After a while, the east side of the village turned into a lively fight in the west.

The bandits who were sent to Wang Sanzhu kept reporting the situation on both sides, and he listened carefully to the gunshots on both sides from time to time.

Until now, the gunfire of the two wings fighting back was very sparse, and I nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his hand, "Everyone gets on the bike right away! Attack head-on!"

The group of people in the village in the south were a bit surprised by him. Perhaps he saw that the people he brought were riding animals and bicycles, and he did not dare to run away during the day!

Although the men were not riding war horses, they were only a little distance away. In a short while, they almost advanced to the largest village in the south.

Just the night before yesterday, most of his more than 100 brothers under him were in the loss. Thinking of those happy days of life and death brothers who had been living and dead for many years, he felt very uncomfortable!

Relying on the large number of people, there is no need to adopt any tactics, just crush them directly!

As for shouting? There is no need to be, the strength is there.

Wang Peng originally arranged a small group of troops to shoot with the bandits outside the village. Seeing the bandits coming in full force, he looked up at the sky and immediately ordered: "Everyone will be withdrawn from the village, let's fight them slowly!"

The peripheral troops immediately contracted into the village!

The village had been swept by the Japanese many times. There were dense shooting holes on the broken walls outside the village with chests high. The soldiers retreated into the village extended the black gun barrel out of the shooting holes, and slowly put cold guns into the bandits who were scattering and charging.

Immediately afterwards, the Czech machine gun positioned on the roof began to fire.

Dada dada...

Machine gun ballistics rage among bandit storm ranks.

Some people were constantly shot and fell from the horse's back. Some unlucky guys' feet were still put on the kickstand and dragged to the ground to continue moving forward.

As soon as the two sides fought, the battle immediately became fierce. The soldiers in the village shot out from the shooting hole. It is very unlikely that the bandits would hit the soldiers hiding behind the walls in the village!

But it was impossible to resist the many bandits. Almost all the 100 guns running in front were fired at places with muzzles. Although the guns were not accurate when riding on horseback, after several rounds of bullets, many of the dense bullets rushed into the shooting holes.

The fighter fighting back behind the wall began to suffer casualties. A warrior was hit directly by a bullet in the face. The warrior next to him was kneeling on the ground, tangling the angry warrior with gauze on the face of the angry warrior, leaving only his nose in and out of his breath.

Outside the wall, bullets shot by bandits were everywhere, and the sound of hitting the earthen wall was slapping.

Scattered gunfires in several other directions of the village also began to sound.

The bandit gunner swung the engineer's shovel round and quickly dug out a shallow pit. Another bandit smashed the hoe hard into the pit, skillfully raised the cannon barrel, and constantly adjusted the tripod. The bandits who had been waiting next to him directly stuffed the mortar shell into the muzzle!

Boom, a muffled sound, and a mortar shell flew into the air.

Immediately afterwards, another mortar also fired a shell.

The bandit artillery did not rush to put in the second shell until the shell exploded in the village, and the gunner began to adjust the elevation angle of the barrel according to the explosion point.

The second shell entered the chamber!

Two loud explosions in the village scared Wang Peng, who was lying on the roof, and he jumped: No, the bandits have cannons, and their power is quite strong!

Holding the telescope, he carefully observed the direction pointed by the observer next to him, and soon he found the artillery position set up by bandits in the dust behind the horse team.

He quickly ordered the machine gunner who was fighting on the roof next to him: "Machine gun, come and suppress the bandits' mortars!"

It is hard to say that the Eighth Route Army is indeed poor.

There is a saying in the Eighth Route Army that as long as the regiment with heavy machine guns is the main force!

There is a big difference between fighting guerrilla warfare and positional warfare. The machine gun firepower is much greater than that of a mortar!

What the two sides are competing now is firepower. Most of the time, firepower determines everything.

The reason why new recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns is naturally his reason.

The machine gun fire can completely prevent the opponent from raising his head, and it can also directly defeat the opponent's confidence.

Even the Japanese gave up their cavalry. How could the bandits riding on horses compare to the elite cavalry of the Japanese?

To put it bluntly, it is just an infantryman riding a horse!

Once the horse runs, it is very difficult to stop and will collide with the people behind. If the formation is not completely opened during the attack, the people running behind will have no way to shoot!

However, four legs are much faster than people. During the head-on battle, the cavalry also has a great advantage. The horse has a big head and can almost help the people lying on the horse's back block bullets!

The horse's brain is very small, and the chance of hitting it directly is very small. When charging, the horse's internal organs are behind the legs, so the possibility of directly killing the horse with one shot is very small, and the horse can still continue to move forward when it is shot!

