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Chapter 1435 Fierce Battle

The shells streaked across the sky with a sound, fell to the ground, and exploded with a bang, sending rocks and smoke flying all over the sky.

"You damn Milong, you're the one who instigated Wang Gong to open fire." Bula hid in the anti-artillery cave, cursing angrily.

"So what?" Milong said confidently, "If we don't fight the Japanese, they won't fight us?"

After two rounds of artillery fire, Wang Yan did not bother to count the casualties. He shouted, "The Japanese are coming. Kill them!"

The defeated soldiers moved quickly, all stood up, and fought back with their weapons.

Milong picked up the machine gun and fired at the enemy.

Wang Yan walked over and slapped him on the head: "Why didn't you start shooting when you were only two miles away from them? Burst fire! Burst fire! We don't have unlimited bullets! Don't you know how to live frugally and manage your household?"

So Milong started firing obediently, the short bursts of "da da da, da da da" were particularly conspicuous on the battlefield filled with heavy gunfire.

Wang Yan kept moving in the trenches, even going to other positions. After all, it was impossible for more than 300 people to all be on one hill. They had to be arranged reasonably to form cross fire.

He was not afraid of being exposed. He ran around behind to check the responses of the defeated soldiers, pointing out some problems from time to time, and also trying to rescue the soldiers who had just been injured in the explosion.

Positional warfare is relatively simpler. It is to reasonably distribute firepower and adjust the firepower distribution in time according to the enemy's attack. Arrange the replenishment of ammunition, the staggered replacement of personnel, and so on.

In this battle, their position was on a slope, with a height difference and geographical advantage, so they had the advantage and it was relatively easier for them to fight.

After going back and forth like this, he took out his gun and started to call out names accurately.

He only attacked the commander, and within a few hundred meters, he would attack anyone who shouted. Without the commander, the Japanese attack would be disorganized.

He even found time to shoot a Japanese soldier who was behind him and was watching the battle through a telescope, and shot him down with one shot.

He saw clearly that after the Japanese soldier fell to the ground, the surrounding Japanese soldiers hurriedly came out to protect him and brought him back. It seemed that they were of high rank.

After a while, the attacking Japanese withdrew their troops and the battle was over in less than twenty minutes.

"1, 2, 3, 4..."

Bu La was counting the bodies below and said happily, "We killed fifty-seven Japanese soldiers. Oh, no, including the few before, and I saw Wang Gong kill another Japanese commander just now, so we killed more than sixty people in this battle."

"Oh my god, have the casualties been counted?" Wang Yan shouted.

"It's out, it's out. We have six dead and seven seriously injured." Yao Ma just took a walk and counted the numbers. "Prince, a great victory, a great victory!"

Wang Yan waved his hands, not happy about the results. He killed 20 of the 60-odd people, all commanders at all levels. There were about 300 people, and the other side also had about 300 people, which was still a little less.

Of course, this is the number of those killed directly. There are also those who suffered injuries of varying degrees, and some of them are certainly incurable. The results of the war can be further expanded. Almost one third of the Japanese were killed in one battle.

But in the final analysis, it was Wang Yan who got the upper hand by sniping the commander, otherwise the fight wouldn't have been so easy and it wouldn't have ended so quickly.

He immediately stopped the people who were about to run out to touch the corpse, and asked them to quickly run into the cave and hide.

As expected by Wang Yan, a large number of shells came flying at him after a while, and this time the artillery fire was far stronger than the last time.

"Lord, you didn't kill some important person, did you? Xiao Dongyang has gone crazy, hahaha..." Bula was covered in dust after being bombarded, but he was not afraid. Instead, he laughed out loud.

The other cannon fodders were also screaming and shouting, very excited.

Wang Yan might have really killed a great man. After enduring a round of artillery fire, Wang Yan's side was organized to rebuild the defense line. The Japanese army launched an attack the next afternoon.

This time, a large battalion of troops was directly mobilized to attack the small hill. With the cover of artillery fire, the Japanese army advanced madly and suddenly increased its strength.

Now everyone knew that Wang Yan had really killed an important figure. Otherwise, the Japanese army would not have launched such a crazy attack.

