UNLIKE THE ANGER OF THE MULTIPLE GORO, AT THIS TIME, CHIBA SHIGEYAMA WAS COLD, LISTENING TO THE POWER OF THE EXPLOSION, IT WAS A 75MM CALIBER ARTILLERY, AND THE STRENGTH THAT COULD DISPATCH THIS KIND OF ARTILLERY WAS AT LEAST A REGIMENTAL LEVEL IN THE CHINA ARMY. Thinking that there was nearly a regiment already ambushed here, Chiba Shigeyama felt that his legs were like lead poured into them, and he couldn't walk around.

How did the Zhina army know that they would reinforce Fengtian so quickly and stay here early, at this time the Zhina army still had the strength to fight an ambush, wouldn't it mean that the 29th Wing and the 2nd Garrison Brigade attacking Fengtian City were in a very dangerous situation?

Chiba Shigeyama's guess was similar, even if the eastern battalion in ambush did not have the strength of a regiment, compared to the establishment of most regiments of about 2,000 people, it was already more than half a regiment.

When the 5th Independent Garrison Brigade of 400 people jumped off the train one after another, there were only more than 460 people, and the rest were killed or injured on the train, and they could not get down for a while.

"Kill the Exhaust Branch!" At this time, most of the Japanese soldiers who got off the train were in a state of anger, and they fought back with the 38 big cover in their hands against the Northeast Army on the opposite side.

But soon these Japanese soldiers found that the swollen was simply a nightmare.

"Hehe, damn it, I'm waiting for this moment, the machine gun team, the mortar is on Lao Tzu!" Ren Jianguo was so excited that his body trembled, everything was expected by Jiang Li, and it was only the 5th Independent Garrison Brigade of the Japanese Army stationed in Tieling that came over according to the route. The Japanese garrison lacked one squadron per battalion. The troops brought from the Dongda Battalion are nearly three times that of the other side, and if this kind of battle cannot be won, it is better to find a piece of tofu and kill it.

Waiting for the moment when the Japanese got off the train, looking at the Japanese soldiers on the side of the train, tom, tom, a series of crisp mortar sounds. There was a fire on the side of the train, screams were heard everywhere, and the flying stumps, severed arms and blood were so conspicuous in the rising sun. ONLY THE FOUR 37MM FLAT-FIRE GUNS WERE TOO LATE TO BE TAKEN OUT OF THE CARRIAGE IN TIME FOR THE SITUATION AT THIS TIME, AND THEY WERE FAR FROM THE 75MM MOUNTAIN GUNS OF THE NORTHEAST ARMY.

The only firepower that could be used was two Taisho three-year heavy machine guns. Although the performance of the Type 92 heavy machine gun is superior, it is given priority to regular army divisions and regiments, and the garrison brigade can only use the second-hand goods that have been eliminated for the time being, that is, the grenadier canister, and the Taisho 10-year grenadier with a range of less than 300 meters in their hands is still in their hands.

When the clay figures also have three parts of earthiness, Chiba Shigeyama and other Japanese troops would never have imagined that the Northeast Army, which usually respects them, would be so crazy once it broke out, and it was far from being something that their independent garrison brigade could compete with head-on. The situation where they got off the train also seemed to be in each other's considerations. Mortars were laid on both sides of the train.

Another shower of shells.

After repeatedly experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, a few timid Japanese soldiers even hid under the train, hoping to escape the shrenchnel that was chosen to be devoured.

"Spread out, spread out! Break through the obstruction of the Chinese army and retreat to the east! Chiba Shigeyama drew his command knife and shouted loudly. The pebbles that exploded and splashed on the side of the sleeper hit the body and hurt, and at this time, Chiba Shigeyama could only endure the pain and reluctantly gave the order to temporarily withdraw.

The Japanese army wanted to flee for their lives, but how could the soldiers of the Higashi Battalion, who were waiting for the battle, give Chiba Shigeyama this opportunity.

