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Zhou Zhizhong held the binoculars and stared intently ahead. He didn't know the details of the special combat team, but he could see that this small unit was very unusual. Many of the special combat personnel are both long and short, and they are also equipped with dazzling machine guns and shotguns, and their firepower is very strong.

The puppet army sentry next to the bonfire suddenly fell, Zhou Zhizhong looked at it in wonder, and did not find the figure of the sentinel.

Song Qingpu led two sharp soldiers in front, holding a barge gun with a wooden box that could shoot on the shoulder, and a silencer on the muzzle, and after diving close to a distance of thirty meters, he began to snipe the sentry silently.

One, two...... The special operations team successfully killed two sentinels, infiltrated the entrance of the village, and killed a squad of puppet soldiers who were on guard in the house at the entrance of the village.

The flashlight covered with red cloth made two circles, Zhou Zhizhong swallowed hard, and waved his hand to order the forward company of the three columns to set off.

According to the instructions of the telegram, Zhou Zhizhong would send two battalions to attack the village, and the other battalion would lie in ambush on both sides of the main road two miles away, ambushing the fleeing enemy. This is completely the arrangement of annihilating the enemy, and Zhou Zhizhong was slightly surprised. But it was also made clear in the telegram that the main attack would be carried out by the battalion of the Third Column.

In this case, even if Zhou Zhizhong is dissatisfied, he has nothing to say. People don't use you as cannon fodder, and let you be in front of the front when there is a war.

This Yang Tianfeng is very thoughtful and very good at speculating on people's hearts! Thinking like this, Zhou Zhizhong had completely controlled the entrance of the village, and a red signal flare flew up in the air.

Gunshots rang out and flares were raised, making the sober Japanese puppet soldiers in the village aware that they might be attacked.

"Fire!" To the south of the village, on the artillery positions in more than three miles, Wang Guang, who had been waiting for a long time, let out a loud roar that changed his voice.

The six mortars were divided into two groups, their respective firing angles had been adjusted, and the shells were also fused and piled next to them. Hearing the order, the artillerymen immediately loaded the shells into it.

Tong, Tong, Tong...... After a continuous muffled sound, the cannonballs flew up in the air and slammed towards the intended target.

"Boom, boom, boom......" The dazzling firelight kept flashing, accompanied by a deafening loud sound, and clouds of gunpowder smoke rose up in the village.

With the rapid attack of artillery fire, more than 1,000 men and horses from the three columns quickly approached the village from the east and south. The shelling ceased, and the attacking troops had rushed more than two miles and launched an attack on the village.

In the eastern, southern, and northern directions, the officers and men of the 61st Regiment and the 3rd Column attacked at the same time, causing the enemy to lose sight of one at the expense of the other. The unexpected artillery fire caused heavy losses to the devils, and many of them were killed and injured in their sleep, or crushed under the collapsed houses. The chain of command was out of order, caught off guard, and the enemy fell into total passivity.

Since the entrance to the village to the north was controlled by the special combat team, the progress was most rapid in the north after the shelling ended. The officers and men of the 61st Regiment, under the leadership of the special combat team, entered the village and launched a thunderous raid. Grenades whirl across courtyard walls or smash window paper into houses and explode to shreds against recalcitrant enemies.

Most of the enemies met Hades before they could understand what was going on, and even if there were disheveled enemies who fought back, they could not organize an effective resistance.

"Throw it at me, blow up the ****." A platoon commander beckoned several soldiers to line up, standing in the shooting corner, and threw a few grenades at the recalcitrant courtyard.

Boom, boom, the corners of the wall trembled, and the whole wall collapsed. Another volley of grenades was thrown, and the enemy was in a state of dead and wounded, and the cries were incessant.

About a small group of puppet soldiers, under the command of a few devils with twisted faces and loud roars, fiercely counterattacked along the streets and alleys.

Boom, boom, boom! A few tongues of fire, a rain of iron, shot at the enemy with a hood and a face, and countless iron sand made it difficult to dodge. This was the first time that the three columns used a new type of weapon in battle, the shotgun, which showed great might in street fighting.

Speaking of which, there were similar weapons that struck the Japanese devils in the War of Resistance Against Japan. That's the old antique big pole. The large lifting rod is generally about three meters long, the caliber is five centimeters, several iron hoops fix the barrel and the butt together, and there is a fire door at the end of the gun, which is ignited with a large incense when shooting. Despite the breech loading and slower speed, it was really effective in stifling group charges and street fighting.

The shotgun used by the three verticals is not much more powerful than the large lifting rod, and the rate of fire alone is not comparable to the large lifting rod. The counterattacking enemy was caught off guard, and the streets were narrow, so the troops could not be deployed, and under the continuous spray of shotguns, they suffered heavy casualties and retreated.

On the rooftops, machine guns were firing like poisonous snakes, and a few soldiers of the third column had just rushed to the street when they were hit by a rain of bullets. The warriors in the back hurriedly retreated, hiding behind the wall.

A moment later, two mortar shells flew in the air, and in the explosion, the roof collapsed, and the machine gunner of the devil was buried in the dust.

A Japanese officer brandished a command knife and commanded the puppet army to straighten up and charge, trying to occupy the center of the street and hinder the opponent's continued advance. After a while, the Japanese officer suddenly fell down like a log, and the puppet army had no commander, and the formation began to riot.

The gunfire was loud, and a company of the 61st Regiment took advantage of the situation to launch a fierce attack, and after a burst of fierce fire, it pounced on it, stirring up the puppet army and forcing them to start a white-knuckle fight. The puppet army, which had a weak will to fight, was caught off guard, in an uproar, and retreated again and again in surprise.

The effect of the artillery fire is becoming more and more apparent. The devil's losses were not small, and the puppet army lacking the devil's supervision had no intention of fighting and retreated one after another.

The soldiers of the 3rd Column and the 61st Regiment relied on their numerical superiority and used shotguns, machine guns, and grenades to stubbornly crush the enemy's initial counterattack. The attack is becoming more and more easy, striking from three sides, compressing the enemy step by step.

In the compound where the devil's headquarters is located, most of the houses have been blown down, and broken bricks and tiles are everywhere, and it is a mess. A Japanese officer was kicking and beating the puppet army to clear the rubble, and from time to time let out angry yells.

"Where's Your Excellency Otake?" Squadron Leader Kobayashi walked quickly, grabbed the officer, and asked sharply.

"Your Excellency Otake's residence was blown up and is being cleaned up." The Japanese officer did not dare to look directly at Kobayashi's fierce gaze, and replied with his head down.

Kobayashi pushed hard, and the officer stumbled and almost fell.

"Dig it out, pick it out." The puppet soldiers who cleared the rubble shouted.