"Lord Wang, who do you think we hit?" Bula followed Wang Yan and asked while loading bullets.

"Either he is a high-ranking official or a young master with a good family background."

"Does Xiao Dongyang also look at the background?"

"The world is the same wherever you go. There's nothing new."

Wang Yan loaded the gun with five bullets and pushed the bolt to load it. He glanced around and saw someone watching the battle with a telescope in the back. The distance was quite far, but it was still a relatively open area. He was lying there and looked quite cautious.

So Wang Yan smiled slightly, took aim, and quickly fired five shots, emptying the magazine. Then he let his men reload his gun while he used the telescope to look.

Seeing the chaos over there again, Wang Yan laughed and said to Bula, "Another high-ranking official has been killed."

"Okay! Hahaha..." Bu La laughed quite wildly.

The people nearby were firing their guns and asking what was going on and what they were laughing at. This spread to the ears of the fleeing soldiers. For a moment, their morale was boosted a lot. Looking at the nearly a thousand people surrounding them from below, they felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Wang Yan's gunfire almost never stopped, and he continued to carry out precise strikes.

In today's era, the power of a sharpshooter is quite large. According to incomplete statistics, during World War II, it took hundreds or even thousands of bullets to kill a person. A few decades later, the US military, which had undergone tactical reforms, needed tens of thousands of bullets to kill a person.

Even though the gunfire was very fierce, not many people were effectively killed.

On the current battlefield, Wang Yan is the absolute god of death. Wherever he looks, he can basically kill an enemy with one shot, and if he doesn't kill them, he can seriously injure them and make them lose their combat effectiveness.

At the same time, because he was hitting commanders and points with strong firepower, the impact on the Japanese army was even greater. The more he hit, the more difficult it was for the Japanese army to transmit their command, and the weaker their firepower became. Even when the machine guns were on the ground, no one dared to pick them up.

In order to coordinate his powerful firepower, Wang Yan even found three people to follow him and load bullets into his guns. He took turns firing four rifles, and he was more powerful than a machine gun. The whole battle lasted from the afternoon until dark. During this period, the Japanese army used various methods, such as strong attack, detour, and artillery bombardment, but no matter what method they used, they were unable to approach the trench within 20 meters.

The outcome of the battle was unknown. Only more than 50 people died and more than 30 were seriously injured. Wang Yanduan killed 23 people, and the remaining 10 or so seriously injured depended on their luck. In total, one third of the troops were killed.

They were still laughing and joking in the morning, but in the afternoon, people were gone. The loss was so great that the atmosphere on the battlefield froze.

After arranging for people to cook, Wang Yan personally led his men down from the battlefield, dug pits in the north, and buried his dead comrades.

When the fighting stopped, William also drove over here. Seeing dozens of corpses piled on the ground, he asked in shock: "Wang, what did you do?"

"Maybe we killed some important person of theirs." Wang Yan climbed out of the pit and told William about what happened yesterday. Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket. This was the supply he got from William.

William took the cigarette and said, "Wang, it's not possible, it's certain! You must have shot and killed their important people. Otherwise, their offensive would never be as fierce as it is today."

"William, you've seen the situation. I may not be able to hold on for even six days." Wang Yan took a puff of cigarette, patted William on the shoulder, and retorted.

"Even if you didn't see what happened today, you should have heard it. The Japanese are crazy. They sent out at least a battalion of troops this afternoon. After fighting for half a day today, I estimate that at least 500 of them were killed. This loss is even greater. The Japanese must hate us to death. They may send more troops to attack us, which we cannot afford."

"But Wang, maybe the Japanese will temporarily give up this place because you are difficult to fight. You know, we still have strength here, and your people haven't completely retreated. I don't think they will affect the entire layout of Myanmar because of this place."

"That's what you think, William." Wang Yan shook his head. "There's an old saying in our country: It's better to believe it than not to believe it. We should prepare for the worst."

"You can't do this, King. I've given you the weapons and ammunition. You must abide by the agreement!" William shouted loudly. He was very angry.

"The price of abiding by the agreement is that we all die here. You know, William, we are already abandoned, why should we care so much? We must ensure our own survival, and only on this basis can we eliminate more enemies."

