The Japanese attack was as fierce as ever, Miwa Tomoharu stood at the back of the team, watching his soldiers rush towards the opposite side like a tide, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of pride in his heart, the current offensive momentum is good, and with a few small miscellaneous fish on the opposite side, it is impossible to resist this high-intensity attack.

Just now, the adjutant came to ask himself which squad to leave as a reserve for the attack. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info turned out that before the adjutant's words were finished, he was scolded by Sanhe Youqing - this stupid guy, there are still more than 140 troops on his side, but there are only a few people on the opposite side. With such a comparison of forces, do you need to leave any reserves? Just run over it!

The Japanese soldiers, who had received orders from Miwa Tomoharu, were babbling and screaming as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed forward against the machine guns of the thunderstorm. The machine guns of the thunderstorm had almost sounded in a line, and the bullets shot out like splashing water, and the Japanese soldiers kept screaming and falling to the ground, but the other Japanese soldiers seemed to be enchanted, turning a blind eye to the corpses of their comrades on the ground, and turning a deaf ear to the screams of their wounded comrades, just charging forward with one mind.

"Are these dogs crazy?" Thunderstorm rolled his eyes in frustration, originally thinking of repelling the devil's attack and retreating, but now it's good, the devil seems to know his own thoughts, and he launched a charge like crazy. If you continue to fight in this formation, it is really difficult to say whether you can withstand this wave of attacks.

On the other side, Helan and Yao Qishan were also shocked when they watched the offensive launched by the devils, both of them were veterans of many years of war, and they naturally had their own uniqueness in judging and grasping the battlefield situation. According to the observation of the two people, the Japanese army launched a charge this time, and there was no reserve at all, and the little devil was completely a lifeless way of fighting, leaving no room at all.

After receiving the news that the checkpoint was attacked by the Falcon Special Operations Brigade, Kuroba Daisa, who was in charge of the garrison of Shangrao, ordered his squadron to attack at full speed, and it was necessary to bite this damn Falcon Special Operations Brigade, so as to create conditions for the large forces behind to encircle. Seeing that nearly three hours had passed since the attack on the checkpoint, his troops were still holding their feet in front of this narrow pass, and the attack did not improve at all.

Miwa Youqing understood that the resistance he encountered in front of him must be the team left behind by the Falcon Special Operations Brigade, and if he wanted to catch up with the opponent's large army, he must defeat or eliminate these guys who were blocking his way in the shortest possible time. He originally thought that with his superior strength and firepower of his wounded, he could easily leave the scum crushed by this washing guy, but the cruel truth gave him a resounding slap in the face - these Chinese soldiers, I really don't know what materials they were made of, faced with the attack of a squadron of Japanese elite troops, they actually supported it steadily, not only that, but also caused huge damage to their own troops.

Seeing the time pass minute by minute, Miwa Yuqing's heart became anxious. If this situation continues, even if these Chinese soldiers can be eliminated in the end, the large force of the Falcon Special Operations Brigade will probably not know where to run at that time.

As far as Miwa Tomoharu knows, the encirclement and suppression of the Falcon Special Operations Brigade was an order personally issued by Commander Okamura Ninji. Once the Falcon Special Operations Brigade really slips out of his hands, even if Commander Okamura Ninji doesn't have the same knowledge as his little minion, I'm afraid that Kuroba Daisa will not spare himself. Before leaving, he swore to Kuroba Dazuo that he would definitely stick to the back of the Falcon Special Operations Brigade like a piece of kraft candy until he dragged the other party to death.

But looking at the current posture, let alone dragging the other party to death, after fighting for so long, he is still playing hide and seek with a few small miscellaneous fish, and the opponent's large army has long disappeared. If this matter spreads, I am afraid that if I don't wait for the punishment of Black Feather Dazuo, I will kill myself in shame.

