This may be a little unfair to the villagers of Bada Village, who are fighting bloodily, but this should be the safest way, blindly press the team up, and fight an upright battle with the enemy, Wang Zhijie is reluctant, and Shen Dehui is also tacit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the afternoon, the enemy attacked again, shells bombarded the northeast corner of Tuweizi incessantly, and the Japanese puppet army attacked separately to disperse the defensive forces in Zhuangzili.

The battle became more and more fierce, the defense of Tuweizi was in danger, the enemy from the north came up, and several strong men flew to the north with cannons to help; The north side pressed down, and the east side rushed up again, and they carried their cannons to the east side.

The two large baskets of rake teeth were quickly gone, and the cannons were also red. From time to time, the devil's shells exploded under their feet, some people were injured, and some fell and died. But in the life-and-death situation, the people have gone crazy, and the villagers do not know that they are afraid, their heads are buzzed by the cannons, and no one retreats.

The enemy's fire was very fierce, and the people on the wall could only look out from the observation hole, and did not dare to show their heads, the enemy had approached the earthen enclosure, and the marksmanship was accurate and ruthless. Due to the proximity of the distance, the pentagun began to lose its power and could only fire with a lifting rod.

Boom, after a huge cannon shot, a large hole was finally blown open in the wall. A brave villager rushed up with two door panels to block the opening, and a cannonball came at him, and the door panels were shattered, and the three carpenter's shops inside the wall became a large bomb crater in the blink of an eye; One after another, another villager came carrying the door panel, but before it was blocked, the door panel was blown to pieces, and bullets and iron rain were fired wildly through the opening.

The opening of the wall became bigger and bigger, and the news of misfortune spread throughout the village, and women, old people, and children came to guard the mouth with kitchen knives, spears, and sticks, and smashed them with stones, and repelled the three onslaughts of the devils.

The devil began to charge, the horn sounded in the mountains, and after another fierce fight, Tuweizi was lost.

Xu Dayan frowned, his fingers were loose and tight on the board machine, the signal was not sent for a long time, and he was anxious when he saw that the devil had broken the ground.

"There's a signal." The observer suddenly put down the binoculars and said eagerly to Xu Dayan.

"Hmm!" Xu Dayan didn't have time to say more, he had already heard the roar of the repeating weapon, and knew that the battle to capture the devil's artillery had begun, and he held his breath when he brought his eyes closer to the scope.

The devil commander saw the soldiers rushing into Zhuangzi through the gap in the telescope, let out a sigh of relief, put down the binoculars, and showed a sinister smile. It was as if he saw the smoke of the village again, the people fleeing in panic, and the women struggling and screaming......

"Your Excellency, we have broken the earthen fence and broken the will of the people of China to resist, and now there is a herd of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered—" said a devil officer, turning his head triumphantly.

But in the blink of an eye, he didn't seem to believe his eyes. The Commander lunged forward, his back shattered as if he had been hit by a heavy mace, and flesh flew and shattered.

Hey, Xu Dayan pulled the trigger, and shot a hateful bullet and flew towards the target he had been staring at for a long time.

What is the effect of a 12.7mm bullet hitting the human body at a distance of more than 1,000 meters, some say it can tear a person apart, and some say it can break a person in two. Xu Dayan didn't need to observe the effect, because there was no need, as long as he knew that this devil Zhong Zuo would definitely die. He quickly moved the muzzle of his gun and continued to shoot at the other devil officers.

As if a nightmare had suddenly struck, the Japanese army was suddenly hit hard, and with the sound of Xu Dayan's gunshots, the other snipers who had already infiltrated the devil fired hateful bullets at their chosen valuable targets. Under the accurate and effective fire, the officers fell to the ground one after another, and the machine guns were dumb fired, which immediately plunged the devils into confusion.

"Fire, charge." The squadron leader waved his hand sharply.

More than a dozen machine guns clattered out tongues of fire, rifles rang out with a "snap, snap", and bullets rained down on the enemy.

There were only twenty or thirty devils in charge of defending the artillery positions, and they did not expect to be attacked at all. After several hours of fighting, they were tired from helping to carry ammunition. Seeing that the earthen enclosure had finally been breached and the battle would soon be over, they all relaxed, sat or stood, looking at the smoke rising and the firelight of the stockade talking or laughing, pointing and pointing, and indifferent to the dozens of friendly troops who swaggered over.

