Sun Xi took the communication squad, a total of 13 people, equipped with two crooked handles, and touched the other end of the station, and only after the battle began, they would touch the station.

A little devil of the squadron, He Jiaming did not inform anyone, but came to the position of the grenadier squad, and then used the jumping eye method to measure the range.

"The target is three hundred meters, all grenades are ready!" He Jiaming half-squatted in the grass and gave the order.

At this time, the grenadier squad had reached 13 people, and Li Yunlong added 3 people, which was supplemented according to the latest establishment and was also to prepare for the future reconnaissance battalion.

After all, there are few special grenades, and although a lot of them have been captured, they have been reluctant to use them, and all of them have been given to the reconnaissance company for backup.

Of course, if it is the main force of the regiment, it is also needed, after all, the grenadier canister uses a special grenade, with an effective range of 500 meters and a maximum range of 700 meters, and its role on the frontal battlefield is not small.

The key is lightweight, can be transferred at any time, and is not afraid of enemy artillery counterattacks.

There is no best equipment, only the most suitable equipment, He Jiaming's thinking is very clear, he is a traverser, although this world is different from his original one, but the knowledge is there.

In his previous life, when he was a soldier, but when the country exerted its strength, not to mention anything else, warships alone were built like dumplings.

He understood that if he wanted good weapons, the Eighth Route Army still couldn't hope for them, so he could only take the enemy's weapons, study them carefully, ponder them, and exert more powerful power.

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"It's finally time to rest!" The patrol of the little devils, after entering the station, really chose to rest, after all, people are really not iron-clad, only three squadrons of troops, and they have to change shifts to patrol.

Although the railway line in the Lucheng area is not long, it is not short for people, and they have to rely on their legs to walk!

"Yes, I hope the ironclad train can arrive sooner, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable to rely on two legs all the time!"

The soldiers of the little devils were also complaining, and at the same time, they sat down at random without any image, and took out their water bottles and lunch boxes.

Each squadron is responsible for eight hours of patrol duty, and it cannot be split, after all, they are still afraid of the recent attacks one after another.

A single squad is really not enough for others to fight, and they didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army would be so powerful, how could it be more powerful than the regular army?

In addition, they heard that a few days ago, the first brigade was ambushed and almost completely annihilated, and only one squadron was spared because it stayed in Baihe County, so they had to be vigilant.

A squad behind also arrived at the station, and the squadron leader couldn't blame too much when he looked at the soldiers, but he still deployed a guard before entering the stationmaster's room.

"Taijun, you smoke!" The stationmaster here took out a cigarette, nodded and sent it to the front.

"Hmm!" The two sides did not understand the language, so naturally there would be no communication, and the squadron leader just came in to take a break.

Although the station is small, there are a lot of staff, after all, they need to take on the work of adding coal and water for some time.

It's easy to say that you add coal, but add water?

There is no running water here, so it is naturally well water, and there is a water tower at the station, which needs to be replenished manually.

Therefore, there are more people, but they usually do not concentrate at the station, and if there is something or a special task, they will be called over, otherwise they can go to work according to the normal train schedule.

A squadron of devils filled the station, and the reconnaissance company waited patiently in the ambush position to the south.

After waiting for an hour, the little devil finally moved, and all the sentries returned to the station, and then walked out of the station one after another.

The formation is still relatively loose, after all, the station is not big, and it is impossible to conduct the whole team inside, and what surprised He Jiaming was that the squadron leader of the little devil actually wanted to give a lecture.

Three small formations, the squadron leader walked to the front, "Everyone, although it is a little difficult now...... he is trying to boost morale.

"Ten rapid fire, let's go!" He Jiaming will not let go of the opportunity, the three grenadiers have already been prepared, what are you waiting for if you don't fight at this time?

After three muffled sounds, ......the grenade was lifted into the air.

And He Jiaming has already raised his gun, and the "bang......" gunshot is the signal, "da......"

All the crooked handles opened fire, and the enemy was in a dense formation at this time, and the machine gunners opened fire one after another.

The reconnaissance company was ambushed on the east and west flanks, and crossfire directly began to strangle the enemy.

The little devil was caught off guard, but their reaction was not satisfied, and they fell directly on the spot, but the grenade also came down at this time.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

This is a 10-round rapid fire, and it is a special grenade, and its explosion coverage is greater than that of the Type 91 grenade, although the accuracy is a little worse, but the number is sufficient.

Under the continuous firing, the bombing continued, and the rifleman fired rapidly, and He Jiaming directly shot five bullets into the air.

Then he got up and ran forward, reloading the rifle at the same time, and went straight to the front, "Li Dashan continued to command the machine gun to cover, Su Zheng ......"

"Here!"

"With the pistol, crawl forward!"

"Yes!"

He Jiamen raised the gun, and then "bang bang ......" continued to shoot, his marksmanship was the most accurate, at this time the enemy was pressed to the top of his head, he could accurately aim and shoot.

And what about the little devils?

Their tactical literacy is not low, and they are retreating towards the station at this time, but the grenades are constantly falling, even if they are not accurate, but there is no problem with the distance and direction, so the difference is not far behind.

There was a constant explosion all around them.

Su Zheng led two platoons of fighters with pistols and rushed forward directly, and then crawled forward.

Closing the distance with the enemy, and then settling the battle with a pistol, but the fire of the reconnaissance company here never stopped.

In order to give them maximum cover, "machine gun fire!" ”

He Jiaming looked at the situation in front of him, and then turned his head and ordered, and the trajectory on the other side would not threaten the prostrate soldiers, so there was no need to remind.

The reconnaissance company also gradually had a tacit understanding, and Liao Gensheng on the other side was the most calm one, but it didn't mean that he didn't have brains.

Here the command machine gun constantly adjusted the direction of fire to suppress the enemy's movements, but the ears suddenly heard the change in the sound of the machine gun on the opposite side, point fire?

Strafing is for maximum damage, while point firing is for suppression, and there are two platoons on the opposite side, each squad has two crooked handles, and this firepower is far stronger than that of the little devils.