transferring here. Around, there is no other infantry cover.

But what does it matter, these two crooked machine guns have been dropped in place after a few shots. Most of the devils, although they ran away from here, there is still a circle of main forces waiting for them outside. Tearing the encirclement from himself does not mean that the devil has really escaped and ascended to heaven. The two crooked handles are in their hands, which can be regarded as saving a little face.

In fact, there is no need for Wang Jun to report, and the battle situation here has been closely watched by Liu Haishan. When the devils here launched the first round of breakthroughs, he ordered the reserves to be ready for battle. It's just that the devils adjusted too quickly, and the militia over there collapsed too quickly. Before reinforcements arrived, it collapsed during the second round of the devil's breakthrough.

Fortunately, the Japanese army, who was eager to flee for their lives, did not chase and kill these militiamen everywhere. As long as these militias did not interfere with their breakthrough, the Japanese army just buried their heads and fled for their lives. It happened to collide with the two platoons that had come over with reinforcements. Immediately, a white-knuckle battle unfolded on the route of the Japanese army's breakthrough, which completely made Kenkawa Kojiro's determination to break through a bunch of bubbles.

At this time, the Japanese army that broke through had lost the last trace of courage. These half-grown children and half-old men, in the process of breaking through, also consumed most of their physical strength. Not at all the opponents of these two platoons. After a round of fighting, the wounded and corpses lying on the ground, the Japanese army occupied more than seventy percent.

After the end of this not tragic hand-to-hand combat, the remaining Japanese army's action to break through was completely eliminated. The remaining Japanese troops were trapped together, and they had completely lost the ability to break through. For these Japanese soldiers, there was basically no other choice but to die in battle or surrender.

The remaining Japanese troops were guarding Kojiro Kenkawa, who was holding a saber, and could only lean back to back. And because of the excessive consumption of these Japanese soldiers before and the strong desire to survive in their hearts, the hands holding the guns were trembling at this time, and they were obviously physically exhausted. There were a few half-grown children, and they all cried uncontrollably.

Seeing the middle-aged uncles in the more than 20 remaining Japanese soldiers around him, as well as a few half-grown children, they couldn't fight at all. Whether it is the fear in my heart or the physical exertion, it has reached its peak. Kengawa Kojiro sighed, took a few military caos, and pushed away the Japanese soldiers in front of him.

A few new orders were given to them, and the Japanese soldiers looked almost incredulous and did not make immediate moves. Seeing these soldiers in front of him, looking at him with a blank face, Kenkawa Kojiro did not hesitate at all, and repeated his order again.

Seeing the Japanese troops in front of him, he didn't know what he was muttering, and the commander of the third company of the first battalion who led the command was also very cautious, and did not immediately order an attack, but surrounded the remaining 20 or so Japanese troops. So when Liu Haishan rushed over with the enemy engineer who was also an interpreter, he saw the scene in front of him.

A group of Japanese soldiers listened to the lecture of the officer leading the team, while their own troops on the periphery stared at each other and did not launch a last-ditch attack. Liu Haishan, who was a little annoyed and angry, was about to give an order when he was stopped by the enemy engineering officer: "There is something wrong with Deputy Regiment Commander Liu, it seems that the devil officer in front of him is ordering surrender." ”

Regarding the words of this enemy engineer, Liu Haishan shook his head: "Are you afraid of death and are you fooling around here?" Isn't that, you kid? We have been dealing with devils for so many years, when have we seen so many devils surrender together? Or did their officers order the surrender? ”

It's just that before Liu Haishan's words fell, except for the officers and non-commissioned officers such as Jun Cao and Cao Chang, the rest of the Japanese soldiers dropped their weapons and walked over with their hands raised. Only the pistol commander Cao and Cao Chang, and two officers took their rifles.

Liu Haishan was also stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, he didn't expect that the words of the enemy engineer had really become a reality. Looking at the more than ten Japanese soldiers who raised their hands, Liu Haishan said to the enemy engineering officer: "Their soldiers have all surrendered, what do the remaining officers and non-commissioned officers still mean with guns?" ”

"You kid told them that if they want to surrender, they will all surrender to Lao Tzu. No matter what kind of officer they are, or non-commissioned officers or the like, we treat prisoners preferentially. This discipline, they should know. Lao Tzu did not have the habit of accepting only some people to surrender, and asked them to all put down their guns for Lao Tzu. ”

After the enemy engineer translated Liu Haishan's words, Kojiro Jianchuan over there replied simply: "The Imperial Japanese Army only has surrendered soldiers, and there are absolutely no surrendered officers." The soldiers were allowed to surrender because they had done everything in their power to save their lives.

"As for the officers, as loyal subordinates of the Emperor of Japan, they should naturally die in battle. The Eighth Route Army's practice of giving preferential treatment to prisoners was still clear to the Japanese soldiers who had dealt with them for many years. But as a samurai, he had to uphold the dignity of a samurai. The farmer can put down his gun, but the samurai must not put down the gun in his hand. ”

Regarding Jianchuan Kojiro's answer, Liu Haishan was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should launch the final blow. After all, from the current point of view, there are some jobs that cannot be done. If such a junior officer can be allowed to take the initiative to lay down his arms, then the impact will be great.

Just when Liu Haishan hesitated, a familiar word suddenly came to his ear: "What are you hesitating, since he wants to serve their bullshit emperor, you can fulfill him." For this kind of die-hard devil, no matter how you persuade him, it's just a waste of words. How can we waste so much time with them? ”

Hearing a familiar voice, Liu Haishan turned his head just in time to see Li Ziyuan. And Li Ziyuan, who didn't know when he came over, glared at him with some dissatisfaction with Liu Haishan, and then slashed down with his left hand at the machine gunner who was following him. After receiving Li Ziyuan's order, the machine gunner did not hesitate to pull the trigger in his hand.

Over there, Kojiro Kenkawa, who was also preparing to use the final white-knuckle battle to maintain the dignity of the samurai, and several non-commissioned officers around him who were ready to resist to the end, plus several officers, were directly knocked down by the bullets fired by this crooked machine gun. This self-proclaimed samurai guy went straight to see their Amaterasu Okami without even shouting a word of meanness.

Looking at the dead corpse of this guy, after looking at the disarmed over there, he squatted on the ground like a prisoner of a pot. Li Ziyuan put his hands behind his back and quietly watched the militia that had been reassembled at this time. There are also Wang Jun standing in front of him, with a ashamed face, and the head of the sub-district democracy movement, two so-called military and political chiefs.

The two people in front of him, especially Wang Jun, were almost dripping with red faces. Of the two tasks assigned to him by Li Ziyuan, he completed the second one not to cause too many casualties to the militia. But the result of this mission is the impact of the failure of the first mission, which is enough to make any soldier feel embarrassed.

This battle was too ugly, and it was no wonder that Wang Jun's old face was flushed. It's just that Wang Jun opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by Li Ziyuan. Li Ziyuan just lightly told Wang Jun that this matter was over and he had no responsibility, which made Wang Jun breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, at that time, the Japanese army only cared about fleeing for their lives, and did not care about chasing and killing the militia who fled in all directions. Except for a few unlucky people who twisted their feet or were grazed by stray bullets, the most serious wound was a guy who was shot in the ass while escaping, and was crawling on a stretcher at the moment, crying for fear of his life and being implicated.