Anti-Japanese Jagged General

Chapter 677 Heavy Soldier Strikes (First Update!)

The shelling hadn't stopped yet. Hearing the sound of explosions coming from ahead, the captain became more and more anxious, and kept urging his subordinates to speed up and kill them.

On the pitch-black battlefield, when it was hard to see the scattered figures of the Eighth Route Army in the encirclement, the shelling stopped.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army has begun to break through, rush up immediately, launch an attack from behind, and stick to them!" The devil's captain shouted anxiously.

Next, the scene on the battlefield made him show a dumbfounded expression full of shock again.

Dozens of the Eighth Route Army, almost two of whom had a light machine gun, rushed towards No. [-] Squadron and fired at the same time.

The night was shrouded, and the flames from the muzzle of the machine gun were particularly clear.

More than a dozen tongues of flame intertwined with each other in front of the Eighth Route Army, forming an impenetrable firepower net, covering the No. [-] Squadron, which had suffered heavy casualties from the bombing.

It is certain that the No. [-] Squadron after the bombardment, and then suppressed by such fierce offensive firepower, will definitely not be able to last for too long.

"The offensive firepower of the Eighth Route Army is too fierce. The No. [-] Squadron has suffered heavy casualties. It must not be able to stop it!" The captain frowned and shouted.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that he also had a mortar.Just now I only focused on encircling the Eighth Route Army quickly and sticking to them, but it has been useless.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he ordered: "The artillery set up the guns and fire immediately to support the first squadron!"

The devil's reaction speed was very fast. In less than half a minute, the scream of shells across the sky rang out.

The first round of nine artillery shells hit the encirclement, and four of them hit the crowd, killing and wounding a dozen or so Eighth Route Army soldiers on the spot.

"Don't stop, follow the guards and rush forward, we will win!" Xiao Yunshan shouted with red eyes.

"Da da da..." On the battlefield with constant gunfire, a series of gunshots from behind did not attract Xiao Yunshan's attention.

"Ah... there are enemies behind us, and the devils are chasing and killing them!" However, the screams and screams of his subordinates reached his ears.

Xiao Yunshan knew that at this moment he had to make a decision, choose a unit to stay and stop the devils, even if it only blocked them for 5 minutes.

However, the troops are limited in strength, and staying here means death.

Just when Xiao Yunshan was frowning, hesitating in pain, not knowing what to do, an injured platoon leader suddenly called out.

"All the wounded stay with me and stop the devils."

"Anyway, we can't leave, so why not kill a few devils and bury them with us!"

"Battalion Commander, you can take people away. Anyway, we can't break out and keep up with the team. It's better to stay here and fight with the little devils. Kill one to save money, kill two to earn one!"

"Yes, fight with the little devil!" Dozens of wounded around shouted one after another, with a posture of not fearing death.

This is the result of the new group training for more than a month.

A group of captive soldiers were forced to become veterans by them.

If there are outsiders here, it is absolutely unbelievable that they were puppet soldiers working for the little devil more than a month ago.

The reason for this result is Wang Ping's complaints. Through complaints, they can truly integrate into the Eighth Route Army and understand the meaning of fighting devils.

Xiao Yunshan couldn't bear it, but in the end he gritted his teeth and ordered: "As long as you can walk, follow the troops to break through. If you can't walk, you can stay with Platoon Leader Wang. Each of them will leave two grenades for them! Isn't there a heavy machine gun? Bury it, bring it to Platoon Leader Wang. Without heavy firepower, they can't even hold out for 2 minutes."

"Others, keep up with the guard platoon and continue to break through and retreat!"

More than 100 people rushed forward desperately against the shells constantly falling from their heads.

The machine gunner in front fell, and the machine gunner behind made up, holding the machine gun and continuing to charge.

The soldier in front fell, and the people behind jumped over his body and continued to charge.

At this time, the entire Second Battalion has only one order, that is to charge, to charge forward, not to stop!

