under fire

Chapter 783 bluff
Around 03:30.

Sporadic fighting began.

A group of bandit soldiers staggered southward in a panic along the deserted ditch.

Not far away, a shot rang out in the messy graveyard.

boom.
The gunshots knocked down the group of bandit soldiers who were walking forward on the spot. They waved their arms and kicked their legs on the ground for a long time before everyone found out that there was nothing wrong!
I was completely frightened. It is said that 200 meters away, the bullet has no long eyes so how can I hit it.

Perhaps the eight roads on the opposite side deliberately shot blindly to scare people.

The bandit soldiers who came back to their senses also immediately shot at those chaotic graves across the wasteland.

The bandit soldiers who acted as vanguards had no shortage of bullets this time, and immediately took out the bullets from their bodies and pressed them into the guns after finishing a clip.

Soon.

On the battlefield separated by more than 100 meters, the two sides turned into bandit soldiers pressing down on the eight-way attack in the south.

Afterwards, the bandit soldiers loaded a Czech-style light machine gun, spit out flames to vent their anger on the graves in the south, and emptied a magazine in one breath, causing small balls of dust to form on the mound.

The soldiers of Wang Pengying did not stand up behind their respective bunkers. The commander next to him kept shouting: "Save ammunition. If it is not your turn, you must not fight back. According to the pre-war arrangement, only one person in each squad is allowed to shoot. Count five rounds." fight."

The bullets fired by the bandits aggressively drilled into the mound in front of him, hitting the edge of the mound and flying a cloud of mud rain.

"Those bandits are serious, let's hit them with machine guns too!" The soldier holding the machine gun was very excited.

"To shut up!"

The platoon commanders who had a meeting before the war knew that the battalion commander had reached some kind of agreement with the bandits, but the ordinary soldiers didn't know it. Hearing the sound of the gunfire, they felt very nervous, and sweat broke out in the palms of the hands holding the guns.

Most of Wang Pengying's battalion were fighters who had fought the devils in the last reinforcement division with the independent regiment, and their combat experience was not bad.

Last night in the defense of the village, there were not many casualties at all, so although most people were a little nervous, they were not flustered, and most of them were excitedly waiting for their turn to shoot.

Listening to the gunshots, the bandit soldiers who fired were at least 150 meters away. Such a long distance, it is useless to fight.
The eight roads on the left and right wings were suppressed by the vanguard of the bandit soldiers for nearly half an hour, and the main force of the security forces finally came behind the bandit soldiers.

The devils behind the security forces arrived along the dirt road west of Zhaozhuang Village. Lieutenant Guizi saw that the road extending southward was intact, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The guerrillas usually dig the road first when fighting in positional warfare. situation
He couldn't understand. Could it be that those guerrillas were newbies?But it was only yesterday that the bandit soldiers and security forces were continuously ambushed. This is absolutely impossible!
Raising the binoculars to look at the grave-like positions lined up by the canal, the lieutenant shook his head and smiled, that thing is scum.
Until he saw the small ridges that seemed to be dug out at random in the wilderness, the lieutenant's heart slowly tightened again, artillery targets!
Do guerrillas have artillery?

Guizibing jumped out of the car and made pre-war preparations in a grand manner.

The bandits, security forces, and devils outside Zhaozhuang Village stopped together in a mess. Under the order of the lieutenant, the team immediately pulled apart.

A group of bandit soldiers was ordered to search the village. Not long after entering the village, they heard a loud bang.
Immediately there was a chaotic sound of various counterattacks in the village.
The people outside the village couldn't help lying on the ground immediately, stretching their necks to look at the village, hundreds of guns all pointing at all possible enemy positions in the village.

I thought to myself: Is there any guerrilla in the village?
After a long while, the gunfire in the village stopped, and a bandit soldier popped up half his head from the village wall and shouted: "The guerrillas planted landmines in the village. There is no one in the village."

The news from the two wings was constantly reported to the lieutenant sitting on the side of the motorcycle on the side of the road, and the second lieutenant Guizi acted as the lieutenant's assistant, constantly marking on the map.

The lieutenant was too lazy to get off the car, and occasionally put down the binoculars and pointed to the map on the car with the assistant next to him.

Two mortars have already set up positions under the cover of the village.

The grenade in front of the motorcycle is ready.

