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Chapter 105, Ambush enough to drink a pot 【Subscription】

"What, he wants to fight an ambush and ask Lao Tzu to help him?"

Kong Jie, who was leading the troops to transfer and cover the retreat of the common people, heard the request conveyed by the combat staff officer sent by Li Yunlong, his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

Did Li Yunlong take the wrong medicine, or did he drink a few ounces of horse urine? I don't know what his last name is?

The devils mobilized tens of thousands of people to carry out a large-scale mopping up. If there is any movement here, reinforcements from both sides will surround them.

In order to protect the common people, there is no way to fight and block, he can understand.

But Li Yunlong threatened to mobilize troops to wipe out a brigade of the Japanese army, which is really arrogant.

Don't you really think that Li Jiapo wiped out the Yamazaki brigade, and you can easily wipe out some shit brigade here?

One might be surrounded by the devil's reinforcements, and the independent regiment would be hit hard. It's not sure who will eat who.

At that time, the new second regiment really has to wipe his ass.

Kong Jie scolded Lie Lie: "Damn, Li Yunlong thought he was the brigade commander, and even took command of me."

Facing Kong Jie's questioning and insulting, the combat staff officer who sent the order said:
"Captain Kong, our Captain Li is following the instructions of Consultant Chen, and we must achieve some results when we have good equipment.

Before leaving, the team leader stared at me and told you that this is an opportunity to show his face in front of Advisor Chen.He didn't call anyone, and immediately thought of you, Captain Kong. "

As soon as this remark came out, it reminded Kong Jie that it might be a good opportunity.

Consultant Chen is a golden thigh, and it is well known among the senior officials of the Eighth Route Army.

Relying on the close relationship with him, the independent regiment has strengthened all its light and heavy weapons, and all the old sleeves with [-] big covers have been withdrawn.

Now the weapons and equipment are so good that they are off the charts. In terms of firepower, they are as good as a regiment of the Japanese army.

It is estimated that this is why Li Yunlong is confident and dares to speak boldly.

Kong Jie is the new second regiment. If he had the equipment of the independent regiment, he would dare to say that.

Without hesitation, Kong Jie beckoned: "Pass my order, the whole army stops advancing, the rear team becomes the front team, the target is Wudaokou Village, march forward quickly."

Several messengers ran to convey the order, and the long dragon on the road stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The soldiers changed directions in a tight and orderly manner, and trotted forward quickly.

The combat staff officer who was sent to send orders had some knowledge, and secretly said in surprise: "It is said that the original Commander Kong is a little capable in training troops.

The New Second Regiment had just been established for less than a year, and it had only been in his hands for two months, yet they were well-trained to follow orders and prohibitions.Amazing! "

He came to the independent regiment later, and he had only heard about it before, but today he has seen it.

"Go back and tell Li Yunlong that I, Kong Jie, supported him because of our friendship. It doesn't mean he can command me."

Kong Jie said with a serious face.

He is now the head of the regiment after his official reinstatement, but not when he was the deputy head of the independent regiment.

The two have the same official rank and sit on an equal footing, so I have to make it clear.At that time, if the battle is won, the spoils will be divided, at least [-]-[-].

Li Yunlong didn't want to imagine that when he was in the independent group, he played that one nine.If you want to send the beggar like that, don't blame Kong Jie for turning his face.

The combat staff officer nodded and said, "I will definitely pass it on. Does Commander Kong have anything else to say to Consultant Chen?"

Speaking of Consultant Chen, Kong Jie had a slight smile on his face, as if he was really saying to Chen Hao:
"You convey it to Consultant Chen for me. Your instruction is my goal for Kong Jie. Look at it. The New Second Regiment will not let you down."

The combat staff officer held back a smile and agreed, and he knew that Advisor Chen's instructions were indispensable for making Commander Kong agree so happily.

The new second regiment is on the way to march quickly.

The independent regiment had already ambushed near Wudaokou Village.

Wearing straw hats made of dead branches, the soldiers patiently hid in their respective positions.

The polished, gleaming bayonets were hung on the muzzle of the Bayi Bar, and the bayonets were like holding their masters, waiting for the opportunity to drink the blood of the enemy.

In the front row of the position, inside the temporary machine gun bunkers, and behind the rock bunkers.

The machine gunner has already pushed the bullet into the barrel of the gun, his gills are attached to the butt of the gun, and his eyes are along the muzzle facing the road, waiting for the enemy to hit him.

Ordinary fighters ambushing on the top of the hill are divided into two waves.

