"The Captain Central Captain, hurry up, the Huaxia army has been surrounded by us."

Takakura's pursuit speed is not slow. Of course, there is no faster to escape.

The Japanese communications soldiers had no time to send a telegram at all, and Huaxia soldiers were close at hand.

"Withdraw! Retreat to the side wings!"

There is an ambush arranged by the Huaxia Army in front of them. They dare not take a step forward, and they can only retreat when the wings are dark.

Then find a grass nest to lie down and escape the pursuit of Huaxia soldiers.

The captain of the little devil is still very fate, and the speed of escaping is the slowest, but he is lucky to survive.

"Brother Central Captain, do we have to send a telegram for help?" The Japanese communications soldiers asked with unsuccessful words.

The captain of the Japanese army listened to the violent gunfire and explosion in front of them. Don't think, the Huaxia army has been prepared.

Entering this ambush circle, the opportunity to escape is small, that is to say, one of his squadron has not been saved.

Even if the aid can arrive, in this night, they don't know if the Huaxia army arranges the second ambush circle.

"Withdraw! Go to Wangxian!" The captain of the Japanese army lost a word coldly.

As everyone knows, in the direction of Wangxian, there is another bullet waiting for him.

Qin Dongsheng and they have already prepared for fighting. When the Japanese puppet army entered their ambush circle, he took the lead in shooting.

The Japanese pseudo -army army was panicked, and the sudden ambush made them unable to fight.

Qin Dongsheng has no intention to save ammunition.

What Zhao Zhiguo taught them was that when there was artillery, the battle was solved with guns, and the battle was solved with a gun with a gun.

The magazine shells fell into the enemy group one by one, and the Japanese pseudo -army army was bombed and turned over.

Fortunately, the explosive Japanese puppet army was also suppressed by the fire gun by machine guns.

Under this firepower, recruits can aim at the shooting with a gun calmly.

"The magazine shells are finished, touch it, throw the grenade!"

The sky is still too dark, the effect of the guns is less than half of the daytime.

With the order, the soldiers touched the ghosts and threw grenades to the past.

"Boom"

The flames generated by the explosion were clearly shot to the position where the Japanese puppet army was located, and then cooperated with the soldiers' marksmanship to kill each Japanese pseudo army.

The Japanese pseudo army in the encirclement has no idea of ​​breaking breakout at all, and can only wait for beating.

"Hey, these Japanese pseudo -troops are the same as mud?"

Matthewwen didn't expect the battlefield to change so fast, which was more happy than playing the ** faction.

"If the pure Japanese army is not good, the biggest credit for this battle is the puppet army."

If it is 400 Japanese troops, Zhao Zhiguo dare not use this method. Even if he can drive the Japanese army into the ambush circle, the 400 Japanese troops can still tear their siege circle open a mouth, and even fight against them.

"Little devil may have no time to send a telegram, right?" Ma Xiuwen asked.

"It's hard to say, but the battle has developed to the present, the Japanese army has sent a help telegram much."

The battle has lasted for an hour, and the escape Japanese puppet army is already at the end of the crossbow.

Takakura's troops have joined the war again, and all the troops are eliminating the disabled enemies.

"You count, no less than Han Xin's sides of Chu Ge to Chu Bawang."

Zhao Zhiguo used Wangxian's dialect to let the puppet army randomly, and then let the puppet troops roll up with the Japanese army into chaos.

It has the same purpose as being besieged on all sides.

"Hey, that's right. You can say more words to praise me like this. I like to hear it."

Seeing that the battle had been won, Zhao Zhiguo also had time to joke.

"Fuck you, captain, don't be so immoral, the soldiers are watching."

"Lu Zheng, did you see this battle?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Lu Zheng behind him.

"Captain, I'm already enjoying myself, so just let me watch."

Lu Zheng felt uncomfortable. This battle was so enjoyable, but he couldn't do anything.

"Who told you not to train well? If you had trained well, how could you still be on the bench?" Zhao Zhiguo said.

"I will definitely train well after I go back."

"Let's go, let's go take a look at the fortifications built by the little devils, and we need to trouble the captured young men to help us demolish the fortifications built by the little devils."

After so many days, the place where the Japs built their stronghold already had trenches and communication trenches, as well as the foundations for the gun towers.

If this battle is delayed for another half month, the Japanese army will have a half-finished gun tower or bunker.

With strong fortifications such as gun towers and bunkers, if Zhao Zhiguo and others wanted to attack, the Japanese army could stop their charge with a machine gun.

"You should command the troops to clean the battlefield, and I will take care of mobilizing the masses." Ma Xiuwen said to Zhao Zhiguo confidently.

Zhao Zhiguo then glanced at his watch with a faint light: "The battle is almost over. Lu Zheng, let me give you a chance to go to the battlefield and help clean up the battlefield. Take away everything you can from the little devils, including them."

clothes."

"Okay!"

Finally getting the chance, Lu Zheng ran towards the battlefield like a wild horse running wild.

The battle was basically over. Gao Cang and Qin Dongsheng had no intention of keeping prisoners. It was too dark and they didn't know whether the other party was really surrendering or pretending to surrender, so they might as well kill them all.

By the time Lu Zheng arrived, the battle was already over.

The battle lasted for two hours, leaving Japanese corpses on the ground.

Many soldiers saw the tragic battlefield for the first time. During the battle, they did not feel it. After all, the enemy was far away and they could not see the appearance of the enemy.

But as the battlefield began to be cleaned, many soldiers began to vomit.

Cracked brains, intestines all over the floor, and greasy blood. Many people have never seen such a scene in their lives.

"Ugh~"

Lu Zheng had seen the world, but the soldiers around him were holding torches, which happened to allow him to see a corpse with half of its head cut off by bullets, and the exposed brain was still radiating heat.

He couldn't bear it anymore and squatted beside him and vomited.

"Sir, if I had known this, I wouldn't have come here."

"Hey, isn't this Lao Lu? What happened?"

Yao Pengju was surveying the battlefield with two soldiers, and happened to see Lu Zheng who was vomiting.

"No...no...nothing, I ate too much lobster and abalone..."

Even though things were like this, Lu Zheng didn't forget to use his last bit of stubbornness to brag.

"Lao Lu, no one is laughing at you on the battlefield. If you don't pee your pants when you see such a scene, it's a good thing. There are a few recruits over there who have wet their pants."

Yao Pengju was also a veteran, and he did not want to laugh at anyone in this way, because he had also seen his own soldiers being blown apart by Japanese artillery shells.
Chapter completed!