Fujino Shaozo finally made up his mind, frowned and ordered the adjutant: "Tian Yuanjun, you take two infantry squads, just withdraw to the two garrison squads in the stronghold during the day, and immediately reinforce the battlefield, the speed must be fast." If you attack for one second less, the Imperial Army may lose two fewer deaths! ”

The two captains of the garrison team also knew that the battle in front of them was related to the life and death of everyone here, and in the face of the order to send troops, they did not have any idea of resistance, and immediately rushed out of the room to gather troops.

"Captain, good news, the devil is out again!" As soon as more than 100 Japanese troops broke out of their strongholds, Wang Ping received the news.

Then his eyes lit up and he asked, "How many devils!" ”

"Two squads of more than a hundred people, also without heavy machine guns and mortars!" The rushing scout replied immediately.

"God help me, tell Xiong Changhe, get ready for battle, kill these devils, how to fight, he has the final say! There is also Xiao Yunshan, quickly end the battle, and then directly attack the stronghold, in case there are still devils rushing out! ”

Fujino Shaosa personally ran to the commanding heights of the stronghold, on the top of the turret, holding a telescope, staring at the battlefield not far away with the constant sound of gunfire.

The two squads personally commanded by the adjutant were also under his attention.

Seeing that the two squads were getting closer and closer to the battlefield, Fujino Shaosa also became more and more nervous.

"Shoot quickly, why don't you shoot yet, go directly around the back of the ambush unit of the Eighth Route Army and shoot!" Fujino Shaosa, who was holding the binoculars, shouted nervously, even more nervous than the adjutant who directly commanded the battle.

"Da ......" Finally, the long-lost gunfire reached Fujino Shaosa's ears.

However, Fujino Shaosa's tense face not only did not relax, but became more and more solemn, and his hands holding the telescope began to tremble unconsciously.

"How is it possible, how is it possible that the new regiment still has troops to ambush our reinforcements!"

More than 100 imperial troops were killed and wounded in just three seconds under the frantic fire of a total of 10 light and heavy machine guns.

Holding a binocular, Fujino witnessed the entire battle, watching his subordinates being slaughtered but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, a scene that made Fujino Shaoza even more desperate appeared.

The Eighth Route Army, hidden on both sides of the street, kept throwing grenades into the street, one after the other.

In the blink of an eye, the two sections of the street surrounded by the Eighth Route Army were enveloped in thick gunsmoke. Even though he held up his binoculars and stared condescendingly at the battlefield, he couldn't see the street situation under the smoke of gunpowder.

However, as a commander, he still has the ability to judge the battlefield at the very least.

His face turned pale all of a sudden, and then he cried out in despair: "It's over! The four squads are all finished, this is simply the ploy of the Eighth Route Army, luring us out of the stronghold and breaking through each one. Eight Grid Tooth Road, all of us have been deceived by the Eighth Route Army! ”

After scolding, Fujino Shaoza regained his composure.

The whole person was like an angry lion, staring at his subordinates and scolding: "What are you doing in a daze? Machine guns, mortars, immediately counterattack. We are condescending here, and we will definitely be able to hit the ambush troops of the Eighth Route Army. The artillerymen immediately open fire, shoot at the battlefield of the engagement, and kill them! ”

"The Eighth Route Army won't let us live, and I won't let them live!"

The devil's reaction speed was very fast, and all the light and heavy machine guns left in the stronghold were moved to the roof of the turret, and they condescendingly fired at the ambush battlefield.

As soon as the gunfire rang out, a group of three mortar shells fell from the sky and smashed down.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Seven or eight fighters were blown away in three violent explosions.

Regiment Leader Wang Ping's brows furrowed suddenly.

The new regiment is still counting on these veterans to spread out and continue to grow and develop, and now they are suffering casualties in a squad at once, and it is absolutely impossible to say that they are not heartbroken.

However, Wang Ping's reaction speed is also very fast.

"The artillery platoon immediately opened fire to counterattack, directly at the turret, I personally went over, and tried to have one or two shells directly hit the top of the turret, the devil's light and heavy machine guns seemed to be concentrated on the top of the turret, a slip of machine gun fire, and strive to end them in one pot!"

Before leaving, he didn't forget to add: "Tell Xiao Yunshan and Xiong Changhe, don't save ammunition for me, end the battle as soon as possible, and then surround the devil's stronghold and kill them with cold guns and cold guns." ”

"There aren't many of them left, even if we kill them one by one, we can kill them all before dawn!"

For Wang Ping, the launch distance of less than 500 meters is less than 500 meters, even if he can't hit the target 100 percent, there is still an 80 percent hit rate.

Therefore, Wang Ping did not rush to open fire, and went into battle in person, aiming with one mortar and one mortar.

It wasn't until the devil fired five or six rounds of shells that Wang Ping decisively ordered.

"Each cannon fired five rapid shots, and when the shot was finished, the position was shifted and the artillery was fired immediately."

A total of fifteen shells smashed into the stronghold in just half a minute, and Fujino Shaosa did not expect that the new regiment would even be equipped with mortars, and as soon as it came up, three mortars were fired together.

When he heard the screaming of the cannonball, his face changed, and when he subconsciously ordered his subordinates to hide, a cannonball happened to hit the roof of the turret and exploded.

He was covered by guards and, although he was dizzy from the shock wave of the shells, was not injured.

But the dozen or so machine gunners who were firing around seven or eight light and heavy machine guns on the roof of the turret were not so lucky.

The shells exploded, and at least half of the devils were killed and injured by surprise.

"Quickly protect the captain to the second floor of the turret, the enemy has mortars, it is safe there!" The squad leader, who was also alive, shouted.

Then he personally escorted Fujino Shaosa, who was still dazed, to drill into the turret.

As for the rest of the devils, because of the limited space, they could only wait for Fujino to enter the turret before they entered.

But the artillery platoon under Wang Ping's personal command did not intend to give them a chance to enter the turret.

The second round of three shells followed closely behind them, and this time another shell hit the shell, and the flying shell fragments brought a new round of damage to the remaining devils on the roof of the turret!

Fujino Shaosa, who was carried all the way to the second floor of the turret by his subordinates, finally reacted. Then he thought of the light and heavy machine guns that were still being bombed overhead, and shouted anxiously.

"Immediately remove the light and heavy machine guns, if you want to hold the stronghold, you must be inseparable from them, otherwise we will be finished!"

Several subordinates were full of gunsmoke, especially the team leader, who hesitated for a few seconds before answering hard.

"Captain, it's late, there have just been three shells on the roof of the turret, the machine gunners are either dead or wounded, and less than two percent of the people who have withdrawn into the turret have been removed, and only two light machine guns have been removed, and the heavy machine guns seem to have been blown up!"

"What about the artillery, let the mortar squad fight back immediately and kill the artillery of the Eighth Route Army!" Fujino Shaosa commanded with a gritted tooth expression.

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