Sanada Yukimura's expression changed, he rushed to the corner and touched his face. His white gloves were instantly soaked with blood and turned red.

"idiot!"

He let out an angry and low roar, but some people dared to resist and killed the imperial soldiers in front of him.

"Kill all the Chinese people!"

At the Huguchang, the Japanese who heard the squadron leader's order pulled the bolt of the gun and were about to press the pressing iron of the Type 92 heavy machine gun.

Da da da!

Da da da da da da!

Da da!

Gunshots like exploding beans suddenly rang out from all directions, and more than a dozen Japanese were beaten into sieves in an instant.

"Enemy attack!" Sanada Yukimura roared, "Meet the enemy!"

The Japanese soldiers did not care about the common people in the grain field. They looked for bunkers in the rain of bullets, turned their guns, and shot around.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was just in the west. The dazzling sunlight blocked the Japs' sight, making it impossible to see the ridge on the west side clearly.

As soon as the crooked machine gun was set up, the Japs machine gunner was shot through the head by a bullet from an unknown source.

A squad of Japanese soldiers responsible for guarding the entrance to the village relied on wall bunkers to defend themselves.

The soldiers of the Second Company and the Third Company were almost rushing towards the Japs. The rain of bullets composed of light machine guns and submachine guns made the Japs at the entrance of the village unable to raise their heads.

A Japanese soldier behind the wall took out a melon grenade from his waist, knocked it on his helmet, and stood up to throw it.

Before the grenade was released, more than a dozen submachine gun bullets instantly turned the Japanese's torso into a hornet's nest, leaving blood holes all over his body.

Then the Japanese's body fell to the ground like a wooden stake. With a muffled sound and several screams, the three Japanese behind the wall were instantly killed.

More than a dozen grenades were thrown into several walls almost at the same time, killing all the Japanese in a squad.

A Japanese soldier carrying a Japanese flag with a sun-covered flag walked up to Sanada Yukimura and said: "Squadron leader, a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers were found at the entrance of the village. Their firepower was very fierce, and all the Tanaka team was smashed to pieces!"

The muscles in Sanada Yukimura's cheeks trembled slightly, and he ordered: "Order the soldiers to add up the mortars and machine guns, and use grenade launchers to fight back, and be sure to block the eight-way attack!"

"Hai!" The sergeant responded immediately, crouching and trotting out.

The team leader on the side whispered to Yukimura Sanada: "Your Excellency, squadron leader, there seems to be a lot of people in the eight directions after hearing the gunshots. I suggest you retreat immediately and go back to Xia Dian to ask for help from the team leader!"

"Baga!" Sanada Yukimura slapped him, "Migan-kun, there is no word "escape" in the dictionary of Imperial Japanese soldiers. I think you are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Sangan covered his face and paused: "Hai!"

"Why don't you quickly organize your soldiers to fight back?" Sanada Yukimura scolded angrily.

"Hai!"

The three team captains crouched and filed out of the courtyard door.

Sanada Yukimura glanced at the burning torch on the ground, but finally did not dare to reach out to pick it up. He was afraid that the snipers from the Eighth Route Army were still staring at this place.

Following behind the three team captains, he walked out of the courtyard door with his body bent.

As soon as the captain of the Sangan team at the front showed his head, a bullet flew through his head and took off his military cap.

The two team leaders and Sanada Yukimura took advantage of the enemy sniper's bullet loading gap to quickly dodge to the wall.

Sanada Yukimura was glad that he didn't pick up the torch, otherwise the bullet might have been shot into his head.

Under the organization of squadron leader Yukimura Sanada and two squad leaders, the Japanese soldiers regained their strong nature after a brief panic.

The Japanese soldiers used grenades and grenades to suppress the Eighth Route Army's offensive rhythm, and set up Type 92 heavy machine guns and crooked light machine guns.

The Japanese soldiers set up fire points on the roofs of more than a dozen houses and intersections near the entrance of the village.

As soon as the soldiers in the front row of the Second Company rushed to the intersection, four or five tongues of fire shot over them, and four or five of them fell instantly.

Then grenades and grenades fell, almost covering the intersection.

"Yoxi!" Seeing the Eighth Route Army being repelled, Sanada Yukimura shouted proudly.

At this time, light and heavy machine guns on both sides of the village suddenly rang out, and a fire net of more than twenty light and heavy machine guns enveloped more than a dozen houses.

The Japanese who were on fire on the roof screamed and fell down one after another.

"Damn it!" The proud look on Sanada Yukimura's face instantly froze, "Why does the machine gun on Route 8 still have bullets?"

The machine guns on both sides had stopped firing, and he thought all the bullets had been fired.

Sanada Yukimura had direct confrontations with the Eighth Route Army more than two or three times. Each time, the Eighth Route Army almost finished four or five rounds of bullets and rushed forward to fight with bayonets.

The Eighth Route Army's machine guns were even more pitiful, and they were overwhelmed by the imperial army in terms of light and heavy firepower.

Wang Chengzhu finally built a mortar position, with five mortars placed in a row.

After adjusting the mortar launch, Wang Chengzhu gave the order with an angry expression: "Let go!"

Soldiers from the artillery battery put shells into the mortar barrel.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, five mortar shells rose into the air, with a death scream, and slammed down on the Japs' heads.

"Mortar!" Sanada Yukimura's expression changed drastically and he shouted, "Get out of here quickly!"

However, it was already too late, before the Japanese soldiers could react.

Along with a series of explosions, balls of dazzling red light and smoke instantly enveloped the house where the Japs were.

Two of the shells landed in the same yard, and only two loud bangs were heard. The four or five Japanese squatting in the yard were instantly blown to pieces with limbs and arms and blood raining everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, mortar shells fell one after another.

The dozen or so houses where the Japanese were hiding were instantly blown into a pile of rubble with loud banging noises.

Sudden and continuous mortar shells attacked, and most of the Japanese were killed before they could react.

The Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were also stunned by the explosion and their heads were buzzing.

After the explosion, Sanada Yukimura emerged from a pile of rubble, dusted off his body, and dropped his command knife to someone unknown.

Looking at the houses that were almost razed to the ground and the corpses of Imperial Army soldiers all over the ground.

He couldn't help but look horrified.

According to intelligence, this is just the outskirts of the Eighth Route Base Area, with only small groups of guerrillas operating, and there will never be a large-scale Eighth Route main force.

Which Eighth Route Army is the enemy, and why does it have such powerful firepower?

"Retreat!" Sanada Yukimura roared.

More than thirty Japs followed behind Yukimura Sanada, fighting back while retreating deeper into the village.

From time to time, Yukimura's Japanese soldiers struggled to stand up from the explosion. The next moment, they were beaten to a pulp by soldiers from the Second Company who rushed in with submachine guns.

The second company and the third company took advantage of the victory and pursued the enemy. The firepower of submachine guns filled the narrow alleyway as if they were in an uninhabited land.

The Japanese who gathered around Nakata Yukimura were shot in the body and fell down like wheat.

Finally, Nakata Yukimura and a dozen Japanese soldiers retreated to a courtyard, where they found villagers hiding in panic.

When the soldiers of the second company rushed into the yard with submachine guns in hand, they saw a dozen Japanese soldiers blocking villagers No. 78 in front of them.

The two sides suddenly fell into a confrontation.

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