The gunfire rang out suddenly, and the machine-gun bullets hit them with their heads covered in faces, and they immediately knocked down many devils. Before they could organize an effective resistance, more than a dozen seconds had passed. The soldiers who attacked in disguise had already rushed to a distance of thirty or forty meters, and the flower machine and box cannon swept over, and the density of bullets was not something that a devil who was caught off guard could resist with a three-eight cover.

The second squadron also suddenly launched an attack from behind the puppet army in the south of the village, using machine guns, rifles, and mortars. The puppet army suffered heavy losses, panicked, and only heard the sound of guns and cannons, and the sound of killing was everywhere, and it was impossible to figure out how many men and horses pressed over.

The puppet army began to flee in panic, and troops outflanked it, and a burst of heavy fire brought the puppet army up again, like a flock of frightened rabbits. A group of puppet troops fled eastward in panic, and before they ran far, they were stopped head-on by a roundabout unit, and a burst of fierce shooting made the puppet army turn their heads over, turn around and run back, squeezing and colliding with each other into a mess.

Xu Dayan used a heavy sniper to kill the devils one by one, which was much more convenient and faster than pulling the big bolt with one shot. The devils have already started to fire back, but the targets are other snipers who are close to them. Xu Dayan was killing and injuring the devil's vital force on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was also covering the snipers to retreat backwards to avoid unnecessary casualties.

The Devil artillery positions on the sand hill had been taken, and the artillery followed, began to adjust the muzzles, and set up their own mortars to bombard the enemy.

The devils blew up the earthen fence and stormed the stockade, but the battle continued. The villagers fought and retreated, using hooks, shovels, kitchen knives, and hoes to engage in fierce street and hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

The devils set fire to the haystacks of the houses wherever they went, and the fire in the stockade was raging, and the smoke was billowing out, but no one cared about fighting the fire, and the villagers were all defending themselves and fighting the devils desperately.

The stockade was filled with gunshots, explosions, screams, swearing, and slashing. Some husbands and wives fought with devils in the courtyard, some fathers and sons blocked the enemy at the entrance of the alley, and some mothers and daughters fought together with the beast soldiers.

In the courtyard and on the streets, there was a fight and a fight, and the old people, women, and dolls in the house copied the heads, cymbal hooks, shovels, rolling pins, kitchen knives, scissors, and what could be used, and there were bursts of shouts of killing over the stockade.

The gunshots and explosions outside the village became more intense, and the puppet army had been defeated, and they were approaching the devil brigade from the south of the village like a duck with their heads in their arms.

Although the commander and several officers were killed, the devil reacted quickly and sent the fighting forces to the artillery position. But the devils were immediately fiercely attacked by the first squadron, and behind the devil brigade, the third squadron also attacked, and battles broke out on all sides, which made the devils unable to judge the specific situation, and the command fell into temporary confusion.

The Japanese army sounded the military horn, and the devils who rushed into the village began to retreat in a hurry, and the villagers got a respite, but they were already suffering heavy casualties.

He Youyi was covered in blood, with multiple injuries on his face and body, and the guillotine in his hand no longer had the strength to lift it again. Lin Fancai also almost collapsed, the big blade in his hand had been curled, the village was full of firelight, and the streets were lined with sacrificed fathers and villagers and killed Japanese devils, and blood stained the streets and broken walls.

Even though they were extremely tired, Lin Fancai and He Youyi still organized the villagers to re-block the bombed earthen enclosure, prevent the devils from coming back, and climbed to the top of the enclosure to observe the situation outside.

The battlefield has been transferred to the small sand hill outside the village, the artillery was successfully captured, the puppet army was defeated, the Japanese army was mobilized, and the siege of the village was relieved, the guerrilla brigade adjusted its deployment and defended on the spot, and this not high and dangerous place became the focus of fierce battles between the enemy and us.

The commander and a number of officers were killed, the artillery positions were attacked, and mountain artillery and mortars were lost, which was intolerable for the devils.

The devil has always been this problem, he is used to playing tricks on the land of China, and where he suffers a loss, he always has to take revenge once or twice before he feels that he has regained face. This time was no exception, after reining the troops, they launched a vigorous attack on Xiaoshagang.