Chiba Shigeyama was also not a vegetarian, and when he gave the order to break out to the east, he left behind a valuable heavy machine gun and two crooked handles hidden under the train for blocking fire.

The soldiers of the Dongda Battalion, who did not have much experience in actual combat, rushed to the front, and more than 20 people were swept down by machine guns one after another. Any negligence on the battlefield meant the price of blood, and the same was true for the soldiers of the Eastern Battalion, who had the upper hand at this time.

"Evacuate, hurry? Leave a set of grenadiers! Chiba Shigeyama called out sharply, and Takugoro, who had been talking and laughing with him before, had fallen to the ground motionless like a dead pig at some point.

"Don't run away to a little Japan, Hao Shicai, what the hell are you eating! Open the cannon and knock out the machine gun under the train! Ren Jianguo saw the soldier in front of him who was swept down by the machine gun and slammed his fist on the ground and roared.

Hao Shicai was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, not because of Ren Jianguo's reprimand, but because of the heaviness of the lives of his comrades-in-arms on his shoulders, and there were six or seven wounded and undead soldiers struggling on the ground in front of him. If his artillery killed the Japanese machine gunners a moment later, his own soldiers would continue to die.

"Fire!"

The sound of artillery exploded on both sides of the train, and one of the shots hit the side of the train, and the shrapnel and the broken stones under the sleepers formed a rain of fragments, tearing the Japanese machine gun sweep to pieces.

"Chase, don't run away with a Japanese soldier!" Ren Jianguo angrily ordered.

Tom Tom Tom .........

A string of voices that are deeper and crisper than the sound of mortars, worthy of the Japanese army, even if they are second-line soldiers, their military quality is not comparable to the group of recruits in the East Battalion, and in this situation they can still play a fierce counterattack.

The group of grenadiers left behind by Chiba Shigeyama only had a short range, but when the train was between the two armies, the grenades fired by the three grenadiers crossed the train and hit the heads of the pursuing soldiers and exploded, and dozens of more corpses were added to the ground in an instant. In World War II, the Japanese army, whose firepower was much worse than that of the great powers, relied on this small steel cannon to inflict a large number of casualties on the civilian ** team. At present, the ability shown by the grenadier is only the tip of the iceberg, and if it is replaced with a ** grenadier, maybe the casualties of this group of recruits in the East Battalion will be even more serious.

"Ignorant Zhina people, if it weren't for the fact that there are many of you and you have enough firepower, it is not yet known who will die in this battle!" From the screams behind him, Chiba Shigeyama could tell that the few grenadiers left behind had caused a lot of trouble to the enemy, and he couldn't help but curse viciously. With soldiers still broke through from the east.

Boom, boom.........

Behind him was a fire, the train car in the middle of the road had been smashed into flames, the broken machine gunner had already gone to see Amaterasu, and that group of grenadiers was also torn to pieces by the retaliatory fire of the Northeast Army at this time, the tactical success could not be repeated in this situation, once alerted by the Northeast Army, it would be a devastating blow. Even the 60 mortars equipped by the soldiers of the East Battalion are far from being matched by the grenadiers, the only difference is that the accuracy of the Japanese grenadiers is so high, which makes the soldiers of the East Battalion rare.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Chiba Shigeyama shouted sharply, but all this was accompanied by the sound of the mortar from the east, which made Chiba Shigeyama understand that his previous efforts were in vain. For their contingent of less than 500 men, the Northeast Army had sufficient forces to set up ambushes in several places at the same time.

Desperate, Chiba Shigeyama's only thought at this time was this.

With no danger to defend, the enemies in front and behind rushed up one after another, accompanied by a large number of artillery.

"Run for your life, and never be a prisoner of the people!" There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of Chiba Shigeyama's mouth. At this point, the remaining Japanese army of less than 300 people could no longer support it and scattered in all directions. The Northeast Army on the east and west sides chased and killed like chickens, although there were tactical mistakes and combat jerkiness, but the growth on the battlefield had to pay a price, but this price was relatively expensive, but in the end, the victory belonged to them, and the East Battalion needed this long-lost victory.