Furious, Miwa Tomoharu could only order the troops to intensify their attacks and strive to open the passage of pursuit in the shortest possible time. But there is one thing, Sanhe Youqing has never understood, his side has already launched an attack, and the ping-pong game is so lively, but the infantry squad sent out to infiltrate in a roundabout way has not moved at all until now. In addition to the few Chinese soldiers fighting vigorously in the front of their attack, there was no movement in the woods behind them. The roundabout detachment seemed to have been swallowed up by the vast mountains behind them, and disappeared without a trace.

The anxious Miwa Youqing kept raising his hand to look at his watch, and as the time passed, his heart gradually became anxious. Seeing his restless appearance, the adjutant kindly came up and comforted: "Please don't worry too much, Your Excellency the squadron leader, the terrain here is high and dense, and the infiltration team may be unfamiliar with the route, so the speed of the march has been delayed." ”

Miwa Tomoharu glared at him, and he was now beginning to regret that he had promoted this stupid guy to his lieutenant in a hurry. Nearly two hours have passed since the infiltration team set out. You know, it's less than five kilometers away. Such a short distance, two hours of time, even if you climb, you should have climbed it!

With the attack in full swing, Miwa Yuharu could no longer care about the mysterious disappearance of the infantry squad. With the current state of attack, it was only a matter of time before the line of defense was breached, but with such a disparity in strength between the two sides, coupled with the absolute firepower superiority of their own side, the casualties were a staggering 31 to 0, not including the infiltration team that was missing.

humiliation, anger..... Miwa Tomoharu's brain was completely overwhelmed by the rage, and all he could do now was to break through this damn blockade in one fell swoop, and then set foot on the opposite side of the position himself, he wanted to see who it was that could resist for so long under the full force of the Imperial Army.

Seeing the Japanese army attacking like crazy, completely ignoring the door behind his back, Yao Qishan felt that it was time for the spy company to make a shining debut!

On the opposite side is a devil close to a squadron, no matter how bold Yao Qishan is, he doesn't dare to hold it up at this time. In order to be on the safe side, he put the only two machine guns in the spy company to come in handy, before the infantry launched a charge, the machine guns would first sweep the devils on the opposite side, and then the fire would be extended, and the soldiers would follow the footsteps of the machine guns and quickly get close to the Japanese troops.

If Jiang Shan sees this style of play, he will definitely drop his jaw in shock, this is simply a standard infantry artillery coordination tactic! After the infantry assault force is entangled with the opponent, the firepower is extended, on the one hand, it kills and injures the enemy's living force, and on the other hand, it uses firepower to prevent the opponent's follow-up forces from entering the battlefield, so as to achieve the purpose of cutting off the enemy's waist. It's just that due to the limited conditions, the special service company replaced the powerful artillery with a much inferior machine gun.

As the battle progressed, the uneasiness in Miwa Tomoharu's heart grew stronger and stronger. The infiltration team was still nowhere to be found, which made him feel a sense of apprehension from time to time.

"Yamamoto, inform the second lieutenant of Heyuan, lead the third squad to withdraw and guard our rear!" Miwa Yuqing called his lieutenant and quickly gave the order. In fact, he was not sure whether he would be attacked behind him, but this mysterious disappearance of the infantry squad had already made the cunning him smell danger, no matter what, it was the safest way to protect his back road first and ensure that he would not be attacked on his back.

But it was too late, and before the adjutant could go forward to deliver the order, behind Miwa Yuharu, there was a roar of machine guns.

If you can be a machine gunner in the spy company, you must have real skills under your hands, and it is unrealistic for guns to bite flesh, but bullets are not far from the target, which is the most basic requirement. Because of the national army's restraint and the blockade of the Japanese army, the New Fourth Army generally lacked enough ammunition, and even the troops directly under the special service company were also detained and roped when fighting in peacetime, and they looked like a petty family. The difficult environment forced the soldiers to cherish every bullet in their hands, and they also practiced good marksmanship.

