Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

The puppet army ran away, and along the slope and cliff beside the mountain road, they successfully avoided the firepower of the first company and rushed into the enemy's team.

The Japanese were being dazed by the firepower from the mountain, but after being attacked by the puppet army, they also ran away. The Japanese were not stupid, they knew that the Eighth Route Army on the mountain had good marksmanship, and the trenches of the Eighth Route Army were well built. Continuing to attack would only increase casualties, so it was better to retreat!
Of course, the responsibility for retreating lies with the puppet troops. Who made them run away first?

The devils retreated, the puppet soldiers ran away, and the battlefield fell into silence again! When the devils looked back, they found that the heavy machine gun position in their home had been blown up without knowing when?

The one who blew up the enemy's heavy machine gun position was naturally the grenade thrower Li Shuncai! With a simple periscope, he only needed to observe the position of the enemy's heavy machine gun and he could accurately tell the distance and height difference! This was not because Li Shuncai had any special ability, but before building this position, these grenade throwers had already measured the distance, and they only needed to find a reference point...

Li Shuncai had long been accustomed to the fighting style, which made him a great contribution in this battle. At least after this battle, the heavy machine gun positions of the Japanese were completely destroyed, which reduced the burden of the subsequent blocking battles!

"Captain, how long will it take?" Platoon Leader Yuan ran up to Captain Fang and asked loudly.

"There are only five minutes left! How many comrades do we have left?" Company Captain Fang asked loudly as he looked at the blood on Platoon Leader Yuan's face.

"There are still 21 people who can shoot, and 6 of the wounded can walk on their own! What should we do?" asked Platoon Leader Yuan.

"No need to wait. The Japanese are about to launch an artillery bombardment. Let's retreat to the woods on the other side of the ridge to avoid the Japanese artillery fire! From here to the second company's position, we still have to take the mountain road. If we retreat a little, we can still defeat the Japanese if they enter our position!" Captain Fang has already thought of the next response plan.

"Then let's move! What about those wounded who can't move?" asked Platoon Leader Yuan.

"Take it with you, take everything you can, hurry up, the Japanese won't give us too much time!" Captain Fang said, picked up his gun, crouched down, and led his men along the trench, gathering the soldiers along the way and taking the wounded with him. However, there were many wounded, and many of the wounded from the previous shelling had already died, so everyone could only leave the bodies of their comrades in the trench.

Time is urgent and the sacrificed comrades can only stay here. All we can do is to use the engineering shovel to shovel some soil on the comrades so that they can rest in peace temporarily.

"Company commander, leave me here and give me another bundle of grenades!" In a trench somewhere, Squad Leader 9, who was blind and had both calves blown off, shouted while waving his only remaining left hand.

"Okay..." Captain Fang was already carrying a wounded soldier on his shoulders. At this moment he could only hold back his grief and said softly.

Soon, a bundle of grenades was placed next to Squad Leader 9, and the pull rope of one of them was pulled out and handed into Squad Leader 9's hands.

"Goodbye, comrades!" Squad Leader 9 said softly after getting the pull rope, then closed his eyes, waiting for the final moment.

In the trench, it was not just Squad Leader 9 who did this. Some wounded soldiers with disabilities chose the same way and stayed in the trench.

"Comrades, remember this. If one day I am too injured to walk and can't fire a gun to fight, just like now, give me a bundle of grenades and leave me at the position! Let's go..." At the northernmost corner of the position, everyone went down the mountain road, then turned west and arrived at the rear of the ridge where the position was located, leaving the position only to a few wounded soldiers.

Chirp, chirp, chirp... Boom, boom... The Japanese bombardment started again, but this time it lasted only two minutes. Then, two Japanese infantry squads attacked along the rugged mountain road and finally climbed onto the position of the first company without any hindrance.

Boom... Boom... Boom... On the battlefield, some Japanese soldiers found the wounded and gathered together, only to find that the wounded had detonated the grenade, leading them to destruction. However, of the five wounded soldiers who were originally left on the battlefield, only three of them finally detonated the grenade. The other two either did not hold on until the Japanese arrived or died in the artillery fire...

At the 2nd Company's position, the company commander looked at the wounded being carried back and quickly arranged for people to send them back to the position behind.

