The captain of the Japanese army is called Ichiro Sanben, a veteran who has fought several battles with the Eighth Route Army.

As soon as the first battalion retreated, he found out, and then shouted with a feverish face.

"Eight Grid Yalu, the warriors of the Eighth Route Army are not, if they can't win, they want to escape, so they order the troops to attack the Eighth Route Army with all their strength and stick to them!"

"Send a signal to the second squadron, speed up the detour, and never let the Eighth Route Army escape from under our noses again!"

More than 50 Japanese troops were mixed in the middle of more than 100 Imperial Allied troops, and they were not ordered to rush towards the position of the first battalion. The three heavy machine guns never stopped from the beginning, and the dense bullets that flew close to the edge of the trench flew backwards, so that the first battalion did not even have a chance to return the bullet.

Mortar shells in groups of three also continued to explode on the positions as if they did not need money, taking the lives of one soldier after another.

Zhang Qing's brows furrowed, and he ordered helplessly: "The devil commander is very powerful, as soon as we move, he knows that we are going to retreat." Order: The firepower company immediately launched a counterattack, and first repelled the attack of the Japanese puppet army before retreating! ”

"Aim at the devil artillery position, fire the cannon immediately, and kill them!" The platoon leader of the artillery platoon of the fire company shouted.

"Boom, boom!"

Soon, three shells smashed into the Japanese artillery position and exploded, and seven or eight devil artillery pieces were blown up on the spot, and one mortar was drowned in the artillery fire.

"Continue to fire artillery and cover the infantry to repel the devil's attack!" The first shot hit, and the gun platoon leader's eyes quickly shot out two fine rays of light at the same time, and continued to command.

The platoon commander of the heavy machine gun platoon next to him also ordered in a timely manner: "Shoot them all, suppress the heavy machine guns of the Japanese puppet army first, and support the infantry!" ”

Both sides had three heavy machine guns, but because the devil machine gunners were more sophisticated, the heavy machine gun platoon of the first battalion was obviously much weaker during the firing process, and the machine gunners were constantly reloaded and replaced with new machine gunners.

But no matter what, the heavy machine gun platoon still used human lives to attract the heavy machine gun fire of the devils.

"Counterattack, immediately counterattack, and repel the attack of the Japanese puppet army!" The two company commanders immediately seized the opportunity and ordered.

A total of eight crooked handles, six grenadiers fired first, and the dense firepower caught the Japanese puppet army by surprise at once.

The riflemen also seized the opportunity and fired a volley of guns at the devil attacking troops.

The Japanese puppet army, which was still indomitable just now, finally stopped, and lost thirty or forty people.

"Heavy there's a devil grenadier there, shoot it out now!" A platoon commander shouted as he pointed to the devil who was setting up a grenadier not far away.

"Da ......" The two crooked handles swept over at the same time, and the two half-squatting devil grenadiers on the ground were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest, and the grenadiers that had just been erected also fell to the ground.

"There's a devil machine gun position there, quickly counterattack and suppress the devil machine gunner!" Another platoon commander commanded the machine gunner beside him.

"Hygienist, I have someone here who has been shot, carry it down!"

"Two people will come to fill the gap in the back, and we must defeat the Japanese puppet army!" As soon as the two soldiers around him were swept to the ground by the devil's machine gun, the platoon commander shouted loudly, and then raised his pistol to kill the two Imperial Allied soldiers who were about to rush up.

Bullets fluttered back and forth, and white smoke grenades kept flying in and out of everyone's heads.

Amid the dense gunfire and violent explosions, people on both sides continued to fall to the ground.

It took five minutes for the puppet army to retreat for more than 100 days, leaving ten corpses on the small battlefield.

The positions held by the first battalion were also littered with corpses, and many of the wounded who made a burst of screams were constantly being carried behind by the soldiers of the baggage platoon.

"The guard platoon stays behind the hall, and the others retreat, all hurry up and retreat, the devils will definitely continue to attack!" Battalion Commander Zhang Qingchang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered.

Sanbenichiro Shaozo did not expect that such a fierce attack would be repelled by the Eighth Route Army.

He didn't expect that the equipment of the Eighth Route Army in front of him would be so good, comparable to a reinforced infantry squadron in the empire.

Although he received a notification from the headquarters before leaving the city, he was still frightened when he actually saw it.

Facing the embarrassed subordinates who retreated in front of him, Sanben wanted to scold them for being cowards. But as soon as the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back.

The attacking troops had done their best, and the attacking troops of an infantry squad were mixed, and although many of them were wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Army, Sanben was still certain that there were less than ten Imperial warriors who returned alive.

With this little force, even if you don't retreat and continue to rush forward, it will be in vain.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army has begun to retreat!" The squadron leader next to him immediately reminded.

"Killing so many of our warriors must not let them retreat with their whole body. The third squad, the third company of the Imperial Allied Army, continued to attack, and must stick to the Eighth Route Army on the position. As long as the second squadron blocks their back road, they are finished, attack immediately! Sanben quickly regained his serious expression, and then ordered with a calm face.

In the position of the first battalion, one company of troops had already withdrawn from the position with the wounded, and the remaining company was hurrying to run to the rear.

The battalion commander Zhang Qing and the company platoon commander below all had anxious expressions, constantly urging their subordinates to hurry up.

At this moment, the attack of the devils began!

As soon as the Japanese puppet army rushed to two hundred meters, Zhang Qing ordered: "We must not let the Japanese puppet army get close to our position!" ”

"The artillery platoon will give me a stare at the rest of the mortar of the devils, try to kill them, and then hit them with heavy machine guns to cover the guard platoon!"

"Machine gun platoon, suppress the devil heavy machine gun first. Guard platoon, fight devils to attack the troops! Kill one if you can! ”

With a preemptive strike, in the artillery battle just now, the devil's three mortars were blown up to the point that only one remained.

In this attack, the devil's only mortar just fired three shells, and three shells with a screaming sound smashed at it, and then was blown away in the explosion along with the gunner next to it.

"Quick, adjust the muzzle, blow up the devil heavy machine gun, hurry up!" The platoon commander of the artillery platoon ordered with an excited face.

In less than half a minute, the first round of shells was fired from three guns.

A heavy machine gun, which was screaming loudly, was directly muted, and then covered by the thick smoke of gunpowder that exploded around it.

"That's right, just fight like this, blow up their heavy machine guns, and keep firing!" The platoon commander of the artillery platoon, who hit the first shot, continued to order.

The Japanese heavy machine gun squad, which had the advantage just now, panicked, and regardless of the bullets flying around them, they worked in groups of three and carried the crane guns to prepare for transfer.

The position of the first battalion of the independent regiment, whether it was the heavy machine gun platoon or the artillery platoon left behind the palace, did not miss this opportunity.

A total of three heavy machine guns, staring at the devils who stood up and prepared to transfer, they strafed.

The gunner next to the mortar was more direct, firing shells at the Japanese heavy machine gun position as fast as he could.