Fishing.

As long as the bait is very large, even if they know that it is a trap, the fish will risk their lives to eat the bait, just like now, the devil devoured the bait deliberately thrown by Zhou Tianjing with the hand of a flower.

In the next few days, the entire main force of the Eighth Route Army will be marching step by step around the bait plan proposed by Zhou Tian.

this day.

That is, ten days after the bait plan was proposed, a ball of fire suddenly rose on the position where Zhou Tian was, and after the fire, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, which was so loud that everyone's ears hurt.

They are all veterans, so there is no need for anyone to tell anyone, the veterans who have been baptized by devil fire all cover their ears and crawl in the trenches on all fours.

The skill of the action is simply breathtaking, presumably because of the countless shelling of the devils.

Shell after shell hit their position on Zhou Tian uncontrollably, and the fierce artillery fire made most of the fortifications they had repaired before be blown away in this shelling.

The devil's shelling lasted for about ten minutes, and finally stopped, and this will not care about anything, and the priority thing is whether the little devil has launched an attack.

Zhou Tian looked out along the gap opened by the devil's artillery fire, and saw a yellow spot under his position.

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The little devil really took the bait.

Although the little devil took the bait, Zhou Tian's heart was still a little nervous, not for anything else, just because he had too few soldiers on hand who could fight now.

A platoon of twenty-seven fighters, scattered in positions of more than a hundred meters.

That's the case.

A soldier has to defend a defensive line of four or five meters, and his strength is somewhat stretched.

"Cheer me up, the little devil came up, I heard it clearly, and put the little devil closer to fight." Zhou Tian shouted.

With Zhou Tian's order, the sound of loading bullets suddenly sounded on the position, and then the soldiers aimed at the little devil attacking from afar, waiting for the order to shoot.

Put the devil closer and then fight, this is also an old way of last resort, after all, they don't have many bullets, and they can't guarantee the daily shooting training of the fighters, you must know that the quality of a soldier's marksmanship is fed by bullets, and the more bullets consumed, the better the soldier's marksmanship.

In addition, there is one of the biggest problems that they have to do, that is, the range of the gun, generally like the devil's 38 big cover effective range is 200 meters, and the imitation Mauser rifle equipped by the national army, made in China, has an effective range of 150 meters, not to mention the range of other Hanyang-made old sleeves.

Because of this.

It has formed a style of play that has made countless people in later generations feel a little depressed, that is, waiting for the devil to get close and shooting.

As everyone knows.

This fight killed many soldiers on the battlefield.

After all, the devil's individual combat ability is obvious to all.

When the devil rushed to less than one hundred and fifty meters away from the position, Zhou Tian shouted: "Fight." At the same time, he also pulled the trigger of the machine gun in his hand, and the bullets splashed out as if they were scattered, and immediately more than 40 devils were shot dead on the spot because they couldn't dodge.

In order to succeed in the bait plan, the head of the Eighth Route Army specially distributed two additional machine guns and countless machine gun bullets to Zhou Tian's platoon, plus the original machine gun of Zhou Tian's platoon, so that Zhou Tian's platoon had three machine guns.

What is the concept of three machine guns firing at the same time?

A dense network of firepower was formed in front of the entire position, and if it had been replaced with rifles, I am afraid that there would not have been such a strong result.

More than forty devils were killed in an instant, and the dense firepower network made the little devils who attacked and the devil commanders who watched the battle behind them a little surprised, especially the devil commander, who couldn't believe the scene he saw in front of him.

He couldn't help frowning, glared at an old man in his fifties beside him and said, "Yang Sang, what are you doing with your intelligence problematic?" ”

This old man is Yang Bu'er, as soon as he heard the words of the devil commander, he hurriedly nodded and promised: "Taijun, I saw with my own eyes, many people came, and a lot of things were transported from those mud-legged hands. ”

In order to save his life, Yang Buer regarded the news he heard as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and swore that he didn't even want the most basic personality, but they traitors, it seems that they don't have any personality to talk about, if they have personality and integrity, it is impossible for their ancestors to treat devils as dogs.

The devil commander nodded, looked at the position in the distance with a telescope in his hand, and said: "Yo Xi, judging from their current firepower configuration, it is clear that there are two battalions stationed here, it seems that the other party is still a little worried about us, adjutant, report the situation here to Commander Nine-Tails." ”

"Hi" The adjutant walked up to the telegraph operator and whispered a few words.

At this time, Zhou Tian and his soldiers were fighting with the devils.

Let's be honest.

The little devil's weapons and equipment, individual combat ability are very strong, in the face of a powerful firepower network, the little devil is not as vulnerable as the anti-Japanese war drama, but through various terrain, covering his body at the same time, he is constantly counterattacking.

The three platoons of soldiers were condescending, and they had the advantage of three machine guns in firepower, and the little devils attacked from the bottom up, but their marksmanship was better, so that the two sides just had a draw, and for a while, no one could have the upper hand.

Fighting and fighting.

Zhou Tian found that something was wrong, these attacking little devils just crawled in place, kept shooting at them, and did not attack as usual without fatality, and after thinking about it, he said in his heart: The little devils of the dog day actually had the intention of consuming our ammunition.

So he shouted: "Stop the machine guns, all shoot with rifles".

His machine gun stopped and switched to rifle shooting, and the sound of rifles with less than thirty people sounded sparse.

Faced with this situation, the devil's adjutant suggested: "Takeda-kun, judging from the gunfire of the defenders on the opposite side, there should be less than thirty people, in that case, why don't we take this position in one go."

Takeda Saburo shook his head and said: "Koizumi-kun, in ancient China, there was an allusion to the siege of Wei to save Zhao, a general deliberately reduced the stove pit where his subordinates cooked, so that the enemy thought that a large number of his soldiers had escaped, so he pursued desperately, and as a result, he fell into the general's strategy, and the pursuing enemy general also committed suicide after being surrounded. Now the defenders opposite us are playing this kind of trick, he wants to reduce the number of gunfire, to give us the illusion that he does not have many soldiers, but when we attack, these defenders will attack, I am not the stupid enemy general, want me to be tricked, it is not that simple, anyway, they don't have much ammunition, and in time, they will be exhausted. ”

In fact, human beings themselves are a more contradictory animal, and it is a very simple thing, but it is necessary to think about it more complicated. The defenders, including Zhou Tian, the platoon commander, were at most twenty-eight people, but the devil commander had to rely on the allusions, and as a result, the cleverness was mistaken by the cleverness.

In this way, you shoot and I shoot from noon to evening, and from evening to evening.

Presumably because it was time for the meal, the devil stopped attacking, and at about this time, the people in the cooking class carried the big wooden barrel to the position, and Zhou Tian asked casually, "Old squad leader, what are you eating today?" ”

The person carrying the wooden barrel deliberately sold Guan Zi and said, "Platoon Leader Zhou, guess what you will eat today?" ”

"Sorghum rice?"

"No, no, no."

"It's not still pork stewed vermicelli, right?" Zhou Tian swallowed his own saliva.