"Captain Ma, Taijun ordered you to go to the village to search and kill the enemy immediately, and then set the village on fire." A spy rushed over and shouted at the Imperial Army.

The captain of the Imperial Army, named Ma, was helpless and waved his pistol to urge the Imperial Army to enter the village, but he cursed in his heart: Fuck you, you guys, you guys are all bad ideas. If you have a chance, I will shoot a black gun and take your life.

Although the Imperial Army was afraid, the order came down, and the officers were eyeing each other again, so they had to rush to touch the village.

After passing the interlaced fortification wall, the streets in the village were locked. The doors of every house on both sides were blown by the wind and danced on the ground. They were facing the stone mill at the entrance of the village, as if they were grinning at this group of timid invaders.

Fifty or sixty imperial troops entered the village, and tremblingly divided into two rows along the streets to search and advance. I wondered what ambush was there in this dead village.

With a "boom!", a black mine bounced out of the ground and burst out dazzling light from the air more than one meter high. Stones, broken iron, and ceramic pieces flew around, sweeping across all creatures blocking their faces.

There are many hiding places in the village and narrow spaces, so there is a higher accuracy in using human-controlled mines.

This local thunder exploded in the middle of the street, causing extremely heavy casualties to the Imperial Army on both sides. After the explosion, more than a dozen Imperial Army soldiers were killed and injured, crying and screaming.

The explosion was like a fuse, igniting the passionate battle to protect the village and the family.

Two tongues of flames spewed out from under the stone mill, and an iron poncho shot countless iron sand at the enemy with its head covering, making it difficult to avoid.

The folk earth gun lifted the pole and exerted great power in a specific environment. The hidden shooting hole suddenly appeared, shooting hatred bullets at the enemy.

The Imperial Army soldiers panicked and anxious, and hid towards the courtyard houses on both sides, but the trap had been laid and were waiting for them to drill.

The sound of mine explosions that shook the sky and the earth sounded one after another, and the courtyard gate, steps, fences... there were long-depressed roars everywhere.

A sharp whistle sounded, and the Imperial Army soldiers, who were covered in dust or injured, stumbled out of the village, and nearly thirty guys stayed in the village.

Captain Ma covered his bleeding wound on his face and ran to the side of the pavilion and cried, "Taijun, the village is full of mines, and it is hard to move anyway!"

Chianggang waved his hand in a little upset. He had no plans to occupy the village. He just wanted to set a fire and burn the village to vent his depression.

But the stubborn resistance in this small village was completely beyond his expectations.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The Japanese mortars began to bombard, and the village was shrouded in the explosion of fire and smoke, and the houses were collapsed, smoking, and catching fire.

After a few minutes of artillery fire was completed, the Imperial Army once again carefully entered the village.

The gunshots started, and the Imperial Army rushed into the village and fired guns randomly. Yes, only their gunshots were fired, but they did not encounter resistance.

The Imperial Army was a little confused and surprised. Did the enemy be scared away by the bombardment? Perhaps this time, we can achieve our goal without having to suffer unlucky casualties.

"Ah--" A Royal Army lost its feet and fell into it. As soon as the screams started, it exploded with a bang, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the debris of soil were wrapped in black smoke and fell down.

Although the enemy's artillery destroyed some landmines, the density was not enough to cover the entire village. Some treaded and tripped mines remained, causing casualties and fear to the enemy.

"Boom!" Another explosion. Although the mines are not very lethal, the ratio of one to one is satisfactory.

Moreover, landmines buried more hidden, like those in the yard, are not so easy to detonate.

Whoever is the last tenacious one is the last winner.

Even if you are not able to catch your strength, you must show the enemy the determination to resist tenaciously and unyielding will, so that the enemy can re-estimate the price they have to pay and re-measure the value and significance of the battle.

Still no chance?

Chen Chen had already left the village and went around to the command position of the enemy and the closest sniper position to the artillery position. Even the nearest range was about 500 meters, which was relatively safe.

He observed carefully, but found that because the enemy was protected very closely, the shadow of the enemy commander could not be found.

