"Order the 1st Infantry Squad to cooperate with the 1st Company of the Imperial Allied Army to immediately launch an attack and break through the defense line of the Eighth Route Army! Heavy machine gun squad and artillery squad cover! The squadron leader immediately ordered.

The devils, who were in a hurry to reinforce the brigade commander, only saw the Eighth Route Army blocking the road, and the two small hills on both sides of the road with an altitude of less than 20 meters above sea level, because they had been reclaimed into wasteland, it was impossible to hide people at a glance, so they did not attract the attention of the Japanese army.

When more than 50 devils drove more than 100 Imperial Allies to attack, three mortars had already been erected.

Because more than a dozen gunners died under the attack of the reconnaissance platoon all the way, the devil who now operates these three mortars is a grenadier temporarily selected by the squadron leader. Even though they were all artillerymen, everyone was very nervous because it was the first time they were manipulating mortars.

"Fire, shoot!" A devil squad leader drew his command knife and ordered loudly.

......As soon as the three dull cannon sounds rang out, three shells flew out of the shells and flew towards the position of the Eighth Route Army with a scream.

Compared to the gunners who had already been killed, their shooting accuracy was significantly worse.

Only one of the three shells falling from the sky hit the target, but even so, the three mortars still fired ten rounds of shells, and did not stop until the blocking position of the Eighth Route Army was completely covered by gunsmoke, and then more than 100 Japanese puppet troops rushed forward under the cover of three heavy machine guns.

"Shoot!" Ma Qingyun, the commander of the first company of the third battalion, raised his pistol and killed the two puppet soldiers who rushed to the front, and then ordered loudly.

In the crackling gunshots, puppet soldiers were constantly killed.

At this time, many puppet soldiers were scared, and they were afraid, and wanted to stop or retreat directly. But the devils behind them didn't treat their lives as human lives.

Several Imperial Allied troops had just had the idea of being afraid of retreating, and the attack was a little slower. The devil who followed them didn't say anything polite, and directly stabbed the bayonet into their hearts, and then threatened with murderous expression.

"Keep rushing forward, whoever stops will be doomed!"

In the face of death at close range, even if the Imperial Allied Army was forced to a dead end, even if they knew that continuing to rush forward would be sending them to death, they could only bite the bullet and rush forward with their eyes closed.

Fortunately, the company that stood in front of them did not make a fatal move, otherwise, the casualties of more than a hundred imperial alliance troops would have been even greater.

When everyone's eyes and attention were focused on the road, not far away on a mountain bag, the third battalion and the second company, which had been hiding on the other side of the mountain bag, were carrying heavy machine guns, crooked handles, and rifles, and quickly climbed up.

As soon as you reach the top of the mountain, lie on the ground and get ready to shoot.

Three Czech-made and one 92-type, directly erected on the best ground in the shooting range on the top of the mountain, aiming at the Japanese puppet army that was attacking on the road at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, more than 100 days later, the puppet army had all entered the range of weapons in everyone's hands, especially light and heavy machine guns, and dozens of devils who followed behind the Imperial Association Army were exactly in their best range.

"Aim at the little devil behind the pseudo, hit me hard, shoot!" Zhang Yunshan ordered decisively.

"Dada...... ......"Heavy machine guns and crooked handles were the first to shout.

More than a hundred rifles also rang out with the sound of crackling gunfire.

As soon as the second company fired, the third company lurking on another hill also fired, and all the swishing bullets flew towards the devil.

The devils who followed behind the Imperial Alliance Army never thought that they would be attacked.

Therefore, when the comrades-in-arms around him were knocked down one after another, everyone else was frightened.

However, the knee-jerk movements of the body were not affected, and the shock was shocked, and they quickly fell to the ground.

The Imperial Cooperative Army in front saw that many people were killed by the devil behind him, and many people showed a hint of joy on their faces, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, and followed the devil to lie on the ground and no longer rushed forward.

The captain of the Japanese squadron who supervised the battle behind him also looked incredulous, and then ordered very anxiously: "Baga, why are the Eighth Route Army still hidden in those two places." Quick, order our attacking troops to retreat immediately! The Eighth Route Army was condescending, and it was also equipped with heavy machine guns, and if it retreated late, the attacking troops would die on the battlefield! ”

The order of "woo woo ......" was given, and before it could be passed on, two screams that made the squadron leader instantly change color suddenly sounded.

"It's a mortar, everyone quickly hide and protect the squadron leader!" This time, before the squadron leader could speak, a small team leader next to him shouted loudly.

Then, the squadron leader was thrown to the ground by the guard next to him, and he fell and ate.

"Boom ......" two shells exploded, but not on their side.

As soon as the squadron leader had a happy smile on his face, ready to get up and command the troops to counterattack, a frightened cry reached his ears.

"Squadron leader, something happened, the artillery squad was shelled, suffered heavy losses, and is shifting positions!"

Before the words of "boom ......" were finished, two more explosions reached the ears of the squadron leader.

Despite the fact that the 3rd battalion of the Separate Regiment was armed with only two mortars, it was not a match for the Japanese in numbers.

However, because of the preemptive strike, and the Japanese artillery wanted to lock the position of the third battalion artillery platoon for a counterattack, it would take at least half a minute, which was enough for the independent regiment to fire ten shells.

So many shells gathered around the artillery squad and exploded, and a dozen gunners would be blown to minced meat even if they were hit with iron.

So, as soon as the first two shells exploded in the artillery position, the artillery squad leader gave the order to move immediately.

The Japanese reacted quickly, but they were a bunch of recruits after all.

In the face of the corpse that was directly blown into minced meat in front of them, many people turned pale, and the action of disassembling the mortar must have been affected, and there was even a situation where the mortar could not be disassembled for a long time because of nervousness.

The Eighth Route Army, which operated two mortars, didn't care about this, and two shells in one round, as if they didn't want money, desperately smashed into the Japanese artillery position.

In the end, only eight people ran out of the artillery squad, and as for the mortars, only one was rescued.

The artillery squad leader had a gloomy face, and he couldn't wait to rush directly to the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army and chop them into pulp with a command knife.

Because, along the way, he was too aggrieved.

On the march, not even a shadow of the enemy was seen, and not a single shell was fired, and dozens of gunners under his command were almost lost.

Now I finally have a chance to take revenge, but just a few rounds of shells, even the old nest artillery position was given a pot by the enemy. As a squad leader, it is absolutely impossible to say that you are not aggrieved.

Despite the fact that there was only one mortar in his hand at this time, the team leader with a desire for revenge decided to fight back.

Personally assemble and manipulate the mortar, aiming at the artillery positions that the Eighth Route Army had just exposed.