Lao Bai only fired four shells and was stopped by Xu Dapao. Without the threat of throwing grenades, he could use grenades to bomb the Japanese. After all, mountain cannon shells are more precious, and one can save one shot.

While the Japanese in the ditch were stunned by the explosion, the special forces members on both wings immediately rushed out and threw down grenades in the ditch. Before the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, another round of flame flashed at the bottom of the ditch, and the explosion of dozens of grenades was almost impossible to hear.

When Zhao Hu saw that the explosion stopped, he yelled at the soldiers beside him: "Run!"

When dozens of soldiers saw that the Japanese were bombed and had no power to fight back, they all pulled out bayonets, stuck their guns, and rushed up with Zhao Hu and the others.

The mouth of the ditch was in chaos, and the Japanese and puppet troops who were killed were scattered all over the ground. Many corpses had already been blown to pieces. The snow on their feet had been dyed red with blood, but they did not prevent the soldiers from cleaning up. The Japanese and puppet troops who were injured by the bomb were nailed to the ground by Xueliang's bayonet before they could get up.

Zhao Hu took the lead, carrying a pistol in both hands. Whenever he saw the Japanese trying to pull a grenade, he would have two shots. In this kind of melee moment, two pistols were more effective than a rifle or a submachine gun, and could even shoot the left and right. In less than a minute, he ran from the beginning to the end of the team.

The left and right arrows continued to throw grenades forward to drive away the Japanese under the ditch. The few people left behind shouted on the ridge: "Hurry up and throw some grenades up, we are short of grenades."

The soldiers of the two platoons did not care about picking up bullets, so they first unloaded the Jiuyi grenade on the Japanese body and threw it to both sides. As for the Japanese small grenade, no one dared to throw it. The thing was carrying a fuse, and if it hit and exploded, it would cause accidental injury.

The orangutan and baboon rushed to a heavy machine gun with machine guns, and pulled out the corpses and looked for ammunition. They did not expect that the Japanese vanguard had less than a team and they were carrying a 92-thousandth squad. The machine gun was broken and the bullets were still there. Each of the dozen soldiers carried a box of bullets and rushed forward.

Just as Zhao Hu was about to continue charging, Minister Cha's voice sounded beside him: "Xiao Zhao, the Japanese have been beaten away. Please withdraw the troops quickly. If there is a large army behind them, the mountain cannons will not be able to transfer!"

Zhao Hu was covered in smoke on his face and said to Minister Cha without hesitation: "Minister Cha, the Japanese are now blocked in a ditch by us, and no matter how many people come, we are not afraid. Moreover, the purpose of our mountain cannons is to fight the Japanese? Can't we run away as soon as the Japanese come and keep being chased and run away easily?"

Minister Cha was so choked by him that he rolled his eyes. When he turned around, he thought, wasn't this the case? Every time he heard the Japanese rushing, the first thing he thought of was transfer and cover. As a result, a lot of supplies were not taken away and they were all seized by the Japanese. Even the people were affected. Are you still a little scared of the Japanese troops? Now you finally got an opportunity, why did you suddenly want to withdraw?

"Okay, okay, since you are not afraid, I will give it my best. I will order another mountain cannon to support me. Fight me well. If you don't kill these Japanese attackers away, don't think you will have another chance to go to the battlefield!"

Zhao Hu's voice came from afar: "Minister Cha, artillery shells are expensive, and it's enough to provide cover for us with a cannon. We'll go to the front and ask you to clean the battlefield behind!"

Minister Cha looked at the broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "What kind of battle did this kid fight? No one of them left behind!"

Four machine guns and dozens of rifles took turns to move forward. Even if the Japanese and puppet troops in the ditch wanted to block it, the grenades on their heads kept falling down, making way for the pursuit troops at the bottom of the ditch. They couldn't even take away the wounded soldiers. Not to mention destroying their weapons, they could only allow the pursuit troops at the bottom of the ditch to throw grenades to both wings, and then the special forces on the ridge pulled out the pins and threw them off!

The squadron leader Sano knew that something was wrong when he heard the sound of the mountain cannon. His vanguard team only prepared a few light machine guns and grenade launchers. In order to strengthen the firepower, he equipped them with a heavy machine gun. Unexpectedly, in an encounter, the Turkish Eighth Route Army was willing to use the cannons to bombard them. Isn’t this a life?