Only after waiting, Chen Chen did not believe that the enemy's defense would have no flaws. Therefore, he was not very anxious. He took the gun and waited patiently for the time to shoot a killing shot.

Scattered landmines, chaotic gunfire, and the Imperial Army has occupied most of the village after suffering casualties.

Without proactive resistance, they were almost certain that their opponent had withdrawn from the village.

Piangang held up the telescope and pursed his lips slightly. It was easier than expected. There was no suspense to occupy the entire village, right?

After all, the opponent still has no strength to stop the occupation of the village. In order to preserve their strength, they even gave up their active resistance and avoided the real and attacked the virtual. This is also one of the characteristics of the guerrilla tactics they are used to using.

"Taijun! I think the enemy may have escaped long ago." An officer of the Imperial Army came over and said flatteringly: "How dare some mud legs with guns fight against us?"

Chiang Gang nodded, he always looked down on these corrupt bones. However, the situation is changing, and the number of imperial troops has decreased, which will make future military operations more and more rely on the Imperial Army to carry out.

Therefore, the Piangang suppressed the disgust in his heart and did not face each other with evil faces.

Time was not long, and the Imperial Army finally occupied the entire village. After seeing the flag-tongued signal, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his telescope. He waved his hand and prepared to order - but at this time, the village had a sudden change.

"Bang!" The soldiers of the Imperial Army who were waving the signal flag fell from the roof with the sudden gunfire and hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust, and then the dirty blood wet the ground.

Once the signal of counterattack was sent out, the accumulated anger suddenly erupted.

"Ping Ping Pong" cold guns continued. A large squad of the Eighth Route Army and two squads of guerrillas rushed out of the cellar, walls, and hid in the holes, and launched an attack on the enemy.

Dozens of Imperial Army occupied the village, but they were afraid of landmines and did not dare to search the house. They just had a rough check. Moreover, their troops were dispersed and caught off guard under the sudden blow, and panic and responded to the battle.

"Boom!" A hot tongue of flame shot out from the corner of the wall, mixed with countless gravel and iron filings rushed towards the enemy.

Several Imperial Army soldiers screamed and fell to the ground and rolled in pain. At such a close distance, they suddenly fired again, and the old musket maximized its advantages.

"Boom, boom!" Two grenades thrown from the yard exploded one after another, causing death to several Imperial Army troops.

"Bang!" A nimble Imperial Army soldier was hit in the back as soon as he climbed under the wall and before he could shoot a bullet.

He turned around with difficulty, and in his gradually blurred eyes, he incredibly saw a hole as thick as a bowl on the wall, and a black muzzle stretched out again.

The Imperial Army entering the village had no place to hide, and it seemed that it was not safe no matter where it was hidden.

The Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas used the walls to attack in groups of three or five, and were extremely skillful in attacking the courtyards in the village.

Cunning and fierce bullets were shot everywhere, and grenades were exploded everywhere. They finally realized that they had fallen into a trap carefully set by their opponents.

The strategy of putting the enemy into the village to fight was extremely successful.

The success of tactics is not accidental, it must have a solid foundation. Either soldiers are well-trained or have very favorable objective conditions.

After experiencing battles in villages such as Yushu Village, the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas conducted in-depth research on this, making the tactical style more perfect.

This time, the dare to put the enemy in depends on the continuous digging of expanded hiding holes and carefully set up killing positions. Even if you cannot achieve a decisive victory, you will be invincible.

The constant explosions echoed over the village, with smoke churning and gunfire constantly. This was a baptism of blood and fire.

The corpses were everywhere, the ground was covered with broken weapons, spots of blood, and surrounded by sharp crying and tragic crying. The tragic environment quickly defeated the weak fighting spirit army.

The hands of Chianggang were trembling, and the Imperial Army had already begun to escape from the village one after another, with one look of panic, as if there were monsters and monsters chasing them behind them, trying to swallow them.

Reinforcements were not a good idea at this time. It was obviously a hasty preparation for artillery fire, which did not destroy most of the enemy's fortifications, or the enemy's fortifications were very hidden and firm.

Although it took some time, the confidence of Chianggang had not yet shaken at this time. He was ready to continue shelling and attack again.