"Lao Fang, you should have completed the blocking mission. There are only 20 or so of you left in your company. Go to the back and rest!" said Lao Du, the commander of the 2nd Company.

"Lao Du, even if we have to retreat, we have to help you repel an attack before we retreat! No more words, the Japs are coming, let's fight!" Looking at the Japs who crossed the ridge and flipped down to the road below, Company Commander Fang raised the semi-automatic gun and fired bullets.

A new round of blocking battle began. The Japanese did not stop their offensive, but became more excited, determined to break through the blocking of the Eighth Route Army in front. The Eighth Route Army was also ready to fight to the death and wait for reinforcements! But what was the reality? According to the plan of the 13th Regiment Commander, by the time all the positions were held, it would be dark. The Japanese would not fight at night when they were not familiar with the terrain!
In other words, after the 13th Regiment tried its best, it could buy one night of safety for other places!

In the north of Kongshi Township, Wangjiazhai, the soldiers of the main regiment hurried over and waited anxiously. Finally, in their expectant eyes, a convoy came from the north and was stopped by them.

"Wow, are they here to welcome us?" Di Huailiang, who didn't know the enemy situation yet, laughed in the car. But soon, his expression changed, knowing that the situation was urgent. At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the north, and Tianchuan and his men stopped their horses and informed them of the latest orders.

"Okay, let's go to Jiulong Pass and reinforce the 13th Regiment!" Di Huailiang received the order and without hesitation changed the direction of the convoy and headed towards Jiulong Pass in the east.

"You are too slow. Our cavalry reconnaissance company and special forces will go over and take a look first!" Tianchuan called out, and 48 war horses turned around and charged towards Jiulong Pass.

Half an hour later, inside Jiulong Pass, the commander of the 13th Regiment saw the dusty Tianchuan and his group: "How come the reinforcements have arrived? Why are you the only ones? Where are the others?" "Report to the commander, the 5nd Heavy Company and the 5th Company of the 1rd Battalion are right behind, they will be here in about minutes! The main force of the rd Battalion and a large amount of ammunition will probably need another hour of forced march!"

"One hour? Okay, then wait for an hour! Tell the comrades that our reinforcements will arrive in an hour. Let the front line continue fighting and don't let any Japanese go!" shouted the commander of the 13th Regiment.

"Captain, commander, wait a minute!" After the commander of the 13th Regiment had given the order, their political commissar whispered, "Look, should we send these comrades to the front to help out? And then re-formulate the battle plan in the back? A reorganized heavy mortar company, with enough artillery shells, and a reorganized infantry company, is that enough to fight a small-scale annihilation battle?"

"Change tactics? There's only one hour left. Does it make sense to change it or not?" The commander of the 13th Regiment said casually before he had recovered from the excitement of the arrival of reinforcements.

"Calm down, think about it again." The political commissar knew that his old partner was a little too excited, so he quickly said.

"Let me think..." The 13th Regiment Commander thought for a minute and made a decision: "Okay, you first let the dozens of new comrades help to hold the front, and then we will withdraw the defenders in the rear positions and place them on the ridges on the north and south sides of Jiulong Pass, let the new company garrison inside the pass, and let the heavy company set up positions inside the pass to test the distance..."

"The distance from Huangshaling to the west is about 1000 meters and it is relatively straight. We will lure the enemy deep into our territory and use this as a heavy bombing area..."

A battle plan was soon completed, and Tian Chuan and his men were also asked to go to the front and help the 3rd Company at the forefront to hold their position for half an hour. Then, the teams behind were gradually transferred back, and the newly arrived 5th Company of the 2rd Battalion helped the 9nd Company to build a strong position inside the pass. At the same time, Di Huailiang led the leaders of artillery groups to personally climb the wall of Jiulong Pass to measure the distance and assign coordinates...

While they were preparing, Tianchuan and his men, who had left their horses at Jiulong Pass, had already started a positional battle with the Japanese on the third line of defense of the 13th Regiment.

At the side and back of the position, in a place that was not used as a position at all, Tianchuan hid behind a big pine tree, put his sniper rifle on the tree roots protruding from the ground, and hid himself under a broken pine branch. He took out a telescope to observe the battlefield in front of him, then raised the sniper rifle and aimed the sniper scope directly at a Japanese soldier who was holding up his thumb.

