Murakawa Masao's heated brain calmed down immediately, "Yoshi, the flower girl is here to stay, so that the Imperial Warriors can do the work they need."

Upon hearing the captain's order, the Japanese opened their mouths and screamed in excitement.

Huang Gang's face was full of despair at this time.

His team members were deployed on both sides, thinking that it was absolutely safe, but he didn't expect that the imperial army would suddenly attack with such a strong force.

After a bombardment, Huang Gang rolled and climbed into a simple fortification that had just been set up, and escaped unhurt. He was secretly grateful to Minister Shu.

If it hadn't been for her reminder, he would have gone to see the King of Hell this round of bombardment.

He watched several of his confidants being shattered to pieces by the imperial army's artillery shells, and felt chills in his heart.

This is not Captain Kagawa's unit. It looks like a large brigade of troops, sweeping over like a death scythe.

He immediately thought of surrendering, and then turned his gun to deal with Tubalu. After receiving his order, his confidant stood up and prepared to step forward, but was shot dead on the spot with a cold shot.

"It's over!"

The traitor finally understood the cruel fact. On the battlefield, in the eyes of the imperial army, he was no different than an ant.

No one will believe in themselves, and no one will care about the puppet troops. As long as they stand up, they will definitely be shot dead on the spot like their closest friends.

"It's over!"

He muttered to himself and weakly lowered his head on the fortification, his whole body as weak as if his bones had been removed.

"Captain Huang, let's fight the Japanese."

Not all puppet soldiers are weaklings anyway. After this period of revolutionary theoretical education, many people have sincerely recognized the Eighth Route Army and are proud of it.

Although they are still led by Captain Huang, their hearts are getting farther and farther apart.

There were only a dozen or so confidants that Huang Gang could fully trust, and now more than half of them had been wiped out. Most of the other team members were trembling with fear, unable to hold their guns steady, and just lying on the ground.

"What can we do to fight..."

The puppet army commander subconsciously read this word, and his mind was still panicking. Several puppet soldiers had already pulled the trigger. With the crisp sound of gunfire, one or two Japanese fell down, and suddenly the machine gun bullets rained down like a heavy rain.

Spilled over.

"Brothers, fight with the Japanese."

A fat puppet soldier was shooting and shouting. He successfully took over Huang Gang's position and won the approval of his brothers.

At this time, more than ten of the seventy or eighty puppet soldiers had been defeated. Most of the remaining ones fired back, and noisy gunshots rang out from the left and right.

The Japs just paused for a moment, and then launched a charge with powerful firepower.

The mantis blocks the cart with its arms and hits the rocks with its eggs.

"Press grid."

How did the Japs from the Murakawa Brigade know Huang Gang? They only knew that they had to eliminate the blocking soldiers in front of them in order to crush the rear troops on the Tubal Road, so they wrapped themselves around like poisonous snakes.

"Fight...fight...fight..."

The situation is stronger than people. If you don't shoot, you will get beaten. If you don't shoot, you will die faster.

Huang Gang's upper and lower teeth kept chattering, and the tone of his shouts had also changed.

How did it become like this?

…

Yang Jun covered the crowd and ran back desperately. They knew that with the power of Huang Gang, they could not stop the Japanese charge.

Don't think about the lives of the main troops in the front now. The key is to protect the masses and the stretcher team and retreat to Qiuzhuang.

"Run, everyone, run behind and don't worry about anything else. If you reach the village, you will win."

She grabbed a correspondent and said, "Go back immediately and let Zhang Zhu lead the team to cover the masses, and then fight the Japanese in tunnels."

On the battlefield, every minute and second can determine life or death.

If Zhang Zhu takes cover earlier, he will be able to sacrifice fewer people.

The surrounding fields were full of gunfire and the explosion of shells and grenades. People were running in the dust that covered the sky. The enemy's cavalry rushed over the valley, and there were also enemy motorcycle and bicycle troops on the road.

Yang Jun and his guards lay down on the ground and fired several shots. The weak firepower could not stop the Japs' advance. Seeing that Tubal Road's firepower was too weak, the enemy did not stop under the command of the sergeant. They charged with weapons and howling.

Came over.

"Principal Yang, withdraw."

A guard was using his body to protect Yang Jun from behind. He was just running out of breath for fear of being hurt by bullets, when he saw Cai Dan running towards her to meet her.

"Lie down!"

The guard called out from behind. Yang Jun heard that the sound was wrong and hurriedly pulled Cai Dan to lie down. A machine gun bullet shot from behind and broke a small tree in front of him.

"Brother Zhu is here, let's retreat, retreat into the village to fight guerrillas!"

Since the following crowds had been completely disrupted by the Japs, there were several people here and there, and no one could care about anyone for a while. Everyone had only one thought in their mind: they would not be caught by the Japs even if they died, and they would try their best to squeeze in any gaps they saw.

Some were injured and knew they couldn't run away, so they lay down on the ground or in the ditch. After encountering the Japanese, some fired grenades, and some jumped up and hit them with rocks and bit them with their teeth.

The proud roar of the Japanese became louder and louder. They easily broke through the obstruction of the puppet army and a small number of militiamen and inserted themselves into the rear of Tubal Road.

They are not in the mood to deal with these ordinary people for the time being. Their troops are very quick, and the enemy's target is Qiuzhuang.

As long as Qiuzhuang is captured, Tubal Road will fall apart, and the fruits of victory can be reaped without any effort.

These Tuba Road and the masses are now in ruins. Everyone can only run wildly and have no fighting ability. The attack formation cannot be dispersed because of them.

How much more can two human legs outrun a galloping war horse with four hooves?

The Japanese cavalry squadron held their sabers high, with cruel cold light shining on the blades, forming a cone-shaped array.

They no longer care about the crowds running around, they are all lambs to be slaughtered, they just want to see when they are interested in eating them.

The Japanese cavalry slowly let go of their horses' hooves and increased their speed.

Ahead is Qiuzhuang, which is the only place on Tuba Road where resistance can be organized. As long as Qiuzhuang is captured and rolled forward, none of these people will be able to escape.

The captain squinted his eyes. He had already seen some fortifications in front of the village entrance, and he also saw black figures flashing around the fortifications.

It has to be said that the Tubal Road here is quite well-trained. Some people calmed down so quickly and began to block with all their strength in an attempt to block the pace of the imperial army.

Then, grind it into powder!

Be enlightened!

The war horses raised dust, the steel swords flashed, and nearly a hundred horsemen began to charge.

They howled, formed a sharp formation, and rushed towards Qiuzhuang.

"Damn it, don't you have the firepower to bully us?"

Zhang Zhu led most of the Second Brigade to ambush in this shallow ditch. Although the fortifications were simple, it was already the fastest civil engineering work.

It is not just an assassination practice. As the main force, civil work is an excellent tradition of our party and our army. Of course it cannot be discarded. In the Korean War, when faced with the beautiful country's "Van Fleet Ammunition", if the civil work is not done well, even the bones will be broken.
Chapter completed!