Anti-Japanese War: You drove me away, and now you want me to rescue you?

Without a doubt.

This was definitely a crushing battle.

It took only ten minutes.

The entire battle ended in a one-sided manner.

The combat effectiveness of this group of puppet troops was very weak, and their will to resist was not strong. Not to mention facing an opponent like the Anti-Japanese Camp, even the poorly equipped Eighth Route Army would not last more than an hour.

"Report to the regiment commander!"

Yang Zhihua quickly came over and said excitedly: "In this battle, our troops annihilated 274 puppet troops, captured 205, and seized a large number of rifles and ammunition. Although most of these weapons were permanent standard weapons of the devils, it was also a great harvest. In addition, our side had a total of seven lightly injured, and no one was sacrificed or seriously injured."

"Very good!"

Although Lu Zhixian knew that the results of the battle would be amazing, he did not expect that only a few people would be lightly injured.

He patted the other party on the shoulder and praised: "The firepower just now was very strong!"

"That's all because of the battalion commander's good leadership!"

Yang Zhihua quickly offered a rainbow fart.

"Haha!"

Lu Zhixian laughed: "Old Yang, you are really good at talking."

Yang Zhihua laughed: "Battalion commander! What I said is all true! If the battalion commander hadn't brought so many artillery, how could our artillery company have the opportunity to show up just now? To be honest - these puppet troops are really too weak! They surrendered directly after a few rounds, which is really not satisfying!"

"Old Yang, your words are too wasteful, aren't they?"

The speaker was Lei Zhan who was walking towards him. He smiled and said: "Just the few rounds of artillery shells you just fired must have been at least 200, right? I'm afraid that the amount of artillery shells you fired is at least half a year's consumption of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army's artillery battalion!"

Artillery shells are still extremely scarce supplies these days.

Let's not talk about the distant ones.

Take the Eighth Route Army as an example.

The 386th Brigade, which is an absolute main force, consumed zero rounds of ammunition for mountain and field artillery and eighty rounds of ammunition for mortars in the past year (39 years). (The data is true and verifiable)

This is a whole main combat brigade!

It includes two established regiments, 771 and 772, and several newly developed combat regiments.

But the ammunition for the whole year is just this.

You can imagine how powerful the two hundred rounds of artillery shells just now are!

"Battalion Commander!"

Yang Zhihua was obviously a little timid when he heard this, and said embarrassedly: "Just now I just wanted to perform well in front of my brothers, so I forgot how precious the shells are. I will definitely save them in the future."

"No need to save!"

Lu Zhixian waved his hand and said seriously: "This is the effect that my Anti-Japanese War Battalion wants. We have just seized a large number of Japanese supplies. Our supply of shells is still abundant, and we can suppress the firepower, so why let the brothers go forward to charge hand-to-hand? In the future, unless there are special circumstances, every time the artillery company attacks, it must give me such momentum."

"Yes, battalion commander!"

Yang Zhihua was immediately excited.

As an artilleryman.

The most embarrassing thing is that there is no artillery available, and the most helpless thing is that there is artillery but no shells.

How lucky I am to meet such a leader now!

"Battalion Commander!"

At this time, Wu Baili came over from a distance with a puppet soldier and said, "Just now, this second devil said that he had important information to provide."

"Do you have information?"

"Yes, yes, sir!"

Zhang Laifa nodded hurriedly.

Wu Baili poked the submachine gun in his hand and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me quickly, otherwise you will be buried with those second devils!"

"Sir, spare my life!"

"Speak!"

"Just now, before the death of the infantry battalion commander Hu Wanquan, he specifically said that he had sent a telegram to the nearby garrison of the devils earlier. I think, I think the devil's reinforcements will arrive here soon."

"Devil's reinforcements?"

Everyone looked a little nervous.

Lu Zhixian's eyes flickered, and he said, "How many reinforcements do the Japanese have?"

Zhang Laifa didn't dare to hide it, and immediately said, "I, I don't know, but there are only two groups of Japanese stationed nearby. I estimate that both groups of Japanese will probably come to reinforce."

"Yeah."

Lu Zhixian nodded.

Wei Dayong said worriedly, "Battalion Commander! There is a Japanese brigade of more than a thousand people stationed in the direction of Laijiatun. It is said that the battle is amazing. Let's leave early?"

Everyone nodded.

Since this battle has captured the cavalry battalion and wiped out this puppet army, it can be said that it has greatly exceeded expectations.

"Report!"

Just then, a soldier suddenly came in a hurry.

"Speak!"

"Our guards arrested a scout nearby."

"The Japanese are coming?"

Everyone present was suddenly shocked.

Even Lu Zhixian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows,He asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

"From the clothes, the other party is the Eighth Route Army."

"Eighth Route Army?"

"Yes!"

The soldier nodded and said: "As for other information, this person refused to tell us."

Lu Zhixian suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled: "It seems that there must be friends of the Eighth Route Army coming nearby, so let's go meet our friends for the time being!"

...

Ten minutes later.

A hillside somewhere.

Ding Wei quickly walked slowly with several soldiers.

"Captain!"

But before he approached Sun Desheng, he murmured in astonishment: "Just, what happened here just now?"

Not only him.

The accompanying personnel present were also silent.

On the dirt road under the hillside, there were scenes of artillery bombardment everywhere, and there were also corpses of the second devils who helped the evil everywhere.

Just this short distance of several hundred meters.

Everyone seemed to have seen the previous terrifying and exciting scene with their own eyes.

This is definitely a completely crushing battle!

"Huh——"

As he slowly approached, Ding Wei suddenly let out another surprised sound.

I saw that many soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield over there were equipped with American M1 Garand rifles. Ding Wei knew this rifle. He had seized one when fighting against the Central Army. Its performance was extremely outstanding. It was not only reliable but also able to fire continuously. Its combat effectiveness far exceeded all rifles of the same period.

"He, they are equipped with so many!"

Ding Wei soon discovered that it was not just one person holding this rifle, but nearly one-third of the troops.

Such a configuration is probably not even available to the Bald Man's direct line!

Not only that.

He was also surprised to find that.

The soldiers who were obviously very cultured on both sides were holding some strange weapons. The barrels of these guns were very short, and there were ropes hanging around their necks. It seemed a bit out of place, but the metallic luster emitted from the gun body was enough to show the excellence of these guns.

What kind of troops are these?

"Captain!"

At this moment, Sun Desheng suddenly exclaimed.

Ding Wei looked in the direction of the voice.

It was just a moment.

He almost saw a scene that would make him recall for years.

On the top of a hill not far away, an artillery position had already been built, and at this time, various artillery pieces were preset in the position.

The artillery pieces were dense.

The gun barrels were dim.

There were nearly twenty cannons!

This scene was enough to make Ding Wei stunned for a moment.