"Hi!" Chiba Matsutaro paused and walked out.

Heshun County, Japanese Military Police.

In the open space inside and outside the gate, countless yellow tents were erected on the street.

Outside the tent, many Japanese soldiers were sitting in the open space smoking and playing cards, and some were cleaning mountain cannons and field guns.

These Japs are the ace in Jingguan Ren's hand - the 36th Artillery Regiment.

More than a dozen trucks drove over, and the Japanese artillerymen stood up one after another and looked toward the end of the street.

Behind the truck were a steady stream of Japanese soldiers, running in an orderly manner, making a neat tapping sound on the floor of the county town.

After these Japs arrived, they stood neatly not far away, and the Japs on the truck also jumped out one after another.

The Wolf Fang Squadron also jumped down from the truck and stood together with the Japanese.

After a while, a Japanese officer began to click on his fingers.

The Japanese officer's actions shocked everyone in the Langya Squadron.

They didn't expect that they had just arrived in Heshun, and before they had rested, the Japanese would start ordering the meat.

But before the order was even half-way through, a Japanese lieutenant colonel came on horseback and said a few words to the Japanese officer.

The Japanese officer quickly waved his hand: "Target Machigou, hahaha, hahaha!"

Duan Peng understood the Japanese officer's words and quickly waved to the team members: "Haha Gu, haha ​​Gu!"

The team members jumped on the trucks one after another, and within a short time, more than a dozen trucks were full. The Japanese who were not in the trucks had to rely on two legs.

The truck started, and the four trucks of the Wolf Fang Squadron followed the Japanese truck and drove towards the city gate.

After driving out of the city gate, they turned another corner and drove southwest along the road.

The Japanese artillerymen looked at the empty streets and couldn't help but look at each other.

…

On the north side of Machi Valley, on the highway.

The Japs' vanguard, numbering about two hundred men, rushed toward the special operations group's position with bayonets in hand.

Gu Zidi, the third company commander at the forward position, fired the pre-laid mines.

Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...

More than twenty streaks of muddy mist were lifted up, and the Japs' vanguard were instantly enveloped in firelight and gunpowder smoke.

Before the Japanese could react, five or six machine gun fire points, rifles, and submachine guns opened fire at the same time, and the gunshots rang out like exploding beans.

Rain-like bullets were fired at the Japanese, and the sound of bullets tearing apart flesh continued to sound.

Because the smoke obscured the sight, the Japanese couldn't see anyone at all, so they had no choice but to shoot forward randomly.

In less than a minute, only about 30 Japanese soldiers were left and fled back in embarrassment.

Seeing the Japanese escape, the soldiers of the Third Company retreated one after another.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and through the field of view of the telescope, Suzuki Nagai saw only silence in front of him, not even a single shadow.

The key point is that the terrain in this area is very complicated, and there is no possibility of taking a detour. The highway is the only way to Heshun.

Adjutant Ura Yuichiro said to Suzuki Nagai.

"Your Excellency, Captain, these Eighth Route Army troops actually planted so many landmines on the highway in such a short period of time."

"And their firepower is so fierce that our soldiers can't rush through them."

"The division commander called back and the reinforcements are on the way!"

"The Eighth Route Cavalry has been temporarily blocked."

"Why don't we seize the top of a hill and wait for reinforcements?"

"No!" Suzuki Nagai said flatly: "Uratomo-kun, you have also learned about the artillery of the Eighth Route Army. If we occupy the top of the hill, their artillery shells will kill us all before we get reinforcements!"

"Now we can only have a glimmer of hope by rushing out of the eight-pronged encirclement at one go!"

At this time, there was a booming sound from behind.

After a while, a Japanese soldier ran up to Suzuki Nagai, paused and said: "Captain, the artillerymen from the 8th Route are up and are shelling our rear wing!"

Suzuki Nagai quickly picked up the telescope and looked back.

I saw that the hilltop where the rear wing was occupied by Japanese troops blocking the Eighth Route Cavalry and infantry was shrouded in flames and gunpowder smoke.

Seeing this, Suzuki Nagai's expression became fierce, he quickly pulled out his command knife and pointed forward: "Kill the chicken for me!"

Since most of the heavy firepower weapons were lost in the previous bombardment, the only way to break through the Eighth Route Defense line at this time was to rely on pig breakthroughs.

If you can get out, you will live; if you can't, you will die.

Under Suzuki Nagai's order, the Japanese all had fierce expressions on their faces, and more than a thousand Japanese charged toward the front with bayonets in their hands, howling and screaming.

Soon, the Japs arrived at the area where the previous battle took place. The Japs stepped on the corpses of their comrades and continued to rush forward.

Just after passing through the fighting area, I saw that in the middle of the road ahead, countless machine gun fire points had been set up on Route 8.

Even the Eighth Route Army built a defensive position with sandbags in such a short period of time.

But at this time, the Japanese had no way out and could only rush forward.

Seeing the defensive position of the Eighth Route Army, Suzuki Nagai was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then he pointed the knife forward: "Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

The Japanese soldiers were like crazy, howling and screaming, and launched a desperate charge towards the Eighth Route Army's position.

On the position of the special battle group, Wei Dayong looked through the telescope and saw at a glance the Japanese commander opposite who wore the rank of Colonel.

"Jiang Maocai, look in that direction, have you seen the Japanese colonel?" Wei Dayong handed the binoculars to Jiang Maocai.

Jiang Maocai picked up the telescope and looked in the direction Wei Dayong pointed, and nodded: "Well, Captain, I saw it!"

Wei Dayong: "Kill him, and this Mauser 98k sniper rifle will be yours from now on."

"Really?" Jiang Maocai's eyes lit up, "Captain, do you keep your word?"

"When did I ever lie to you?" Wei Dayong's lips curled up slightly.

Jiang Maocai then took off his sniper rifle from his back, unloaded and loaded it, put the butt of the gun on his shoulder and aimed at the Japanese commander.

His eyes, expressions and movements all looked extremely serious.

boom--

Jiang Maocai pulled the trigger.

The bullet rushed out of the gun barrel and shot towards the Japanese commander.

By coincidence, an unlucky Japanese soldier happened to sway to the right while running forward, was hit by a bullet in the face, and fell forward to the ground.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers were less than 200 meters away from the position, and they opened fire at the Japanese soldiers.

The gunshots rang out like exploding beans, and a hail of bullets shot towards the Japs. The Japs commander took cover while running forward.

"Jiang Maocai, you have to hurry up." Wei Dayong said from the side, "There are probably many sharpshooters in our regiment targeting him now."
Chapter completed!