"Ka! Da! Da..."

The tongue of flames flashes, bullets dance!

The two machine guns that suddenly appeared suddenly opened fire, causing the two Japanese devils who had only needed to avoid the rifle to be stunned and paid a heavy price.

The lethality of the machine gun is indeed not comparable to that of the rifles. The two Japanese in front of them didn't have time to make any reaction. They were hit by the machine gun bullets and rolled down the mountain. Many of their companions who were hiding in a panic were tripped.

Being beaten to death can be considered a pleasure, but those who were hit to their limbs were miserable and were interrupted directly. They fell to the ground and rolled on the ground in pain. The screams even drowned out the sound of machine guns, shaking the mountains and fields.

The second Japanese, who had long been depressed, could no longer attack. Seeing their comrades around them died, and listening to their disabled comrades rolling there and screaming, as if they had seen their future, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away.

However, how could the Japanese Supervisors in the back give up easily, especially when they were just supervising the battle behind but letting their own dogs charge in front, there was no possibility of retreating easily.

I don’t know what the Japanese have done to the Japanese or made some promises. Anyway, when these two Japanese who turned around and wanted to retreat, they were even more cowardly when they faced the threat of the Japanese supervising team again.

But one thing is clear: the second Japanese were very afraid of the Japanese. Because even though they knew that they could not rush up at this time, they would die if they rushed forward, but facing the Japanese's bayonet, they turned around obediently.

However, the two Japanese knew that it was hard to see them in the middle. At this time, their ill-blooded and sloppy habits were offended: although under the threat of the Japanese with bayonets, they had to bite the bullet and continue to attack Qinglong Mountain. However, the Eighth Route Army in front was not easy to mess with.

Advance is death, and retreat is death. They actually chose not to advance or retreat, and they just moved forward a few steps. They were swept by the machine guns of the Eighth Route Army and immediately retreated a few steps. Then, under the threat of the Japanese, they advanced a few more steps, and...

However, what is interesting is that in the face of their cheating and cheating, the Japanese Supervisors chose to make a default decision. They just watched the tricks of the Japanese without urging them, giving people the feeling that they were watching the show.

If you don’t understand the tactical arrangements of the Japanese, you will definitely think that the Japanese drove the Japanese to test the firepower of the assault regiment, or the reality of the assault regiment. However, if you understand the tactical arrangements of the Japanese, you have to admire the Japanese.

In this way, they can not only test the virtuality and firepower points of the assault regiment, mark the artillery's subsequent shelling, but also prevent a Japanese devil from killing - anyway, it's someone else's dog, and it's dead, so there's no need to feel distressed.

The most important thing is that they can attract the attention of the assault team from the front, and make time to deploy for the main force attacking from the side, and reduce the assistance and losses of the main force attacking from the side.

So, this attack that looked like an act was actually the result of the unintentional cooperation between the two sides. It was just a loss to the second Japanese, who had sacrificed so much life in vain, but it was a dowry for others, and the death was almost worthless.

However, for the people in the fourth battalion, about 40 meters is the advantageous distance that can be attacked and defended by attacking and retreating. How can it be? These two Japanese devils must be defeated, and at least they must be defeated to retreat to a relatively safe distance for the assault regiment.

For Peng Peng, he understood Zhang Qingshan's deployment for this battle, and also knew that the role of his company was to deal with the frontal enemy, or to "act with the Japanese."

However, Peng Peng still had a little concern: ammunition!

The assault regiment has indeed reserved some weapons and ammunition in the past two months, but the problem is that the assault regiment itself does not have an arsenal and cannot obtain the support of friendly forces’ weapons and ammunition. Everything is captured on the battlefield and obtained from the Japanese. If one is consumed, one less is lost.

Just like what Zhang Qingshan said at the beginning, "The bullets are precious, and the Eighth Route Army's bullets are even more precious, because each bullet is seized from the enemy with blood and life..." So, not to mention commanders like Zhang Qingshan, even soldiers, when fighting, they are cautious and cautious about the use of bullets. Otherwise, there would be no frequent situations where the enemy is closer and then attacking. You must know that if you put the enemy closer and then attack, although there is a good advantage to the head, the problem is that it is more beneficial to the enemy: whether the enemy is counterattack or charge, the closer the enemy is, the more beneficial it is.

Now, after twenty or thirty minutes of shooting, some of the bullets were consumed, which made Peng Peng feel a little distressed.

When I saw the enemy, I stopped in front of about forty meters, and went in and backed, it looked like a farce, but for him, it was something he could not bear - we can't always consume bullets like this. Even if you can afford to die, I can't consume bullets.

"Comrades, use grenades to kill these bastards!"

Peng Peng roared, grabbed a grenade, twisted the lid, was about to pull the wire, and then... nothing happened.

