under fire

In the darkness, a cold voice came out as if from hell: "Detonate the explosives!"

When fighting in open plains, pulling mines requires the miners to be close to the mine explosion point, which is not applicable.

Trip mines can usually only blow up the enemy's scouts or the first few people walking in front.

After Liu Yuanqing gave the order to detonate, he immediately yelled, "All teams, act according to the combat plan!"

boom.
The sound waves of the explosion instantly drowned out the voice of Liu Yuanqing, who was half a mile away.

The ground shook violently.

The explosion point was set extremely accurately, right on the path where the puppet army was marching.

The shock wave blew away one figure after another, leaving the puppet soldiers confused and not understanding why such a sudden change had occurred.

As for the understanding of explosions, we have seen them during previous raids, and many people have even been hit by them.

However, this only applies to the grenade explosion. The graves of the unlucky brothers are already covered with grass.

The puppet troops who came here were probably the ones with better luck.
However, this time the explosion seemed completely different from previous ones.

The explosions in the past were like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year!
This time, he was able to send his body weighing over 100 kilograms into the sky.
The flying stones and sand are no less destructive than the iron sand shot from a bird gun.

It can penetrate exposed skin, cut blood vessels, tear muscles, and even break bones, separating parts of limbs from the body.
A scream like the howling of ghosts and wolves just started.
boom.
Just three seconds later, the second explosion came again.

The broken limbs that were flying around before were picked up again before they even hit the ground.

The splashed sand and dirt rolled up again, flying, falling, shooting, and floating.
A violent storm suddenly came up.

Someone in the puppet army who was far away from the explosion point finally figured out what it was: a bomb!
The dull sound of the explosion was even comparable to the sound of shells fired by the Imperial Army's mountain artillery.

I was lying on the ground when the first explosion started. The second explosion was just like a force 18 gust of wind raging on my back.
The screams mixed in with the sound of the wind sounded clear and piercing, and one could even tell it was from a familiar teammate.
The voices on the left and right were tearing my heart apart like the end of the world.

Various sounds filled my ears, making a buzzing sound.
There were more than a hundred people in a company, and they were nearly a hundred meters away, so everyone was within the explosion range.
I was used to hearing the sound of artillery and explosions during previous raids, but this time it was my turn, and I finally realized how scary the explosions were.
The sky suddenly brightened.

Boo hoo hoo.
Tum-tum-tum.
Ta da da. Ta da da.
Puff puff.
There are bullets flying overhead!

There were heavy machine guns roaring in the distance, and Czech light machine guns seemed to be humming in the distance.
The smoke and mud raised by the explosion was more exaggerated than expected.

The leader of the Jingshe team was a little dumbfounded, and turned around and shouted: "Liu, you can't see any enemies, what should you do?"

"Stand by!" Liu Yuanqing's eyesight was not very good. He looked at the blurry figures in the distance and said, "Drop bombs!"

Unfortunately, the sound of machine gun fire nearby completely drowned out his roar.

Beep beep beep beep
A copper whistle suddenly made a sharp sound.

The soldier who was rushing towards the smoke arrogantly quickly lay down, then pulled the grenade from his waist, unscrewed the back cover, put his little finger into the pull ring, swung his arm and threw the grenade into the smoke.
Boom boom boom.
Grenades exploded in the smoke.
A group of people holding submachine guns passed by the grenade-throwing soldier and said, "Don't throw it. If you blow it up again, I won't see anything when I rush in."

Behind and to the left and right of each figure holding a Mauser pistol, there was a figure holding a rifle with a bayonet.

"Stay in formation...don't run around..."

At first glance it seems a bit messy, but in fact there are three people in a group, and three groups form a large group in a V-shape. The three large groups have almost 30 people in a row, and they are running towards the location of the rolling smoke.

"Three people in a group! Keep the formation, don't mess up. Group nine, I tell you guys, slow down your pace."

Behind them, there were more than 30 militiamen carrying cloth bags.
"No matter he lives or dies, I'll shoot him again and stab him with a bayonet." Li Laosi's voice was almost broken like a devil.

It's a life-and-death fight on the battlefield, and there is no room for any sympathy.

A kind army cannot be commanded by a merciful force. This is not just talk. The idea of ​​"surrendering your weapons will not kill you" is only said when one has taken the complete initiative and wants to reduce one's own casualties.

Flares are coming one after another...

Two large clouds of smoke and dozens of grenades completely enveloped the area of ​​more than 100 meters where the puppet army was attacked.

The pseudo-company commander was knocked to the ground by the shock wave of the first explosion. He had some skills to become a company commander. While lying on the ground, he subconsciously hugged his head and lay between his subordinates to avoid the machine gun bullets that were plowing the ground.

