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In the morning, the hardworking villagers of Laoyang Village planned to start their hard-working day after dawn.

In the morning, in the artillery tower outside Laoyang Village, the Japanese and the Japanese were eating canned food and staring at the surroundings nervously.

In the morning, in the morning mist that had just dissipated, a team of gray military uniforms slowly revealed their figures.

The villagers of Laoyang Village gave up today's farming task at the first time, and the entire village fell into a quiet that would only be available in the middle of the night.

In the artillery tower, the Japanese squad leader said hideously: "Yoxi!"

And the gray military uniform team, with agile steps, began to surround the buildings that stood on the ground but represented an invading one.

In Laoyang Village, Lao Hu and a few guerrillas were at Yang Dashou's home. The father and son who were tied up begging to look at the murderous guerrillas, wanting to forgive, but their mouths were tied up and could only make a whimpering sound. Lao Hu looked at the two people with expressionless face, like a pool of ice, but everyone familiar with Lao Hu knew that Lao Hu was trying hard to suppress his anger.

Yang Dashou walked around Lao Hu, anxiously chanting, muttering:

"Why haven't started yet... Why haven't you come yet..."

At this time, a team member ran in excitedly: "Captain, our team has appeared and is moving towards the artillery tower!"

Lao Yang was overjoyed and shouted to Lao Hu: "Captain, we should organize the villagers to transfer!"

"Old Yang, don't worry," Lao Hu suddenly smiled and then stood up suddenly. Before Yang Dashou could react, a huge fist hit his face. The man weighing more than 140 pounds was hit on the ground by a punch and could not get up for a long time.

The guerrillas looked at this scene in shock, not knowing what happened. Yang Dashou only raised his head after a long time: "Old Hu! Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy! Yang Dashou, you turtle, a bastard who is raised by a bitch!" Lao Hu, who had suppressed his anger for many days, roared furiously: "You actually make a dog for the little Japanese? You actually make a dog for the little Japanese!"

The guerrillas looked at the captain who was out of control in shock, and then they all looked at Yang Dashou on the ground with angry eyes. Yang Dashou was also shocked. He said in a panic:

"Old Hu, you...why are you kidding? You...I...how did I make a dog for the little Japanese?"

"At this point, do you think you can deceive me?" Lao Hu was angry and disappointed: "Aren't you just waiting for Oda Squadron? Okay, I'll satisfy your wish today. When Oda Squadron comes, I will send you away with you in person!"

Yang Dashou's last luck was shattered by this sentence. He said anxiously: "Captain, I...I...I have no choice. They... They want to torture me. I...I'm afraid. I...Captain, give me a chance. I swear, I swear I will never betray me again."

"It's too late!" Old Hu squeezed out two words from his teeth. If at the beginning, Yang Dashou could confess and explain everything, he would still save him, but now...

Although the plan was successfully implemented, this damn man wanted to ruin a company of revolutionary teams in exchange for glory and wealth - unforgivable!

"Tie him up!" Old Hu shouted loudly. After seeing no hope, Yang Dashou suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Old Hu. He was harsh and said, "If you are the surname Hu, don't force me! Don't force me!"

Old Hu looked at Yang Dashou calmly, "Do you want to kill me?"

"It was you who forced me, it was you who forced me. Let me go, let me go, I swear, I will never fight with the Japanese from now on, I swear, don't come over, don't come over!" Yang Dashou looked at Lao Hu as he pressed towards him step by step, threatening incoherently. Seeing that Lao Hu was only one step away from him, he looked crazy: "It was you who forced me! Let's die together!"

He pulled the trigger, but unexpectedly he heard a dull "click" sound.

There are no bullets in the gun...

Lao Hu closed his eyes in pain, and he really shot!

"Captain, captain, I...I didn't mean it...Captain, spare me..." Yang Dashou was struggling to death again, but the guerrillas rushed forward, punched and beat Yang Dashou to the ground and tied him up. Yang Dashou was still begging for mercy, but the guerrillas directly stuffed his mouth.

Looking at Yang Dashou, who was still begging even though his mouth was stuffed and his expression of praying, Lao Hu remembered what Zheng Yingqi said to him last night:

"This man will become more confident if he does something wrong, so don't capsize in the gutter!"

Old Hu sighed silently, he didn't even understand the young man!

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The 2nd Company and the Sharpshooter Squad have reached a position 500 meters away from the artillery tower. This distance has entered the range of bullets, but neither side has fired, but are waiting for the distance to be closer.

The bunkers and artillery towers that could not withstand a few cannons on the European battlefield were a very tough bone for the independent regiment. In order to chew such a hard bone, the 2nd Company made a lot of preparations.

But no matter how much they prepare, they must brave the Japanese firepower to reach a distance of 200 meters or even closer to make their purpose.

Looking at the annoying artillery tower standing on the ground, the second company commander ordered: "Every platoon! Go forward!"

The three rows of the 2nd Company were spread out in units of rows, and then they approached the artillery tower in the distance with an encirclement. The distance was constantly closer, and soon they reached a distance of 400 meters.

Bang

In the artillery tower, the Japanese finally fired.

