Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 934 Bottom of the Cliff
Even though they were Type B troops, the combat effectiveness of the Japs during this period was still very strong.

After a group of people were killed or injured by the stones, the Japanese soldiers quickly found the Eighth Route Army soldiers who ambushed them and began to fight back, using some of the rolled down stones as cover.

The sound of gunfire was sparse and not intense, but the screams of the devils could be heard every few seconds.

The battle was not fierce, but the Japanese were being eliminated in an orderly manner.

In terms of marksmanship, the Japanese were slightly better. Even though they shot from high ground, they still injured several Eighth Route Army soldiers.

After ten minutes, the Japanese soldiers who could fight were basically wiped out, and the rest found cover and dared not show up.

Han Liang turned his hat brim back and swallowed his saliva. "Bah, you coward, if you dare, show your head or I'll shoot you in the head."

There was no need to curse. No one in his third company understood Japanese, so even if they wanted to curse, it would be impossible.

There are more than 180 people in a squadron, and Han Liang estimates that he can kill half of them this time.

In other words, he estimated that there were still eighty to ninety Japanese soldiers left who were still capable of fighting.

Some of these devils hid in bunkers, while others hid in blind spots near the cliffs.

The gunshots became less frequent, and the deputy company commander found Han Liang and reported to him, "There is a group of Japanese soldiers clearing rocks from the entrance. They appear to be reinforcements for the group of Japanese soldiers below, or they may be follow-up troops.

"Damn, how many people are there?"

"It is estimated that there is a battalion that matches the information that comrade gave us. If his information is accurate, then the troops at the entrance should be Type A troops!" said the deputy company commander worriedly.

Han Liang took a deep breath and exhaled forcefully.

He had experienced the strength of Type A troops. In the early days, a small team could easily defeat a battalion.

The gap here is not only in the quality of individual soldiers, but also in weapons and equipment.

Han Liang felt uncomfortable.

He is not afraid of hard fighting or sacrifice!
He was afraid that he could not stop the attack of a Type A battalion.

The appearance of Type A troops also made him realize that there might be more intense battles going on in other battlefields. His mission was to defend Eagle's Beak Cliff for forty-eight hours.

It has been less than ten hours since the mission began, which means he still needs to guard for thirty-six hours.

Very difficult!

"Take a platoon and repair the fortifications at the entrance and wait for orders! I'll go down and get some grenade launchers. With indirect fire weapons, we can fight more smoothly."

"Okay!" the deputy company commander agreed, "Be careful, don't rush too much!"

"I'm the company commander, how can I not charge! Okay, forget about my business, just keep an eye on it, and don't shoot if you're not sure!"

"Ok!"

After a brief conversation, the two men went their separate ways. The battle had just begun, and although it was going relatively smoothly, it was not the time to relax.

It is still very dangerous to go down. First, the cliff is steep. Although it is not 90 degrees vertical, the slope is 70 or 80 degrees and you can break bones if you are not careful.

In addition, there are those Japanese soldiers hiding in blind spots. If they are discovered by them, they will most likely be shot to death.

Fortunately, the third company arrived here in advance to make arrangements and was familiar with the terrain. They made use of the strange rocks and plants to reach the bottom layer.

After his feet touched the cliff, Han Liang took out the Southern Section XIV and stood on guard.

Then, more than a dozen soldiers came down one after another and also took a alert posture.

After looking around, Han Liang put one hand in his mouth and imitated the bird's call again, but this time he imitated the call of a night owl.

After the cooing sound was heard, the gunfire overhead became much more frequent.

With a wave of his hand, he led the soldiers to search for the hiding Japanese soldiers.

(End of this chapter)