In the wave closest to the road about 70 meters away, in the most convenient place, there are grenades that have been unscrewed.

Just pull the fuse, throw a few grenades condescendingly, and keep the enemy crying.

The position is higher, and some rockets are placed beside some soldiers who are a little farther away.

Type [-] rockets, which can be easily activated by dry batteries or flames, are an important part of saturated fire attacks.

More than 100 rockets, all shot at the enemy's head at once, enough for them to drink a pot.

Zhang Dabiao led a hundred commandos armed with AK [-]s, and they were on standby near the front of the road.

Their task is to rush forward to divide the battlefield as soon as possible, and destroy the enemy's vital forces as soon as possible.

After more than two months of training, the commandos have mastered the skills of using the AK[-] very proficiently, and the pressure of the gun is very stable.

A burst of shots within 200 meters almost refers to where to hit.

Under the background that all members are equipped with Bayi-bar automatic rifles, the commando trained with the essence of the whole regiment is still the sharpest knife of the independent regiment.

As the team leader, Zhang Dabiao was wiping the newly replaced Bayi-bar assault rifle with a clean soft cloth, with an eager look on his face.

Wang Gensheng, who was beside him, had a burning cigarette in his mouth, and his expression was also eager to try.

In the first battle of Lijiapo, he had already had an experience, and he was looking forward to this assault.

There is nothing more exciting than shooting with a machine gun, being attacked by a saturation explosion, and the enemy who has been completely stunned.

"More than 600 grenades, plus more than 130 rockets, hey, enough for the enemy to drink a pot."

Wang Gensheng muttered something, Zhang Dabiao who was next to him heard him and glanced at him: "Why, do you think too much or too little?"

"No, I think it's just right."

In ten seconds, each of the two hundred soldiers in the first battalion had to throw three grenades.

Plus a hundred salvos of rockets and two rocket launchers.

It is enough to blow up a large group of people dizzy, but it will not blow up all of them, and there is no chance of harvesting.

Zhang Dabiao warned him: "You boy, don't grab my head like last time, be careful that I will practice solo with you."

Wang Gensheng is one of the best gunners in the regiment. When other commandos can shoot 100 meters, he can shoot 300 meters, and the speed of aiming and shooting is really fast.

No one can beat him to grab the head on the battlefield.

But when it comes to one-on-one martial arts training, Wang Gensheng didn't expect Zhang Dabiao's subordinates to seek abuse. He exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled, as if he agreed.

"Quickly pinch the cigarette, there is movement over there."

Holding binoculars in hand, the guard soldier who was always observing the situation in the distance reminded anxiously in a deep voice.

The soldiers suddenly looked serious, moved their palms, and then hugged the gun tightly, ready to attack.

Wang Gensheng, who hastily pinched out the cigarette, stretched his fingers, put his index finger on the trigger, and followed the direction of the muzzle of the gun, waiting for the enemy to appear.

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"Taijun, there is no one in Wudaokou Village ahead, and all the villagers have run away."

Ge Fugui, the brother-in-law of Zhang Jinxing, the head of the Imperial Association Army, served as the commander of the second battalion.

He was reporting to Major Yui Murakami, the captain of the Third Infantry Battalion of the Yoshida Regiment, with a doggy face.

The Japanese army did not mobilize the troops carelessly, that would only scare the people away.It is also easy to be ambushed by the Eighth Route Army.

Before the sweep, there must be necessary investigations.

The dog-legged Emperor's Association Army, which cooperated with the Japanese army's raid, naturally had to bear this responsibility.

"Run away? Baga, Lu, this must be the fault of Balu." Shaozuo Murakami intuitively judged that it was Balu.

Because those unorganized Chinese people are just a mass of soft sand, which they can flatten and round.

With a smiling face, Ge Fugui gave a thumbs up and said flatteringly, "The Taijun is wise, very wise.

I suspect that the Eighth Route Guerrilla did it. The ashes in the stove are still warm, and the time is too short. I guess they didn't go far. "

After hearing this, Major Murakami was very satisfied: "Yo Xi, your loyalty to the imperial army is greatly reduced. Set fire to the house and chase after me."

"Hi!"

The Imperial Association Army is already familiar with sabotage.

As soon as the order was issued, a special person held a torch and set all the rooms on fire.

Several wells in the village were all poisoned and destroyed.Even if the villagers and the guerrillas of the Eighth Route came back in the future, it would be useless.

In a short while, the whole village became a huge fire scene, and the raging fire ignited and turned the sky red.

