The shouts of killing in the camp shook the sky, and finally a devil came out to fight. Even if a brigade has heavy casualties, there are hundreds of devils, and they can't sleep to death everywhere like the devils in this tent that Gao Quan encountered, right?

At this time, it was clear that Commander Tang was good, Gao Quan, a battalion-level number, had only one reinforced company in actual combat strength, and the pistol configuration alone was much more than a regiment, plus machine guns and a few mortars, it was like a fish in water in the devil's camp. Anyway, this camp is not your own belongings, so feel free to come. Before the war, Gao Quan gave an order: In this battle, there is no need to save ammunition, use it casually, especially mortars, and the shells are best finished!

Gao Quan is planning to make a hammer deal, and after finishing this vote, he will immediately slip away. Mortar shells are so heavy, how inconvenient it is, it's better to leave them all for the devils, as for mortars, just leave a few empty cannon barrels, and replenish them when you have a chance in the future. From here to Zhangjiakou, there is still a lot of way to go, and Gao Quan doesn't want to bring too many things.

The artillery platoon had already received a lot of shells from Commander Tang today, and the platoon commander was happy as if he had never been so wealthy since he became the platoon commander. When the quartermaster of the 533rd regiment led him to the ammunition warehouse, he looked at the boxes of shells, his saliva was about to flow, if he really couldn't take them away, he really wanted to move all the shells in this warehouse! Sixty mortar shells, almost two-thirds of his men were used to carry the shells, and the others had to carry the artillery. As soon as the battalion commander said that he would run out of shells today, he was distressed, and he was going to become a poor egg again so soon? This veteran of the Northwest Army is really a little reluctant.

Wherever the devils gathered, the mortar shells fell, and the devils were killed and injured a lot. Although the artillery platoon commander quietly told his subordinates that each of them kept a little bit, there were too many shells this time, which still made him a little extravagant.

When most of the devils in a brigade woke up, the disadvantage of Gao Quan's small number of troops became apparent. More than 100 ** people, among hundreds of devils, seem to be such a lonely person, the only advantage is that these Chinese soldiers are highly motivated, and everyone has a desperate mind to fight with devils. It is often a few soldiers of our army who are chasing a dozen devils with big knives and short guns, and this kind of scene can be seen everywhere in the camp of devils.

The camp of the devil's brigade is designed quite reasonably, and there are four camp gates alone, so that the devils in the camp can rush out of the camp in the shortest possible time in case of emergency. After Gao Quan and the others rushed into the devil's camp from one camp gate, the devils of the other three camp gates also discovered the intruders at the same time, and after the devils fired warning shots, they rushed into the camp to wake up their sleeping companions, so that the sleeping devils could quickly rush out of the camp to resist.

Gao Quan soon discovered that tonight's devils were different from those he had encountered before, these devils seemed to be particularly physically weak, and there were even many people who seemed to be sick, not only did they react slowly when fighting bayonets, but they also had no strength in their bodies, but even in normal fights, people often suddenly "fell ill". This is the kind of devil Gao Quan encountered now, he slashed over, the devil parried with a bayonet, followed by a stumble under his feet, fell to the ground with his head, struggled several times, and did not get up.

According to common sense, Gao Quan should have followed up to make up for the knife and directly took the devil's life, but now he was shocked by the devil's appearance, you must know that the little devil's bayonet fighting skills are generally stronger than that of Chinese soldiers, how can this be the case now? Gao Quan patronized and watched this devil think about something, and even forgot to go up to make up for it, but Xiao Cai beside him was clever, raised his hand and gave the devil a shot, so that the devil didn't have to work so hard to continue to stand up.

The devil officer in the camp saw that the situation was not good, and immediately led the team to retreat. This guy is quite clever, and he didn't resist here because he had a lot of people. There are only more than 100 people under Gao Quan's subordinates, and although this sneak attack battle is a defenseless fight against the devil, it does not have the strength to bring any irreparable damage to the devil. The devils abandoned the camp and fled like this, which is not like their style. The soldiers of the first battalion took advantage of the situation to pursue, chasing the devil's ass and slamming the gun. Knocked down dozens of devils.

Now the camp of the devil's brigade is completely handed over to the hands of the middle ** people. The soldiers were busy cleaning up the battlefield, and Gao Quan listened to the officers under him report the results of the battle. Although this battle did not completely annihilate the Japanese army, it also beat the devils of this brigade to half-cripples.

After the war, according to the statistics of the corpses of the Japanese army, a total of 231 Japanese soldiers were killed, and our army suffered 69 casualties. It's just that Gao Quan is really not happy, the sneak attack battle is like this, it is said that it is already a complete victory, but there are indeed not many soldiers under Gao Quan. After several battles, from the beginning of the battle on the outskirts of Xuanhua City, Gao Quan's first battalion has not been supplemented by a single soldier, it can be said that Gao Quan has been consuming the old capital, and now, his battalion can no longer be called a battalion, and all the people in the battalion who are still alive add up, there are only eighty-eight people in total, and the number is quite auspicious. Gao Quan wanted four hundred and forty-four people, the most unlucky number, but unfortunately no one changed him now.

"Battalion commander." Qian Sixi, this guy sneakily came over to whisper to Gao Quan. Gao Quan was tired of seeing this kid's style, and glared at him fiercely, so frightened that Qian Sixi's head that wanted to come up shrank back again.

"Battalion commander, I found a situation, you come with me to take a look." Saying that, Qian Sixi secretly walked to the back of the devil's camp, stopped after taking two steps, and looked directly at Gao Quan, Gao Quan's awkward strength in his heart, don't mention it. The current situation of the two is very similar to the vendor selling yellow dishes under the overpass later, the buyers and sellers are sneaky and hide, for fear of being seen by others. Gao Quan suddenly found that Qian Sixi seemed to be born to do that kind of business, this discovery made him want to laugh a little, and the depression just now seemed to dissipate all of a sudden. If you look at the problem from a different angle, it will have the exact opposite effect, and I don't know which celebrity said it, and now it is just right to explain this phenomenon.

"Battalion commander, look here." Qian Sixi pulled Gao Quan to the side of the camp and pointed to a pile of things and said to Gao Quan.

This is obviously a place like a devil's room or a canteen. There was a large pile of vegetables, meat, canned food, and a few large pots on the floor, as well as a makeshift stove and a pile of lunch boxes. The devils are tidy and orderly here, which is the opposite of the dirty and messy condition of most of our army's quarters.

Next to the room were twenty or thirty bags of grain neatly stacked, and the staple food of the devils had always been rice, and these pockets must have been filled with rice. Gao Quan is just strange, why do these rice pockets look a little familiar? And Qian Sixi let Gao Quan see these twenty or thirty bags of rice.