Faced with the problem of female soldiers, Commander Lu felt that he had become a squad leader.

Since you are a squad leader, then follow the squad leader's path.

Commander Lu was completely discouraged. The battlefield was a mess. If you come to ask me how to fight, then I, the squad leader, will teach you how to fight today.

As for how to fight? Of course, the security forces are brought closer and throw grenades, but the security forces are not stupid. They stop advancing after a hundred meters, and the wounded have not gone far, so they cannot retreat now.

The Ninth Company doesn't listen to orders very much. We must take care of Hu Yi when we get back. Hu Yi's life and death are still uncertain. Let's write down the accounts first.

Commander Lu gave the order to the female soldier: "Only risk half of your head and shoot where the bullets are flying."

"But no one can see it. How do I know where the bullet flew from and who do you want me to hit?"

Commander Lu was speechless: "Of course you can't see it. If you can see it, they have been dealt with by those guys from the Ninth Company a long time ago? Is it your turn? Aren't those security forces fools?"

After a pause: "How about you watch how the Ninth Company fights and fight with them?"

"That's not possible. The defense line here is so wide. Who will defend it if we leave?"

That's right, you have to defend your position. Since the gun can't fire, Li Xiang can always adjust the distance of the grenade. As long as a few rounds go by, if the security forces are frightened enough to stand up and run back, it won't be possible to fire again.

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Without the messenger, the regimental commander decided to take command personally. However, before he could start, a grenade from Li Xiang's side flew out of the trench and directly hit the machine gun position of the security forces on the opposite side.

The orders of the Army Corps were once again resolutely executed in advance by the soldiers of the Ninth Company, without even the need for an order.

The security army machine gunner who was enjoying the fight was startled by the explosion of the grenade. Just as he was about to move his position, three or four black grenades flew from the sky. The machine gunner looked at the flying position.

It seemed that they were all aimed at me. He let out a strange scream, didn't even want the machine gun, stood up and ran back. As for the grenades fired at him, whether they were three or four, I couldn't count them all.

Bullets from both sides were flying in the bushes.

The dense bullets don’t recognize anyone. They are flying in the sky. I am feeling the only chance to fly in my life. You want to block my way. The machine gun bullets blocked by the security forces are so angry that they drill into the machine.

The body of the shooter.

Just then, a grenade hit the machine gun position, and with the explosion, the deputy shooter was lifted up high.

The security forces were frightened. Didn't they say that the Eighth Route Army's weapons were inferior? There were so many cannons?

As the saying goes, veterans are afraid of machine guns, and recruits are afraid of artillery. These security forces are almost all white soldiers on the battlefield. The artillery fire from the Eighth Route Army is so accurate that it will definitely hit them on the head in a while, so it is better to retreat a little further first.

As a result, the security forces retreated again. The observing Japanese soldiers carefully looked at the Eighth Route Army position and felt that there were not many Eighth Route Army troops on the opposite side. The location of the grenade was also determined, and they immediately prepared for the security forces to launch a surprise attack.

When I looked back, I saw that the people around me were more than ten meters away from each other. More of them had gone into the bushes, and their shadows were invisible. Several of the security troops who stood up were hit by bullets from the Eighth Route Army.

He fell to the ground screaming and rolling around, and the sergeant had no idea whether he was dead or not, and a few more security guards died.

The front is not far from the Eighth Route Army position, less than a hundred meters away, and the charge can be completed within ten seconds. It is obvious that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side does not have many manpower.

The Japanese decided to let the security troops charge, and immediately ordered the security troops lying on the ground behind them: "Kill the chickens!"

At the same time, he raised his gun and headed towards the Eighth Route Army position ahead to cover the area.

The sound of San Ba ​​Da Gai?

Commander Lu heard this clearly and searched carefully with his binoculars.

Unexpectedly, the female soldiers around me fired. The Japanese were no better than the security forces. They knelt on the ground with half of their heads exposed. They were discovered by a group of female soldiers. After fighting for a long time, they finally got the chance to shoot. Several female soldiers were still mumbling:

Three points and one line, hold your breath and press the trigger lightly.

More than twenty rounds of bullets were fired at the Japanese sergeant who appeared, and he was beaten into pieces by the recruits. This was a consequence that the sergeant never expected. It was because he was in the limelight.

The security forces at the back looked sympathetically at the squad leader of the Imperial Army in front. Everyone was lying on the ground. You had to show your head. Isn't this a hornet's nest?

You're going to die, you still have to twitch a few times, you make my little heart beat wildly, but fortunately you only twitch for a few times and then stop moving, if you keep twitching, you won't make my heart go crazy?

The attack must have a formation, assault, cover, echelons, and fire suppression.

The security forces were not bad either. They formed a neat target formation and came forward. Apart from attracting bullets, they seemed to have no other purpose than relying on the large number of people.

There were screams and screams from the attacking team. Gunfire fell. Five bullets were used up and they had to be reloaded.

It seems that where the shouting is loud, the bullets of the Eighth Route Army will not hit that area. Everyone knows that one is injured and two are lifted. The Eighth Route Army seems not stupid, and they fire back at those places where the shots are fired, and occasionally one or two fly.

Here comes the grenade.

The security forces who wanted to bury their heads in the soil resolutely carried out the company commander's order and loaded their ammunition. Another hail of bullets rained down on the Eighth Route Army position. The grass half a man's height blocked their view, and they worked in vain for a long time.

Except for one machine gunner who was killed and a few injured, the security forces were all intact.

A few wounded soldiers roared loudly, and the uninjured ones began to roar too. Although the roars would not stop bullets, at least the roaring places seemed like the grenade launchers from the Eighth Route Army did not go to the place where the sound was coming.

The company commander of the security army in front looked down upon the eight groups in front: The commander's tactics were really bad. He had to choose a good place to block the attack, at least a high place. The imperial army instructors usually taught their experience.

The trenches on Route 8 are all on flat ground. You are simply an idiot. You don't even take advantage of the terrain. Why don't you choose a higher place so that we can see it and hide it?

For female soldiers, they were common people who farmed in the past. If they want to dig trenches, of course they have to pick a good place to dig. For farmers who farm, who is not willing to dig on flat land? Those high slopes

It can become a high slope because there are rocks below, which remain unmoving in the sun and rain. There are mountains and rocks on the highlands, and the flat land is full of soil. Instead of digging with simple soil, we go to dig trenches at high altitudes. All rocks can be dug.

Move?

"I said you have to shoot in an order. You can't all fire at once. There is obviously an enemy in front of you. You have more than 20 guns to greet them. What about the other enemies?" Commander Lu said in a hoarse voice.

"We saw a guy who showed up in a long time. If we don't hit him, who will we hit?" The female soldiers were obedient.

Commander Lu was speechless: "We are blocking now. The enemy is strong and we are weak. We must first suppress the enemy in their attack path. As a soldier, the best way to fight is to injure the enemy. If one of them is injured, at least one of them must be injured."

If one soldier goes to rescue, then they will have fewer people to attack, so, ah, this battle is not all about killing the enemy, right?"

"Well..."

"When we shoot, we need to work in groups, each looking for the target in front of him. Each person is responsible for the enemy in front of him, and only helps the comrades next to him when he has time. If it is like what we did just now, everyone will go where there is an enemy.
Chapter completed!