The cavalry squadron attacked by Lu Feizhang's men escaped with only five or six men and horses.

As for the other people who were killed and wounded, they all fell to the ground, and at this time, Lu Feizhang's gang quickly replenished their guns.

Now it's not a question of whether he wants to or not, it's a matter of shooting if the military order is not carried out. After all, now their own supplies are almost gone, let alone feed any captives.

Under Zhang Sixing's men, don't expect to feed the captives better than their own soldiers, that's impossible.

Because that is not in line with the psychology of the future, which concludes that "Stockholm syndrome" is the means of subjugating the captives.

To put it bluntly, Maozi's high-pressure and eagle-chan slaughter can get more loyal dogs.

Of course, this cannot replace the role of "preferential treatment of prisoners" on the demoralization of the enemy army.

Don't look at the fact that there are only five or six horses running away, but for the attackers, they only have one or two attack speeds.

After all, a war horse with an average speed of twenty-four kilometers per hour can easily escape the attack of a sniper.

As a "sealed" leader who went out to reconnoitre, the sniper team led by Zhang Changlin could not let them run back so easily.

"Don't observe, shoot together with more targets."

As he gave the order, the observers around him opened fire with him.

was originally a sharpshooter, but now with such a good sniper-shot-gun, of course, no devil will let go.

Of the sixty or so men of a cavalry squadron, five or six people remained, running unhindered on the road.

The cavalry crouched on their horses, their eyes on the Chinese routs lying on the ground and the corpses of the civilians. He buried his face in the horsehair that flew in the wind, hoping that the bullets that would surely be full of the vengeful anger of the Chinese soldiers would not hit him.

However, it is a pity that with the crisp sound of the steel helmet's piercing, everything in front of him turned into boundless darkness.

Half an hour later, the rapid troops of the 101 Division, which did not wait for the reconnaissance team to reply, advanced.

Even if there is no return from the forward reconnaissance team at this time, as a fast column for pursuit and reconnaissance missions, there is not so much time to wait for the intelligence ahead.

Moreover, according to aerial reconnaissance, the Chinese army is rapidly retreating at the moment. Behind them were scattered routs and fleeing refugees.

For fast columns, those people are nothing at all.

The first to appear was the three-wheeled motorcycle reconnaissance team, and at this moment only three detachments of motorcycle squadrons were rapidly advancing. They were not hindered in any way and came to the edge of the pontoon.

Then the motorcycles were pulled out, and the machine guns and grenadiers were aimed at the loess positions across the river.

Heads were seen shaking in those positions, but motorcycle reconnaissance was not a serious thing. After all, behind them were the fast columns, and then behind them were the 101st Division of the Army.

Such a force is not something that can be dealt with by such field fortifications on the other side of the pontoon bridge.

"Sir, they found a mixed Japanese infantry and cavalry brigade, about fifteen hundred men, and there were also artillery and baggage teams in the back, and they did not find that the reconnaissance cavalry in front was attacked......"

An electric wave sent Zhang Changlin's voice to Zhang Sixing, who was lying underground at the moment, also observing the number of enemy troops, thinking in his heart which team should strike first.

After thinking about it, he took out a small pocket mirror that women often use. Raise two fingers as sights and give orders across the river.

In charge of the other side of the river is Hansen. Raul, who stayed in a pit covered with camouflage nets on the side of the position, was in charge of communicating with Zhang Sixing.

What is the way, there is no field telephone, and the captured walkie-talkie is sent to Zhang Changlin again, and the cooperation between the front and the back can only rely on this method.

Zhang Sixing used flashes of light to indicate that there was an order, and then he used a telescope to read military sign language to convey Zhang Sixing's order.

Reaching out to run his fingers through the hair on the top of his head, he was only a non-commissioned officer, but there were so many things to worry about on this side of the river right now. Finger touching helmet, Hansen. Raul had no choice but to put his hand down.

Although he received an order from Zhang Sixing to open fire, he had to think about how to fight.

The binoculars in his hand looked at the head of the pontoon bridge, where the devil's motorcycles were lined up.

The banks of the river were almost as high as one side, and the motorcycles were a little hot to his eyes.

After all, there weren't many vehicles here, and now after a night of retraction, there must be three thousand troops alone. A company that had completed the temporary formation was placed in those loess trenches.

dragged the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who acted as a herald beside him,

"Tell Li Jixian in front of me that you want a sharpshooter to fight, don't hit a motorcycle, understand? Repeat to Lao Tzu. ”

"Sharpshooters fight, don't hit motorcycles."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of him, although he skimmed the Guizhou dialect that was a little difficult to understand, was a smart child.

"Go ahead, keep your head down, be careful......"

Looking at the dexterous rabbit-like movements, Hansen. Raul admonished him in stiff Chinese behind him.

"Woohoo"

On the other side of the river, there was a messy sound of gunfire from the loess positions, scouts on motorbikes were shot and screamed hoarsely, and machine guns on motorbikes opened fire along with grenadiers.

The Japanese officer of the motorcycle reconnaissance team observed it with a telescope, and then reported to the back with the walkie-talkie on the motorcycle.

"Your Excellency, there is only a small group of infantry guarding the pontoon bridge relying on field fortifications, and there is no trace of heavy weapons. We were under only sporadic rifle fire, and we were returning fire. ”

When the news reached the ears of Oshima Kutada, who led the fast column, a sinister smile swept across the corner of the mouth of the tall horse. On the way to the pursuit, he encountered such sporadic blocking forces.

There were both pre-arranged and desperate routs organized spontaneously, but neither was important for a fast pursuit column.

Looking at the battle map unfolded by the chief of staff on the horse, a burst of pride passed through Oshima's heart.

Although they were fighting on Chinese soil, the maps they obtained were more detailed and accurate than those of the Chinese army, and even detailed the numbers were detailed to the number of people in which village, how many houses, how many wells, and even the previous year's agricultural harvest.

Because of the turning point of this small river road, if he really wanted to be able to completely capture this pontoon bridge that I don't know who built, his fast column would even appear in front of the retreating Chinese army to cut off their rear road.

I raised my binoculars again and looked at the pontoon bridge, which was built even from the eyes of the Japanese army.

"Order, the infantry put down their bikes, the artillery prepares. After suppressing the enemy's firepower, our cavalry brigade will quickly attack and take the enemy's blocking position on the other side of the river in one fell swoop. In addition......"

The herald, who was about to leave, stopped his horse and looked at him.

Oshima Hisada then ordered,

"In addition, tell the artillerymen not to hit the pontoon bridge, it is important for us to take that bridge intact."

He sent away the heralds, and said to his adjutant,

"Send a telegram to Your Excellency the Division Commander saying that if we break through the enemy's resistance and capture a pontoon bridge, we will reduce the route of the division's advance by twenty kilometers......"