Scouts, generally composed of top men within a unit, serve as the front to reconnoiter the enemy's situation in wartime, open the way for the main advancing troops, and guard them.

The same is true of the reconnaissance squad of the second battalion. Shooting, bomb throwing, and white-knuckle combat, they are not bad in all aspects, and each of them has very outstanding advantages.

Among the ten people alone, there are three sharpshooters, a two-person machine gun team, a two-person grenadier group, two martial arts assassins with martial arts skills, and Zhou Wen, the squad leader under the command, who has the ability to throw bombs with one hand, can be said to have their own characteristics.

Attracted by frontal fire, they circled in a huge circle and outflanked the devil without letting him find out.

On the hillside on one side, Yuan Pengfei observed the speed of the little devil's alternate cover retreat, and silently calculated in his heart.

Five minutes, probably after this wave of the enemy has withdrawn, unless the three companies jump out of the fortifications and catch up with them. Otherwise, the Japanese army would have basically withdrawn from the range of their rifles.

Just retreat a few hundred meters in concealment, cross the range of the machine gun, and the little devil can retreat boldly and confidently.

Time is running out for them.

He gave the order: "Spread out the sharpshooters, occupy advantageous firing positions, give priority to the officers who attack the devils, and watch out for enemy fire."

Zhou Wen, you lead the machine gun team to quickly build a firing point. Grenadiers, it's up to you to launch the attack order, and give priority to the devil's mortars. ”

"Yes, Battalion Commander."

The people were ordered to go and take cover.

In the hands of the reconnaissance squad is the Type 89 grenadier canister, which is an improved version of the first generation of grenadier Taisho 10 years.

The caliber is 50 mm, the length of the whole gun is 431 mm, and the weight of the whole gun is 4.7 kg.

A light gun like this can be used with the infantry in the same way as a light machine gun.

Moreover, this small steel cannon has a maximum range of 700 meters and an effective range of 500 meters. Skilled hands can use it from a safe distance, one shot at a time.

The devil had no intention of fighting, and the speed of retreat was also very fast, and Chen Qiao did not chase out in a fierce wave after receiving Yuan Pengfei's order, and used the enemy as a target.

This wave of devils was also very careful when retreating, the sharp soldiers opened the way, the squadron headquarters followed, then a mortar detachment was in the center, and finally there were more than half a squad behind.

500 meters has entered the firing range, preparations have begun.

Wang Wencheng pulls the firing lever, and his ammunition hand loads the ammunition from the barrel mouth to complete the installation of the ammunition.

300 meters, pre-judgment adjustment.

He holds the canister in his left hand and turns the handle until the lever reaches the appropriate length, completing the penultimate step.

At a distance of 200 meters, the rifle also reached an excellent shooting distance.

After Wang Wencheng lowered his head and took a rough aim through the aiming line, he violently pulled the belt on the launcher, and a grenade flew into the sky in an instant, and then fell to the ground and blossomed in the crowd, setting off a wave of blood.

The shells fell, and the radius of the kill was 5 to 8 meters. The relatively dense marching team of devils fell more than a dozen people in an instant. The mortar detachment was basically either dead or wounded, and could no longer provide fire support to the devils.

The sound of the cannon is the order to attack.

At the same time, Yuan Pengfei had already chosen the object he wanted to attack, several of the best officers to be protected.

He didn't know which old devil was the one who had ruined his good deeds, so he chose to name them one by one.

200 meters away, aim, three points in a line, pull the trigger.

With a snap, a bloody hole appeared in the head of a devil officer, apparently a headshot.

Pulling the bolt of the gun, quickly aiming and shooting, another little devil with a red chest and collapsed under his gun.

But later, there is not such a good opportunity to aim.

The devil was bombed first, and then five or six were named by the marksman, and immediately began to look for cover to hide, and counterattacked the reconnaissance squad fighters on the hillside.

Asano Hirobumi was not killed at the first time, but he was also splashed with blood by the two officers who were killed by him.

Hiding behind cover, he began to think about it.

The gunfire was not intensive, it seemed that there were only five or six rifles, which should have been a small force.

