"Okay, that's it!" Zhao Heizi half-squatted behind a big tree, waited for the explosion to stop, poked out his head, saw that the Japanese machine gun had been restrained by his comrades, did not sweep to this side, immediately aimed at the wide direction of the grenadier, and fired another shot.

Rumble! The movement caused by the grenade fired by the grenade was greater than that of the grenade, but the Japanese veterans' ultra-high accuracy grenadiers were all empty at this time, in this case, although the operation of the rocket launcher was easier and more convenient, but don't expect too good performance. It's just that what makes Xu Baiqiu quite resentful is that his lifeblood was almost cut off by shrapnel made in Japan, but the shrapnel produced in the northwest failed to cut off a single bird feather from the other party.

However, Zhao Hei's guy was not completely useless, at least he blew up a large puddle of mud and sand, and although the raging shalnel did not hurt the Japanese army, it blew up a small tree, and a large amount of mud and sand, but at the same time, the Japanese grenadiers were greatly disturbed, and even the machine guns had to be transferred.

Taking advantage of the lack of firepower of the Japanese army. He Dong had already snatched out a few steps, and the bullets in the box shot out suddenly. Facing the direction of the Japanese machine gunners.

"Damn, fire is on, don't wait for the Japanese machine gunners to come back." He Dong yelled, although the firepower of the submachine gun was fierce, the bullets were also consumed quickly, and a box of bullets could not last long.

"Here, fart!" Two other comrades-in-arms rushed out one after another. Bullets rained down on the opposite side.

"Yaga, fight back, fight back!" Captain Harushima was so suppressed at this time that he couldn't raise his head. What made him even more angry was that the machine gunner was suppressed by several submachine guns of the opponent one after another, but he couldn't close the distance for a while, and could only watch the other party get closer and closer.

"Withdraw, withdraw! The firepower of the Chinese army is too fierce! ”

"He Zhijun, go back immediately and ask for support!" The captain of the Harushima squad ripped off his hat with a bullet hole and threw it to the ground, screaming urgently.

"Burst"

When the submachine gun is activated. Because the tongue of fire that jumped when it started was like a deadly poisonous snake swallowing crimson letters to the Japanese army.

Although the Japanese army more than doubled its strength, it was within the range of more than 20 submachine guns with dozens of rifles. That ending can only be regarded as a tragedy.

Even if they escaped, they had to escape from bullets at this time, and no Japanese army was willing to throw their backs to the enemy when they fled. Although from time to time someone was shot and screamed in pain. Or just hang up, but the remnants of the Japanese army still resisted to the death, relying on single-shot rifles, and there was a moment and no time to return fire.

The sound of a three-wheeled motorcycle in the distance sounded again, louder than before.

When He Dong cleaned the bullets in the box again, he heard the order for the Hu team to retreat.

"These turtle grandsons, if the reinforcements didn't come too quickly, they would have to be all here." Xu Baiqiu scolded. The hatred is not gone. The Japanese machine gunners were also beaten into a hornet's nest in the desperate resistance, and the grenadiers were also sent to the west by Zhao Hei twice, and now the Japanese squad has reached the point of exhaustion.

When the reinforcements arrived, there was only one corpse left at the scene, and the captain of the Spring Island squad dragged a thigh that had been hit by two bullets, protected by his subordinates, and the only remaining soldiers could not hide a look of fear even in the night.

"Yaga. What's going on, have you been attacked by a large number of enemy troops? "The Japanese commander who rushed to the rescue was replaced by a squadron leader this time. It was Harashima's top boss. Under the faking lights, the scene was in shambles. There were weeds broken by bullets everywhere, and there was a thick smoke of gunpowder and the smell of blood.

"Your Excellency Nobuyo, there are not many Shina troops encountered by the inferior ranks, but the branches. The Chinese army was armed with a large number of submachine guns, and there were also portable artillery, which were even more convenient to operate than the grenadiers of the Empire. It seems to be carried on the shoulder. Harushima had already fainted from pain at this time, and one of the soldiers who had survived was still in a state of apprehension.

"What, shoulder-fired artillery?" Nobuto Yongzhi just wanted to scold the bastard and slap the other party a few times on the shoulder, but suddenly remembered that in the tragic battle in Langfang, it seemed that the enemy army also had this kind of equipment. But I never got to see each other. Nobuto changed his tone and asked, "How many people are there on the other side?" ”

"No, I don't know how many there are, it is estimated that there are thirty or forty people, the firepower of the Chinese army is too fierce, we have no time to discern the number of the other side from the firepower, it feels like we are fighting with hundreds of enemy troops at the same time."

"That is, I don't know the number of enemy troops, clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded."

Nobuto Yuchi interrupted the other party's words, the variables of the night battle are too great, and he doesn't want to go head-to-head with the other party in such a situation full of uncertainties. What's more, the other side was equipped with so many submachine guns, and from the tragic appearance of the scene alone, you can judge how fierce this short engagement was, or how badly the Japanese troops of this squad were suppressed. Although he brought over most of the squadron, he only had one or two times as many people as this squadron, and if he chased farther away, if he encountered more enemy troops and stayed away from the Japanese camp, others would not have time to save him, and besides, this camp was not the main force. There are only more than 1,000 people in their camp, and even this more than 1,000 people are not enough to see when facing the main force of the enemy.

So this short night battle ended hastily because of Nobuto Yuto's decision. Only more than 30 people were killed and wounded, and even the sentry tower was blown off a corner by the other party. But they didn't even touch the shadow of the other party, and as for the Japanese troops who survived the battle, the impenetrable rain of bullets left an indelible object in their hearts.

Although such a skirmish is fierce, it will not attract the attention of the high-level at this time, and at this time, both the Japanese camp and the Northwest Army camp are busy overnight.

Some of the fireheads began to get up and busy while most of the other soldiers were still asleep. Some of the soldiers standing guard had been patrolling for most of the night, and the squad in charge of the night attack was also dragging their tired bodies back to the barracks at this time. The baggage contingent in the rear stayed up all night, nervously rushing to transport ammunition and ordnance. Soldiers of the maintenance company were also repairing faulty tanks and armored vehicles overnight. These people are like parts of a huge war machine, although they seem so small in tens of thousands of troops, but it is these people who maintain the operation of the entire battlefield. It also maintained the high morale and fighting spirit of the entire 2nd Mechanized Brigade.

Before dawn, most of the soldiers had risen at the urging of the officers to check their weapons, and a row of more than a dozen Japanese prisoners of war were escorted under the flagpole. With the flash of the snowy sword, more than a dozen heads rolled down. Since Jiang Li used hundreds of Japanese prisoners of war to sacrifice the flag in Lanzhou, although he had also drunk foreign ink, Sun Liren, who was very murderous in his heart, quickly learned this trick. Regarding Jiang Li's attitude of killing and stopping killing, Sun Liren agrees very much. The Japanese army will not be the slightest soft-hearted because of their kindness, they will only regard your kindness as weakness, and the more merciful you are, the more unscrupulous the Japanese army's butcher's knife will be. Their butcher's knives are not only aimed at soldiers, but also against the elderly, weak, women and children. Although he is not as fanatical as Gao Lingyun, for Jiang Li, Sun Li also has reverence from the heart, for another person, Sun Liren has a very high self-esteem and does not disdain to imitate the other party's methods. The Japanese army is advancing step by step, but he does not intend to sit still, this battle is inevitable, whether the Japanese army can achieve the established strategic goals, depends on how this battle is. (To be continued.) )