Under the command of Maruyama Ryozo, about 150 Japanese troops and 250 puppet troops retreated southward from Central Street.
Among these 150 Japanese troops, there were many non-combatants, and the actual number of Japanese troops was less than a hundred.
The Japanese troops fled in all directions along the streets and alleys, and the commandos took the opportunity to attack and fight fiercely, but they refused to let go.
At this time, 19 Japanese tank soldiers abandoned their tanks and armored vehicles and walked to the battle site on Central Street for support. They were easily eliminated by the oncoming commandos.
The 19 little devils armed with Southern Type 14 pistols were like a drop of rain splashing into the sea in front of the flower trap, without making any waves.
"Captain, these little devils seem to be Japanese tank soldiers!" A soldier said, pointing to the clothes of the little devils.
Dong Jiang was also a little puzzled. After the commandos entered the city, the two sides exchanged fire for at least fifteen minutes on Central Street. The Japs' rapid-fire cannons were inconvenient to use in street fighting because they fired direct fire. Why were there no tanks or armored vehicles?
Trace?
"Forget it, don't worry about it, hurry up and chase!"
When he arrived near the New People's Association building, Maruyama Ryozo looked around and saw that behind the gathered troops, there was no puppet garrison at the rear. Even the non-combatants who were mixed within the Japanese army took the opportunity to slip away.
"Baga!" Maruyama Ryozo couldn't help but cursed: "Akasaka-kun, are you sure the Eighth Route Army has appeared at the temporary headquarters?"
"Hey, the person who answered the phone is indeed the Eighth Route Army. According to what he said, the brigade commander is already in pieces!" Adjutant Akasaka Kazuma repeated again.
The shouts of killing that rang out from all sides all indicated that the main force of the Eighth Route Army had entered the city.
Suddenly losing contact with his superiors, Maruyama Ryozo didn't know what to do next.
This reminded him of the scene when he went fishing with his father in Hokkaido when he was a child and encountered a storm. The small fishing boat was floating around like broken leaves in the storm. If he was not careful, he would be shattered to pieces.
The scene today is so similar. How can we withstand the next wave of the Eighth Route Army's offensive with just over a hundred troops?
Thinking of all the things here, Maruyama Ryozo closed his eyes and couldn't help but feel despair, and a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.
"Sir, please make a decision early!" Adjutant Akasaka Kazuma urged.
Maruyama Ryozo opened his eyes and looked at the soldiers gathered together. At this time, most of them had fear on their faces.
"Warriors, avenge Your Majesty the Brigade Commander. I am loyal to His Majesty the Emperor! Give me some!" Maruyama Ryozo drew out the saber slung around his waist and shouted hysterically with a fierce look on his face.
Upon hearing the order, more than a hundred Japanese troops swarmed out from the surrounding streets and alleys and charged towards the Xinminhui Building. The only three light machine guns were quickly placed on the surrounding rooftops.
"Onboard!"
"Damn it, these little devils are still screaming here when they are about to die!" Yang Tiansheng looked at the little devils rushing over and cursed.
"I'll be able to withstand it in a moment. The firepower of the Type 92 heavy machine gun of the little devil is not sustainable enough. The heavy machine guns at each location fire in batches to form a continuous firepower. It won't take long for the main force to arrive. Let's give the little devil a
The devils come to a center to bloom!"
"Yes!" the commando team members replied. They were used to life and death, but this was the first time they played with nine heavy machine guns at once.
There is no wall built around the Xinminhui Building, but there are open spaces on all sides, which is equivalent to a disguised parking lot.
As soon as the little devil showed up, he was within the range of the heavy machine gun.
"Hit me!"
The nine heavy machine guns arranged on the east and north sides opened fire in batches. The oncoming Japs did not know that there were so many heavy machine guns in the building. They were caught off guard and one third of them were mowed down immediately.
Yang Tiansheng personally controlled a heavy machine gun, holding the weight tightly with both hands. A tongue of flame emerged from the black hole of the gun and shot towards the Japanese army.
