After glancing at the layout of the devil's station, the two infantry guns and more than a dozen gunners in the middle of the station were directly targeted by Wang Ping.

At the same time as his eyes quickly shot out two fine lights, he ordered loudly: "Continue to rush and occupy the Japanese artillery position." ”

It was still six crooked handles, and although the machine gunners holding the crooked handles had changed several people, the offensive firepower of the company had not weakened.

At a distance of several tens of meters, the bullets fired by the crooked handles easily covered the Japanese artillery positions, and more than half of the more than a dozen gunners were killed on the spot.

The remaining gunners, who were still alive, were well aware that they were no match for the separate battalion. Seeing the company getting closer and closer, he dropped his infantry guns and fled for his life to the remaining infantry squads behind.

As soon as he rushed to the devil's artillery position, before he had time to glance at the two infantry guns that had already arrived, a string of heavy machine gun strafing was transmitted to Wang Ping's ears.

"Battalion commander, be careful!" When a guard shouted loudly, he jumped up directly, and then threw Wang Ping to the ground.

Wang Ping, who was caught off guard, was not injured although he was thrown and eaten by a dog. The guards who saved his life were not so lucky, and were beaten into a hornet's nest along with five or six fighters around him.

Hamasaki, who had only one reinforced squad left in his hand, saw that the Eighth Route Army had already killed the station, and immediately realized that he had been defeated today, and he was completely defeated, and there was no chance of turning defeat into victory at all.

As a grassroots officer deeply influenced by the spirit of bushido, Hamasaki is not afraid of death. After the independent battalion was stationed at the station, Hamasaki's first thought subconsciously was to fight with the Eighth Route Army with the remnants and die here.

But this thought disappeared in an instant with the adjutant's persuasion.

"Captain, there is an old saying in the Zhina, stay in the green mountains, and you are not afraid of no material to burn. You have just been promoted to Shaozuo, and you still have a lot of future, so you definitely can't die here. While the Eighth Route Army has not yet been killed, you retreat immediately, and I will stay to cover! ”

"Yes, I still have a great future, and I still have my family, I definitely can't die here!" Hamasaki reacted suddenly, and then thought to himself.

Then he promised his confidant adjutant: "I will leave you two heavy machine guns, a combat detachment, and be sure to block the Eighth Route Army for twenty minutes!" The others retreated with me and retreated in the direction of the county seat! ”

In this way, Hamasaki, with the radio communication team and the remaining fifty or so devil soldiers, began to retreat like a lost dog.

The adjutant who stayed behind saw the Eighth Route Army all the way to the artillery position, and immediately ordered his subordinates to defend on the spot.

When the independent battalion rushed to the artillery position and was completely exposed to the guns of the devils, the adjutant decisively gave the order to shoot, and then there was the scene where the guards sacrificed their lives to save Wang Ping just now.

The guards he was familiar with were sacrificed like this, and Wang Ping's anger can be imagined.

After glancing at the situation of the Japanese army, he ordered: "What about the grenadiers, fire the cannon immediately, and give me the fire point of the devil's machine gun." The others are ready to charge and kill all the little devils! ”

Soon, grenade explosions sounded around the two Japanese heavy machine guns. Three rounds of twelve grenades smashed through, and two heavy machine guns fired directly at the dud.

Wang Ping's most desired result now is to kill all these devils, and he doesn't care if he captures two heavy machine guns.

Therefore, as soon as the heavy machine gun gunfire stopped, Wang Ping ordered a series of killings with anger.

More than a dozen devils, looking at the Eighth Route Army that had been killed, as usual, put bayonets on their rifles, returned their bullets, and then worked in groups of several people to put on a posture of fighting bayonets.

There were many soldiers on the Eighth Route and they were armed with a large number of machine guns. Compared with firepower, a single Eighth Route Army can beat itself into a hornet's nest.

Fighting bayonets is different, since the beginning of the war of aggression against China, fighting again and again has proved to the world that if you fight bayonets on the battlefield, two, three, or even more Chinese soldiers are not the opponents of an imperial army officer and soldier of the empire.

From the time they were left behind in the palace, these devils knew that they would die here today. Since they are all dead, the devil must want to pull more Eighth Route Army to support himself before dying in battle, and it is not too unjust to die in battle.

And fighting with the Eighth Route Army with bayonets is the only way for the devil to pull more Eighth Route Army backs.

If you put it in other units of the Eighth Route Army, you will definitely fight with the devils with a rifle. Because they don't have the luxury of an independent battalion, they can give as many bullets as they want when they start a war. For them, they can save a bullet on the battlefield, and fighting bayonets is the best way to save bullets.

But the devil came across an independent battalion, a separate battalion with plenty of ammunition and good equipment.

Seeing some old Red Army cadres who had just joined the independent battalion, and seeing that the devils were about to fight with bayonets, their eyes lit up and they wanted to rush over, Wang Ping immediately scolded: "Are all the crooked handles in your hands burning sticks, the machine gunners immediately opened fire, and I suddenly attacked these devils, I don't have so much time to rub the devils here!" ”

"Da Da Da!" The three crooked men next to them shot directly in the scolding of the devils, but no matter how they scolded the Eighth Route Army for being cunning, they couldn't change the ending of being beaten into a hornet's nest.

Many of the surrounding Eighth Route Army also looked at him dumbfounded, although many soldiers did not speak, but from their expressions, Wang Ping read these words at once, thinking that he was not moral!

Wang Ping frowned, and scolded directly: "Are you stupid, aren't you just killing a dozen devils!" What did I say before the battle, you can solve the battle with a cannon and you will never use a machine gun, and if you can solve a battle with a gun, you will never fight with a bayonet. Just a few dozen bullets, and the devil was cleaned up in a few seconds. If you fight with bayonets, how long are you going to take and how many casualties will clean them up! ”

"Remember what I just said, the lives of the soldiers are more important than bullets and shells!"

When ordinary soldiers heard Wang Ping's words, they all looked at Wang Ping with admiration and fanaticism, especially the soldiers who had been converted from the puppet army, and it was almost the first time in their military careers that they had taken their lives so seriously.

As for the officers, they all showed thoughtful expressions, especially the old Red Army cadres that Wang Ping had just dug up from the military division.

At this time, Zhang Qing hurriedly ran over and reported: "Battalion commander, there are dozens of devils who have escaped and are fleeing for their lives in the direction of the county seat. ”

"Sure there's a radio!" Wang Ping stared at Zhang Qing and chased after me.

"I'm sure!" Zhang Qing affirmed.

"Be sure to catch up with them and capture the radio! I know the fighters are tired, but the radio is so important to us! Company Commander Zhang, draw out fifty soldiers with good strength, bring machine guns and grenadiers, and chase them down with me! Wang Ping made a decision immediately.

Wang Ping once again used facts to show his command art to his subordinates, telling everyone that as long as they follow him, they will definitely be able to win the battle.

Therefore, as soon as I heard that the next step was to follow Wang Ping to hunt down the devil, as long as the soldiers who could still move, they all enthusiastically signed up.

Because there were too many people, Wang Ping finally ordered eighty soldiers to hunt down the devil with him.

In order to survive, the devil ran all the way to the direction of the county seat to escape. Wang Ping followed closely behind the devil for the sake of the radio.

You chased me for nearly half an hour, and Hamasaki Shaozo knew that there was the Eighth Route Army chasing him behind him.

"Who wants to stay and stop the Eighth Route Army?" Hamasaki asked the terrified subordinates around him with a gloomy face.