Judging from the fact that the two officers around him were killed and several soldiers were killed directly, these people's marksmanship is very good, and they are definitely the elite of the Eighth Road.

And the other side also had a grenadier canister, which blew up the most threatening mortar in the first place.

Knowing the details of the enemy, Asano Hirofumi shouted angrily: "Attack, kill them!" ”

The remaining little devils relied on the bunker to shoot up the hill and suppress the fire. A detachment of soldiers, on the other hand, immediately climbed up the hillside.

Yuan Pengfei hid behind cover, almost daring to poke his head out and shoot. The devil's heavy machine gun was mounted too quickly, and the bullets were fired on the rock against which he was leaning, and the rubble was scattered everywhere, and he could feel a strong push on his back.

After crawling to another bunker, the cat looked out and saw that the little devil had climbed halfway up the hill.

At this moment, the machine gun group ambushed on the left side of the mountainside opened fire, accompanied by the crisp sound of the Czech light machine gun, and the little devil who did not have the slightest defense splashed a little blood on his back and waist.

Hirobumi Asano, who was commanding at the bottom of the hillside, was also startled by the sudden machine gun.

He has always wondered why the other side has grenadiers, so why doesn't there be a light machine gun!

I didn't expect to wait for him here and give him a surprise.

"Hey! Shooter! Kill that machine gun for me. ”

After a while, the shooter fired two rounds from the concealment, and two grenades went directly over the bunker and exploded near the machine-gun group.

The deafening sound sounded like a cannonball, and the machine gun crew did fire at the first time.

With no threat from the flanks, the few remaining little devils with gleaming bayonets and rifles in their hands rushed towards the enemy on the hillside.

Asano Hirofumi secretly thought: This time your grenadier should stand up and shoot twice!

That's right, his purpose from the very beginning was not these sharpshooters.

The sharpshooter can certainly pose a deadly threat to him, but the sharpshooter who reveals his position drops several levels of threat.

But as long as the opponent's position is clear, the fire suppression, the grenadier canister, and the impact of the infantry, they can be killed in one round.

What really scared him was the grenadier that fired only one shot.

That cannon was like a flying immortal out of the sky, and there was no trace of it at all.

Even if he hid behind cover, he did not have the slightest sense of security, for fear that a shell would fall from the sky and send him to hell.

However, Hirofumi Asano just wants to kill this grenadier, and he needs to know his location. How can you do it without taking some bait!

"Smack"

With a crisp sound, a hole was opened directly in Asano's head.

And with the sound of a cannon, after firing this shot, Yuan Pengfei, who had not yet run a few meters, was knocked to the ground by the powerful shock wave of the grenade.

"Battalion commander, battalion commander!"

Wang Wencheng couldn't care about being hidden anymore, the grenades were fired one after another, and 7 were fired in 20 seconds, all of which were comparable to the best shooters.

This series of explosions kicked up a huge amount of smoke and dust, obscuring the entire stretch of the road.

And the little devils below, I don't know how many fell in a pool of blood.

Even the surviving guy was also stunned by the explosion, and his ears were full of the sound of Weng Ming caused by the explosion.

The ammunition man saw that Wang Wencheng was still going to shoot, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Withdraw, be careful of the devil's revenge." ”

Wang Wencheng hurriedly picked up the grenadier and retreated with the ammunition man.

He was just carried away by a moment of anger, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

This wave of covering rapid-fire caught the devils off guard, and their grenadiers were unable to return fire at the first time because of smoke and dust.

But as long as you give the devil a little time, revenge will come at any time.

Sure enough, these two had just run more than ten meters. The bunker just now was hit by the devil's cover.

Six grenades, the devils don't know how much they hate them.

It was a small area, filled with debris from the explosion. The two of them had to stay there and shoot, and they had to be torn to shreds.

The devil has lost the most core commander, and the highest rank left is just a squad leader.

And the mortars, which pose the greatest threat, have also been knocked out.

Therefore, when Rao Guohua's company arrived, the battle was a foregone conclusion.

The devil is doomed.