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Chapter 660 Ambush!

The Japanese shells hit the mountain pass like money, and exploded. Although the soldiers digging the trenches were all lying in the trenches, some people were still blown away with the fire.

It was not until this time that the squadron leader's frown stretched out and he slowly smiled.

"Dadadada..." Suddenly, a burst of machine gun strafing sounded behind the squadron leader.

Even though the sound of the shell explosion was deafening, the squadron leader could hear it clearly.

"What's going on!" The squadron leader turned his head and saw the Eighth Route Army rushing towards him.

"It's the Eighth Route Army. Where did they come out? They are equipped with many light machine guns!" the adjutant next to him shouted in dismay.

He opened his mouth and looked shocked, but he didn't react for a long time.

"Architecture, order the artillery to retreat immediately!" The squadron leader responded quickly and shouted as soon as he saw the direction of the Eighth Route Army assault.

"It's too late!" The adjutant finally reacted from the shock, and a very tragic scene appeared in front of him. His face turned pale after a flash, and he said in great despair.

A platoon of Eighth Route Army rushed towards the artillery position.

There are not many people, but they are equipped with a total of five machine guns.

Five soldiers held the machine guns in their arms, lined up to assault the artillery positions, and fired while rushing.

In an instant, the firepower net formed by five flame tongues enveloped more than 20 gunners in the artillery position.

When the screams reached my ears, more than half of the artillery squad had been injured or killed.

The remaining dozen gunners turned into a despairing dog, threw down the mortar and rushed towards the position.

"Calling the machine guns immediately to block the Eighth Route Army behind them," the Japanese squadron leader ordered anxiously.

"Dadada..." As soon as he finished speaking, familiar gunfire came out from other directions.

A bush less than fifty meters away from him suddenly appeared dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers, and five soldiers holding machine guns rushed to the front, firing at the same time.

"Captain, be careful!" The guard beside the squadron leader threw the squadron leader to the ground.

"Swoosh!" The moment he fell to the ground, the squadron leader clearly felt the sound of bullets flying over his scalp.

If it weren't for the guard, these bullets that flew over the scalp must have had several holes in their heads.

Fortunately, the guards lying on their backs were no longer moving.

Sudden screams began to sound beside me.

"Captain, a platoon of Eighth Route Army emerged from the east, and it has come over!" The adjutant who was lucky enough to avoid the attack continued to shout, his tone of trembling due to fear and nervousness.

"The Eighth Route Army on the front also began to attack. They were equipped with many heavy machine guns!" A Japanese shouted to the squadron leader not far away.

"It's over!" These two words suddenly appeared in the squadron leader's mind.

"Bageya Road, this is a trap. The Eighth Route Army wants to eliminate our trap, and we are fooled!"

Because the troops did not dig trenches, all ordinary infantry were exposed to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army light machine guns behind them.

More than a dozen machine guns fired together, and the flames were like death scythes, reaping their lives to the fullest.

Although the light and heavy machine guns have positions, the sandbag bunkers are all facing the mountain pass, and the machine gunner's back is still exposed under the guns of the guard company.

First, more than 20 artillery squads were destroyed under the strafing of five light machine guns, and then the light and heavy machine gun positions were severely damaged under the targeted strafing of the Eighth Route Army machine guns, almost all of which became decorations. Finally, they killed the infantry, and had vicious killing methods, and had perfect plans.

At this time, the remaining infantry had lost the cover of light and heavy machine guns, and were crushed by the Eighth Route Army machine guns from the beginning, unable to lift their heads.

If you are lucky enough to find an opportunity to fight back, you can only shoot a few bullets.

But the casualties of several people could not stop the guard company's impulse to kill them.

"Bageyalu, this is not a battle at all, it is a massacre!" the squadron leader shouted with a look of despair.

My mind keeps moving, hoping to think of a way to defeat the enemy.

However, as the Eighth Route Army rushed over from three directions, although there were not many people, the firepower was extremely strong. In addition, the screams of soldiers kept ringing around him, the desperate squadron leader could not find a solution no matter how he thought about it.

"Retreat, retreat to the stronghold on the mountain!" Suddenly, the artillery tower at the stronghold, which was firing a gun, attracted the squadron leader's eyes and gave him a sudden inspiration to make a decision.

The Japanese in the stronghold kept staring at the foot of the mountain.

A battle that will win, because the ambush suddenly appeared like this, the shocked squadron leader showed a look of fear.

Although I don't know where the ambush behind the reinforcements came out.

But he knew one truth: if the reinforcements were destroyed, the Eighth Route Army in the mountains could cross the blockade through the trenches and escape from the mountains.

The blame for letting the Eighth Route Army escape from the mountains was that even if he was a squadron leader, he would not be able to bear the blame even if he committed suicide by cesarean section.

Therefore, the moment the ambush appeared, the squadron leader in the stronghold decided to unconditionally reinforce the reinforcements at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly the guards could not attack themselves, but the Eighth Route Army at the foot of the mountain could attack.

Therefore, as long as the heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles in the artillery tower could shoot, they would join the battle in one and two battalions of heavy machine guns to fire, and provide fire cover to the reinforcements as much as possible.

"Sir, the reinforcements are retreating to us!" As soon as the reinforcements retreated, the adjutant standing next to the squadron leader in the stronghold reminded.

"I'm confused, are they all stupid pigs? They have retreated to the top of the mountain. Whoever blocks the mountain pass? The Eighth Route Army can still break through our blockade through the trenches!" the squadron leader cursed loudly.

After all, he was a friendly army. No matter how dissatisfied he was, no matter how much anger he had in his stomach, he could only swallow it into his stomach.

He ordered decisively: "Provide fire cover to the retreating troops immediately and let them withdraw their stronghold first!"

Wang Ping also saw the retreating Japanese.

The fat meat that has been eaten in the mouth cannot be watched as they slip away.

"The Japanese are hiding in the artillery tower, we can't do anything to them. Now that they are exposed, they must not let them get back to the turtle shell!" Wang Ping decided to light up in his eyes.

"Architecturers, concentrate all the mortars and blow them up for me, kill them!"

"Light and heavy machine guns, concentrate their firepower and chase them!"

Everyone was attracted by the fierce firefighting on the battlefield, and their eyes were all focused on the Japanese retreat troops.

The Japanese at the stronghold on the top of the mountain prayed in their hearts as they shot, hoping that the troops at the foot of the mountain could retreat more to the stronghold.

The Eighth Route Army at the foot of the mountain thought they ran slower and gave themselves more time to shoot.

Behind the Japanese stronghold, dozens of figures were like ghosts in the night, touching the Japanese stronghold on the top of the mountain little by little.

Compared with the firefighting gathered in front, it is much quieter here, and the footsteps on the road can be heard clearly.

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