"The second, third and third companies, and the firepower company, besiege the remaining little Japs together!"

"The fire company set up the mortars. We have our own equipment and the ones the regiment commander gave us last night. All are set up!"

"The Japs had a good idea of ​​relying on the yard to wait for help, but they ignored one problem!"

"The courtyard wall can stop the bullets we shoot, but it can't stop the cannonballs falling from the sky!"

"We have six mortars, and the yard is so big. If twenty or thirty shells hit it, it can blow it up all over!"

"Just now, they were on the street. Their formation was too scattered and the power of the artillery shells could not be exerted, so the artillery platoon never took action! Now they have gathered in the yard, just in time for our artillery platoon to open up!"

The enemy changed and we changed, and while the battalion was making tit-for-tat changes, the Japanese captain at the foot of the city wall panicked!

"Sir, it's the signal flare fired by the 4th Squadron. It's a distress signal. They must be besieged by the Eighth Route Army and are in urgent need of reinforcements!" the lieutenant shouted anxiously when he saw the flare!

The captain frowned and shouted: "Bagh Yalu, who can tell me what happened on the battlefield!"

"Three reinforced squads suddenly disappeared, three reconnaissance teams are gone, and now even a reinforced squadron of reinforcements is in danger. Do you need to directly ask the headquarters for help?"

"What tricks did our opponents use? How many troops did they have? They were able to defeat our reinforced squadron in such a short period of time. We had no choice but to ask for help from our superiors!"

No one answered his question, and his subordinates remained silent!

Hearing the gunfire coming from the battlefield becoming more and more intense, the captain did not dwell on this issue forever!

The situation was urgent and he decisively ordered: "The Third Squadron, immediately reinforce the battlefield. We must rescue the Fourth Squadron and set off now!"

The lieutenant immediately reminded: "Sir, there are only two infantry squads left in the third squadron!"

The captain glared at the lieutenant and cursed angrily: "Besides the third squadron, do we have any other troops that can reinforce the battlefield? Execute the order!"

While more than a hundred little Japs were rushing toward the battlefield, the remaining soldiers of the Fourth Squadron, less than fifty men, were suffering under artillery fire!

People are being killed and injured every moment!

The vice-captain and his subordinates lay on the ground together. Whenever screams reached his ears along with the explosion, his eyes would jump and the expression of heartache on his face would become even stronger!

First Battalion Commander Chen Bing was so right. The Eighth Route Army attacked them with mortars, which he did not expect!

But there is no regret in the world, so he can only hold on with his men and pray that the bombardment will end soon!

However, Lady Luck was not on his side!

"boom……"

A cannonball hit less than one meter away from him!

The shell exploded, and the powerful shock wave instantly knocked him unconscious!

Even though he was lying on the ground, two shell fragments still penetrated his body!
Chapter completed!