Originally, the battle had begun, but it ended strangely for no reason.

Some people are looking forward to the dawn, but most people in and outside the village hope that this day will never dawn.

This toss-up.

Both sides didn't even bother to fire another cold shot.

Just like an ordinary village, quietly waiting for the sun to rise.

A low-walled courtyard, a broken house, a broken table, the top.

The man with the ponytail still has the same moral character. He has a bench, but he is not sitting down. He is standing with one foot on the bench and his palms clapping on the table. He is full of company commander style!

The mouth is shiny and shiny, and he is popping.

"Can't you please let people relax and have some discipline? Oh, can you? Your grandma's? Why is she mute? Mule, tell me, was it you who shot that morning?"

Luo Fugui pulled up his feet and placed them on the bench. He rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't these security forces going to attack? I repelled more than thirty security forces in one move.

But it’s all thanks to Po Tian.”

"You're so shameless. When did you sweep a large area and sweep away the enemy? It's a meeting now. What are you talking about there? Put your stinky feet down."

The two company commanders on the left and right, one looking at the sky and the other at the water vat on the table, said nothing.

Xiao Hongying became even more arrogant. She stretched out her hand to grab the broken jar on the table, raised her head and took a big gulp.

He hit it hard on the table, bang, water splashed everywhere, and the broken jar broke into two halves on the table.

The two company commanders stood up in a hurry, and finally their eyes met each other, without sparks.

Mule hurriedly pretended to stop her: "Grandma, are you trying to shake things up?"

The little girl moved her feet from the stool, lowered her head and looked around. There wasn't much water on her body. She raised her head, raised her hand, and pointed at Gao Yidao's nose: "You shameless person, it's already dawn, you say it first."

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Gao Yidao said in a strange tone: "Hey, your Ninth Company is very powerful. You have all replaced your guns with double guns. It makes people jealous. You have exchanged your guns for cannons. This time we are fighting positional warfare. It looks like our Second Company must study hard."

This time it was mostly close combat, and the Second Iron Company would naturally not choose the much shorter lances. Instead, most of them used the 38-gai, which is a long lance that can stab well. One inch longer and one inch stronger.

Hu Yi never thought of taking the initiative to fight the Japanese with bayonets, so most of the soldiers left here in the Ninth Company changed their guns. The reason was that they wanted to attack the Japanese with the same caliber, and the bullets had the same caliber for better coordination.

The focus of the attack on the Japanese is to defend against artillery. Now the Japanese don't know how many people there are in the village. Although the security forces have about a thousand people, they are puppet troops engaged in positional warfare, haha.

The biggest advantage of the Japs is their mortars.

"Pay attention to anti-cannon fire." Hu Yi summed it up simply.

The two company commanders each said a word, and the meeting was over.

As for who defends which place, it was decided when Gao Yidao dug the trenches that the Second Company would defend the perimeter, and the Ninth Company would use ordinary people's houses to make cold shots. Aren't they just two different things?

It doesn't seem to matter who shot the gun.

The heavy machine gun is in a private house in the south of the village, near the grain drying ground. The door to the north of the house has long been demolished. The machine gun is squatting beside the wall of the courtyard outside the house. Behind the light-transmitting window, the thick earth wall is equivalent to

A machine gun base does not have a wide range of shooting.

We have few troops now, so we have to use them wisely.

Captain Maeda wished he could slap Battalion Commander Wang who came to report the news. With such a huge formation, I bet this is not the Eighth Route Army breaking out at all, but a small group of troops harassing them. You can kill a few of them anyway.

Ah, but you fought for a long time and didn't even see the shadow of the Eighth Route Army, so you just let them all run away to the village again?

Battalion Commander Wang looked at Maeda's dark face and felt a little panicked. He had a premonition that Maeda was going to vent his anger, so he quickly added: "We have packed our pockets tightly. Now, not even a fly can fly on the eighth road in the village."

go out."