"Dadada..." "Dadadada..." In the village, a small group of Imperial Alliance troops were retreating in panic.

A machine gunner of the Imperial Army was escorting the formation, holding the machine gun while retreating, turning around from time to time and firing at the suspected target.

Although this blind shooting did not cause any damage, it was stared at by Liu Biao. It should be said that the machine gun in the hands of the Imperial Army made Liu Biao's eyes shine.

Undoubtedly, this is a good opportunity to seize the machine gun. It is close and when the enemy retreats in panic.

Liu Biao gritted his teeth and greeted several soldiers around him, "Go around and intercept, and grab the machine gun in the dog's hand."

"Platform leader..." A soldier hesitated and was interrupted by Liu Biao as soon as he expressed his different opinions.

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me." Liu Biao glared at the warrior fiercely, waved his shell gun, pulled open the bale, and crawled out of the hole in the courtyard wall.

An explosion rang out not far away, and the dust and smoke choked Liu Biao's coughing twice. But he was afraid that the machine gunner of the Imperial Army would run away and move quickly against the wall.

"I'll go grab the machine gun later, you two will cover it." Liu Biao opened the hidden door again, entered a courtyard, and passed through the courtyard, which could block the escape route of the Imperial Army.

"I'd better go and grab it--" The hesitant soldier paused for a moment and volunteered: "You can use the box cannon to protect me, my legs and feet are quick."

Liu Biao said "yes" and stopped arguing. It is indeed the best choice to cover with a box cannon.

Relying on the familiar road, several people turned left and right, and finally blocked the small group of Imperial Army from the side. After continuous attacks of cold guns and landmines, there were only less than ten people left in this group of Imperial Army, and the machine gunners were also replaced.

"Ah..." An Imperial Army who was retreating suddenly widened his eyes and screamed in horror.

Several grenades with blue smoke flew out without warning from a broken wall on the side and smashed towards their heads.

Accompanied by the Imperial Army's howl and panic dodge, several grenades exploded continuously, and mud and stones splashed in the smoke of gunpowder, screaming in succession.

As the smoke and dust filled, three more grenades flew over, and the deathly shrapnel flew out in the explosion and shot them all.

These two rounds of grenade attacks almost knocked down all this small group of Imperial Army, leaving only two or three enemies who were adjured to the scene. This was something Liu Biao told him specifically to be afraid of blowing up the machine gun.

The smoke and dust filled the world and the vision was unclear. Liu Biao and others took the opportunity to flash out from behind the broken wall, holding weapons, and rushed towards the enemy.

The distance of more than 20 meters was soon arrived, and the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, but the danger suddenly appeared in front of me.

After a faint dust, the two Imperial Army troops also stood up, including a machine gunner, pointing the gun at this side, and it was a situation where both sides were suffering from blood.

"Bang!" With a slightly dull gunshot, the Imperial Army machine gunner shook his body, and his chest was hit by a bullet shot from a hidden shooting hole nearby, and a blood flower burst out.

He stared at his eyes wide, leaned back, his fingers twitched, and pulled the board, "Dadada..." A row of bullets flew over Liu Biao and others' heads.

Liu Biao reacted very quickly. As soon as he saw the enemy's figure, he swung his hand and a row of bullets flew out, fully displaying the characteristics of the box cannon.

Two screams mixed with a muffled groan, and two enemies' corpses fell down. A warrior's body staggered and almost fell down.

Another soldier took a few steps, grabbed the machine gun, ran straight forward, jumped up, passed a low wall, turned around and set up the machine gun to serve as cover.

Liu Biao was surveillance with a gun behind him and covered the injured soldier through the low wall. Then he jumped over the low wall.

"Where is the injury? How is it?" Liu Biao looked at the injured soldier with concern while changing the magazine.

Hissing, the injured soldier leaned against the low wall, covered his shoulders and sucked the air conditioner, and blood kept flowing out of his fingers, barely saying, "No, it's okay."

Liu Biao showed an admiration, waved his hand and ordered: "Xiao Zhang stayed to take care of you, and the rest of the people continued to fight me."

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