Zhang Cheng has always believed in what the commander said, "It is advisable to chase the poor and brave the leftovers", and now that the field artillery unit of the Japanese army mixed into the second brigade has been killed, when will it be until the water dogs are not beaten!

"Order Sun Youdao to continue to chase the infantry units of the Japanese army, and fight wherever there are forces to organize and assemble, and they must be scattered and disrupted, so that our army can reduce losses after launching a charge. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, Commander!"

Zhang Cheng knew that the current Japanese army's individual combat ability was still above the instructor, and their grenadiers were a big killer for small-scale battles, in order to reduce casualties and losses, it was worth wasting some shells, after all, the shells could be rebuilt and captured if they were gone, and their lives would be lost forever.

"Boom ......"

Under Zhang Cheng's order, the instructor's artillery fire not only did not weaken, but also increased the intensity of the shelling, under the instructor's unprecedented fierce artillery fire, the helpless Japanese troops danced in the artillery fire, and then were torn to pieces by the shells one by one.

"Baga! Damn the dirt eight roads, how are their shells endless! If this continues, my 2nd Brigade will be wiped out in the footsteps of the 15th Brigade. ”

Seeing the shells of the Eighth Route Army constantly smashing into his own troops as if he didn't want money, the brigade commander Honda Masashi wanted to cry without tears, and kept praying that the shelling of the Eighth Route Army would stop immediately, but his prayers had no effect, and the shelling of the Eighth Route Army not only did not weaken, but tended to become more and more violent.

Without the field artillery unit, Honda Masasai's brigade had no power to fight back against the artillery bombardment of the Eighth Route Army, and could only watch his soldiers struggle under artillery fire, step by step towards the abyss of death.

At the same time, seeing that the situation was not good, the chief of staff of the Fifth Division, Nishimura Liewin Dazuo, quietly retreated with the 42nd Wing, and when they retreated to Huaihua East, they did not find a hidden mountain forest, Ding Wei was looking at them with a telescope in his hand, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency Nishimura, it seems a little unkind for us to leave Honda Masa's mixed second brigade like this?" Wing Commander of the 42nd Infantry Wing, Ota Shihei, said.

"Dachang-kun, your thinking is too pedantic, there is an old saying in China that is very good, it is better to call the dead Taoist friends not to die and the poor to die, it is better for Honda to die than for us to die, and our Fifth Division is in big trouble, at this moment we can go back in time for reinforcements, presumably His Excellency the Commander of the Itagaki Division is also very welcome." Nishimura Riwen spoke eloquently, justifying his abandonment of his comrades.

"It's a pinch, Your Excellency Nishimura is worthy of being a 'China expert' admired by the head of the Itagaki Division, and his understanding of Chinese culture is so profound. Your Excellency Nishimura still has a sense of the overall situation, mine, and I still need to learn from you. Dachang Siping immediately reacted, the dead Dao friends do not die the poor Dao, it is better for others to die than to die by themselves, so he immediately changed his concept and stood on the side of Nishimura Lewin.

"Yo Xi, it's good that Daba-kun understands, now that our division is in danger, we can help change the unfavorable situation of our fifth division." Nishimura Riwin said proudly.

"Hay! Mine, everything is up to Your Excellency! Daba Siping said respectfully.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

However, at this moment, Nishimura Riwin's originally smug expression suddenly froze, because he was surprised to find that more than a hundred cannonballs as big as a sand bowl were whizzing towards the Japanese army's marching ranks.

"Nani, this is an enemy attack, dodge!" Nishimura Lewin screamed in horror.

"Boom!"

More than 100 shells fell from the sky and smashed into the Japanese army's marching troops, killing a large number of unsuspecting Japanese troops on the spot.

"Hit me hard!"

With Ding Wei's order, more than 100 artillery pieces in the artillery position of the Second Brigade emitted amazing flames at the same time, and shells continued to shoot out, blowing up the Japanese army to the ground.

Especially in the case of very close proximity, the unconscionable cannon produced by the Yulin Arsenal was very powerful, and a bundle of 10 kilograms of explosives bundled into a disc was fired from a huge gasoline barrel, and the caliber of the shells fired was as large as the barrel mouth was, and all life and objects were destroyed wherever the shells went.

Every shell fired by the conscienceless cannon had an earth-shattering feeling, and under the divine power of the conscienceless cannon, the Japanese troops were blown to pieces one by one, and they were invincible.

Under the sudden blow of the Second Brigade, the Japanese army paid extremely heavy casualties, but the Japanese army did not have any power to counterattack the Second Brigade.

First of all, they were unprepared and could not organize an effective counterattack at all; Secondly, in order to quickly evacuate the battlefield, the 42nd Wing abandoned all heavy weapons, how could the 38 big covers in their hands block the artillery of the Eighth Route Army?

"Kill, give!"

At the critical moment, the bloodthirsty factor of the Japanese army completely attacked, and when there was no other way to retreat, Nishimura Toshiwen and Oba Sanhei took the lead, pulled out his command knife, and pointed at the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army, intending to rush into the artillery position and kill all the artillery units of the Eighth Route Army.

With Nishimura Toiwen and Oba Sanhei taking the lead in the charge, the Japanese soldiers who were originally in turmoil quickly gathered and rushed towards the position of the Eighth Route Army regardless of casualties.

At this time, the Japanese army's bushido spirit was very strong, and the Japanese army, which regarded death as home, braved the artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army to advance one after another, and for a time, there was an unstoppable momentum, which made the artillery of the Eighth Route Army on the artillery position also feel a palpitation.

"Hmph, you want to break through my position? No way, all the heavy fire battalions are there, light and heavy machine guns fire! Ding Wei coldly gave a nirvana order.

"Dada......"

As soon as Ding Wei gave the order, more than 100 light and heavy machine guns of the Heavy Firepower Battalion of the Second Brigade immediately shouted joyfully and continued to strafe the Japanese troops charging at the group.

Brilliant tongues of fire continued to emerge from the heavy machine guns, and bullet casings continued to splash in all directions, which showed how fierce the firepower of the heavy fire battalion was.

Before the Japanese troops, who had already rushed more than 200 meters in front of the artillery position, had no time to rejoice, they were swept to the ground by rows of light and heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route Army.

The light and heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route Army were like the sickles of death, frantically harvesting the lives of the Japanese soldiers, and Nishimura Toshiwen and Oba Sanpei, who rushed to the forefront, bore the brunt of the attack, and were interrupted by the waist at the first time, and blood flowed from the intestines.

The Japanese army, which had lost its supreme commander, was even more embarrassed after losing its organization, completely losing the power to counterattack under the blows of artillery, light and heavy machine guns and grenades, and trembling like sheep in a wolf pack under the powerful firepower of the Eighth Route Army.