Just about two meters wide, the stone staircase is surrounded by thorn forests. It is really a place to hide without a place to hide. This is an excellent place with the greatest power of a grenade - it is dropped by a grenade and has no place to run.

It used to be a rifle, plus a machine gun, and now it has to be included in the grenade. With such a combination, facing such a small width, the firepower is concentrated and there is no dead end. It is a fool who doesn’t run away.

"They are going to throw grenades, run away!"

"Oh my god, run!"

"Hurry up, I don't want to eat shrapnel!"

As soon as he heard Peng Peng's loud shout, the two Japanese devils in front who were already scared were as scared as if they were scared. They didn't even think about whether the other party's grenade could be thrown so far, nor did they think about avoiding it, and they had no time to think about these things. Or they were on the verge of collapse, but were just suppressed by the Japanese supervising team behind them. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and support them. Now, as threatened by the God of Death, they seemed to have found an excuse to collapse, and immediately howled and ran down the mountain regardless of the situation.

Some people imagined the tragic appearance of grenades exploding beside them, and they ventured into the thorns beside the stone stairs; some people held guns and turned to hate the Japanese commander team, and they would never give me a way out, and I would fight with you.

But what is strange is that the Japanese supervising team seemed to be nothing to do. When they saw this situation, they actually retreated first and ran very quickly, as neatly as they had made an appointment, which was very different from the Japanese's previous reputation of bravery. It was really shocking... Of course, just like someone among the Japanese who understood the Japanese's words, they would definitely hear it. The Japanese were chatting loudly while going down the mountain along the stone stairs. The content of the conversation was naturally contempt for the Japanese. Even if the Japanese did not understand the Japanese, they could still see how contempt the Japanese looked at the eyes of some Japanese who looked back while going down the mountain. However, the Japanese were the owner of the Japanese. As a dog, how dare they bit their masters? What's more, the Japanese were at this time when the Japanese were strong.

But if you think about the tactical arrangements of the Japanese devils carefully, it is worth understanding: they just want to attract attention and firepower. Besides, the Japanese devils are not the ones who die, so why should they be anxious to get angry? It is better to save their strength first, and when they really need it, then fight the frontal assault regiment to the death... For them, the main force responsible for attacking the flanks of the Qinglongshan Assault regiment has not arrived yet, then their current attack is just an appetizer: it is naturally a pleasure to be able to capture, and it is not a pity to not capture it.

Among the two Japanese devils, some of them were kind-hearted, or those who had been caring for them on weekdays, and they knew to help those injured companions run away. But if the guys had a bad conscience, they would do things much worse. They thought the people in front were blocking the way, and after shouting a few words, no one was willing to give in. In addition, the bullets chased and bit them, they immediately kicked them in anger. The person in front rushed forward and rushed to the bottom with the people in front. The mountain was steep, and when they rolled, they lost their focus. So, for a moment, dozens of guys screamed and rolled down the stone stairs.

If you are lucky, you can still catch the thorns beside the stone stairs in panic. Although you are pricked with blood, you don’t have to roll anymore. If you are unlucky, you will be able to roll down all the way, and your head will be broken and bloody. Some of them are directly hit and met the King of Hell on the spot.

When the two Japanese got away, Peng Peng ordered everyone to stop shooting, check weapons, count ammunition, and rescue the wounded...

Then, the first row pushed down and repaired it, and it was the second row's turn to go on - this was specially ordered by Zhang Qingshan, in order to train new recruits through such battles, make them become experienced veterans as soon as possible, and strengthen the overall practical capabilities of the assault regiment.

Peng Peng personally ran to the regiment headquarters to report on the battle: he always felt that the performance of the Japanese expelling the Japanese was closely related to the Japanese reinforcements, and revealed a great strangeness.

When he arrived at the regiment command post, he saw the political commissar, the leader of the regiment and the chief of staff gathered in front of the map to discuss something. He quickly shouted "report" and ran over without waiting for the three of them to reply.

Zhang Qingshan turned around and looked at Peng Peng, listened with his ears. Seeing that there was no gunshot outside, he understood.

He picked up the steel cup on the table and handed it to Peng Peng, and asked with a smile: "Old Peng, the fight was finished so soon, isn't it going well?"

Peng Peng took the steel cup, drank a few sips of water, put down the steel cup, wiped his mouth, and smiled: "Except for being blown up by the Japanese gunfire at the beginning, the rest is not called war, it is called target shooting."

Zhang Qingshan nodded with a smile, picked up a cigarette from the table, dispersed Peng Peng and everyone, signaled Peng Peng to sit down and lit the cigarette for him personally. After lighting a cigarette for himself, he asked, "Tell me what happened and what you think."

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Chapter completed!