Maeda had always had specific information about the Eighth Route Army, so his thinking was naturally very different from Wang Yingchang's, thinking that the Eighth Route Army was indeed still surrounded.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Wang Sang, we will launch the attack after dawn. Your troops will be responsible for the south and east. The Meixian Security Army will defend the west and north. Pay attention to prevent the Eighth Route Army from concentrating firepower to break through.

If someone lets the Eighth Route Army escape, they will all fight to the death."

The voice behind him was a bit gritty.

The lieutenants gathered around Maeda stood at attention one by one. The puppet army said in a loud voice. The Japanese and puppet army signal soldiers ran to the east and west, and ran around the village to the encircled platoons to convey orders.

A squadron of Japs led by Maeda, plus two battalions of security forces, nearly a thousand people, wiped out the 200 or so gangsters in this village, but there was no sense of accomplishment.

This group of eight soldiers in the village actually used heavy machine guns. The battlefield report of the cavalry attack showed that these eight soldiers were close to suppressing the heavy machine guns, and then fought with the cavalry with bayonets. This heavy machine gun was also a weapon of the Xinglong Town security army.

In his opinion, the Eighth Route Army also had heavy machine guns before they finally attacked the cavalry camp. The cavalry's bayonet fighting was definitely not their strong point. The defeat was justified. The only thing that weighed on his mind was that he had to report to the headquarters in the end.

is the most important.

A general is the courage of a soldier, and with a high sword, that is the morale of the army, and that is the magic needle of Dinghai. The soldiers of the second company spread out the grenades on the newly dug trench in front, and waited in high spirits for the security troops to come up and touch them.

He shook the dry food bag on his body, shook the new water bottle, and used his hands to cushion it under the fully filled bullet bag, feeling full of confidence.

Even though Wang Xiaosan of the Ninth Company became the squad leader, he was still cooking porridge in the house at this time, and the big dog was lighting the fire. The team in the yard also seemed full of vitality. There were enough bullet barrels and new guns. Nothing could compare with this.

It makes people more excited, gesticulating around, sharpening their guns in battle, and it will be a waste if they are unhappy.

Maeda was in the north of the village, looking at the quiet village in front of him from a distance. It was lifeless, and there were two puffs of smoke. He put down the telescope in his hand, and the orderly next to him took it over, a little angry. The Eighth Route Army was still in the mood to start a gang.

The Japanese and puppet troops had already had breakfast, so Maeda decided to attack immediately. Not a single member of the Eighth Route Army in the village was left behind, and they all fought to avenge Yusui's cavalry.

Although Maeda was angry, he did not advance rashly. He acted steadily and ordered the security forces from four directions to send out a squad in each direction to approach the village first, preparing to reconnoiter the firepower of the Eighth Route Army and then bombard it.

After receiving the order, the security forces' faces turned pale and their waists were bent at a 90-degree angle. Under the urging of the instructors sent by the Japanese, they slowly walked into the village.

Fortunately, before dawn, they scouted the village from all directions. According to the news reported by the security forces in the south, they were almost fifty meters away from the village before they were blocked by the Eighth Route Army. Later, they were also chased by the Eighth Route Army inside.

They were driven out, and the machine gun fired several times, which gave them a little relief.

Even so, the security forces were still confused.

How long can they keep grinding away at this distance of three to four hundred meters? The puppet soldiers finally reached about a hundred meters away from the village. The village was still so quiet, not a single shot was fired.

It seems that the reconnaissance puppet soldier was right.

But there are obviously eight roads in this village. The quieter it is, the more panicked the security troops feel. Soon, the front will enter the fifty-meter range. The security troops' hearts beat faster and they become more and more nervous. The waisted cat

It almost burrowed into the ground.

One of the puppet troops in the south suddenly fell down. The security troops attacking from the east and west sides had been observing the movements of the security troops in the south. Immediately, a large number of them fell down.

Battalion Commander Wang at the back and the battalion commander from the Meixian Security Army to the west saw this situation and were shocked: What is happening?
Chapter completed!