"Yaga, what about the dirt eight roads? Where did the dirt hachi run we pursued? The smoke cleared, and the devil who was lying on the ground quickly got up. Seeing the empty street in front of him, he was shocked and shouted.

"The stronghold, they must have been hiding in the stronghold!" A devil soldier Cao pointed to the strongholds and turrets blocking the street a hundred meters away, and reminded loudly.

The leader of the devil squad immediately made a decision, squatted on the ground, and commanded the knife to slash forward and ordered: "Continue the attack and take the stronghold!" ”

"Da Da Da!" Suddenly, a burst of gunfire rang out from the stronghold's turret.

Three tongues of fire appeared in the gun tower firing holes, and the dense bullets flew into the street as if they were raining.

Before the Japanese puppet army that rushed to the front could react, more than a dozen people were shot and fell to the ground.

"There are machine guns in the turret, and if we attack by force, we will suffer too many casualties, so we must use heavy machine guns and mortars to suppress the fire." The squad leader, who was lying on the ground again, reacted immediately.

It didn't take long for three heavy machine guns and three mortars to be carried.

"Machine gun fire, artillery fire, kill the Eighth Route Army in the stronghold!" The squadron leader, who had arrived temporarily, took over the command, drew his command knife and gave the order to attack.

As a squadron leader, he knew the situation on the entire battlefield.

Now, in addition to himself, there is also a squadron that has also rushed into Shimiao Town, and is now also attacking the stronghold.

If nothing else, the headquarters of the new regiment and the commander of the new regiment that made the brigade commander worried were in front of him. Whoever can take the stronghold first may capture the commander of the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army alive, take the greatest credit for the siege of the new regiment, and will also be favored by the brigade commander.

It was for this reason that the squadron leader decided to go into battle himself.

Not only did he bring all the heavy machine guns and mortars that the captain had strengthened for him, but he also brought another infantry squad in his hand to prepare an attack to enter the stronghold, take down the new regimental headquarters, and capture Wang Ping alive.

"Dada...... Boom...... "Soon, the small stronghold was enveloped in the sound of gunfire and artillery.

The devils from the other direction were not far behind, desperately firing bullets and shells at the strongholds in their own offensive direction.

After fighting for five minutes, the stronghold was completely enveloped in thick gunsmoke, and the devils attacked.

The puppet army, which has always been used as cannon fodder, was not valued by the devil squadron leader this time.

Capture the stronghold, take the headquarters of the new regiment, capture or kill the commander of the new regiment, and the battle exploits of the puppet army cannot be taken away.

And after such a fierce artillery attack, the leader of the devil squadron was confident that there was not much left of the Eighth Route Army in the stronghold.

As long as you attack by yourself, you will definitely be able to easily take the entire stronghold.

"Captain, it seems that the Eighth Route Army in the stronghold is dead!" Seeing that the attacking troops had barely met resistance and entered the stronghold, the adjutant next to the squadron leader could hardly believe his eyes and asked in a daze.

The whole offense went so smoothly, a little more than expected.

They had all fought against the Eighth Route Army before, and the courage of the Eighth Route Army on the battlefield was admired even though they were all deeply influenced by the spirit of bushido.

If this situation was placed in the past, if the imperial army wanted to take the stronghold held by the Eighth Route Army, even if it had an absolute firepower advantage, it would have to go through a hard battle to take it.

The squadron leader was also taken aback by the attack that went too well, but he quickly recovered from the shock.

"It doesn't matter if they're running away or they're dead, let's take the stronghold first. The stronghold is the commanding heights of the entire Shimiao Town, and if we take the turret, our machine gun fire will cover the entire Shimiao Town, no matter where Tubalu is hidden, it will not be able to escape our condescending firepower! ”

"Also, heavy machine guns, mortars, follow up immediately!"

"After the infantry occupies the turret, immediately put heavy machine guns and mortars on the roof of the turret, and condescendingly provide fire support to other attacking troops!"

Since it was possible that he would not be able to take the new regimental headquarters, the squadron leader retreated to the second best thing and bagged other combat exploits as much as possible.

"Kill, give!" Two devil troops, one east and one west, rushed to the bottom of the turret at the same time by an astonishing coincidence.

The devils of both squadrons wanted to be the first to storm the turret and occupy the commanding heights of the turret.

As a result, dozens of devils poured in from the small turret.

There were also heavy machine guns, mortars, which were constantly sent to the roof of the turret.

As for the rest of the devils, they went crazy in the inn to search for the possible surviving Eighth Route Army.

For them, it is good to fail to take the new regimental headquarters of the Eighth Route Army and kill a few Eighth Route Army, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is better than nothing.

"Regiment commander, all the devils are close to the stronghold, there are two hundred people smaller, and there are many heavy machine guns and mortar troops!" On a roof more than 50 meters away from the stronghold, Tang Guangxin lay on it, holding a telescope, observing the situation of the stronghold while reporting the situation to Wang Ping in the courtyard.

"Little devil, this is treating the stronghold as our new regimental headquarters, and everyone wants to kill me Wang Ping in the stronghold!" Wang Ping sneered.

Until this time, Xiong Changhe still didn't understand what medicine was sold in Wang Ping's gourd.

Only Tang Guangxin, who had been arranging the turret with Wang Ping for nearly half an hour, knew. Seeing that the devils had almost all gone in, the casualties of the other two platoons were getting bigger and bigger, and the defense line was a little precarious.

Staring at Wang Ping's eyes, he asked, "Commander, it's almost okay!" ”

"Detonate!" Wang Ping ordered decisively.

"What a detonation!" Hearing the inexplicable conversation between Wang Ping and Xiong Changhe, Xiong Changhe couldn't help but ask.

As soon as the words of "Boom ......" were finished, a series of explosions that shook the earth and mountains reached Xiong Changhe's ears.

Because he was too close to the stronghold, Xiong Changhe even had a strong tinnitus, and the ground under his feet began to tremble.

"It's a stronghold, and the stronghold has exploded!" Xiong Changhe reacted suddenly.

Looking at the stronghold that was already in flames dozens of meters away, the expression that was still puzzled just now disappeared all at once, replaced by shock and heartfelt surprise.

Yes, it was a surprise, he didn't expect that the gift that Wang Ping prepared for the devil in the stronghold would be so big.

A fiery explosion directly killed nearly two hundred devils.

At this time, he wanted to chase Wang Ping and ask him how he did it.

However, Wang Ping did not give him this opportunity.

"What are you doing in a daze, there are nearly two companies of puppet troops outside the stronghold, they are all stupid, rush up, and capture them."

"The puppet army is our best recruit Laiyuan, two companies of puppet army, can bring us at least one company of recruits, and they are also trained recruits!"

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