Yang Tiansheng kept a count in his mind, and the thirty-round bullet-proof plate would soon be empty.
"Ammo man, give me a springboard!"
The ammunition hand on the side took out a bullet protection plate from the ammunition box and inserted it into the ammunition supply chute.
At this time, the little devil was only about thirty meters away from the Xinminhui Building, but under the firepower network composed of nine heavy machine guns, it became an insurmountable death zone.
Maruyama Ryozo was no longer stubborn and called on the soldiers to outflank the two wings.
Unexpectedly, Yang Tiansheng saw through the Jaap's intention, and immediately turned his gun and blocked the Jaap who was trying to make a detour from the north to the west.
At this time, the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer from all directions, and the puppet army garrison that had originally collapsed was driven back by the surrounding independent detachment units.
"Captain, there are puppet army guards in the south and west!" a soldier in charge of the observation reported.
"Deploy the auxiliary shooters of each heavy machine gun!" Yang Tiansheng was controlling the heavy machine gun, unable to speak clearly.
However, the soldier in charge of the observation still passed on the order.
Nine deputy shooters, plus six soldiers responsible for observation, a total of fifteen soldiers holding flower traps, quietly waiting for the puppet troops to run into the shooting range.
Unexpectedly, all the puppet soldiers were veterans. When they heard the sound of heavy machine guns here, they stopped in their tracks far away.
"Sir, why didn't you run away?" asked a puppet soldier.
"Damn it, are you deaf? Can't you hear the sound of the heavy machine gun in front of you? The fighting is so lively, are you anxious to reincarnate?" This man with a mole on his face, fat head and big ears, matched with
That mole is really full of flesh on his face.
"What should we do?"
"What should we do?" Huang Jinbiao didn't know what to do at this time, and the leading guard captain was killed by the Eighth Route Army.
Among the more than a hundred puppet soldiers, he was the highest-ranking official, a squadron leader. At this time, all the puppet soldiers were looking at him.
Golden Label rolled his eyes, and his plan came to his mind. The little devil wants you to be cannon fodder, so I will let you be used as cannon fodder for once.
"Brothers, you know what we usually do. The common people hate us so much that the Eighth Route Army will never let us off lightly!"
"Save your breath and fight with the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army's attention is all on the Japanese. As long as you can break out of the encirclement, Handan City is so big, there is no place where you can hide a person!" Huang Jinbiao said loudly.
Not to mention, after some encouragement, the puppet army, which was about to collapse at any moment just now, stabilized him again.
"Brothers, find a way to survive!"
Under the orders of Huang Jinbiao and driven by the desire to survive, this group of puppet soldiers rushed back along the original road.
However, Jin Biao and the three henchmen around him did not move.
"Captain, shall we charge?" a confidant asked.
"What are you going for? Are the machine guns in the hands of the Eighth Route Army just for food? If I remember correctly, there is a secret secret room of the secret service nearby. We are hiding in it and we will come out after the news is over!" Huang Jin!
Biao said.
After saying that, he waved his hand and led his three confidants straight to the little devil's darkroom.
The vigorous puppet troops collided with the soldiers of the Second Regiment and the Third Battalion again, and the soldiers of the Third Battalion immediately launched an attack.
Standing on the roof, the ninth company commander of the third battalion vaguely saw several puppet soldiers sneaking away from behind not far away.
The ninth company commander of the third battalion of the second regiment said: "The one who ran away must be an officer of the puppet army guard!"
Then he jumped down from the roof with a few people and followed the traces of the four Gold Label people.
The four members of the Golden Label group turned left and right, and actually managed to get rid of the soldiers of the Ninth Company who were targeting them.
"Damn it, it's really crazy. Just turn a corner and the person is gone! Search for me!"
Seven soldiers from the Ninth Company followed them and searched every house, but there was no trace of Huang Jinbiao and others.
