Although the grenade launchers of the 369th Regiment were fierce, the puppet troops were in the camp after all. There were too many things that could be hidden. Many puppet troops still slipped through the net and fled like headless flies.
After the regiment commander was killed on the spot by the first round of bombardment, no one was able to organize a counterattack.
Of course, the 369th Regiment was fully prepared for the possibility that the puppet army would suddenly make a comeback and launch an effective counterattack.
There were three companies and 1,500 soldiers. Except for less than 300 people who were operating grenade launchers and transporting ammunition, the rest had been scattered last night and set up firing points based on the nearby high points and bunkers.
If the puppet soldiers really rushed out to investigate the situation, there would be at least a few hundred guns aimed at them at the first moment no matter which angle they were from.
On the road not too far away from the military camp, the soldiers of Regiment 369 carried guns, ammunition, and other supplies. They quickly passed by the dirt road with the cover of the crops.
A long line of nearly ten thousand people moved forward without end. It was a spectacular scene, but unfortunately, the puppet soldiers could not see it.
"Hurry up, we can only retreat after we've left the regimental headquarters!”
On the side of the road, the officers standing outside the long line waved their hands to ease the order, and at the same time, they did not forget to urge them.
The platoon leader of a platoon that had set up a firing point on the back of the ridge was observing the smoke-filled puppet camp with binoculars.
Outside the puppet camp, two watchtowers with searchlights were the only places where they could see things clearly.
As the highest firing point, their platoon focused on these two watchtowers.
Through the telescope, two puppet soldiers were climbing up the watchtower from the stairs.
"There are puppet soldiers going up. Fight!"
Before the regiment commander could finish speaking, he heard a few clear gunshots!
The soldiers had been keeping a close eye on the two watchtowers. They did not need his order to find their targets and fired at the puppet soldiers on the stairs.
Gu Xun had given them a lot of high-power sights before the 369th Regiment moved. It was not difficult for them to suppress the two watchtowers from behind the ridge.
Outside the puppet army camp, two puppet soldiers who were running up the stairs of the watchtower were shot by several bullets at the same time and died on the spot.
The remaining kinetic energy of the few bullets sent the puppet soldier's body flying, falling from the watchtower and smashing straight into the ground.
The puppet soldiers nearby who saw this scene all felt a chill run down their spines. When they saw several bullet holes on the bodies that were still bleeding, no one suspected that this was a big trouble.
The 369th Regiment used 1,500 soldiers to hold down the puppet army of less than 2,000 soldiers. If there was still a problem, Gu Xun could only treat it as if all the points he had accumulated over the past six months had been fed to the dogs.
"You're really accurate. The regiment commander didn't feed you so many bullets for nothing.”
The platoon leader saw the corpses of the two puppet soldiers fall out of the watchtower from the binoculars and said happily.
After being praised by the platoon leader, the few soldiers who fired recalibrate their sights. After a short period of excitement, their eyes returned to their usual calm.
Although this was the first time they had truly killed an enemy, they usually treated the guns in their hands as their wives. During their daily training, they had to use up hundreds of bullets every day. If they could make a mistake against a moving target at the foot of the hill, they would find it unbelievable.
The only way to train an excellent shooter was to feed them thousands of bullets. Gu Xun had always been generous in the consumption of ammunition when necessary, not to mention that these precision shooters were more or less talented or had outstanding physical fitness.
The puppet soldiers who were completely suppressed and didn't even dare to leave their barracks had completely lost the ability to cause trouble for the 369th Regiment. The team of tens of thousands of people quickly passed by the road less than three kilometers away from them, but not a single puppet soldier dared to poke his head out to check the situation.
In the beginning, there might have been two puppet soldiers who were unwilling to be beaten up and wanted to find out the source of this sudden attack, but the accurate archers of the 369th Regiment did not give them the chance to return to the camp to report the situation.
Outside the camp were several corpses that were almost stacked together. They were all puppet soldiers who had died as soon as they walked out of the smoke.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, the remaining puppet soldiers completely lost all their courage.
"Platoon Leader Zhang, the entire regiment has basically completed an orderly retreat. The regiment headquarters are also preparing to retreat from the rear. You are the last firing point.”
A signalman sent by the regimental headquarters climbed to the back of the ridge and found the platoon leader who was observing the situation of the fake military camp. He panted and reported the orders of the regimental headquarters.
"Thank you, my troops will leave the mountain immediately and retreat with the regiment.”
The platoon leader put away the binoculars and announced the retreat order to the other soldiers in the platoon.
"No need."
The signalman shook his head and pointed at the foot of the mountain.
"There is still a firing point on the way back from the foot of the mountain. According to the order of the regiment headquarters, you are the first to retreat. I still have to inform them.”
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