Chapter 520

"Report! A large number of Japanese troops were found in front of him!" The sentry in charge of guarding the 12th District Team that had just wiped out a Japanese squadron discovered an unusual movement in the distance. The rumbling car engine sounded, and the rising smoke and dust were reflected by the bayonets that reflected the sunlight from time to time. A yellow dragon appeared in the telescope issued by the sentry.

"What?!"

"Here's here!"

"Good guy, this situation is big enough!?"

There was a commotion on the position, and many soldiers of the 12th District Team widened their eyes, without any fear, but were full of curiosity. This spectacular scene of the enemy's large-scale march was really rare. Even when the defense battle of Shijing Town was consumed by Li Wei, the Japanese and puppet troops who could persevere outside Shijing Town were only two-thirds of the time before departure. The entire Japanese main combat brigade in front of them was almost twice as many as the enemy that had fought against the most in the past, and their equipment and combat effectiveness were incomparable. This was a great challenge for the 12th District Team.

I'm afraid this battle can be guessed with your toes, and it is definitely a tough battle.

How could others sleep soundly on the side of the bed? I'm afraid this time the Japanese brigade would miscalculate the determination of Wang Bao, the captain of the 12th District Team. An enemy brigade would be a great threat no matter where it was placed. Otherwise, Wang Bao would not take the initiative to indulge the fourth company that can cause trouble in the district team.

Now, the chaos has been disturbed by the fourth company commander Li Wei, but the Japanese are still kept in the dark.

Colonel Anxi sneered in the team. The vanguard's soldiers had discovered the position. The enemy's troops were not beyond any surprises. They were purely mantis armed to block the chariot. The Anxi Brigade did not hide or let him go, and pressed straight over, trying to completely crush the Eighth Route Army in front of him. This Eighth Route Army position was just a sacrifice to show the power of the Japanese Imperial Army.

"Acheng, when the fight begins, you must be a little bit of magic!" Duan Guishan suddenly explained to his son extremely cautiously, and said nothing more.

Although he didn't understand why his father said this, Duan Cheng nodded vigorously. The war was in danger, and no one knew what his fate would be in the next second.

A corps leader of the Anxi Brigade waved his hand and a brigade's troops began to attack. More than a thousand Japanese soldiers were squeezed into a large area and rushed to the 12th District Team's position.

A big deal is definitely a big deal. From the beginning, it is a large squadron's charge formation, with long straggler lines stacked up.

The position of the 12th District Team was silent. Only a few trenches could be seen vaguely, but no one could be seen, as if the position had been abandoned by the 12th District Team.

One thousand meters, nine hundred meters, the soldiers of the 12th District team were disguised on the position without any abnormal movement. They calmed down, calmed down, and held their fingers on the barrel of the gun.

The captain of the Anxi Brigade was a little arrogant. He did not use firepower to reconnaise first, but regarded the hidden enemies in front of him as ordinary people, and used the oppressive force of the brigade to scare the opponent out like a frightened rabbit.

The atmosphere in the air seemed to become tense as the Japanese soldiers approached step by step.

"Stay! Stay! No one is allowed to move first, follow the orders!" The squad leader of each squad kept whispering, suppressing the soldiers who could not hold back.

Eight hundred meters, seven hundred meters, and six hundred meters, the Japanese soldiers approached step by step, but there was still no movement on the position, but only the commanders of both sides knew the specific situation.

In the Japanese brigade that had clearly seen the trenches in front, the most vanguard soldiers pulled the distance between each other even more and lowered their bodies. The machine gunners following behind kept grabbing positions and set up assault fire points like facing a great enemy. The commanders looked down on the Eighth Route Army, but the soldiers did not dare to be careless at all. It was the stupidest thing to play with their lives at the forefront of the front line.

"Kill!"

As if after hundreds of tacit understanding, at 300 meters ahead of the opponent's position, the Japanese soldiers suddenly howled and jumped up, struck desperately, and rushed forward, intending to use the speed of rapid charge to cut into the opponent's position and lose their defensive position.

Any enemy who underestimates the 12th District Team is destined to pay a huge price.

When the Japanese soldiers launched a sudden charge, the scene of annihilation of Maori squadron appeared again, and the flames that erupted were even worse than before. The long red ballistic trajectory caused the Japanese brigade to pieces. Soldiers kept howling and falling into a pool of blood, or were swept away by the barrage and splashing blood and falling backwards.

The Japanese military brigade behind was almost shocked. Such fierce firepower was almost unprecedented. Are these eighth-roots team crazy? Where did they get so many machine guns? Is this still the eighth-roots team? How could there be enough ammunition to vent such a gorgeous firepower lineup?

