"The devil is prepared!" Xiao Yunshan was shocked and shouted.

But soon he reacted: "No, they are not equipped with machine guns, just artillery with self-defense rifles!" ”

Then he ordered: "Machine gun cover, riflemen rushed up and greeted them with grenades." Time is limited, and the devil artillery squadron must be killed immediately! ”

Wang Ping, who hurried over, glanced at Xiao Yunshan appreciatively, and then didn't say a word.

Whether it is Xiong Changhe or Xiao Yunshan, the performance of the two of them is more and more satisfactory to him.

After a few battles, the two of them no longer had the panic and helplessness at the beginning when facing the devil, but were at ease. At least in the face of the squadron and squad-sized Japanese puppet army, the two of them can already be on their own.

Dozens of fighters under his command were seen methodically launching an attack on the Japanese artillery squadron. Wang Ping directly withdrew his gaze and began to scan the entire battlefield, looking for potential threats that might threaten the security of the new regiment.

"Regiment Commander, the devil reinforcements are here!" Suddenly, Tang Guangxin's nervous and anxious voice sounded behind him.

Looking back, on the road a few hundred meters away, the Japanese army, the puppet army, was in chaos. Amid the shouts and curses of the devil officers, although they were very tired, they still rushed here with mechanical steps.

"The devil is going to let the puppet army block bullets for them and reinforce their artillery squadron and heavy machine gun squadron!" Wang Ping sneered and made a judgment.

Tang Guangxin frowned and reminded: "Regiment leader, do you want me to bring someone up for a while." The little devils are all tired soldiers, and their attack power is definitely not strong. The direct class should be able to do it in five minutes! ”

"It can be done, but five minutes later, the direct class was also beaten to no one!" Wang Ping replied angrily.

"Although the devils are tired soldiers, the guns in their hands are not vegetarian, dozens of rifles and a few machine guns are staring at you, even if you are all iron-beaten bodies, they will be beaten into a sieve, not to mention that you are all flesh and blood!"

"Then what to do, they will rush over in a few minutes, should we retreat now!" Whether he could fight or not, Tang Guangxin had no choice at once, stared at Wang Ping, and asked helplessly.

At this time, the terrain where he was hiding just now attracted Wang Ping's attention.

From the bushes where you are hiding to the road, although it is only a small gentle slope. But looking around, it turned out to be the only high ground within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, even though this high ground was only a dozen meters above sea level.

Seeing the heavy machine guns and bullets scattered all over the highway by devils, Wang Ping's mind turned, and a very bold idea immediately came to him.

"Tang Guangxin, take your direct squad, carry three heavy machine guns and enough bullets, and let me occupy the high ground where we were hiding just now. As long as the devils rush to a distance of two hundred meters from here, I will shoot them with a heavy machine gun and stop them! ”

"There are so many heavy machine guns and bullets, you can't take them away anyway, so you don't have to use them in vain."

Although it is not clear what Wang Ping's purpose was in doing this? However, he could still imagine the power of three heavy machine guns firing together on the road.

Wherever the machine gun bullets went, whether it was a devil or a puppet army on the road, all the corpses would be killed all over the field, and there was nowhere to hide.

There was no nonsense, pointing to the three heavy machine guns in front of him, he beckoned to his subordinates not far away: "What are you still doing in a daze, immediately carry the three heavy machine guns to the bushes where we were hiding just now, aim at the devil reinforcements, and prepare for battle!" ”

After Tang Guangxin left, Wang Ping thought about the bold idea that had just popped up in his mind again.

After making sure that there was no problem, he looked directly at the second company that was fighting.

Nine light machine guns shoot together, which is equivalent to a light machine gun suppressing a devil and a rifleman.

The devil, who was killed several riflemen in an instant, immediately turned into a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding behind cover and not showing his head.

At this time, the rifle of the second company was manual, with a rifle in one hand and a grenade in the other, and quickly rushed towards the devil artillery squadron along the overgrown bushes next to the road.

"The Eighth Route Army rushed over, shoot, shoot immediately!" The artillery squadron leader shouted.

Several riflemen were forced to pop their heads out from behind cover, wanting to shoot.

However, before the guns could go off, the bullets fluttering around them had already burst their heads.

The tragic picture directly made the remaining gunners of the devil feel frightened, and their backs were cold, as if death had pulled themselves on their backs and pulled them to hell, both fearful and afraid. No matter how the squadron leader scolds, he doesn't dare to show his head.

At this moment, a dozen grenades emitting white smoke fell from the sky and smashed towards them.

"Grenade...... Take cover...... Boom, boom......, boom, "More than a dozen devils held their heads one after another, and when they fell to the ground, the grenade exploded.

As more and more grenades smashed into the devils, some exploded after landing, and some exploded in the air, Xiao Yunshan was the first to jump up from the ground and kill the devil artillery squadron!

"Comrades, kill me! Storm the devil artillery squadron and take them out! ”

The more than 20 devils with self-defense rifles, who were dead and wounded, and the remaining five or six people, in the face of the Eighth Route Army that rushed over like a god, collapsed directly.

Some people will say that the devils are all trained in the spirit of bushido, and they would rather die than retreat on the battlefield.

But those were all front-line infantry, and the artillery did not have such courage.

Basically, the artillery is composed of intellectuals, and they have only learned artillery after simple recruit training, and they have never been on the battlefield and killed people face-to-face like infantry. Whether it is combat effectiveness or courage, it is far inferior to artillery.

What's more, they are all intellectuals and are not so easily brainwashed by the so-called bushido spirit.

In their eyes, what is dedicated to the emperor, what is for the emperor, that is all bullshit, and only living by oneself is the right way.

So, in the face of imminent death, their first thought is to run for their lives and get out of here.

After the collapse of the artillery equipped with self-defense rifles in the front, the remaining dozens of people in the artillery squadron reacted like a chain reaction, regardless of the officer's command, desperately retreating in the direction away from the new regiment.

What's more, they directly removed the mortar parts and shells on the back of mules and horses, and fled for their lives on mules and horses.

"Machine gun fire, don't save me bullets, kill them!" Xiao Yunshan's escape from the battlefield surprised Xiao Yunshan, and he almost didn't believe his eyes.

But he quickly reacted and shouted at the heavy, not letting them go at all because they were afraid.

Although they have not been on the front-line battlefield, they have killed the Eighth Route Army face to face. However, the cannons in their hands have killed people.

Xiao Yunshan can be sure that at least half of the comrades-in-arms who died on the battlefield died under the shelling of these people.

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