"The Zhouzhuang garrison is on the hands of the Eighth Route Army!" The subordinate hurriedly replied.

"The Eighth Route Army, which has been active in the surrounding towns, is hidden in Tianjia Village, and they also have an identity, Tianjia Village Maintenance Society Escort Team, ostensibly doing things for the imperial army, but in fact they are the biggest enemy of the imperial army, they are too cunning and have deceived all of us!"

"This morning, they set up a plan to let the Zhouzhuang garrison lead the team to Tianjia Village, and then suddenly launched an attack."

"The garrison and a platoon of the Imperial Alliance Army have all been wiped out!"

"Now there is only one platoon of imperial troops left in the Zhouzhuang stronghold to hold on, and it will definitely not last long if it is attacked by a company of the Eighth Route Army!"

Kawabe Shaozo was stunned for half a minute before he reacted.

This fact was too unexpected for him, the Eighth Route Army, which he was looking forward to day and night, was hiding under his nose, and he often dealt with him with the identity of the maintenance association.

Shame, for Kawabe Shaosa, this is definitely a great shame.

If the matter spreads, not only will it be reprimanded by its superiors, but it will even become the laughing stock of his colleagues.

Kawabe's face turned red all of a sudden, like an angry lion, and he scolded loudly.

"Eight Geya Road, these dirt eight roads are too cunning, I want to kill them with my own hands and take revenge!"

"Sir, do you want to send troops to reinforce the Zhouzhuang stronghold immediately!" The subordinate asked in a low voice.

"Can the defenders hold on?" Kawabe Shaozo asked rhetorically with a frown.

"Hey!" The subordinate thought for a moment and affirmed.

"The caller is the platoon commander of the second platoon of the garrison of the Imperial Army, I know him, he is a timid Zhina person, and he will never dare to tell lies to the Imperial Army!"

"He reported that there were still more than 30 puppet troops left in the stronghold, but the garrison left a heavy machine gun, a light machine gun, and an ammunition depot with a machine gun, plus the Eighth Route Army has not yet started the offensive, it should be able to hold out for an hour!"

The affirmation of his subordinates made Kawabe Shaozo quickly strengthen his determination to go to Zhouzhuang to eliminate these Eighth Route Army.

With a frown, he analyzed: "The Eighth Route Army completely annihilated our garrison team in Tianjia Village, and must have obtained a lot of weapons and ammunition. In addition to mortars, we do not have any advantage in terms of equipment! ”

"Order, mobile squad, second squad, mortar squad, heavy machine gun and a machine gun group, assemble immediately, follow me to reinforce the Zhouzhuang stronghold!"

"Dada...... "When he arrived at ......the stronghold two or three kilometers away, Nakasa Kawabe, who was led by his parents, could already clearly hear the sound of gunfire and grenade explosions coming from the direction of Zhouzhuang.

"The stronghold is still in our hands, speed up and reinforce Zhouzhuang!" Kawabe Shaosa's eyes flashed and he ordered.

The closer you get to the stronghold, the clearer the gunfire becomes.

However, Kawabe Shaosa didn't be happy for too long and frowned and shouted.

"It's not good, the gunfire in the direction of the stronghold is getting weaker and weaker, it must be that the defenders can't hold on anymore, speed up!"

Soon, the stronghold turret came into Kawabe's field of vision, and a heavy machine gun fired bullets intermittently at the turret firing hole.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped, and then I saw the Eighth Route Army lying outside the stronghold, rushing into the stronghold like a wolf.

Kawabe Shaozo shouted: "It's not good, we are still one step late, and the stronghold was taken by the Eighth Route Army." ”

"What then? Sir! The adjutant next to him asked anxiously.

"Keep killing, surround them in strongholds, and destroy them!" The casualties of the offensive attack were definitely greater than the frontal raid, but in order to eliminate these Eighth Route Army, Kawabe Shaozo still gritted his teeth and ordered.

"The mobile unit is divided into two, the left and right detour outflanks the stronghold, and the others kill them head-on, trap them in the stronghold first, and then attack!"

As soon as Kawabe Shaosa gave the order, he saw the turret that had entered the stronghold rush out, and in teams of two, he dragged all the wounded and corpses outside into the stronghold, and collected all the weapons and ammunition. The gun tower shooting hole, which was still without any movement just now, also stretched out a few barrels of black holes that were constantly shaking at this time.

"The Eighth Route Army has discovered us, speed up, we can't give them too much time to prepare!" Kawabe Shaosa ordered with a calm face.

......The machine gun in the turret suddenly opened fire, and the imperial troops in the front rushed to the front, falling down and losing movement.

"Stop, the artillery fires, and after two minutes, light and heavy machine guns take cover, and the attack begins!" Kawabe Shaosa stopped his subordinates who wanted to continue to send their lives, and then ordered.

There were not many Eighth Route Army in the stronghold, and there were less than thirty people in the full battle, all of whom were hiding in the turret.

No matter how many mortar shells the devils fire, as long as they can't blow up the turret, they are safe.

However, the Eighth Route Army, which was less than thirty, was armed with a full four heavy machine guns and six light machine guns, and the muzzles of the black holes were all facing the outside through the shooting holes.

Seeing more than a dozen devils forcing a platoon of puppet soldiers from bayonets, under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, slowly touching the stronghold, the invalids who were personally guarding the stronghold immediately ordered.

"All the heavy machine guns don't move, and the light machine guns only move three, first hit the devils and then the puppet army, and repel them."

The battle began very abruptly and ended very abruptly.

The three machine guns suddenly opened fire, and the bullets that flew out of the shooting holes took the lives of more than a dozen Japanese puppet soldiers in just a few seconds.

Because it was a tentative attack, the remaining Japanese puppet army did not insist and quickly retreated.

Then there were shells that didn't want money and smashed into the turret.

But only five minutes later, a new round of attacks by the devils began.

Kawabe Shaosa, who thought he knew the firepower of the defenders, used almost all of his main forces this time, a total of more than 80 devils and four platoons of puppet troops.

More than two dozen devils and a platoon of puppet soldiers in each direction rushed towards the turret with a roar.

In the stronghold, looking at the Japanese puppet army rushing over, the invalids not only did not have nervousness, but showed a very happy smile.

set up such a big game for the devils in Fengyun Town, and he was calling for help and acting and fighting, waiting for this opportunity in front of him.

Staring at the Japanese puppet army that was getting closer and closer outside, he ordered decisively.

"All ready for battle, the three light machine guns that were fired just now are the first to fire!"

"When they rushed twenty meters outside the turret, all the other light and heavy machine guns opened fire. The old rule is to fight the devil first and then the puppet army, and strive to kill the devil on the battlefield in a war. ”

"Guard, you go to the top of the turret, as soon as the heavy machine gun fires, it will send a signal, let the ambush soldiers hiding around attack, and surround the Japanese puppet army outside!"

Kawabe Shaozo is very easy now, so many imperial troops and puppet troops attack a company of the Eighth Route Army, in his opinion, it is impossible not to win.

And as long as they completely annihilate these Eighth Route Army, Kawabe Shaozo is sure that even if this bit of combat merit is not enough for them to raise their ranks one more level, they can also transfer themselves from the garrison to the main force!

Just as Kawabe Shaosa was dreaming, a gunshot rang out in the turret.

Then a pair of eyes looked at the battlefield, staring closely at the turret more than two hundred meters away.

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