The Japanese can shoot condescendingly, but the second company charged cannot. At a distance of more than 300 meters, even Zheng Yingqi cannot use the 38-large cover to hit the shooting holes that are large inside and small outside, so the best way at this time is to continue rushing!

The platoon leaders and squad leaders shouted: "Don't worry! Go!"

"Machine gun, set up a cover position at 250 meters!"

In this charge team, Zheng Yingqi led the sharpshooter squad to charge with the second platoon. As the distance narrowed, the Japanese's hit rate also increased. As Zheng Yingqi saw, four or five soldiers fell to the ground.

【Fuck it!】

Zheng Yingqi wailed in pain. He knew that with the current equipment of the Independent Regiment, there must be many casualties and injuries in the artillery tower. But until now, his side had not opened fire. Four or five soldiers fell to the ground when they saw him. The casualties made him jealous. So he accelerated wildly, wanting to reach the place where it could be opened as quickly as possible, at least a machine gun was forced to shut down.

A machine gun noticed Zheng Yingqi who was starting to accelerate in the stormtrooper. He began to chase Zheng Yingqi in an orderly manner. Feeling the shooting frequency of the Japanese machine gunners, Zheng Yingqi kept making evasive moves, just like dancing on the tip of a knife. Finally, he approached more than 200 meters away from the artillery tower.

Stop, half-squat, aiming in one go, and then Zheng Yingqi pulled the trigger. The bullet that he had high hopes did not deviate, but did not hit the machine gunner in the artillery tower. The wall thickness of the artillery tower is generally 70 cm to one meter, and the shooting holes are large inside and small outside. Although the shooting holes of the machine gun were slightly larger, the bullets only hit the inner wall of the shooting hole.

Listening to the machine gun roaring again, Zheng Ying cursed her origins in a pissy manner, and had to continue to move because at least two Japanese men had already set their sights on him and were constantly shooting.

The 38th large cover was a bolt-action rifle, and there was no continuous firepower. Zheng Yingqi continuously avoided the Japanese aiming and shooting with his evasive action.

The machine gun firepower of the Eighth Route Army finally got up. After receiving support from the regiment, the number of machine guns reached a new high - as many as six. In addition, the 92 heavy machine guns seized, they finally got a little suppressed by the Japanese after they were furious.

But then the enemy troops in the artillery tower focused on taking care of these light and heavy machine guns. After two machine guns were fired in succession, the soldiers behind finally prepared to deliver the prepared backhand.

There are dry firewood and wet wood that make thick smoke, there are earth tanks that are compacted with wet soil in the middle with multiple layers of quilts, and there are sandbags, earth tanks and sandbags, wheelbarrows, etc. that are quickly built to cover firepower in the cleared shooting boundary of the Japanese army.

With the completion of the cover of the fire cover, the 2nd Company finally had a breath, but the attack could not be lost. About three squads of soldiers began to approach the artillery tower under the cover of fire, and also diverted some of the attack firepower in the artillery tower.

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Just when gunfire sounds came from the artillery tower in Laoyang Village, Oda showed a grim smile of success in the conspiracy in Baigouzi, ten miles away from Laoyang Village.

The slim Tu Eighth Route Army is over this time!

Oda smiled grimly and ordered: "Attack! The Eighth Route Army that surrounded Laoyang Village, kill them all, without leaving them!"

Three miles away from the battlefield, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were lying on the observation position, watching the 2nd Company's attack on the artillery tower through the telescope.

"Dog Japanese! He is so sad!" Li Yunlong looked at the casualties of the 2nd Company and cursed with pain. Before he could enter the artillery tower, more than 20 soldiers were shot and injured. The casualties made Li Yunlong cry in pain. Zhao Gang, who was beside him, was also sad. Although he knew that the casualties of the Japanese artillery tower were difficult to fight, the casualties of more than 20 soldiers were beyond Zhao Gang's imagination.

And the casualties of the 2nd Company will inevitably be more in the future!

Li Yunlong soon found Zheng Yingqi's figure on the fierce battlefield. Seeing Zheng Yingqi running around like crazy, how could Li Yunlong know that Zheng Yingqi had to do it in order to attract more firepower from the Japanese.

"Jin Yingqi, you really think you are a slap!" Li Yunlong cursed with pain. Such a treasure did not take his life seriously. At this moment, he regretted putting Zheng Yingqi in the attack sequence.

The battle to attack the artillery tower continued, but the scouts never received any return to discover the traces of the Japanese reinforcements. Li Yunlong was anxious. Many times he impulsively wanted the mortar to go down to support him, but in order to catch the dog, Oda took the bait, he could only suppress the impulse.

Finally, after half an hour of the battle, the scouts finally ran away to report: "The regiment commander, found the traces of the Japanese! Now they are almost 5 miles away, and the Japanese are divided into two groups and have made an encirclement force!"

Li Yunlong showed a look of relief: "Dog Damn has finally taken the bait!"

The 2nd company's sacrifice value!

He ordered: "Continue to monitor the movements of the Japanese and make the companies prepare for covert preparations! Without my orders, it is not allowed to be exposed!"

Zhao Gang, who was standing beside him, also smiled, but looking at the 2nd Company still attacking the artillery tower, Zhao Gang couldn't help but whisper: "Hurry up, shoot down the artillery tower!"
Chapter completed!