"What about the regimental commander? I'm looking for the head of the regiment! Suddenly, a loud shout rang out outside the headquarters.

Then Wang Ping saw that the guards of political commissar Cheng Xiao were brought in.

"Report to the head of the regiment, the political commissar called me to report, the troops have begun to evacuate Laiyuan City, you can lead the team to retreat!"

"That's great news!" Wang Ping said very happily.

Then he ordered Zhang Qing: "Let the troops withdraw from their positions and start retreating!" The devils are retreating now, and we are retreating, and they certainly can't think of it. By the time they reacted, we had already retreated a long way away! ”

On the street stronghold, the devil who chased and killed Yan Song had left the stronghold for nearly ten kilometers.

It was so far away that even if Zeng Quan ordered the infantry artillery to fire a shot, the devils ten kilometers away would not be able to hear it.

"Since the devil has gone away, then don't hide it. Company Commander Zhou Zhengyang, you are the only main force company here, and it is up to you whether you can take the stronghold. Zeng Quan's eyes directly became hot, staring at Zhou Zhengyang and ordered.

"Please rest assured, Chief of Staff, that the offensive route was clear to us a few hours ago. The fighters had already touched a position of about 100 meters in front of the devil's formation, and the two infantry guns were also aimed at their machine-gun fire points. As soon as the offensive begins, these firing points will definitely be destroyed as soon as possible, and then the offensive line of the troops will be cleared! "Zhou Zhengyang was very happy and cautious when he had the opportunity to perform in front of the chief of staff, and immediately said his plan.

"Good!" Zeng Quan was very satisfied with this plan.

"The three companies of the recruit battalion will launch a feint attack from the other three directions at that time to attract devil troops and firepower. So, the devil you have to face is a small team. I'll give you ten minutes to kill the devil's stronghold! ”

More than 50 devils were seriously wounded, and all of them were lying in the two barracks of the stronghold to receive treatment, and from time to time there was a burst of screams, which was particularly penetrating.

In addition to these wounded soldiers who lost their combat effectiveness, there were less than 130 Japanese troops in the stronghold, not even a single infantry squadron.

However, they were very well armed, having not only two infantry guns, but also three heavy machine guns, six grenadiers, six crooked handles.

If the stronghold isn't very large, this firepower is enough to turn the stronghold into a fire hedgehog, destroying all enemies who want to get close to the stronghold.

But the problem is here, the stronghold on the street is too big, more than 100 people are divided into four directions of the stronghold, and only one devil can be assigned to every five or six meters apart.

As for the machine guns, there were a total of nine light and heavy machine guns, divided into four directions, which directly meant that no two machine guns were responsible for a line of defense with a frontal width of up to 100 meters.

It is precisely because the defensive forces are too small, and these devils are still very careless, that they think that there is no Eighth Route Army around the stronghold. Zhou Zhengyang, who took the lead, led the team until he was fifty meters away from the devil before he was discovered.

"Yaga, there's someone there, shoot quickly...... Bang Bang Bang! An exclamation was accompanied by several gunshots, once again breaking the silence of the battlefield.

There were more than 30 devils in front of Zhou Zhengyang, regardless of whether they found the enemy or not, and pulled the trigger on the pitch-black battlefield in front of them.

Although he was very annoyed that the troops exposed the target, Zhou Zhengyang was very rational from beginning to end.

"Don't hide it, fight back immediately, machine gunners, grenadiers, suppress the devils, and the others continue to rush forward!"

"Heavy shoots, there are devils there!" A platoon commander shouted as he pointed at the devil who had just fired a gun dozens of meters away.

"Dada...... Without saying a word, the machine gunner turned the muzzle of the gun slightly and fired a string of bullets, and then heard a faint scream.

So many Eighth Route Army troops suddenly appeared in front of the position, and all the Japanese troops in the stronghold were frightened, and they all shot outside the position with crooked handles, heavy machine guns, and grenadiers.

At this moment, two voices that made many devils feel desperate suddenly sounded on the battlefield.

"Woooooooooo......oo Boom ......"

The two light and heavy machine guns that were shouting just now were all silent.

The violent explosion not only blew the machine gun into scrap metal, but also affected several riflemen in the vicinity, and their flesh fell to the ground in a blur of flesh.

"Yaga, the enemy actually has infantry artillery. Quick, send troops to reinforce the eastern position, without machine gun support, they will definitely not be able to stop the enemy's attack! The frightened squadron leader shouted loudly, regardless of his identity or identity.

Zhou Zhengyang also saw the picture of the destruction of the devil's machine gun fire point.

With a fanatical face, he immediately seized the opportunity and ordered: "The devil's machine gun is gone, cover the fire, rush with me!" ”

The four machine gunners directly turned the crooked handles into burst fire, and slammed them at the devil's position.

The whiffling bullets knocked the devil out at once, and five or six were killed on the spot. The remaining devils who were still alive all shrank behind the bunker and did not dare to show their heads.

"Comrades, rush with me and kill into the devil's position!"

Zhou Zhengyang jumped up from the ground, rushed forward with a Mauser pistol.

The guard squad was afraid that Zhou Zhengyang would have an accident, so they followed closely.

Not to be outdone, the other three platoons rushed forward with rifles in hand.

"Prepare grenades!" Zhou Zhengyang, who was in the charge, shouted loudly.

The devil was also anxious, and shouted loudly: "Eight grid tooth road, the enemy has rushed up, prepare grenades, and fight bayonets with the enemy." ”

"Throw a grenade!" At the same time, the commander of the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese army issued this order at the same time. The only difference is that one is placed in Japanese and the other is in Chinese.

Then grenades and grenades were seen flying towards each other.

This time, Zhou Zhengyang's second company, without a doubt, took another big advantage.

With the superiority of troops, more than a hundred grenades and grenades were thrown at the devil at a time. In the violent explosion, the devil's position was directly shrouded in gunsmoke.

The devils threw out less than 20 grenades scattered and scattered, and the violent explosion blew up more than 20 Eighth Route Army.

Zhou Zhengyang was very heartbroken and shouted loudly: "Comrades, rush forward, kill all the devils, and take revenge!" ”

As a result, there were no surprises, more than a hundred grenades and grenades blew up less than twenty devils, and even if they were beaten with iron, they would be blown into minced meat. Therefore, Zhou Zhengyang easily entered the battlefield filled with the thick smell of blood and gunsmoke.

"The first platoon will attack to the north, the second platoon will attack to the south, and the others will follow me into the stronghold, attack to the west, and kill all the devil soldiers!" Zhou Zhengyang was not happy about this, and continued to order with a frown.

Hundreds of people flanked dozens of devils back and forth, and the results were self-evident.

In less than half an hour, the gunfire in the stronghold stopped.

However, the dozens of seriously wounded soldiers left by the Japanese army in the stronghold made Zhou Zhengyang very difficult.

"Company commander, do you want to give them away!" The platoon commander made a neck wiping gesture and suggested.

"No, they are all seriously wounded, there is no room to fight back, killing them is slaughter, so what is the difference between us and the devil!" Zhou Zhengyang shook his head and refused!

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