In a mountain forest not far away, Zhou Weihan and others were hiding here.
Zhou Weihan held a telescope and observed the battle situation ahead, with a smile on his face. He was obviously very satisfied with the battle situation.
Chu Yunfei, who was next to him, also looked in amazement: "This battle was fought happily, and the enemy's firepower was destroyed immediately. If our soldiers have such fighting power, how dare the Japanese army be so arrogant!"
Zhou Weihan thought to himself, I selected these damn soldiers from a team of more than 2,000 people. Their combat effectiveness is already comparable to that of the elite companies of the volunteers who fought in North Korea. In time, they may become an elite special forces unit.
According to Zhou Weihan's idea, the current mission of the reconnaissance company is to penetrate behind enemy lines, fight flexibly, and give you a sap at critical moments.
"Hey, the little devil is going to run away!" Zhou Weihan said.
Dong Jiang was in the middle of the game and did not anticipate the little Jaap's movements in advance. Zhou Weihan was on the sidelines but had no time to warn him.
Dong Jiang, who was squatting in the trench at this time, carefully observed the situation on the battlefield. According to the original plan, the reconnaissance company was to withdraw to the hills behind and fight with the Japs hanging, but the current situation was beyond his expectation.
"Company commander, the kid seems to be running away." A soldier pointed at the kid slowly retreating below and said.
Just now, because the Japs lost their fire support, the attack of the three infantry units attacking from the front was greatly hindered. They had been suppressed by the light machine guns mounted on the mountain by the reconnaissance company. Even though the Japs were among the puppet troops, some of them were still named from time to time.
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As soon as they had a fight, the young Japanese sergeant who took the lead knew that this group of Eighth Route Army troops on the mountain was different from the Tubal Army in the past. Not only were they well-equipped, but their marksmanship was extremely accurate, and they had rich combat experience. They could shoot whenever they got the chance.
The attack has become a living target, and nothing can be done. If the attack continues, the entire army will be wiped out. The little Japanese is not stubborn, grits his teeth, raises his hand and shouts: "Withdraw"
As a result, he made too many moves and was stared at by Liang Daxi on the mountain: "Hey, I finally found you."
Liang Daxi pulled the bolt of the gun and pushed the bullet into the chamber. The crosshairs quickly locked on the Japanese sergeant who turned around.
Less than two hundred meters away, there was a "pop" sound, and the little Japanese soldier Cao was shot in the head.
The enemies who had been taking turns to cover the retreat just now were instantly confused. The retreating puppet troops looked at each other, rubbed oil on their soles, and ran away.
There is a saying on the battlefield that as long as you run faster than your teammates, you have a greater chance of surviving.
The puppet army's escape exposed the little Japs hiding in the crowd.
The Japs who attacked from the front only had one infantry unit, with a total of nine people. After the battle just now, only three people were left.
"Don't grab it from me!" Some soldier shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three little devils were hit by someone unknown and fell to the ground.
"Stop the ink stains. The assault team rushes down for me to eliminate the puppet troops at the bottom of the mountain. The others eliminate the little Japanese on both sides." Dong Jiang shouted immediately.
The frontal blocking position and the side needle position were about a hundred meters away. When Dong Jiang and his men arrived, they saw the bodies of nine little Japs lying on the hillside. The dozen or so soldiers who were blocking the blocking position had already rushed down the mountain and came from the side.
They went to outflank the puppet troops at the foot of the mountain.
Dong Jiang was angry and laughing, but he had no choice but to order: "Come on, don't let the puppet troops go."
At the foot of the mountain.
Wang Degui was very clever. He protected Nagayama Kazuki tightly at the beginning of the battle, claiming to be protecting the imperial army. The fight was lively in the front, but he watched the show from behind.
"Batalion Commander, retreat quickly, the imperial army is dead!" said the puppet army who fled.
"Withdraw? Look where you can retreat. The Eighth Route Army is on three sides. You can run faster than a gun!" Wang Degui watched as the Eighth Route Army followed and surrounded him.
"Quickly, tie up this little devil. This is our surrender certificate!" Wang Degui ordered.
"Battal Commander, this is the imperial army!"
