Chapter 64: Victory in the First Battle
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"Boom!" As soon as the squadron leader's order came out, an explosion different from a shell sounded not far away. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The compartment of a car was detonated by the fragments produced by the explosion of the shell, and the explosion occurred in an instant, not only blowing the front of the car into a pile of scrap metal, but also burning the fuel from the explosion of the fuel tank, burning the entire car into a huge torch.
Four or five imperial troops hiding under the car, they didn't even have time to artillery, they were directly caught in the fire, and then burned to charcoal with a scream!
After a car was bombed, the squadron leader clearly saw a group of three falling mortar shells, which were constantly approaching his position.
Looking at the opponent's posture, you can know that the Eighth Route Army wants to blow up all the cars on the official road, and by the way, all the imperial warriors hiding under the cars will also blow up to the sky.
The squadron leader's face changed, and he immediately ordered: "Eight Geya Road, when did the Tuba Road have such fierce artillery fire, and it is not safe under the car, order the warriors to leave the car immediately and break through in the direction of the county seat, quickly!" ”
As soon as the order was given, the squadron leader broke through to the rear under the protection of several guards.
The shells smashed by the Eighth Route Army just now were too close to him, and no one dared to guarantee that the next round of shells would not hit the car where he was hiding. If he hits, he will be like a few warriors just now, and he will be burned to char in the pain.
As a captain squadron leader in the Imperial Japanese Army, he would rather die at gunpoint than be burned to charcoal.
However, leaving the car breakout does not mean that he will get out of here alive.
The reason why Wang Ping ordered the artillery platoon to smash shells on the official road regardless of consumption was to force out the devils hiding under the cars.
Therefore, at the time of the shelling, five light and heavy machine guns and more than a hundred rifles of the independent battalion were all aimed at the cars that were still intact on the official road.
As long as a devil comes out from under the car, a lot of bullets will fly towards him immediately, and the devil squadron leader is no exception.
"Da Da Da!" As soon as they got out from under the car, a crooked handle and a few riflemen stared at them. As soon as the dense machine-gun strafing sound sounded, the three subordinates around him were beaten into a hornet's nest, and the remaining two subordinates subconsciously threw themselves to the ground and let themselves escape.
However, it also means that they lose the cover of the car.
A few of the Eighth Route Army, which was closest to them, took out a grenade while a smile flashed at the corner of their mouths, and then pulled the fire very skillfully, stayed in their hands for three seconds, and then threw it out.
Several grenades exploded in the air, although the explosion point was not directly above the devil's head, and the fragments of the grenades scattered in all directions still blew them into a blur of flesh and blood, and they couldn't pass it if they wanted to see it.
In the next minute or two, after the remaining devils on the official road were forced out of the car by Wang Ping using the same means, they were all killed by the rifles and machine guns waiting for them without exception.
"Trumpeter, blow the trumpet, attack immediately, and kill all the little devils who are still alive!" Seeing that it was already difficult to hear the devil's counterattack on the official road, Wang Ping decisively ordered!
"Tick tock! Tick tock! The three trumpeters of the independent battalion immediately stood up from the cornfield, and then began to blow the trumpet with their cheeks puffed.
As soon as the loud trumpet sounded, more than 100 riflemen rushed into the pipe with their rifles loaded with bayonets.
The machine gunner, who was in charge of the five light and heavy machine guns, did not move, his eyes fixed on the battlefield. As long as there is the slightest abnormal movement, it will go up with a shuttle of bullets to cover the charge of the riflemen.
Soon, the riflemen rushed to the official road, and then mended the devil with a bayonet.
Although several wounded soldiers of the devil died with grenades and soldiers of the independent battalion in the process, and more than a dozen soldiers died or fell on the official road, this casualty still could not change the outcome of the destruction of the devil's army.
Wang Ping did not rush out with the troops, the outcome of the battlefield was already doomed, and it was the same whether he rushed or not.
Soon, Zhang Yunshan, the commander of the second company, rushed over with some excitement on his face: "Win, battalion commander, we won!" ”
"A total of 168 devils, including a captain squadron leader, were all killed!"
"Not to mention, the equipment of an infantry squadron of the devil, except for the one that was damaged, was all captured by us, a total of five crooked handles, six grenadiers, 83 three-eight large covers, 8 Wang Ba boxes, more than 25,000 bullets of various kinds, as well as 180 grenades and 363 grenades!"
After the report, he did not forget to add: "So much equipment, enough for us to form two infantry platoons!" Battalion commander, I propose to make up for the missing machine guns and grenadiers in the second company first! ”
"Yours are indispensable!" Wang Ping replied with a satisfied face.
Then he ordered Zhong Yusheng, who rushed over next to him: "Platoon Commander Zhong, your guard platoon has to work hard, transfer a few veterans, bring all the ammunition, remember to bring more grenades, you personally lead the team!" ”
"If we eat one of their infantry squadrons in one bite, the devil will definitely not be reconciled, and will definitely send troops to retaliate against us!"
"No matter how many devils come out, you must use guerrilla warfare to slow down their march as much as possible, and then send someone to Shuiquan Village to report the situation of the devils to me! Also, you have a good machine gun, bring two crooked handles from the captured weapons! ”
Zhong Yusheng, who had already received a lot of Wang Ping's true biography, replied with a light in his eyes: "Please rest assured that the battalion commander will complete the task!" ”
As soon as Zhong Yusheng left, Wang Ping continued to order in front of the two company commanders.
"Let the comrades speed up, take everything that can be taken away, and then go back to Shuiquan Village to repair! The devil will definitely come out again, everyone must ensure physical strength and be ready for continuous combat! ”
As soon as the ambush outside the village began, Zeng Quan knew that the devils in the village were useless.
In nearly half an hour of counter-shooting, the Japanese puppet army, which was already small, lost more than a dozen again. In the end, a dozen devils, relying on heavy machine guns, trapped in the strongest courtyard to hold on.
Zeng Quan, who did not intend to show mercy, immediately ordered a company of grenadiers that had not moved to open fire, and specifically stared at the heavy machine gun position of the devil to explode.
Nine grenades passed, and the heavy machine-gun positions were directly enveloped in smoke.
The five or six devils around also fell in a pool of blood, and as for the devils guarding in other directions, the strong courtyard wall could block the bullets fired by the Eighth Route Army, but it could not block the grenade fragments from behind.
Many Japanese puppet soldiers lying on the courtyard wall didn't have time to react and were directly blown up.
The violent explosion in the courtyard had not yet ended, and Zeng Quan ordered a company to attack.
"Boom!" In the violent explosion, the closed gate of the courtyard collapsed to the ground.