"Lao Zhao, your analysis is very correct, but judging from the current situation, there is little hope for us to break through. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info You see, the two brigades of devils are moving towards our left and right flanks, and it's obvious that they're opening a pocket and just waiting for us to drill into it. We only have 700 fighters who still have combat effectiveness, and I estimate that after two rounds of charges, they will all be out of order. Rather than charging suicidly, it is better to take advantage of this favorable terrain to defend yourself. Wang Liang thought about it, then shook his head and rejected Zhao Gang's suggestion to break through.

Not to mention the devils who have been killed, Wang Liang knows that there are at least 3,000 devil soldiers on the other side, what is the concept of 3,000 people?

Three thousand guns are pointed at Lee, and one shot is 3,000 rounds of himself.

Let the warriors charge, and resolutely not do so.

As long as you hold this position, you have hope of survival.

Charge, there is only one dead end.

"Okay, Wang Liang, I'll listen to you. Tell me, how are we going to fight this battle? Zhao Gang nodded, indeed, what Wang Liang said was very reasonable.

Zhao Gang is engaged in politics, although he also knows something about military affairs, but compared with Wang Liang, he is not so proficient.

Zhao Gang has never doubted Wang Liang's command ability.

"Isn't this seeing that it's getting dark? The devils are not good at night fighting, but looking at this posture, they are determined to charge tonight. Then let's not be idle, the special forces team also rely on the past to carry out attacks. Wang Liang laughed evilly, night raids are what the special combat team is best at.

"You can't go." Zhao Gang's sense of smell has always been sensitive, and he can hear the meaning from Wang Liang's words.

Then the order was prohibited, and Wang Liang was resolutely not allowed to take the special combat team.

"Lao Zhao, you. Aren't they all right? You are in charge of life, I am in charge of the military, and we will not interfere with each other? Don't worry, our old king is not going to give his life, he is going to take the life of the little devil, and I promise to give you a complete return. Wang Liang knew that Zhao Gang had good intentions, and he was afraid that he would encounter any danger.

"Wang Liang, you are the commander of the military of the army, who will command the battle without you. No, I strongly disagree. Listening to Wang Liang's words, Zhao Gang hesitated a little, but still refused to agree.

"Kong Jie and Lao Xing are all right. Okay, Lao Zhao, the person who can kill Lao Tzu hasn't been born yet, so you can put your heart in your stomach. Wang Liang patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and walked in the direction of the special combat team trench.

At this time, Wang Liang's heart was warm, this Zhao political commissar was really warm.

Zhao Gang looked at Wang Liang helplessly, and had to agree.

This kid made a decision that no one really can change.

Dinner is still hot, and now the cooking class can make a fire unscrupulously.

The meal was made hot, and the soldiers ate comfortably.

But this feeling didn't last long, and the seventh wave of the devil's attack began again.

Boom, boom...

Bang bang bang, bang, bang....

It's still the same old routine, a wave of mortar bombardment, and then a desperate charge of the infantry.

Obviously, with the previous prayers, the fighting spirit of the soldiers increased a lot.

But this was only before the Type 24 Maxim heavy machine gun was fired.

At half past seven, the night was already shrouded, and without the illumination of the lights, you could see things within a few tens of meters clearly.

Farther away, it's a black eye.

The fighters of the separate regiment were also in no hurry to open fire, because the regiment commander arranged to put the devil within a hundred meters before fighting.

One-third of the bullets of the independent regiment had already been consumed, and Wang Liang didn't want to directly play a white-knuckle battle with the Japanese army, which was several times his size.

Therefore, put the devil closer and then fight, which can improve the hit rate of the bullet, and after the devil is repulsed, you can also go to the front to pick up weapons and ammunition.

"Hit!" With Zhang Dabiao's order, the soldiers began to shoot at the vague figure.

Bang bang

Da Da

The devil is not stupid, he shouted very hard just now, and as soon as he heard the gunshots, especially when he saw the person in front falling, he immediately fell to the ground and counterattacked.

This time, however, they used a more tricky tactic and crawled forward.

It's slow, it's slow, but they're having a lot of fun.

"Damn, the little devil is so fucking good, brothers, grenade ready." Seeing that the little devil actually played with this hand, Zhang Dabiao sneered, and then shouted at the soldiers in the first trench.

Hearing the battalion commander's command, all the fighters grabbed one of the grenades they had stacked around them, and then got the pull ring right.

"Closer, closer, closer." Zhang Dabiao looked at the vague figure and read silently in his mouth.

In daily military training, a grenade can be thrown to 50 meters, which is considered very good.

All Zhang Dabiao had to wait until the devil climbed to a range of fifty meters before ordering the soldiers to throw the grenades.

"Cover the fire in the back row, suppress the devil for Lao Tzu, throw grenades, and greet me fiercely!"

Woooo

After a while, dozens of grenades flew towards the creeping devil in a parabolic trajectory.

The creeping devil soldiers were still complacent, and they were about to rush to the enemy's position, but the wing commander had promised before, whoever was the first to rush to the position would be directly promoted to the rank of lieutenant.

But then when he saw the grenade that fell next to him and the smoke was emitting, his eyes were about to pop out.

"Ahh

"Grenades!"

"Run!"

The devil soldier got up and turned around and ran back.

Can the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in the trenches behind let them go?

Even in the dark, you can still see clearly at a distance of fifty meters, pick up a rifle and aim and shoot a cold shot from the back.

Bang bang bang, bang, bang bang ...

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

The explosion of the grenade and the gunfire were almost synchronous, and the devil did not taste any sweetness, but lost his troops.

And what about the Eighth Route Army? Only a few fighters were hit by stray bullets, and the wounds were bandaged.

Could it be that the seventh wave of the devil's attack died like this? Of course not.

It was only a short retreat, and later, under the reorganization of the officers, the whining devil soldiers pressed up again.

The gunfire intensified.

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At this moment, Wang Liang had already set off with more than 20 fighters of the special combat team, and they needed to bypass several kilometers of defense line and intersperse with the flank of the devil.

Wang Liang's plan is to engage in the arms of the devils or kill the commanders of this group of devils.

Obviously, if the commander of the devil was not stupid, he would not have put ammunition or anything within the range of the enemy's shelling. (To be continued.) )