Although it was judged that there was no danger, the cautious Makarov ordered the convoy to pass through the canyon at full speed, saving more sleep.

From the perspective of the ambush devils, the convoy is falling into their trap little by little. The squadron leader, who was next to the heavy machine gun, even couldn't hold back his excitement and rubbed the grip of the family heirloom katana over and over again.

After carefully observing the convoy with his binoculars, he tried to lower his voice and gave the last order before the attack: "They're coming!" Beware of concealment! ”

The devil who was ambushed in the right sortie position was covered with withered grass, and when he heard the order, he immediately lowered his head and completely concealed himself in the position.

At the same time, a large bolt pull sounded.

When the convoy entered the ambush area, the squadron leader signaled the soldiers operating the grenadiers to open fire first, and the eight grenadiers were aimed at the Gis-5 and rained out shells.

Boom Boom...

The enemy's attack shattered the peace of the convoy, and several huge explosive fireballs instantly rose in the middle of the front of the convoy. The grenadier was designed to increase the firepower of the infantry, so the weapon had a very fast rate of fire.

Experienced old devils, the 400-meter hit rate in actual combat is not even less than 80%.

In a series of explosions, two hapless transport trucks were blown directly into the body. The trucks were clearly transporting ammunition, and the explosions that were hit were similar to those of a martyrdom.

Not only was the whole vehicle violently lifted by the shock wave, but the explosion also produced fragments that scattered in all directions. The fragments flew towards the nearest vehicle, and even broke the windshield and killed several frightened drivers.

Seeing such an astonishing result in the first wave of attacks, the blood of the devil squadron leader's whole body was boiling, as if he had heard the wails of the enemy. He drew his command knife and shouted loudly to his men:

"Attack!"

The soldiers lying in ambush on the right immediately began to attack, several crooked handles and a Type 92 heavy machine gun opened fire on the enemy on the road in the gorge.

At the same time, the devil's infantry also pulled the 38 big cover in their hands. Under the command of the various squad leaders, a wave of melon grenades was first thrown below, and then a dense row of bullets was fired at the transport team.

Dadada····

Bang Bang Bang ·····

In the face of the sudden and fierce attack, the convoy, which was not ready for battle, was suddenly beaten a little dumb.

However, these soldiers are not vegetarians, and although their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of their own army, the experience of carrying out transportation tasks for many years plays an important role at this moment.

In the interval between the two grenadier attacks of the devils, except for the two trucks that were killed, the soldiers on the other vehicles jumped out of the car bodies as soon as possible.

They quickly sought cover to cover and avoid as much as possible the fragments and debris caused by the explosion.

But in this ambush area carefully chosen by the devils, there were very few places to hide, and they could only cling to the sides of the truck.

Huang He and Makarov were lucky to avoid the first wave of explosions, and what was happening in front of them Huang He stood on the spot, at a loss for what to do in the co-pilot.

He had never been on the battlefield, and when he saw two trucks blown up, the comrades and weapons and supplies on the vehicles were buried in the flames, and the roads were full of stumps and broken arms, Huang He actually forgot what Makarov told him on the road before.

He didn't remember to dodge at this point, and his hands and feet didn't listen to the call, and he couldn't move.

But the reliable comrade did not give up on him, and seeing that Huang He did not react, Makarov grabbed him by the clothes and took him out of the car.

At this time, the Siberian man shook the Yellow River vigorously and shouted at him at the same time: "Yellow! Cheer up! I'm going to fight! You have to protect yourself! ”

At this time, the fighters of the convoy also saw which force the ambush on both sides came from. At a distance of just over 100 meters, the plaster flag and the command knife are very recognizable.

"Sukka! Japanese! ”

As the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, facing those dwarfs who have a feud, the eyes of the comrades are full of anger!

But Makarov, as the commander of this unit, was not carried away by the anger, and he shouted hoarsely at the surviving voices: "Smoke grenades obscure! ”

Fortunately, the two 82-mm mortars were not damaged. After several fighters set up again, they hurriedly fired several smoke grenades at the position where there was an enemy on the right.

The smoke spread, obscuring the devil's sight.

But at this time, the squadron leader had a new idea, and he already knew who the enemy was by observing him through the telescope, and he didn't expect that these would actually encounter feuds here.

In his opinion, these people must have some purpose, and if some prisoners of war can be captured, it must be a great achievement. And he didn't think that those enemies could still have any fighting power after the blow they had just experienced.

The devil raised his katana, he rushed out of cover, and pointed the tip of his knife murderously in the direction of the convoy and shouted:

"Attack! All offense! Capture them alive for me! ”

At this time, under the command of Makarov and the instructor, the people of the transport team had gradually spread out a defensive formation.

Although it is unknown why the devils gave up their heavy firepower advantage, they took advantage of this brief opportunity to quickly find the right angle to shoot, dodge the bullets and counterattack.

When they saw that the devil had actually abandoned the favorable terrain, carried bayonets, bent down and charged. Makarov snorted coldly, his eyes were full of coldness, these arrogant dwarfs looked down on them so much.

"No! These people are looking for death! Then let them try it! ”

After coming out of the smoke, the devils were greeted by DP light machine guns, Mosin Nagant rifles, and mortars. Unlike the devil's petty weapon, the 47-round disc chicken is much stronger in firepower than the crooked handle.

Although the number of the transport team was not superior, the powerful firepower forcibly slowed down the pace of the devil's charge. But even so, the dwarfs continued to rush at the crowd as if they didn't care about casualties.

Faced with this situation, Makarov knew that close combat was inevitable, and he yelled at those who were still alive: "Get on the bayonet!" All on the bayonet! ”

"Don't stop shooting, focus on the dwarf at the front first!"

Everyone took out their four-edged bayonets and prepared for close combat.

These rushing devils are completely live targets, and there is no shelter between the sortie positions they choose and the convoys, and being merciful to the enemy is cruel to themselves.

Dense bullets kept shooting, and the devils who rushed down from the height fell in pieces. These dwarves may have been accustomed to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army or the Jin Sui Army, and at this moment they paid a terrible price for their decision.

But the arrow has to be sent, if they withdraw their positions now, they will only have a worse end with their backs exposed.

Seeing the enemy's figure getting closer and closer, Makarov's breathing became heavy, and he waited for a suitable moment to give the order to meet the enemy.

But at this moment, a familiar cry came from behind him!

"For the Motherland! For SDL! Offensive! Ulla! ”

Their instructor was the first to rush out from behind the bunker car, raising his arm with a TT33 pistol in his left hand and shouting, encouraging his comrades to join him in a brave charge towards the enemy.

Behind him was a standard-bearer carrying a brightly colored flag, and his whole body was on fire to make a charge.