Then he dodged the grenade which exploded countless times.
This guy was no pushover either. In his fear, he managed to stay calm and figure out the direction the machine gun bullets were coming from. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Retreat! Retreat to the west! Get closer to the first company!"

A hundred meters to the north, the Japanese soldiers who were following the puppet army and supervising the battle were not affected by the explosion.

Lying on the ground, I watched the lights rising up into the sky and slowly descending.

Since when did the Eighth Route Army start using such high-tech weapons?
The light emitted by the flares could not illuminate a wide area, and the Japanese determined that their current position should be beyond the enemy's observation range.

Looking at the Eighth Route Army soldiers running out from the east, he immediately half-knelt and aimed his gun at those figures.

叭.
After the gunshot, a running figure immediately fell down.

叭勾
Another one fell.
Ba Hook.
The elites of the Imperial Army are really good at shooting. They fight security battles against guerrillas every day. This time they encountered a strong opponent, which instead aroused their inherent ferocity.

The ejaculation team observer did not notice anything unusual when he saw the first person in the team rushing towards the smoke fall down.

It is not uncommon to fall while running.

As the second and third people fell, all near the north, it was immediately discovered that something was wrong.

The telescope looked north for only two seconds, and then he shouted, "Report! There are enemies in the north!"

The elite shooting team soldiers who had not fired a single shot in the first round of attack all turned their guns to the north.

I opened my eyes wide and soon discovered the faint gunfire...

The observer's voice sounded: "Target, three, eleven o'clock direction. Half-crouch free shooting..."

The three devils were more than two hundred meters away from the precision shooting team.

At the edge of the flare's light.
With the observer's guidance, more than ten rifles searched for the target one after another.

Shooting in a prone position on the ground has a more stable trajectory than shooting in a half-crouching position.

Bang bang bang.
Bang bang bang.
The rifle fired almost as fast as the light machine gun.
The bullets whizzed towards the target under the pale light of the flares.
puff.
The Japanese sergeant who was aiming at a static target in the smoke suddenly felt as if his head was hit by a train. Then he seemed to hear a bang, and his thoughts stopped.
The body leans to the side.
The other two Japanese soldiers squatting nearby were about to yell to the sergeant, "Na Li".
The sound of bullets entering flesh was "puff puff puff" and bullets were hitting the arms, thighs, chest and lower abdomen one after another.
According to battlefield regulations, the three Japanese soldiers who were supervising the battle were not assigned any combat tasks.

They should have arranged for someone to run back and report the battlefield situation to the lieutenant as soon as the puppet army was attacked.

However, they have been sweeping the "local" Eighth Route Army and guerrillas for many years, and capturing unarmed Eighth Route Army intelligence personnel.

I never considered that words like injury and death would be related to them.

The sergeant was killed by a bullet in the head.

The two Japanese corporals were hit by several bullets, but unexpectedly did not die immediately.

Judging from the enemy's firepower, tactics, and reaction speed, it was definitely not the work of the Eighth Route Army. They were even more powerful than the regular army of the Nationalist Army.

I have to go back and report to my superiors.
The Japanese soldier A who was shot five times said: "Go back quickly, I will cover you"

The Japanese soldier who was shot four times said in a trembling voice: "I was shot in the calf and can't run."

The Japanese soldier said bitterly: "It's over, I was shot in the abdomen and can't get up"

The well-trained soldiers were not exaggerating. Even after being shot and falling to the ground, the two devils still did not forget to observe the battlefield.

Suddenly, I saw a figure of the Imperial Army rushing out of the smoke and running northward.
The two devils looked at each other, and saw the joy in each other's eyes, and said in unison: "Let him go and report the news!"

In their perception, the Imperial Army was just dogs. If the Imperial Army told them to go east, they would never dare to go west.

As long as they waited for the main force of the Imperial Army to arrive, not only would they be saved, but their companions would also be able to put an end to all those despicable ambushes.

As Lu Yuangui ran north, his head was buzzing. He just wanted to leave here.

Most of the teammates who were attacked were injured or killed.
The masked demons in the smoke shot and killed their teammates who raised their guns to surrender.
The figure following behind those demons stabbed them one after another with a bayonet.

There is no point in pretending to be dead, the only option is to run.

Fall and get up
The devil is so scary that he can turn night into day.
Run, run.
He had only one thought in his mind, to run out of the smoke and into the darkness to the north.

There is still hope for my life.
Beside me, in my ears, I could hear the whistling of bullets from time to time.
"Ouch!" Suddenly, my calf seemed to be grabbed by a ghost.
He fell flat on his face... (End of this chapter)