Under the dense rain of bullets with two machine guns in the north of the village, some bandits saw that there were machine guns in the village and scattered directly to the east and west wings of the village. The bandits on the backs of more than 200 horses charged with majestic momentum, and they ran fast and rushed into the village directly!

An 82-mm mortar shell slid into the barrel of the gun, and the shells continued to explode in the village, stirring up a bunch of dust and mist of tobacco.

The ground trembled again and again, and the shock waves rolled up the dust on the ground and kept leaping into the air.

The broken walls kept collapsing, and smoke and dust filled the village.

Lying on the roof of a bungalow in the north of the village, Wang Peng kicked the machine gunner who had emptied a magazine away, pulled the machine gun over, stood up halfway, adjusted the ruler on the left side of the machine gun, and the blood-red eyes under the brim of the hat, and the face was full of anger and hideousness.

The firepower of Czech machine guns is not bad. There are only twenty bullets in a magazine in total, and it can be empty in just a few seconds if the trigger is not placed.

Wang Peng skillfully changed into a full magazine, stopped the bolt and directly pressed the trigger. A tongue of flame immediately rushed out of the muzzle and bit the bandit artillery in the distance.

The machine gunner next to him turned his head and glanced, and the ballistic immediately turned, forming cross-fire with Wang Peng's machine gun trajectory. The target no longer aimed at the approaching bandits, but instead rushed towards the bandit artillery position.

The village defense has been arranged long ago. Even if he temporarily gave up command, his company commander would command various units to fight back.

After the battle started, it seemed that they were fighting on their own, but in fact, Wang Peng's command was still in play, and the messenger next to him was holding a black tiger flag in his hand!

The soldiers on the high ground around the village attack or defend against the direction pointed by Wang Peng's flag.

This trick was mentioned by the instructor when he attended the wine station before the New Year.

Amid the deafening explosions in the village, the shell bombing point was approaching the two machine gun fire points without realizing it.

Some new recruits could not stand the suppressed sound and shock wave at all. When they saw the bandits entering the village, they immediately rushed out of the hidden spot without hesitation, and rushed straight towards the bandits riding horses in the smoke of gunpowder.

More than a dozen bandits who rushed into the village had changed their guns and pulled the trigger at the figure that appeared.

Several recruits were knocked to the ground before they could fire their rifles.

The bandits continued to run around in the alleys of the village filled with smoke, and unknowingly rushed to the north of the village.

Suddenly, a shell fell from the sky with a harsh whistling sound and directly hit the bandit group.

The shells exploded, and the shock wave rushed into the body with shrapnel. The horse was shaken upside down. A certain horse was very unfortunate. It was cut through the belly by high-speed shrapnel. The horse staggered, and then a ball of hot air was pulled down from the belly and fell into the water, tilting in the overwhelming bricks and tiles.

The remaining bandits screamed in disgrace. Suddenly, they saw the dense gray figures behind the broken wall that had been blown up. One of the leaders immediately screamed: "Is it a big idea, I'll pull it!"

A group of bandits quickly pulled the horse's head and turned around and ran away. The rest lay on the ground, blinking at the sky and watching the smoke filled the smoke.

It is hard to tell whether it is dark or smoke.

All I left was regret, forgot the pain, forgot the screams, my eyes slowly blurred, and I fell into boundless darkness.

Wang Peng took advantage of the machine gun shooting on the roof next to him and quickly changed to a full magazine and pulled the bolt: "These dogs! Go to die! Cough cough..."

call out...

Another shell exploded directly in the yard of the machine gun position, and the dust rolled in the air and could not see anything immediately. Wang Peng felt that the roof was tilting, and he had already had his eyes red at this time. He felt that the trigger was pressed down until he was empty-mailed to the bandit artillery position.

The soldiers next to him groped and pulled Wang Peng away from the machine gun: "Battery Commander, go quickly, this house is about to collapse!"

The originally sturdy bungalow could not withstand shelling!

Wang Peng and the six correspondents in charge of the guards, the flag bearer, the machine gunner, the deputy shooter and the ammunition master, slid from the roof of the bungalow to the side at about the same time, and then the roof of the bungalow collapsed to the side as well as the walls.

All the dust in the house was aroused, and nothing could be seen on the scene. As soon as the five people emerged from the dust, they saw a bandit running around in the village.

The two sides looked at each other for a second, and the bandit shouted, subconsciously avoided, rushed directly from the horse's back, kicked his feet on the horse's back, and skillfully rushed towards the yard gate next to it.

The dusty Wang Peng pulled out the shell gun, shook his head, wiped the dust that had entered his eyes, and thought to himself that he was lucky. The bandit was holding the shell gun in his hand just now!

If I really shot at the target, I and the correspondent took out the machine gun team to get out of the dust. I guess all the people would have to be reimbursed by that guy!

Fortunately, that guy ran away in a panic...
Chapter completed!