Leading more than a dozen guerrillas, Feng Jianbiao, who was preparing to seduce the Japanese army, saw that the village was burned and his eyes were red.

His family is from Wudaokou Village, and his family members died at the hands of the traitors and Japanese invaders, and he has no relatives anymore.

Now, he didn't even have a home.

The guerrillas who followed him also had rosy eyes, and that was also their home.

"Damn you little devils, I will fight with you."

A team member couldn't hold his breath, stood up and raised his gun, and shot revenge bullets at the enemy in the distance.

A bang shot, missed the enemy, but exposed their presence.

"Sir, it's guerrillas, it's guerrillas."

A gunshot sounded, scaring many Japanese soldiers to squat down quickly to hide, but when they saw a figure with a gun in the distance, the devils shouted, as if seeing a peerless treasure.

Ge Fugui's reaction was not unpleasant, he fell down when he heard the gunshot.

Finding out that it was a guerrilla, he excitedly waved his hands and ordered: "Brothers, it's time to make meritorious deeds, hit me!"

At the same time, he raised his gun and fired a shot into the distance.

As if frightened, the group of people on the opposite side fled back in a panic, heading straight along the road.

Now I can see more clearly, more than a dozen guerrillas dressed as peasants, some with white turbans on their heads.

It must be that they organized the retreat of the common people, and then sent some people to stay here and watch the situation.

"Yoxi, finally met the enemy."

Seeing the guerrillas running away faster than rabbits in the distance, Major Murakami couldn't hide his excitement.

Sweeping all the way, that is, arresting civilians and killing civilians, there is no difficulty at all.

For a guy who is still relatively proud in his heart, of course, it will be more fulfilling to deal with enemies with certain combat capabilities.

"Pursuit, attack!"

Roaring the order, Major Murakami pulled out his samurai sword, held it high and pointed to the sky, and rushed forward screaming.

Shao Zuo took the lead in charging, and the others naturally did not dare to slow down. The little devils screamed one after another, and rushed to the front with their guns in hand.

Even an imperial association army who was greedy for life and fear of death, saw that the enemy was only a dozen guerrillas, and the imperial army was so excited, they all showed bravery and fearlessness, and joined the pursuing army with their guns in hand.

This is extremely rare.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that a dozen or so Eighth Route guerrillas, in front of the mighty army, are undoubtedly like mantis arms, only to be crushed to pieces.

There's no risk at all, it's all about showing your face and grabbing credit, who would take a step back!

If the Imperial Association Army wins battles without them, they will have a share in being beaten.Based on their understanding of war, they just don't understand it, and they just fight indiscriminately anyway.

But doesn't the little devil think about whether he will be ambushed?
It's not that I haven't thought about it, it's just wishful thinking!

If the enemy really ambushed them, it means more credit.

On the mountain on the left side of the road, you can tell at a glance that there are not many people hidden, and there are two to 300 people hidden in the sky.

Don't you think you can win with two 300 people?
The combat effectiveness of the guerrillas is extremely poor. Generally, only half of the best have guns, and the other half are armed with knives and spears.

As for the part with the gun, the guns are all the kind with smooth rifling, and the bullets do not know where to go if they are tens of meters away.

Besides, they didn't have any bullets, so they couldn't fire a few shots at all. The bullets floated, and it didn't matter if they were not accurate.

Most of the so-called soldiers were peasants who hadn't dropped their hoes, let alone compared with the imperial army, it was the imperial association army who mustered up their courage.You can easily chase after them.

In the past, when we went to the countryside to search and suppress, a dozen or so imperial troops could drive five or sixty people's guerrillas all over the mountain.

The infantry brigade led by Major Murakami has more than 1000 people, plus [-] imperial alliance troops, there are more than [-] taels.

The left and right wings advance side by side, the first and third infantry brigades.Behind it is the squadron directly under the wing and the artillery squadron.

Not to mention two or three hundred guerrillas, even if there were one or two thousand so-called main force of the Eighth Route, Major Murakami would not take them seriously.

Worrying about being ambushed doesn't exist, you just feel that there are too few enemies and not enough for them to kill.

"Really all rushing up and treating us like monks?"

Wearing new boots, it became easier to run, and Feng Jianbiao ran to the front without knowing it, and distanced himself from the team members.

He stopped and looked back, but he was really startled when he saw the densely packed enemies.

He really had never seen so many enemies before, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried at this moment, could their main force of the Eight Routes eliminate so many enemies?

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