Bang...The sound of the gunshot from the Ma Sihuan sniper rifle shook the pine tree, scaring the two squirrels hiding in the tree hole to tremble.

Puff... In the distance, a Japanese grenade thrower who was measuring the distance on the hilltop had a large pool of blood spurting out from behind him, and a bullet in the middle hit the stone behind him. That's right, this Japanese soldier was shot through!

At a distance of more than 60 meters from Tianchuan, the precision shooter Lan Hu did not even use a telescope to observe, but directly put his eyes behind the sniper scope, turned the muzzle and fired. He did not care whether the enemy's target was valuable or not, and he would shoot two bullets at any enemy that he was aiming at with the sniper scope, and then look for the next target.

As he fired, the attacking Japanese felt that their soldiers were being consumed at a very fast rate! When they attacked just now, it was a squadron, spreading out on this low-lying mountain... Now, still on this low-lying mountain, the Japanese officers behind found that fewer and fewer of their own soldiers were alive.

"Damn it, the Eighth Route Army must have received new reinforcements! At least, these Eighth Route Army soldiers now have great shooting skills! Orders, retreat to the front line, artillery bombardment!" Captain Kimura had no other ideas.

The Japanese infantry retreated, the artillery opened fire, and the grenadiers also wanted to join in the fun. However, all the grenadiers who approached the Eighth Route Army's position within 500 meters were shot dead by their extremely accurate bullets without exception! After the previous two assaults, some of the Japanese grenadiers were eliminated, and this time, all of them were directly eliminated.

"What? How could this happen?" Kimura didn't quite understand why it was like this, but he knew that there were indeed some powerful people in the Eighth Route Army ahead.

Give up and move on? Kimura thought about the pain of seppuku and gave up the idea! He didn't want to be ordered by the headquarters to commit seppuku to thank the emperor for his favor...

"Then, let the Imperial Army launch an all-out attack!" Based on the principle of recycling, Kimura made this decision.

So, after a quick one-minute bombardment, the remaining 700-odd puppet troops were ordered to launch a full-scale attack on the positions in the west...

The puppet army's attack was really nothing special. Even though the terrain was more suitable for the attacking team, the puppet army did not perform very well! After all, these puppet troops were just troops that were ordered to surrender from the Central Army. Many of them were conscripted men. How could they have any fighting power?

But even so, these puppet troops also had a great impact on the soldiers of the 13th Regiment guarding this position! The reason is that the 13th Regiment really has few bullets, and the bullets allocated to this line of defense are even fewer. Now each soldier only has a few bullets! However, the soldiers who were frowning and felt that they were about to fight with bayonets found that these puppet troops seemed to be unable to make any waves.

"After this battle, my achievements can be increased by at least 100!" Looking at the puppet troops that had already charged within 300 meters, Lan Hu laughed and started hunting mode with his beloved precision shooter rifle. At this distance, even an ordinary semi-automatic rifle in his hands can achieve a hit rate of at least %, not to mention the help of a sniper scope?

So, he fired one shot at a time, not two shots at a time, but one shot at a time, calling out the names of the puppet soldiers one by one!
Lan Hu was not the only precision shooter. Whether it was the special forces or the cavalry reconnaissance company, there were many precision shooters, and almost every soldier had been trained as a precision shooter! Therefore, facing the large number of puppet troops who were scattered everywhere and had no marksmanship, they were simply slaughtering and shooting...

Just when they were having a great time fighting and were about to wipe out all the puppet troops, the telephone on the position rang, and then the signalman received a telephone order from the regiment headquarters.

"What? Let us retreat? Okay... we have received the order, let's go..." Tianchuan and his men received the order to retreat, leaving more than 50 puppet soldiers to their comrades on the position.

After they evacuated, the soldiers of the 13th Regiment continued to fight with the puppet troops for more than ten minutes before finally destroying them. Why didn't the puppet troops retreat? Captain Kimura said that anyone who dared to take a step back would be beheaded!
The puppet army was gone, the devils bombarded again, and then the infantry attacked... But this time, the devils saw the Eighth Route Army on the position retreating, so they retreated openly... (End of this chapter)