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Captain Inaba regretted that he should not have continued the attack. He should have dispersed the troops and then found a way to return to Ping'an County! Facing the heavy whistling sound coming again, Captain Inaba shouted out the final order with all his strength: "All soldiers, turn around, turn towards Ping'an County, disperse and turn around..."

Boom... Boom... Boom boom boom... Two heavy mortar shells, accompanied by four 4 mortar shells and more than ten grenade launcher grenades, bombarded the Japanese troops, drowning out Captain Inaba's voice and destroying the bodies of countless Japanese soldiers.

"Okay, stop firing!" At Jigongling, Zhao Danian looked at the wheat fields that were set on fire by the artillery fire, and saw the Japanese soldiers still swaying in the fire, and gave the order to cease fire.

"I understand. The bombing has stopped. The rest is up to us!" In Weijia Village, Guo Zhongmin put down the phone, looked at the wheat fields outside the village, and then looked in the direction of Woniu Mountain in the west. Finally, he made a decision: "Order, the third company will immediately launch a general attack and resolutely eliminate the Japanese squadron outside the village! Order, the first company will be ready for battle and attack Woniu Mountain from the northern hilltop!"

"Artillery platoon, change your target immediately and bomb the temporary Japanese positions on the east side of Woniu Mountain. Support our firepower reconnaissance and retreat the combat platoon! Second Company, be prepared to enter Yin Jiulang Village through the tunnel to fight! Also, go to the tunnel and shout, asking the militia to organize the people to bring sickles out. After you've defeated the devils, quickly cut a barrier in the wheat field to put out the fire!"

Several orders were issued in succession, and a large group of soldiers on the scene were busy! The signalmen ran fast, and the orders were passed on to all places. The first to receive the order was the artillery platoon. They quickly adjusted the coordinates and bombed the enemy positions on Woniu Mountain. In the village tunnel, the militia also took active action, organizing 56 strong laborers of all ages to sharpen their knives.

Outside the village, the commander of the third company received the order for the general attack, and it was difficult to hide the excitement on his face. The Japanese had been bombed repeatedly, and it was time to rush forward to solve the problem! So under his leadership, the soldiers of the third company were divided into two groups and launched a general attack on the Japanese in the west.

Boom, boom, boom... The bullets from the No. 24 heavy machine gun penetrated through the wheat waves and the wall of fire, continuing to suppress the Japs' space for movement.

Chirp, chirp, chirp... Boom, boom... The grenade throwers of the third company fired their grenades in time, reducing the range of the devils' activities again. Thanks to the wheat fields and grass on the hilltops ignited by the artillery fire, everyone could see the devils' situation at this time and had a clear target to shoot at.

Bang, bang, bang... In the woods east of the village, the Meng Feihong brothers were still shooting, but their platoon leader waved his hand and said, "Comrades, general attack, follow me, charge..."

The platoon leader had already rushed out, so the Meng brothers naturally didn't want to lag behind and followed suit. Before charging, Meng Feihong quickly replaced a magazine full of homemade dum-dum bullets. This time, he had already emptied three of his five magazines, and still had 5 rounds to use, so he finally felt comfortable.

"Charge...fix your bayonets, don't forget to fix your bayonets!" Someone in the charging team was shouting loudly, reminding the soldiers not to forget their bayonets.

"Charge!" The soldiers approached the enemy's team from the village entrance, the woods east of the village, along the ridges, paths, and wheat fields. At this time, the enemy's firepower was already very weak, because anyone who dared to fight back was focused on by everyone. Often, as soon as the enemy raised his gun, several bullets came from different angles... Against the backdrop of the fire, the enemy was in the bright state, while the Eighth Route Army was in the dark, so they had a natural advantage in fighting in the dark!
The soldiers charged quickly, especially the ones attacking from the woods east of the village. Because they were too close, they quickly reached the fire wall in the wheat field.

Looking at the wheat ears that were constantly burning, the comrades felt very distressed. These were the grains they had worked hard to produce for half a year, and now they were about to be harvested, but they were all burned!
"Jump over, keep charging..." Someone in the team shouted loudly, and then dozens of figures jumped over the flames at a very fast speed and appeared on the west side of the fire wall. The soldiers usually conducted 400-meter obstacle courses, which came in handy at this time.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that after entering this side, the suppressing firepower behind them has stopped, and the soldiers finally came face to face with the remaining Japanese troops at close range!

After a quick glance at the huge crater on the ground and the Japanese corpses lying around the crater, the soldiers turned their attention to the Japanese soldiers who were standing together with bayonets raised.

"Kill..." I don't know who was shouting loudly, but it was enough to boost the morale of the comrades. So, the comrades raised their guns and pulled the triggers. After a burst of volleys, the remaining Japanese soldiers were reduced by more than half, from more than 30 to more than a dozen. The comrades were satisfied and raised their guns forward, with the three-edged bayonets already thrown off the muzzles of their guns.

"Third platoon, these devils are all injured. Let's practice bayonet fighting and quickly eliminate the remaining enemies! First platoon leader, second platoon leader, you lead your soldiers to finish off the devils on the ground one by one!"

Under the arrangement of the third company commander, the soldiers of the third platoon, who were favored by the company, raised their bayonets one after another, intending to fight the devils! A dozen of the strongest soldiers stepped forward, each of them selected a devil soldier, raised their guns at them, and said, "Let's have a one-on-one duel!"
"Wow..." The selected Japanese soldiers rushed forward with guns in hand, their faces grim. The Type 38 rifle and the semi-automatic gun barrels collided with each other, making a sound of wood colliding.

At this time, some soldiers who did not choose the Japanese as their opponents quietly reached into the pocket on the side of their chests and took out pebbles the size of eggs. When their comrades were stabbing the Japanese, these soldiers made a gesture of shaking their hands, and the pebbles in their hands flew towards the faces of the Japanese.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh... snap... The Japanese soldiers had just exchanged moves with the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side and were looking for their weaknesses, but they were hit hard on the face, eye sockets, and even in the eyes by pebbles! Some of them were good at it, and the pebbles actually hit the Japanese soldiers' eyes deeply and embedded in their eye sockets.

"Ahh..." Where had the devils ever seen such a "shameless" way of fighting? They howled one after another, and some simply threw away the Type 38 rifles in their hands.

Then, with a sound of puffing, the Japanese soldiers who were wailing just now had bloody three-sided spikes behind them and the muzzles of semi-automatic rifles on their chests. Our soldiers were ruthless enough to directly pierce the Japanese soldiers with three-sided spikes, making them feel cold and their blood was flying... (End of this chapter)