The Japanese soldiers waved back, and the Japanese following behind him immediately advanced quickly. The puppet troops on the ground could no longer lie on the ground and could not get up again. Maybe the Japanese coming up would shoot on their lying back.

A large number of puppet army Japanese attacking on the west and the middle were all on the side street, and many Japanese were slowly searching south in the opened houses.

The Japanese who had crossed the street immediately searched and attacked the houses across the street. A team of more than a dozen Japanese went up the street and attacked the middle along the walls of the door-faced rooms. Another group of Japanese continued to search and attack south along the street.

The puppet army that arrived first was hiding on the side street. In the house opposite, he carefully poked his head out and suddenly found the black window opposite, stretching out a row of black muzzles. One of the muzzles was facing him. His eyes were staring at the rifle aimed at him in horror. His mind was blank. He forgot to avoid it. He couldn't help but raise his hands, holding the rifle behind his back, trembling above his head, and his legs were no longer obedient. He could not even move his legs, so he was hiding.

A loud cry came from the opposite side: "Be careful of concealment!"

The rifle opposite seemed to have forgotten it and did not attack the puppet army that was the most advanced in the street to inquire about the news.

The puppet army stood in the room like a painting in the window, not daring to move, sweat flowing down his head, knowing that even if there was a slight sound of him, the rifle bullets on the opposite side would penetrate into his body.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house, which was followed by the puppet army and the Japanese. The sound made the heartbeat of the puppet army in the house beating faster. Then he saw the guns of the black holes opposite, and turned the guns at his rifle, and fires at his brothers on the street, perhaps the Japanese.

In the private houses defended by the Kuomintang, two machine guns also spewed out flames. The distance was too close and there was no need to aim. Based on the feeling, the bullets were attacking wantonly without firing. The machine gun stock kept hitting the machine gunman's shoulders backwards. The bullets went horizontally, and the rifle was shooting accurately. The small street was not long. The machine gun shells ran out of the machine gun happily, and after landing on the ground, they jumped over on the ground. The roar of the Czech machine gun was shocked in the private houses, which was a bit pleasant.

After a magazine was shot, the machine gunner quickly grabbed a magazine from the bunker in front of the house, replaced it and shocked wildly towards the street again. Behind the machine gun behind the door was the grim face, with his eyes wide open, and he was still muttering words. The sound of the machine gun boring was trembling with the machine gun jumping in the dim light inside the house.

Smokes of gunpowder burst out from the muzzle filled the room. Two soldiers of the National Army squatted on the ground on the right side of the machine gun position, guarding a pile of bullets. After the empty magazine was thrown down, a soldier picked it up and started to load it. The rough big hand trembled slightly. His loading speed was not fast, but it was stable and powerful. Bullets squeezed the spring in the magazine and were stuck in the magazine mouth. He was counting silently in his heart, twelve, thirteen, fourteen...

Almost five bullets of the rifle have been fired, and there are several unshot Japanese on the opposite side of the street who are not hit and fight back against the fire-lit locations using the Japanese corpses next to them.

The Japanese who were on the same side as the soldiers of the Kuomintang were also scared to the ground by the fierce gunfire and immediately fired in front of them, but they were on the same side as the soldiers of the Kuomintang, one inside the house and the other outside the house, and no one could hit anyone.

Several Japanese rushed into the house next to them. There was a half-man-high hole in the corner of the house. The muzzle flames of the rifle fire began to flash. The Japanese who rushed into the house raised their guns and started to fight back. A wave of bullets fired. Before the Japanese pulled the bolt again, a smoked grenade was thrown from the hole. The scattered Japanese shouted and immediately rushed out of the gate.

The Japanese who had not rushed into the house, who were still on the street, also stood up and planned to attack the shots. The broken doors and windows in front suddenly stretched out several arms, holding smoked things in their hands, and didn't even look outside. The smoked things flew towards the Japanese, and the extended arms quickly shrank back.

The black thing was thrown into the Japanese gang. The Japanese who reacted quickly crawled into the room next to them. The gunpowder in the smoked grenade body was ignited and exploded violently. The shrapnel flew into the Japanese gang's body, which was unable to dodge, and immediately wailed.

The Kuomintang soldiers had been injured by the Japanese artillery bombardment, and the ambulance team carried the injured soldiers away from the houses that were opened behind.

A team of Japanese soldiers attacking south rushed across this small street in the east and west direction. When they heard dense gunshots from behind, the attacking Japanese soldiers ignored them at all. His goal was to rush across this street and to the river behind this street, they could surround the national soldiers in these houses.

The soldiers of the National Army in the houses on both sides of the north-south streets had retreated, and the Japanese were not attacked.

The Japanese who had just rushed to the corner peeked at both sides of the river and immediately retracted their heads. There was a machine gun position on the opposite side of the river. When they saw the Japanese appearing, they immediately opened fire. The Czech machine gun fired at three points, dada dada... They happily emptied a magazine.

The artillery observer following the Japanese hurriedly whispered flags behind him. The Japanese grenades behind the Japanese were starting to raise the grenades in the street behind the corner. The deputy shooter stuffed the grenades into the muzzle. Unpredictably, a few rifles sounded in front of him. The bullet accurately penetrated the body of the Japanese grenades. The drum thrower did not have time to pull the fire, and his body trembled backwards to the ground.

The deputy shooter quickly stood up the throwing tube, and regardless of the direction, he pulled the fire. A stream of smoke came out of the mouth of the grenade tube. The grenade bomb rushed out of the muzzle and flew towards the Kuomintang army. In a panic, the grenade bomb stood too straight, and the grenade flew high, and then landed in the river. When it was in contact with the water, the powerful momentum triggered the fuse, exploded in the river, exploding in the river, exploding a high column of water.

The mortars were fired behind the Japanese, and the same test shot was fired. Because there were Japanese infantry in front of them, the test shots were whistling and hit a little far away, and exploded on the house across the river.

The artillery observers did not allow the mortars to be adjusted behind, and conveyed a signal of rapid fire. In this position, the infantry cannon was not very useful. The sound of six mortars and pounds in the back rang continuously, and dense shells smashed towards the opposite side of the river with a scream.
Chapter completed!