The weapons and equipment of the Eighth Route Army are very simple. The ones equipped with heavy machine guns are at least the company level, or only the battalion level or above have heavy machine guns. If you encounter a mortar, you will be a regiment-level army. Today they actually encountered the army equipped with mountain cannons. Oh, Aunt Amateur, don’t you meet the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army Military Region?

Looking at the puppet troops who were rushing in, they shouldn't have taken them to the battlefield. If the captain had not strictly ordered these guys to come and make up for the numbers, Sano would not want any of them, and hide after the war and run away first!

The puppet soldiers who had already thrown away their rifles and rushed back with their hands in their arms were all covered with tears on their faces, crying at their father and mother, shouting that the Eighth Route Army was powerful, and rushed to the blocking line that was not wide again. Sano could no longer bear it. He pointed the sword forward and shouted a shooting in his mouth!

It is also a big blame for these puppet soldiers' lives. The bottom of the ditch was not wide at first, so it would be strange if they ran in without eyebrowing the blocking line. When the heavy machine gun in front of them sounded, the people around them fell down like cutting wheat. The Japanese killed them like killing chickens, not to mention that they were threatened.

The puppet troops sandwiched between the two armies immediately cried and fell to the ground with their thighs pouting, and kept shouting Huang Jun to spare their lives. We are our own people, but unfortunately the machine guns on the opposite side kept not stopping for a moment, and we couldn't hear what they were calling.

Seeing that the puppet army was blocking the escape of the puppet army, the Sano squadron began to fire grenades at both wings to cover most of the squadron's personnel to escape backwards. They were not fools. When they met the main force of the Eighth Route Army, they were blocked in the ditch. If they didn't run away, they would be completely wiped out!

The special forces team watched the Japanese shoot out the firepower net again, and flashed to both sides and pursued them. Although there were few people, they were never afraid of the Japanese who were pressed at the bottom of the ditch.

Sano was also an old army. He knew that even if he stopped the other party's pursuit troops at the bottom of the ditch, his grenades would not be enough to stop the attack of the Eighth Route Army above his head. While cursing his superiors hatred, he insisted that the squadron attack from the bottom of the ditch, he organized personnel to stand on the pack horse and take a ladder so that some people could be raised to establish a beam defense line.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the entire height of his troops. The two Japanese stood on the horse, and they were still a little short of the mountain ridge. Even if they jumped up, they couldn't catch them, and they were still injured several times.

In the end, I had to grab some tall puppet troops from the crowd that had escaped before and use bayonets to carry them on a ladder, so I finally sent them up to more than a dozen.

As soon as more than a dozen puppet soldiers got on the Liangxiang, they immediately lay down in the snow. Ren's combat experience was not as good as the Japanese and Eighth Route Army. Ren's life-saving methods were used, and the two players could not catch up with these people. However, they fell asleep and saw several white figures rushing towards them quickly in the snow. They shot several shots but failed to hit one of them. Instead, the opponent's rifle was so strong that they could not raise their heads.

The gunshots were different from the past. Two or three rifles fired a light machine gun, but the gun technique was quite accurate. Several puppet soldiers fired a shot, but before they could get on the bullet, they were hit on the head or shoulder. Several puppet soldiers who had just emerged from the ladder were stared at the head by several bullets and shot around their heads. With a flash of kung fu, they were hit by the head and turned over.

After suppressing the firepower of the puppet army, the special forces team used grenade launchers to bombard the bottom of the ditch. After only two grenades, they bombed the pack horses and injured them. All the puppet troops who were taking the ladder made the rolling gourds. When they looked up, the Japanese around them had already left them and ran away. They immediately cried and ran backwards. As for the few scapegoats on the ridge, who had the time to care about their lives or death?

When the remaining puppet soldiers on the ridge saw that everyone had run away, they could not beat the god of killing in the snow, they all shouted and rolled backwards. Even if they fell and injured, they would be better than eating marbles.

When the bayonet saw that there were no enemies on the ridge, and the Japanese cannon behind him was still firing on both wings, they fired two flares backwards. The bright white trajectory clearly marked their positions and the Japanese shooting lines.

When Xu Dapao, who was far away at the entrance of the ditch, saw the signal, he quickly aimed at Lao Bai again. So, the group of Japanese deceased heard the whistling of shells above their heads, all of them changed their faces and waited for death to come!
Chapter completed!