Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

It seemed that they had been prepared for this. Shortly after the grenade throwers in the village destroyed the Japanese's grenade throwers, the Japanese's two Type 92 infantry guns opened fire again, and their target was obviously the grenade throwers in the village.

Chirp... The whistling sound crossed over the ranks of the Japanese and puppet troops and exploded in the village.

"Damn it, are the Japs crazy? They dare to bomb like this?" Captain Wang shouted.

"Platoon leader, we are fine!" At this time, the grenade throwers who were bombed made voices from the newly dug trenches, telling everyone that they were safe.

"Keep fighting!" Platoon Leader Zeng heard the soldiers' shouts from the gunfire, and his heart was immediately at ease. He roared and gave orders. At the same time, the assault rifle in his hand fired again, killing the two fearless puppet soldiers at the cemetery.

The battle continued, and it was even more intense. Although the puppet soldiers were weak, their fear of death and their numerical advantage also had a significant impact on the comrades in the village! For example, at the cemetery, the puppet soldiers actually set up the Type 24 heavy machine guns they brought with them and fired at the village wall.

Although the accuracy of the Min-200 was a little poor, the distance of about meters was too close, and bullets flew in from many shooting holes and hit the guerrillas who did not want to use flanker shooting.

Seeing their comrades sacrificed, several men in the transport platoon's semi-automatic rifles aimed at the machine gun group and decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang... Very quickly, all 20 puppet soldiers from the two heavy machine gun squads were called out. During this time, some puppet soldiers were not afraid of death and attacked within 30 meters of the village wall, and even threw grenades into the village.

Are the puppet troops so brave? There is nothing they can do. The Japanese still have a squadron behind them, and behind them there are Japanese heavy machine gun positions firing from a high position.

"Hand grenades..." The guerrillas shouted in the village, and then more than a dozen hand grenades were thrown out of the village and exploded next to the puppet soldiers. At the same time, the comrades of the transport platoon were also shooting non-stop, intending to completely eliminate the puppet soldiers! The puppet soldiers must die, otherwise they will be too much of a hindrance.

"Don't worry about the puppet army! Let's fight two more waves. This time the target is still the Japanese behind us!" The grenade throwers who had just escaped the bombing of the Type 92 infantry gun discussed and made a decision.

So, while everyone was working hard to eliminate the puppet troops who were getting closer and closer, the four soldiers quietly returned to the village wall, took out periscopes and observed the enemy situation.

"We've found the target. It's at the 5 o'clock position, 315 meters away. That's most likely the Japanese squadron headquarters!" shouted the soldier who was carrying the load and observing.

"Understood!" Several people did not show their heads, but put up their grenade launchers and prepared to launch them. The counterattack against the Japanese grenade launchers just now was enough for them to grasp the distance. Now by observing the landing point of the bombing just now, they can naturally calculate the distance.

So, with the sound of "boom boom boom", six grenades were fired one after another, flying towards the Japanese at a very fast speed. After these two waves, the grenade throwers quickly moved away from this position and re-selected a new combat position. It must be said that having a circle of solid walls is indeed a guarantee for the team.

Kitano Masao never thought that his proud Type 92 infantry gun could not eliminate the grenade launchers in the village! You know, the Type 92 infantry gun can be fired at a large angle, it can bypass obstacles, and it can hit the target from a distance just like a mortar.

But now, hearing the whistling sound getting closer and closer, Kitano Masao could only let out a desperate howl: "Hide from the artillery, hide!" And then, nothing happened! 6 grenade launchers violently covered his squadron headquarters, killing at least 20 Japanese soldiers including him.

After the explosion, the Japanese soldiers felt increasingly depressed as they looked at their own headquarters, which was in ruins, and the wounded who were hit by shrapnel but luckily survived. Who were the people who persisted in fighting in this ordinary village?
Even though they couldn't figure it out, the battle had to continue. Soon a team leader took over the command and ordered the puppet troops to continue the attack. Then they saw that the number of puppet troops was decreasing, and finally collapsed after two-thirds of them were killed or injured.

The puppet soldiers collapsed. The smart ones simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, while the irrational ones ran back. However, what greeted these puppet soldiers were the merciless bullets of the devils.

"Yoshi, it's our turn to attack!" The Japanese soldiers were unshakable about their actions just now, and still organized more than 50 elite veterans to launch an attack. The Japanese soldiers believed that after more than 20 minutes of fighting just now, the Eighth Route Army in the village would definitely suffer casualties, and the ammunition consumption would be huge! At this time, only one elite team was needed to break through the defense of the village!

The devils were right. The village consumed a lot of ammunition, but the amount sent in was too much! Just as the puppet soldiers collapsed and fled, and the devils slaughtered them wantonly, someone had already taken the bullets out of the tunnel and replenished them to each combat position.

The only drawback was that some guerrillas were killed or injured in the previous battle, leaving only 21 guerrillas still able to fight in the entire village.

"There's no chance to send the wounded away!" Captain Wang looked at the soldiers with some sadness, then with a firm gaze, he raised his Type 38 rifle and aimed at a Japanese soldier outside the village.

Bang Bang Bang... a series of gunshots rang out, this was the semi-automatic firing of the transport platoon. They were still scattered in various corners of the village wall, still firing slowly. The final result was that the Japanese who participated in the attack were named one by one.

"Baga, turn around, turn around!" The Japs now understood the difficulties of the puppet troops and no longer insisted on attacking, but chose to tactically turn back.

The battlefield became quiet, with only flies flying around and a strong smell of blood in the air.

"Leave a few people outside to watch, and the rest of you go into the tunnel!" Platoon Leader Zeng took over the command and arranged guard posts to deal with the situation below. As expected, the Japanese were about to launch an artillery bombardment.

Look at the time. The battle just now started from the time the Japanese stopped shelling and it has lasted for more than 40 minutes now. It seems that the time is almost up.

The Japs are retreating. Perhaps their artillery fire will last a long time, and then it will be time to evacuate.

Thinking of this, Platoon Leader Zeng called the sentries over and said, "Be alert and come back when the time is up. Don't act stupidly! OK?" While speaking, Platoon Leader Zeng raised his wrist to show that he was watching.

"Platoon leader, I understand!" The sentries agreed and went to their posts. (End of this chapter)