"Are you leaving today? Perhaps it was a huge mistake for me to contact your superiors..."

Wang Yan shook his head. "William, if possible, I am willing to help you. Because you are really generous and gave us weapons, ammunition and even precious and scarce medicines. But I can't listen to your arrangements from now on. I have to control my own destiny. I will take the initiative tonight and see what happens first.

If the situation is good, we will still be here tomorrow. If not, William, don't blame me, I just want to stay useful, maintain the combat effectiveness of the troops, and kill the enemy better. And in reality, you and I were captured at the same time, and your treatment will definitely be better than mine, this is an indisputable fact. "

William shook his head in disappointment: "King, you will kill us."

"You and I both have only one life. You can't let me throw my life away here for yours. This doesn't make sense."

"A soldier's duty is to obey orders!"

"I am not an abandoned soldier. William, no one can order me now! I only obey myself. My mission is to lead my brothers to survive and continue to kill the enemy."

"King, although I know it will be of no use, I will still tell your superiors what you have done."

"This is your power." Wang Yan nodded without comment.

William shouted angrily, threw the cigarette on the ground, and turned away...

After burying the dead brothers, just as Wang Yan was having dinner, Long Wenjian rushed over from the east with more than a hundred people.

"Have you finished eating?" Wang Yan asked.

"We're done!" Long Wenjian replied, "What are your plans, old man?"

"What else can we plan? A surprise attack! They suffered heavy casualties during the day, so they must be exhausted at night. We sent out scouts, but no reinforcements were seen. But we can't guarantee that the Japanese are on the same page as us, so I told Fanla to be careful and alert, and to pack up and run if anything goes wrong.

I will go out for a surprise attack later. I will leave this to you. Lead the team for me. The goal is to keep more of the brothers alive and keep them useful. If we are really separated, I will have someone tell Fanla that you have heard it, so run north and we will definitely be able to reunite."

"Is it so bad?" Long Wenjian was not clear about the specific situation.

Today the east was very quiet, there was no attack at all, they were all attacking this side. Long Wenjian and Fanla didn't know what was going on here, they just listened to the noise of the battle and were extremely alert, but they were alert for the whole afternoon in vain.

"We killed a big shot from the Japanese, and today we wiped out half of their battalion. This hatred is huge."

After listening to what happened, Long Wenjian said thoughtfully: "My Lord, I don't think the Japanese will waste their energy here. After all, our people haven't retreated yet. They are fighting a large army of tens of thousands of people. As I said before, the Japanese will not use heavy troops here in the short term. They have to drive our large army away first."

"We can't take it lightly. We still have to make the necessary preparations. No matter what, I'm going to give him a good beating today. Otherwise, when they recover and send more troops here, we'll be completely trapped."

"You are a man of foresight!"

"Go away." Wang Yan waved his hand in disdain. "Come on, come on, we know Long Wenjian, so listen to him from now on. If we get separated, he can take you back. Don't be unconvinced, he's a lieutenant colonel, and he obeys me more, and he's my deputy here."

Then, Wang Yan gave some instructions, and after dinner, he led a company of soldiers and left in a roundabout way under the cover of night, making a big circle and heading towards the temporary Japanese base...

In the middle of the night, when Long Wenjian and others were still in a daze, they heard sudden gunshots. The night was very quiet and the gunshots were very clear.

Long Wenjian woke up with a start and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay, brothers. Those who need to be alert should be alert, and those who need to sleep should sleep. Don't let your rest be affected."

"Hey, who's that, do you think my brother can win?" Milong lit a cigarette and looked at the flashing lights in the distance.

Long Wenjian snatched the cigarette from his mouth: "We will definitely win. Wang Gong is a god from heaven who came down to earth to deal with the Japanese devils."

"You're good at talking." Bu La snatched the cigarette from his mouth again.

"No, the foreigner gave us a lot of cigarettes, what are you trying to steal?" Milong said unhappily.

"Then you have to keep it, it will be hard to get cigarettes later..."

Everyone was joking around, and the sound of gunfire was still echoing in the night sky...

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