"No, I'm fooled again!" The squadron leader suddenly came to his senses.

Facing the deputy captain beside him, he asked: "How many casualties have the troops have now, and how far are we from the station!" ”

"Twenty-eight people were killed, 8 were seriously wounded, 19 were lightly wounded, and all the light and serious wounded were left on our way." The vice-captain quickly replied.

After looking at the lights of the station not far away, he continued to answer: "It should be eight hundred meters away from the station!" ”

"Not good, the lightly and seriously wounded we left behind are in danger!" The squadron leader exclaimed with a frown.

"Eight roads are too cunning, they want to provoke us and then continue to pursue them. As long as we chase them, they can slowly consume us through guerrilla warfare. When we don't have enough troops, we will eat us in one bite. ”

"Order the troops, change the rear team to the front team, retreat immediately, retreat to the station, withdraw directly, don't return the same way."

I have to admire the battlefield smell ability and judgment of the devil squadron leader.

However, it is only now that I have reacted, it must be too late.

As soon as the troops turned around and prepared to retreat, a row of the Eighth Route Army emerged from behind the bushes not far away.

Because of the cover of the night, the leader of the devil squadron didn't see it very clearly, and only saw the figures next to the figures, and there were a lot of troops.

The squadron leader directly shouted with a shocked expression: "Baga, there is indeed a trap of the Eight Paths here. Retreat, retreat now! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was the first to run in the direction of the station, protected by the guards.

As soon as the "da-da......" moved, the gunshots rang out behind him.

The dense gunfire made the squadron leader gasp.

After glancing behind him, his face suddenly turned pale.

Although the night blocked the figure of the Eighth Route Army, the flames sprayed from the muzzle of the machine gun were clearly exposed.

Nearly twenty light machine guns were held in the arms of the Eighth Route Army, and they were set on fire to the troops around them.

Dense bullets, raining down on their backs, airtight.

In the blink of an eye, the screams rang in my ears.

His proud subordinates had no room to fight back, and they were swept to the ground in pieces. The whole battlefield is like a slaughterhouse. However, this time it was the other way around, the Eighth Route Army was the butcher, and its own subordinates were the prey, which was very tragic.

"It's over!" The squadron leader looked desperate, and these two words suddenly popped into his head.

Before he could react, several bullets pierced the back of his heart.

The dozen or so guards gathered around him not only did not play a role in protecting him, but instead attracted more violent blows.

At least five machine guns were shooting at him, and a dozen of them, including him, were all on the way to retreat.

There are also devils who react quickly, knowing that it is impossible to survive the retreat, and then quickly fall to the ground, relying on the corpses around them to fight back.

Xiong Changhe kept staring at the battlefield, and the devil's every move did not escape his eyes.

"It's elite, and the reaction speed is fast. In the absence of a commander, not only did they not become a mess, but they were able to fight on their own, save their lives first and then counterattack! Although the devil who was still alive dozens of meters away was the opponent, Xiong Changhe still sighed.

After a long sigh, he replied helplessly: "The devil is too powerful." If you keep retreating, you will definitely be able to kill them. I didn't expect them to stop running away and stay and fight back. It seems that it is impossible to annihilate them all! ”

"A company commander, order the troops to retreat immediately, the main force of the devils has already been killed, and it will be worth the loss if they stick to it!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Boom, boom, boom, boom" As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar sound ......of mortar shelling came.

Xiong Changhe's face changed and he shouted: "Baga, it's an artillery bombardment, the devil's shelling, retreat and transfer quickly!" ”

When he was calculating the devils, the captain of the devils was also calculating him.

In order to eliminate the Eighth Route Army that attacked him, he was even willing to pay the price of casualties of a squadron of the attacking force.

Therefore, as soon as Xiong Changhe's ambush against the devil's attack force began, the devil captain issued an order that shocked all his subordinates.

"Concentrate all mortars and cover the battlefield of engagement outside our station!"

"But, sir, there are our own troops on the battlefield!" The mortar squadron leader confirmed with a look of disbelief.

"Carry out the order, I will kill everyone in the combat zone with shells!" The captain said with great certainty, and there was no discussion in the order.

"Hey!"

After the leader of the artillery squadron left, the captain explained: "Don't look at me with such an expression!" ”

"Can't you see the situation on the battlefield? The Eighth Route Army gathered nearly twenty machine guns to ambush one of our infantry squadrons, do you think our subordinates on the battlefield will survive? ”

Everyone didn't speak, and the captain was not so polite, and replied very directly: "I can't survive, even if I go to command, a squadron can't survive a few people." ”

"In that case, why can't they die more meaningfully!"

The captain didn't say the next words, and the people standing here were not stupid, and they must know what they meant by the words they didn't have an exit.

At this moment, the shelling began, and the captain immediately raised his binoculars.

In the fireballs that rose into the air, the captain clearly saw that the Eighth Route Army was constantly being blown up on the battlefield.

What's more, on the battlefield with constant artillery sounds, the Eighth Route Army has fallen into chaos.

This is the situation that the captain of the devil brigade wants to see the most, as a veteran, he knows very well that the more chaotic the battlefield, the better the effect of the shelling.

The subordinates who were still suspicious of the captain's orders just now all closed their mouths at this time, and showed shocked expressions.

They all saw the situation on the battlefield.

Although he didn't say anything on his lips, he had already cast his heart to the five-body body admired by the captain in front of him.

The captain's order, although a little harsh, worked very well.

Not surprisingly, the gains from this shelling were certainly greater than the losses, and much greater.

Xiong Changhe's face was very ugly, and he finally rushed out of the artillery coverage with his troops, looking at his subordinates behind him, he directly felt that he wanted to cry without tears.

In just a few minutes, more than half of the more than 300 subordinates were killed or wounded.

Not only that, but the bodies of the seriously wounded and the fallen soldiers were not brought back.

Faced with his demoralized subordinates, Xiong Changhe even had the idea of suicide.

Li Wen next to him also had a gloomy face, although he was not bombed with Xiong Changhe, he came from behind. However, the heavy casualties of the troops were visible to him at a glance.

In an ambush battle with victory in hand, Li Wen would certainly not be happy when such an accident occurred, as a half-commander.

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