After waking up all the fighters, the platoon commanders of each company began to assign tasks.

The fighters checked their weapons and what they were carrying, and the combat operation officially began.

Although everyone only slept for an hour and a half, it was barely enough for the comrades, and the long-distance rush and staying up late could not affect the next plan.

Because it was the first time to lead a team on a mission, Zhao Gang didn't want to leave any regrets for himself, and now he is as stable as Kong Jie.

Obviously he had a big advantage in all aspects, but he still drew a platoon of fighters from the first battalion as a reserve. and instructed the platoon commander to give him the right to judge the battle situation on his own.

After Zhang Dabiao led the soldiers of the two companies away, Zhao Gang was a little excited and a little nervous.

He checked his Mosin Nagant over and over again, and the gun was kept in top condition under his careful care.

After a while, the appointed time arrived.

Zhao Gang led the warriors, under the natural cover provided by the crops, and kept approaching the exit to the south of Wanjia Town.

With two hundred meters to go, he raised his arm to signal the soldiers to stop, and then took out his binoculars to take a closer look at the defensive positions on the opposite side.

To be honest, in Zhao Gang's eyes, these puppet soldiers are really doing nothing, and they can build a sandbag crookedly. There were eleven people in all, and six of them were asleep by this time.

The only threat to them in the defensive position was a crooked handle. But the enemy is clear and the enemy is dark, and for a sharpshooter, that light machine gun is no different from a live target.

"Comrades, the vigilance of the puppet army is very low, let's try to see if we can kill them without firing."

"If this idea doesn't work, don't hesitate to attack it right away! Our goal is the stables! ”

Just when Zhao Gang was silently moving forward with a company of soldiers, the squad leader of the two devils in front was awakened by a soak of urine, and in addition to the hot weather, he was very irritable at this time.

As he was about to pee, he saw the Heavy already asleep. So he walked over very dissatisfied and slapped the other party in the face.

"You still dare to fucking sleep, what if there are preserved fruit troops from the Eighth Route to fight us? Waiting to die? ”

The awakened Heavy covered his face aggrieved. Since they came to Wanjia Town, except for the local people who were reluctant to run, even the bandits were reluctant to come here.

As for the so-called sentry, it is simply to see if there is a passing caravan or any fat sheep delivered to the door.

But the reputation of this place has long since stinked the street, and there have been no outsiders for a long time. In addition, after working the night shift for five days in a row, it was difficult not to doze off.

The squad leader of the puppet army looked at the other party's unspeakable appearance, and nodded with great satisfaction. Bullying his own subordinates is one of his few hobbies.

He was about to go to the toilet in the crop field in front of him, and the two devils, who were completely unvigilant, were even thinking about what breakfast to eat this morning, but as he walked, two black shadows rushed out from their left and right sides.

Two soldiers of the first battalion pressed on the traitor's body and covered his mouth with their hands.

Zhao Gang came to this waste with a TT33 pistol, and before the muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head, he saw fear and begging for mercy in the other party's eyes.

So Commissar Zhao put his index finger in front of his lips and said to the traitor:

"I can not kill you, but you must answer my questions. If I dare to do anything wrong, then I can't guarantee your safety. ”

Seeing that the other party blinked desperately, he asked the fighters to let each other go. Then he asked about the situation inside Wanjia Town and learned the specific location of the stable.

At this time, there are two good and bad news.

The good news was that the stables were located close to the southern exit, and they could have stayed there and pushed the enemy to the north.

The bad news is because the traitor was too much when he hit people, and now the two devils on the defensive position have all woken up, and the soldiers can only choose to attack.

Zhao Gang's Mosin Nagant was aimed at the machine gunner, who was still smoking, and by the light of the torch, a bullet burrowed into his head.

The puppet army was taken aback by the sudden attack, but just one dead man was not enough for them to flee.

A bald man kicked his own man's corpse open, hiding his body behind a sandbag and pulling the trigger, the bullets sweeping aimlessly.

Looking at this bold behavior, everyone shook their heads helplessly. The sound of machine guns must have woken up the enemies in Wanjia Town, and they needed to move quickly.

Zhao Gang and more than 20 soldiers nearby knelt down on one knee and pulled the big bolt, put the butt of the gun on their shoulders, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

I have to say that the fighters who came out of the division headquarters teaching regiment did have a hand, and there were no more people left in the opponent's defensive position with a volley.

So Zhao Gang immediately took the lead in rushing out of the crop field and rushed into Wanjia Town with the soldiers as fast as possible. Soon, the warriors were in the stables.

There was a lot of space around here, and while the enemy had not yet come out of the barracks, the fighters immediately formed positions here.

Most people chose a shooting spot with the help of the yard in front of the stable, but Zhao Gang came to a commanding height and hid his figure in the shadows.

On the side of the barracks, there were puppet soldiers rushing to the stable with rifles, and the first reaction of these two devils after the attack was to find their horses.

In the face of this kind of waste that does not even investigate the battlefield, the soldiers of the new second regiment will certainly not be polite, MAS-36 far exceeds the firepower of the 38 big cover to harvest the lives of traitors one by one.

After the number of puppet soldiers was slightly larger, the FM-24/29, which was erected on a high place, began to shoot long bursts. Rifle and light machine gun bullets hail densely, and the enemies attacking the stables fell in one piece.

In order to preserve the war horses as much as possible, the battalion commander of the puppet army ordered that mortars and grenades should not be used.

But without these three weapons, the infantry can storm a position with a reasonable distribution of firepower, which is no different from seeking death.

Seeing the surge in casualties among his subordinates, the puppet army battalion commander was also a little distressed. Although he doesn't care if these people live or die, if there are not enough people, it will definitely affect his dominance.

So he immediately ordered to move out his killer weapon, a Type 92 heavy machine gun that his master had given him.

But what the machine gunners didn't know was that they, the people who operated the heavy machine guns, had long been targeted by Zhao Gang.

The commissar who stood on the commanding heights did not strike at the first moment of the battle, and in his opinion, the fighters could fully cope with the current situation, so they did not reveal their position.

But after the enemy came out with a heavy machine gun, he had to give priority to solving the enemy's firing points.

Zhao Gang used his own unique method to adjust his breathing, put the butt of Mosin Nagant against his shoulder, set up the gun and aimed it at the target, and after pulling the trigger, he immediately hid himself without checking whether it hit or not.

Although the view and shooting range of the vantage point are good, it is very inconvenient to move, and it will definitely be dangerous if he is targeted by the enemy.

Of course, this shot focused the enemy without any suspense, but this time it didn't hit the head, but the shoulder.

The screams of the machine gun shooter made his nearby comrades fearful of this machine gun.

Under the constant urging of the puppet battalion commander, another unlucky guy filled the shooting position.

This man's fate was not much different from his predecessors, the only difference was that he fired a few bullets.

This time, no puppet army was willing to touch this heavy machine gun.

The threat to their lives coupled with the resentment and anger accumulated on weekdays, these two devils immediately turned their guns and killed their battalion commander and his dogs.

The puppet army, which had lost its restraint, immediately dispersed in a hurry and ran towards the direction where Zhang Dabiao was ambushed.

(End of chapter)