"Fuck the Imperial Army, these are little devils. Tell your brothers to stop running away and put down their weapons. The Eighth Route Army will give preferential treatment to the prisoners!" Wang Degui shouted at the right time.
"Yes, our Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially and will not kill them until they surrender their guns!" As he spoke, the reconnaissance company surrounded the remaining puppet troops.
"Sir, we surrender. This is a little Japanese officer I captured!" Wang Degui asked Yongshan Yimu to be brought up as if he was offering a treasure.
At this time, Yongshan Kazuki still had a dull look on his face, as if the tofu curd with red pepper just left him with endless aftertaste.
"Take them all away and clean up the battlefield quickly!" Dong Jiang ordered.
Dong Jiang took a brief look at the battlefield. One person in the reconnaissance company was killed and another was seriously injured. Both of them were machine gunners. Although they used light machine guns, they were not as good as riflemen after all. After shooting, they changed places and were accidentally killed by the Japs.
Eyed.
A small team of Japanese soldiers, consisting of 27 infantrymen, 8 grenade detachments, and 12 machine gun teams. Including the dead Hisao Oyama, there were a total of 48 people. The organization was incomplete and there was no squad headquarters.
There are still more than 150 puppet troops out of more than 200. If the puppet troops really flee in all directions, the reconnaissance company will not be able to catch them all in one fell swoop. However, with Wang Degui gathering troops in the rear, the reconnaissance company will take advantage.
Not far away is the location of the viewing group.
"Brigadier Chen, this small unit of your army is really an elite force. In less than fifteen minutes, it eliminated a heavily armed Japanese squad and captured a large number of puppet soldiers. It really made us
What an eye-opener!" said a colonel in the observation group.
At this time, the brigade commander was also amazed, wondering when Zhou Weihan had created such an elite small force, and thought that this intelligence work still needed to be strengthened.
The brigade commander said verbally: "Haha, this is all done by my subordinates, it's not worth mentioning!"
"Brigadier Chen, I think their equipment is very similar to the Japanese Yamamoto special agent team that appeared in Kenanpo in the World War II area!"
All the 82 soldiers of the reconnaissance company are equipped with the equipment of Yamamoto's special agent team, including tactical vests, goggles, and matte helmets.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the observation group present was shocked. No one thought about this at first. Now thinking about the record of Yamamoto's special agent team and looking at the Eighth Route Army reconnaissance company in front of them, everyone couldn't help but feel chills running down their backs.
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The brigade commander didn't explain much, with a playful smile on his face: "It can't be compared with the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, it's just a weak persimmon! Guerrilla warfare, guerrilla warfare!"
The more the leader, the Major General Councilor, thought about it, the more something was wrong. It is true that we are here to visit and learn, but tell me what you mean by this.
Isn't this killing the chicken and frightening the monkey? Commander Yan will probably be upset when he finds out.
"Having such elite troops is a blessing to our army. This kind of tactics should be popularized and it can play an unexpected role at critical moments!" the major general of the Jinsui Army said in consultation.
As this enemy force was destroyed, Zhou Weihan immediately ordered the guard company and the reconnaissance company to unite and pull out the Ducun stronghold and several surrounding strongholds.
Most of the troops in the stronghold have been mobilized, and the remaining enemies did not cause much trouble even if they relied on strong strongholds.
An explosion sound came, and the soldiers from the reconnaissance company of the Ducun stronghold blew up and destroyed it.
"Brother Chu, my new second regiment's work is finished, don't forget those three machine guns and 10,000 rounds of ammunition!" Zhou Weihan said jokingly.
"Hmph, don't worry, I, Mr. Chu, will do what he says and I will send someone to your new second regiment!" Chu Yunfei said with a suppressed glance at Zhou Weihan.
The Du Village stronghold has been removed, but whether Chu Yunfei can connect the main force of the 358th regiment with the isolated battalion depends on him.
It is helpless to say that in previous battles, you often remove a little devil's stronghold today, and it will rebuild a new one in the same place two days later.
The best way to solve this situation is to station troops here and slowly encroach on the little devil's defense area.
It depends on whether Chu Yunfei has the courage to break up with the little devil.