The squadron's heavy machine guns were placed directly on the road next to the grenadier, and a detachment of the Devil's machine gun team ran to the east of the village. Two crooked handles were ready to provide cross-fire support for the team attacking from the village at any time.

The armored vehicle was right behind him, ready to drive over and crush him at any time.

Lieutenant Guizi frowned, always feeling that this was a bit weird, so don't be attacked by guerrilla artillery and capsized in the gutter.

What he couldn't understand was that these guerrillas dared to fight the imperial army!

Moreover, look at those positions stretching seven or eight miles from east to west. Didn't it mean that there were only five or six hundred guerrillas?

How many people would it take to fill such a long position?
If there are people all behind the small dirt bags five or six meters away, then there must be thousands of people?
Could it be that the information was wrong?This is absolutely impossible!Because it is the soldiers of the imperial army who are in charge of reconnaissance.
The attack on the two wings was blocked, as early as the lieutenant expected.

Then there is only one possibility, there is probably no one behind those dirtbags!That being the case, can this still be called positional warfare?

What kind of tricks did the guerrillas play?The legendary grass and trees are soldiers?bluff.
Puzzled, he still decided that no matter what, let those bandit soldiers who are afraid of death as cannon fodder launch a wave of tentative attacks on the guerrilla positions!
Before the bandit soldiers attack head-on, a wave of artillery fire will be launched on the Eighth Route position to boost the confidence of the bandit empress and the Imperial Association Army.

If you can find out the mortar positions of the guerrillas in this process, it is the best!
He believes that with the accurate shooting ability of the mortars and grenades used by the elites, as long as the guerrilla mortars dare to fire, the elites can directly destroy the guerrilla artillery in a short time.

The next step, of course, is to let the public security army follow the bandit soldiers to charge. The soldiers of the imperial army are elite. Until the end, he didn't intend to let the elites go up and charge.

No matter what kind of conspiracy or trick, in the face of absolute strength, it is a scumbag
About five miles west of Zhaozhuang Village, there is a forest with almost no weeds. To the north of the forest, Ma Liang is riding on the branch of an old pagoda tree holding a telescope to observe.

The position of Gao Yidao Second Battalion ended about two miles to the west from Zhaozhuang Village.

According to the devil's tactics, bandit soldiers should be arranged to attack and outflank from the flanks.

Ma Liang lay in ambush here, planning to take advantage of the flanking enemy's rear.

The tactics formulated according to the terrain are very simple, and the devils must be able to understand it. When the time comes, it depends on who fights harder, harder and more resolutely!
The Eighth Route Army and the national army together have less than 600 people, and the enemy is [-]. On the surface, this battle looks like the enemy is completely dominant!

In the woods, a platoon of Tang Dagou was leaning against a tree to rest, without the tension before the war at all.

Instead, Ma Liang led the next platoon, and they all lay on the edge of the tree and looked towards the north nervously.

About three miles to the west of Gao Yidao's position, a black spot suddenly appeared.

Ma Liang could see clearly in the field of vision of the telescope, the black spot was lowering its body at this moment, pedaling desperately on the bicycle and running towards the south.

About two miles behind him, a chasing team appeared. The machine gun on the three-wheeled motorcycle in the front flashed and kept shooting at the one who was running away, and a group of devils on bicycles followed closely behind.

The distance between the two sides was really too far, and the machine gun bullets constantly jumping on the motorcycle couldn't hit the cyclist in front at all.

Until, the cyclist suddenly turned around and rushed towards Gao Yidao's west position.

Behind the bicycle, a line of dust from west to east was brought up, and the person riding the bicycle disappeared into the field.

The chasing team of devils looked at the position in the distance, and slowly stopped and formed a team.

After a while, Ma Liang slid down from the tree and whispered to the big dog gnawing at the grass roots on the ground: "All the devils outflank the west, with a motorcycle leading the way, and more than 50 devils on bicycles."

After Ma Liang finished speaking, he took out a cigarette by himself, struck a match and lit it, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

The big dog didn't even bother to raise his head: "What the hell are you worried about? With Gao Yidao guarding the flanks, they must have been prepared long ago, didn't they just come with more than 50 devils? It's nothing to the Second Battalion When they fight, as long as it lasts until dark, we will stab those devils on bicycles."

(End of this chapter)