"Battalion Commander, we rushed out!" The instructor Wu Yanrong who was following behind rushed up as soon as he stepped out of the encirclement on the corpses of the Japanese and puppet soldiers, shouting excitedly!
Xiao Yunshan was not happy at all.

Although no casualties were counted yet, the line was so long that one could estimate how many people were left in the Second Battalion at a glance.

In less than an hour, more than 100 soldiers fell on the road to break through. This rate of casualties is definitely the first time since the formation of the Second Battalion.

After the heartache was over, Xiao Yunshan still tried his best to keep himself rational, and analyzed with a frown: "We are not out of danger yet, and the devils may catch up at any time. The gunfire from behind has almost stopped, and the wounded in our rear must have been beaten by the devils." !"

"Don't stop, keep going, try to take the small road, the road must have been blocked by the devils, you can't get through!"

"It's hard to break out, and we must not be blocked by devils again."

The Taidong stronghold in Tianxin Town, just after the troops captured the stronghold, before they had time to clean up the battlefield, Wang Ping's order to retreat came over.

Xiong Botao, the commander of the first battalion, was very unwilling. He looked at the warehouse of the stronghold, and there were thousands of catties of grain, all of which were white flour that ordinary people could not eat.

As long as he is given another 10 minutes, he can evacuate the entire stronghold.

However, facing the non-discussing tone of the correspondent, Xiong Changhe could only reluctantly give up the supplies.

He gritted his teeth and ordered: "Bring all your weapons and equipment, retreat immediately, hurry up!"

Yang Huping, the commander of the third battalion, also faced the same problem.

But his thinking was much simpler than that of Xiong Changhe.

The head of the regiment suddenly gave the order to retreat, and it was definitely not for no reason, something must have happened.

Therefore, upon receiving the order, Yang Huping hesitated for a moment before resolutely deciding to retreat.

After rushing to the agreed rendezvous point, Xiong Changhe complained as soon as he saw Wang Ping: "Head, what happened? I'm so anxious. In order to rush over, I gave up several thousand catties of grain!"

"The devil reinforcements are here. There is a brigade of devils, a regiment of puppet troops, and mountain artillery and infantry artillery!" Wang Ping replied with a serious face.

Xiong Changhe, who was about to continue complaining just now, just closed his mouth, and his face became heavy instantly.

Regardless of the daytime, the two battalions have won battles along the way, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as invincible.

However, those were all battles where the big bullied the small, the strong bullied the weak, and small fights.

A battalion, plus mortars, heavy machine guns, and even infantry artillery, to attack the artillery towers defended by only ten or twenty Japanese and puppet troops. If they still can't win, then the two battalion commanders Xiao Yunshan and Xiong Changhe should not do it. up.

But in front of them, the Japanese army came up with a reinforced brigade, and there was also a puppet regiment.

Not to mention too much, even if they only come with half of the troops, it will be enough to put a huge pressure on the Xinyi regiment active in Tianxin Town, not to mention that the devils are now dispatched by the whole army, huddled together, and press down on them like Mount Tai. !
"Regimental Commander, the devil's military strength and firepower far exceed ours. I suggest that we retreat immediately to avoid the devil's sharp edge!" Xiong Changhe, who had hesitated for a long time, couldn't help reminding.

This is also the consistent method of the Eighth Route Army when facing the heavy encirclement and suppression of the Japanese army, avoiding its edge and attacking it unprepared.

Chief of Staff Zhong Chenggong also agreed: "I agree with Battalion Commander Xiong. Anyway, we haven't established a base area yet, so we don't have to worry about retreating. We can slowly consume the devils through mobile warfare and guerrilla warfare on the way to retreat!"

Wang Ping didn't speak, but stared at Yang Huping and asked.

"Old Yang, what do you think?"

"We can't go, and even if we go, we can't go in such a mess!" Yang Huping answered after thinking for a while.

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