The 12th District Team annihilated the Maori Squadron too thoroughly, and there was no one living. After the war, it quickly covered up the battlefield. The Anxi Brigade did not get any information about how the Maori Squadron was annihilated. Otherwise, Colonel Anxi would not have let his subordinates launch an attack with such a proud attitude?!

Life is almost vulnerable in the face of bullet rains. Even the elite soldiers trained can't withstand the firepower of such metal storm-like light weapons in front of them.

The fifth company commander Fan Guowen incited the soldiers to use machine guns to sweep a Japanese squadron to use machine guns, but he didn't expect that Li Wei, who was appointed as the temporary commander of the battlefield, was even more outrageous. He cleaned up the entire position as soon as he came up, leaving only machine guns and other pistols and rifles. He withdrew at one point with a weaker firepower. More than a dozen crooked players were transferred. Most of the machine guns of the 12th District Team were transferred here, and a luxurious position with pure machine guns was set up.

On the position identified by many militia as "super prodigal sons", when the machine gunners were happily harvesting the lives of Japanese soldiers, the first company commander Kang Yang was furious behind the position. Why did the district captain Wang Bao let Li Zi do this fool?

In front of the 12th District Team, there were only the shocking roars of machine guns and the desperate howls of the Japanese soldiers. The captain of the regiment, who had just issued the offensive order, looked at the enemy position ahead with disbelief and incredible. The direct consequence of this delay was that in just a moment, nearly half of the Japanese soldiers fell in front of the 12th District Team forever.

The captain of the corps pulled out the samurai sword. At this moment, he seemed to be able to understand that the Maori Squadron Captain did not die in battle, but committed suicide by suicide by cesarean section. It was too embarrassing that he was completely suppressed and beaten by these eighth-way teams. The casualties were so heavy that there was probably no hope in his future.

The firepower displayed by so many light and heavy machine guns was something that neither the enemy nor the other side dared to imagine in the past. They killed and killed lives efficiently and quickly, making people who witnessed all this feel the fragility of life. Those who were alive in the previous second were already broken into pieces and became a pile of minced meat in the next second.

"Let the people in front retreat immediately!" He watched a brigade of brigades who was instantly beaten into half apart and screamed: "Boom with artillery!" Only then did he remember to use artillery fire to attack.

When the first target shell landed outside the trenches of the 12th District Team's position, dozens of objects of different sizes were thrown out in the trenches in front of the position. As soon as they landed, thick smoke was pouring out, and the entire position was covered in a moment.

However, the machine guns in the thick smoke did not stop for a moment, and it seemed as if it was showing off its ammunition in the Anxi Brigade.

"Continue to blow up for me, you must flatten the Eighth Route Army's position!" The captain of the corps, waving a samurai sword, howled. Although the smoke bombs thrown by the opponent were extremely effective in interfering with artillery attack, the Imperial Army wanted to use artillery fire to completely plow the opponent's position, and the thick smoke that was unknown seemed useless.

The six Type 92 infantry artillery of the wing continued to make deafening sounds of shooting artillery, and one by one with howling shells burst into pieces on the 12th District Team's position.

Balls of fireballs kept tearing open the smoke that enveloped the position, and in a blink of an eye, they were filled with smoke from the explosion. Dark red flashed in the thick smoke on the position, as if the sky was shattered and the earth were cracked. The soil and gravel were thrown into the sky and then scattered down one after another.

However, the machine gun sounds on the 12th District Team's position were still reunited and reluctant to leave. They were directly hit by shells and stopped after an explosion.

The smoke could block people's eyes but could not block the shells. It was not until the machine gun sound on the opposite position was completely drowned in the artillery fire that it returned to a calm state. The captain of the Japanese corps sneered, and the spirit of the Eighth Route Army fighting to the death was still worthy of admiration. Oh no! It should be admired. Colonel Anxi and several brigade officers had the same expression on the faces. It can be imagined that the Eighth Route Army still shot forward in despair before the shells fell. The tragic spirit was exactly what the Imperial Army wanted to see.

The machine gun position just now was probably the ones that the eighth routes of the Tujiao Route Army realized that they had no way out, so they fought hard before they died. This would explain that such a desperate machine gun position would appear.

The smoke on the Eighth Route Army positions in front began to slowly dissipate. The Japanese corps commander, who was responsible for launching attack operations, breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had an explanation for the responsibility of reimbursing most of the brigade. He turned around and looked at Colonel Anxi who was watching the battle in the temporary command post. The two eyes met in the air. Colonel Anxi showed an encouraging expression on his face. The Japanese corps commander felt that the pressure in his heart was relieved. Fortunately, Colonel Anxi did not blame him completely. It was too dangerous at the beginning. The iron-killed soldiers could not hold on to such crazy firepower.
Chapter completed!