"Yo Xi, you are the most heroic samurai of the Imperial Army of Japan!" The performance of his subordinates made the captain very satisfied.

Then he continued: "However, today there is the Eighth Route Army for us to kill, so everyone has a combat mission, and there is no need to quarrel over this attack." I order: the 1st Squadron attack, break through the defense line of the Eighth Route Army in five minutes, and reinforce the infantry! ”

"Hey!" The squadron leader of the 1st squadron replied with great pleasure.

It only took two minutes for more than 110 cavalry to complete the assembly, and the squadron leader with a fanatical face did not have any worries, drew his command knife, and waved it towards the defense line of the Eighth Route Army three or four hundred meters away, and more than 100 cavalry rushed in the direction pointed by the blade.

The distance of four hundred meters is just over a minute for a cavalry.

After accelerating in nearly half a minute, more than 100 cavalry directly killed more than 200 meters in front of the formation. At this time, the speed of the cavalry also increased to the extreme. It was like a sharp arrow that quickly plunged into the defense line of the Eighth Route Army.

At this time, the deafening sound of horses' hooves reached the ears of every Eighth Route Army behind the bunker like thunder.

As the devils got closer and closer, they could even feel the ground trembling slightly under their feet.

In this case, it was basically the first time to face so many cavalry charging independent regiment soldiers, and their faces instantly turned pale, and even the hands of many people holding rifles couldn't help but start to tremble.

"Don't be nervous, the cavalry also carries a head on both shoulders, a bullet can still kill them in the past, and they are ready for battle immediately!"

The cadres and veterans scattered among the recruits and prisoners were also very nervous, and many of them focused on the heavy machine guns that were not erected around them, hoping that the heavy machine guns would really block the cavalry attack and deal a devastating blow to the cavalry, as the regiment commander said.

Surprisingly, Wang Ping didn't plan to use these killer tools at the beginning.

As soon as the cavalry came into range of the crooked handle, he ordered: "All light machine guns, shoot at once!" ”

"The riflemen also shoot, and if they can kill one devil, they will kill one. Remember that I told you in advance how to deal with cavalry, the shooting target of the war horse is large, and the person shoots the horse first! Shoot now! Shoot! ”

"Da Da Da ......" has a total of two crooked handles, two Czech-made, and shoots instantly.

Four hot tongues of fire appeared in front of the devil at once.

Seven or eight horsemen were caught off guard and fell on the charge with men and horses. Then, before they could react, the follow-up cavalry rushed over and trampled them into a pulp, so that they could not die again.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army has a machine gun, concealment, counterattack!" The leader of the Japanese squadron who led the team shouted loudly, and then lay on the horse's back, trying his best to block the bullets fired at him with his body.

However, after the order was given, there were still cavalry around who kept falling to the ground.

After receiving Wang Ping's order to shoot the horses first, although everyone was very distressed about these war horses, they still shot at them mercilessly.

Therefore, the so-called concealment of the devil cavalry did not play a big role.

The horses they stepped on were shot and fell to the ground, and as soon as the horses fell to the ground, they were also thrown to the ground, and then trampled to death by the cavalry behind.

The huge casualties were heartbroken for the squadron leader, but the squadron leader was still confident in the attack.

Because the cavalry's charging speed was too fast, although he had lost nearly one infantry squad, the entire cavalry squadron had already reached a position less than 100 meters away from the Eighth Route Army's defense line.

At this time, many cavalrymen lying on horseback had already raised their horse rifles with one hand to return fire.

Although the squadron leader did not see it very clearly, he believed in the combat effectiveness of the cavalry under his command.

In the not too dense counterattack gunfire, many Eighth Route Army soldiers must have been killed.

In this case, according to his previous practice of fighting with the squadron, as long as he rushed forward forty or fifty meters, the Eighth Route Army behind the bunker would be frightened and collapsed without a fight.

At that time, even if he loses dozens of elite cavalry, the remaining fifty or sixty cavalry will still be able to successfully kill the position of the Eighth Route Army, and then chase the Eighth Route Army to defeat them, destroy them, and avenge the warriors who died in battle!

Behind the bunker where sandbags were piled up, there were indeed Eighth Route Army soldiers who were constantly killed by bullets fired by devils.

And as the cavalry rushed tighter and tighter, the powerful shock and impact brought by the cavalry charge also made everyone more nervous.

If it weren't for Wang Ping staying by their side, constantly encouraging them, and advancing and retreating with them, someone would definitely drop their weapons and flee for their lives.

At this time, Wang Ping spoke again, shouting with his loudest voice: "Comrades, hold on, we have killed dozens of devil cavalry, and if we hold on, the devils will be defeated by us!" Riflemen, shoot them all, shoot at the Japanese horses! ”

As he spoke, Wang Ping had already picked up a soldier's rifle, and after the very skillful bullet was loaded, he pulled the trigger after aiming slightly.

Wang Ping's personal participation in the battle was like a tranquilizer for the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, which quickly stabilized everyone's turbulent military morale.

As the head of the regiment, Wang Ping is not afraid of death, fighting with everyone, advancing and retreating together, what else do others have to say.

Bai Laitiao 38 big cover fired together, coupled with the uninterrupted fire of the four machine guns, the Japanese casualties immediately increased greatly.

In addition, the closer they were to the position of the Eighth Route Army, the higher the shooting accuracy of the Eighth Route Army.

From the time the riflemen fired their shots, the Japanese had to pay twice as many casualties for every step forward.

When they finally rushed to forty or fifty meters in front of the formation, there were only more than thirty of the sixty or seventy cavalry left.

"Warriors, keep rushing forward, the Eighth Route Army will collapse, and if we continue to rush, we will win!" The squadron leader was very sad about the casualties of the troops, but in the face of the position of the Eighth Route Army that was close at hand, he was unwilling to be defeated. So, the squadron leader was directly ruthless, raised his command knife high, put on a posture of rushing and slashing, and then continued to rush forward with the remnants.

"Kill, give!" More than 30 devils were also like crazy, pulling out their sabers and rushing forward with a roar, not taking the Eighth Route Army in their eyes at all.

"The machine gunner continues to shoot, and the others prepare grenades!" Wang Ping still did not intend to use the heavy machine gun hidden behind the bunker, and while pulling out a grenade, he ordered loudly.

Until he could clearly see the hideous smile on the devil's face, Wang Ping directly pulled the fire, and then threw the grenade out with all his might.

"Comrades, throw grenades, throw as many as you want!"

The expected collapse without a fight did not appear, and the leader of the devil squadron was shocked, and dozens of black grenades smashed directly at them.

"Baga, it's a grenade, everyone quickly hide, use the grenade to counterattack, and blow up the Eighth Route Army!" The frightened squadron leader shouted.

It's only now that I've reacted, and it's obviously too late.

"Boom ......Boom" Before the dozens of devil cavalry touched the grenade hanging from their waists, the explosion sounded in their ears!