A group of devils and some of the puppet soldiers who were barely gathered rushed over with a howl, "Bang! An inadvertent gunshot rang out, and the head of the devil officer who was wielding a foreign sword behind the puppet army suddenly seemed to be hit violently with a huge stick. No, it's even more terrifying than this effect, the whole head and even the neck were blown away by the sniper's bullet. Blood splattered from the jagged wounds, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Gunshots rang out on the small post, not dense, but very rhythmic, the snipers fired with Xu Dayan, the puppet army officers and machine gunners were given priority, and the charging team began to be confused, but behind them were the devil's bright bayonets and fierce shouts, and these puppet soldiers could only continue to move forward with their faces as dirty.

Suddenly, the right shoulder of the devil officer who had just taken over the command was splashed with flesh and blood on his chest, and the small half of his body became a blur of flesh and blood, and his death was brutal and abnormal. Even the devils were a little dumbfounded by this successive blows.

When the charging puppet army and devils were only more than 100 meters away from the Shagang position, under the blows of the snipers, the momentum had been attenuated by half, and the devil squad that supervised the battle was not so energetic in the case of repeated losses.

Grenades, machine guns, rifles, and flower traps began to fire, and the guerrilla brigade showed all its strength, and in addition to the soldiers in the position, the snipers continued to hunt the enemy. Without artillery support, the fierce assault was quickly repulsed, leaving behind more than a hundred corpses and a dozen screaming wounded.

The artillery rang incessantly, even more violently and densely than when it was in the hands of the devils just now, constantly exploding in the enemy group. In addition to the captured artillery, the 82nd and 60th mortars of the guerrilla brigade also opened fire one after another, smashing shells at the enemy, causing casualties and confusion to the enemy.

The wind had subsided, and a faint twilight had risen over the fields. The setting sun smeared its afterglow on the earth, and the treetops burned like fire, as if they were about to burn.

The ruined walls covered with smoke and dust, bullet scars, and green smoke, stood silently, and the ancient acacia poplars with broken branches still straightened their vigorous arms, as if they were trying to choke the throat of this fierce enemy.

The devil obviously lost confidence under this violent blow, but he was not reconciled. In this hesitation, the situation became even worse.

By the time the rough casualty statistics came up, one of the surviving ghost lieutenants knew that they couldn't fight any further. The attack on the stockade, the attack, the left and right flanking attacks, and the failure of the counteroffensive have already caused the locust army of the two squadrons to pay nearly half of the casualties. The puppet army was even worse, with even dead and wounded, and some escaped, with less than 300 of the more than 700 people left.

The most important thing is the combat power displayed by the sudden enemy, the firepower is fierce, and the artillery is accurate and ruthless, which is definitely not the quality of ordinary anti-Japanese armed forces. The devil officer has realized that this is most likely a guerrilla force sent by the New Seventh Army.

But if the devil wants to retreat, it is not so easy. The guerrilla brigade, which had been redeployed, not only stabilized its position, but also occupied a favorable position and could easily intercept the retreating enemy.

The shells were chasing and exploding, the opponent was chasing and fighting, and on the way to retreat, they were even attacked by mines, and a few thunderbolts were dozens of devils and puppet troops. The security brigade did not dare to confront the devils head-on, but the level of beating the water dogs was not low. They don't block, but they are good at flanking. On both sides of the road, they shot at the devils and puppet soldiers, constantly causing casualties and trouble for the enemy.

This is called war, this is war. Lin Fancai stood on the earthen fence, holding an old monocular in his hand, the fierce battle made his palms sweat, and his nails were pierced into the flesh without realizing it. And this village, which once fought bloodily, seems to have been forgotten by both sides.

"Senior brother, you hurry down, urge again, take the villagers out of the village quickly, don't be reluctant to worry about the rags at home, saving your life is the main thing. The devil will definitely come to retaliate, and we will become the target of the devil's burning here again. Lin Fancai turned his head and said to He Youyi.

"Senior brother, it's better for you to take the villagers out of the village, I'll be watching here." He Youyi shook the gun he picked up in his hand and pushed back.

"Now is not the time to fight for this, quick, don't delay." Lin Fancai looked outside the village, and the devil puppet army had retreated so much that they couldn't see their shadows in the sound of guns.

He Youyi nodded helplessly, glanced at the battlefield, got off the earthen fence, and led some young adults to help the villagers to help the old and the young, carrying people and things out of the village from the west gate, and evacuating everywhere.

"Senior brother, senior brother-" A hoarse shout made Lin Fan wake up, and when he looked back, it was He Youyi who rushed back with more than 100 villagers, the difference was that these people were carrying guns. (To be continued.) )