As during the day, the shells in groups of three stopped after only three rounds.

Just when Major General Kawaguchi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the unexpected happened.

Because the artillery positions exposed by the Eighth Route Army were less than three miles away from their station, the cavalry could kill them in less than a minute if they made a quick assault.

Even if the artillery of the Eighth Route Army retreated at that time, the cavalry could quickly catch up with them and then kill them.

Therefore, when it came time to attack, they did not wait for the infantry squadron to cooperate with the operation, but planned to take the battle merit alone.

"The shelling has stopped, and the Eighth Route Army must want to run again! Kill them now! The leader of the Devil Cavalry Squadron was afraid that the fat that he had bitten into his mouth would slip again, and he shouted excitedly and anxiously.

Then he waved his saber and kicked the war horse under his crotch, continuing to urge the war horse to rush forward.

"Da Da Da ......"

Suddenly, the still pitch-black artillery position spat out at least ten tongues of fire, blocking it in a semicircle, and then the dense sound of gunfire reached the ears of the squadron leader.

The night was shrouded, and the leader of the devil squadron could clearly see the trajectory of bullets flying through the sky, like a flashing meteor.

And it was precisely because he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet that the squadron leader's face turned pale.

The trajectories are intertwined with each other, directly forming a visible network of firepower, blocking in front of you.

Before the squadron leader could react, the screams reached his ears.

Many of the cavalry who rushed in front fell on the charging road with men and horses.

"Baga, we were fooled, there is a blocking position of the Eighth Route Army, and they have a lot of machine guns!" The squadron leader shouted with rage.

But soon he calmed down: "Don't be afraid, keep rushing forward." ”

"The Eighth Route Army is equipped with light machine guns, the range is short, they are a hundred meters away, as long as we continue to rush, we will definitely be able to kill them!"

"Warriors, keep rushing, it must be the elite of the Eighth Route Army in front of you, otherwise it is impossible to equip so many machine guns. Rush up and kill them! ”

The devil cavalry reacted quickly, lying tightly on the back of the horse, trying to minimize the area of their own shots.

Then with a gun in one hand, he fought back while rushing.

I have to say that these devils are real elites.

Riding on a bumpy warhorse to attack, holding a gun in one hand, shooting with a simple aim can also bite the flesh of the gun.

Amid the roaring hooves of horses, gunshots rang out incessantly. The light machine gun that kept spitting out tongues of fire in front of it, under the counterattack of these devils, kept firing dumb!

The morale of the devil cavalry suddenly became high, and they seized the opportunity and rushed forward desperately.

Fifty meters, as long as they hold on to seven or eight sticks, they can enter the position of the Eighth Route Army, wreak havoc on the position of the Eighth Route Army with sabers, and destroy all the Eighth Route Army.

Directly in front of him, there were at least twice as many tongues of fire.

The firepower network formed by the fluttering and intertwining of bullets can already be described as airtight.

At this time, it was very difficult for the remaining cavalry of the little devil to rush forward even one step, and they had to pay the price of blood.

The sudden increase in firepower of the "finished ......" shattered the squadron leader's dream of entering the position of the Eighth Route Army at once, and then a very bad premonition appeared in his mind.

"It's a submachine gun, and the Eighth Route Army is armed with at least twenty submachine guns...... Sir, their firepower is too fierce for us to rush! ”

The squadron leader was frightened, but did not lose his mind.

A murderous aura quickly emanated from his body, and he gritted his teeth and ordered: "Keep rushing forward...... Retreat now, all of us will die, and we will not be able to withdraw at all. There is still a chance to rush forward, even if you can't win, you can destroy a few more Eighth Route Army for us to bury! ”

"Warriors, for the sake of victory, for the sake of the emperor, continue to rush ~ kill and give!"

In less than a minute, the dense gunfire stopped, and the squadron of devil cavalry was finished.

Because it was dark, their combat effectiveness was not fully exerted, and even only six or seven percent of what they usually were, but even so, they still caused nearly 20 casualties to the troops in Li Wen's hands.

However, for Li Wen, it is definitely a very cost-effective loss to be able to kill a cavalry squadron of devils.

not only gave the devil a head start, so that he did not dare to advance in the next operation, but also captured dozens of war horses, making it easier for the troops in the next operation and sneak attack.

"General, the second squadron of the cavalry brigade was completely annihilated by the Eighth Route Army...... All the living horses and equipment were taken away by them! Adjutant Ikeda Shaosa reported with a solemn face.

When the gunfire outside the station ended, Rear Admiral Kawaguchi realized the result.

However, when he really heard the result, he was still frightened, and he was stunned for several seconds before reacting!

With a frown, he ordered: "Pass my order, the garrison will be attacked again, and directly counterattack with mortars!" ”

"The mortar squadrons under each brigade are all concentrated and used to cover the exposed mortar positions and surrounding areas of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Guard posts, patrol teams, strengthen vigilance, and expand the warning range to one kilometer around the station!"

"It is not suitable for cavalry to fight at night, and then it is attacked by the Eighth Route Army, and the infantry attackes, each time a mixed squadron is dispatched, plus a heavy machine gun squad and a mortar squad respectively!"

The absolute superiority of forces gave Major General Kawaguchi a lot of means to counterattack.

But even so, in the face of the shells that the Eighth Route Army fired from time to time, Major General Kawaguchi almost did not rest well all night.

At the headquarters of the new 1st Regiment in Sanquan Town, Wang Ping, who had ended the battle of Xiangfen, only stayed for two days before returning.

The reason why he was in such a hurry was because he had always been thinking about the 10,000 yuan of ocean promised by Chongqing and the equipment and ammunition of a regiment.

After thinking about it, Wang Ping decided to go to the Second World War Theater Command with his parents.

On the one hand, it was to get back his own ocean and equipment, and there was also a purpose that Wang Ping suddenly thought of, to go to the World War Zone to do business.

Listening to Wang Ping's thoughts, political commissar Huang Yuanqiang refused without thinking about it.

"Commander, you can fool me! The Second War Zone is not our Eighth Route Army, they want money and money, and they need to be equipped with equipment. Our Eighth Route Army is poor and white, there is nothing, I really can't imagine that we have anything in our hands that the Second World War Zone can look at and do business with us! ”

"Also, it's too dangerous to go to the World War II zone to cross the devil's blockade line, as a political commissar, I firmly oppose you going over!"

"If you really want to go to the Second World Theater Command to ask for this batch of equipment, just send someone over at will. You are the head of the regiment, and you must not take risks! ”

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