Just now, the company commander said that there is no need to think about how to save bullets for the machine gun in this battle, it is to ensure the first strike, to cause maximum damage to the Japanese army, and then maintain the continuity of firepower. Since they were soldiers, the two machine gunners had never seen the company commander so generous. The two of them played their shooting level beyond the level as if they were having fun, but when they each shot out a magazine, more than 20 devils had already fallen to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the muzzles of the two men were slightly raised, and the extension of fire began. The tongues of fire spit out by the two machine guns plowed back and forth in the Japanese formation, and they actually hit the level of crossfire.

Seeing that the machine gun fire had begun to extend, Helan took a platoon of soldiers and jumped up from the dense forest where he was hiding, first two rounds of guns, and after putting down the devils closest to him, Helan waved his hand and led the soldiers to charge.

The Japanese army didn't expect that they would kill the spy behind their backs. They were doing their best to carry out Miwa Tomoharu's attack order, and their backs were completely exposed to the guns of the special service company. The first round of fire from the two machine gunners caused heavy losses to the third squad that fell at the back of the attack line, and before they could understand what had happened, nearly half of the squad had already lost their combat effectiveness.

However, this Japanese army was worthy of being a well-trained Kwantung Army, and after a short period of panic, Second Lieutenant Kawamoto Moriyoshi, the leader of the third squad, immediately ordered his soldiers to quickly turn their guns and establish a defensive line on the spot.

Under his orders, the well-trained Japanese soldiers quickly stabilized, and several veterans quickly opened three times to both sides, and then established a defensive position with the help of favorable terrain, and under the cover of their accurate shooting, more and more Japanese soldiers were already lying on the ground and began to shoot at the soldiers of the special service company.

If the Falcon Special Operations Brigade fights this kind of battle, before the first ** attack begins, the snipers in each squad will definitely name the enemy commanders one by one at the first time, where is it still the turn of Heyuan Shouyi to give orders here? This is the difference between ordinary infantry and special operations forces, decapitation has always been one of the most willing methods used by special operations forces.

Seeing that the soldiers on his side had begun to suffer casualties, Helan's eyes were red, but there was no way, he could only take his soldiers and rush towards the Japanese army. Only by playing close to melee can the opponent's firepower advantage not be brought into play.

"Little Lanzi, get out of the way!" Helan, who was charging with his head down, suddenly heard a loud roar behind him, he subconsciously turned his head, but saw that the army was rushing from behind him with more than a dozen soldiers with big shoulders and round waists, and in his hand was a grenade that had been pulled and was smoking.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Han Lan's eyes widened, and she hurriedly ordered the soldiers to separate on both sides and make way for Junzi and the others.

In fact, the army had been following Helan's charge closely at the beginning, following him closely, but the speed of the Japanese army's reaction was far beyond his imagination. If you rush straight and straight like this, even if you can break through the Japanese firepower network, that platoon will definitely suffer heavy losses, and if you want to fight a white-knuckle battle with others with a group of remnants of the defeated soldiers, isn't this no different from delivering food?

Junzi has always had a lot of ghost ideas, and he is a well-known ghost in the spy company. He rolled his eyes, quickly stopped the pace of the charge, grabbed a few soldiers with big shoulders and round waists, and whispered a few words, then followed behind the charging formation and continued to charge forward.

Sure enough, the momentum of the charge of the platoon was delayed in the face of the Japanese army's firepower superiority, and seeing that Helan was still rushing forward with everyone, the army couldn't help but scold, what is the difference between this style of play and sending to death? Seeing that he was only more than fifty meters away from the Japanese army, the soldier reached out and felt a grenade from his body, and shouted at a few soldiers beside him: "Drop the bomb!" ”

The dozen or so soldiers who were held by the army were all good at throwing bombs on weekdays, and throwing them thirty or forty meters casually was like a joke. Now, with the momentum of rushing forward, coupled with the rapid secretion of adrenaline on the battlefield, these fighters have played at a super level. More than a dozen smoking, smoking, flew over a distance of 50 meters and flew over the Japanese position.

And that's not all, before the first wave of grenades landed, the second and third waves of grenades flew after them. As if they were dying, more than a dozen soldiers threw the four grenades they were carrying on top of the Japanese soldiers in a very short period of time.