On Ma Jiapo, Li Wenying, who was lying on the edge of the trench, looked at the Japanese soldiers who suddenly stopped in their tracks and was a little puzzled. She could not help but tug at Kong Jie's clothes and say," Old Kong, something is wrong." The Japanese troops suddenly stopped moving. Why did they split up and form a defensive position? Have we been exposed?"
"Regiment commander, it's bad. There are dozens of Japanese soldiers, and they're suddenly heading towards our ambush.”
A messenger from the 2nd Battalion ran over from the east side of the trench and reported with a panicked expression.
Chirp... Tong... Chirp... Tong... The mortars of the platoon began to roar, and four shells accurately smashed into the Japanese team.
"Damn it, the artillery platoon has opened fire. Tell the second battalion commander Feng Shao to fire the light and heavy machine guns for me.”
"Yes, sir!"
The messenger received Kong Jie's order and ran to the eastern trench.
"Baka, there's an enemy at the top of the mountain, quickly shoot!”
A Japanese lieutenant heard the familiar sound of artillery shells exploding. He immediately pulled out his sword and commanded his team to counterattack.
Da da da da…Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ma Jiapo fell into chaos. Countless bullets shot out of the gun chamber, and small-caliber grenade launchers and mortars blasted the soil into the sky.
"Oh my, there is indeed an ambush here. From the gunshots, there is at least a battalion of soldiers on the hillside.”
Yamada Takayuki quickly hid behind a large rock and looked at the hillside with his binoculars.
"Haiyi, it's all thanks to the great captain's foresight. Fortunately, we were prepared, so we didn't lose much.”
Squadron Leader Sasaki complimented Yamada Takayuki with admiration. If the troops had not stopped marching, the result would have been obvious.
"Sasaki, lead your troops and counterattack quickly. Kameda Ambition, take your artillery squadron and retreat 800 meters to set up an artillery position. The remaining two squadrons would act as reserves.”
"Haiyi!"
"Haiyi!"
Under Yamada Takayuki's arrangements, Sasaki led more than 200 Japanese soldiers to counterattack first. Although the remaining Japanese soldiers started to panic, they calmed down and carried out their respective combat missions.
Da da da da…
The heavy and light machine guns formed a crossfire and continuously fired at each other. In the trench on the hillside, Kong Jie looked at the Japanese soldiers who had already organized a counterattack in an orderly manner. His face was ugly.
The commander of the Japanese was very experienced. The planned ambush had now turned into a positional battle. It seemed that this battle would not be easy to fight.
Tong... Tong... boom... The Japanese's 50mm and 60mm mortar shells flew towards the hillside, blasting the hard soil that was frozen in the winter up five to six meters high. The aftershock of the gunpowder explosion melted the snow and even ignited the hay buried deep inside.
"Bah…Bah..."
Li Wenying spat out the soil that flew into her mouth and shot with the Hanyang gun while secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, they had chosen the terrain to take advantage of the terrain. The Japanese's 75mm mountain cannon could not be used because of the angle. Otherwise, the artillery alone would have been enough to cripple the independent regiment.
"Heavenly Locust Emperor, attack!”
Sasaki saw that some soldiers had used grenade launchers to blow up two enemy machine gun firing points. Sensing that he had an opportunity, he immediately pulled out his commanding sword and commanded the soldiers to charge.
"F * ck, Company Leader, you're f * cking dead? Throw a grenade and blow up the Japanese!”
Ye Song, who was guarding the front line, climbed into the trenches. When he saw the Japanese soldiers charging for their lives, he grabbed a grenade and pulled out the fuse to throw it out.
"Brothers, throw the grenades!"
A mud man crawled out from the ground and threw a grenade at him before he could shake the soil.
Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh... The wooden grenades flew out of the trenches with a sizzling sound and smashed into the Japanese team like raindrops, making a rumbling explosion.
"Baka Yalu!"
Sasaki saw that his subordinates were all pressed down on the hillside. He was anxious but there was nothing he could do. The enemy had sufficient ammunition and had the terrain advantage. If they continued to charge, the losses would be too serious.
"Squadron leader, the brigade leader has ordered a retreat. The artillery squadron has retreated about one kilometer and rebuilt the artillery position.”
"Yo, I've received the captain's order.”
Sasaki nodded at the soldiers who came forward to pass the order and sent a retreat signal to the Japanese on the hillside.
"Retreat…All of them... Retreat!"
At this moment, the soldiers on the hillside heard the roar of the squadron leader at the foot of the mountain. They looked at each other and climbed down on their hands and feet.
What was that? Why didn't he stand up and run? They weren't fools. Didn't they see that there were enemies aiming at them on the hill? If they stood up and ran, they would be like live targets. Unless they wanted to die, they would do that.
"Captain, why did the Japanese retreat? I haven't had my fill yet."
A machine gunner of the Eighth Route Army, who was operating a light machine gun, spat and looked at the retreating Japanese like a tide. His tone was full of pride.
"You brat, you talk too much!"
Yang Hu glared at the Machine Gunner, whose face had turned black from the smoke. He then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave him one.
It was very common for soldiers to smoke on the battlefield. It wasn't that they liked it, but it was because they were under too much pressure. The bullets that were fired took lives.
"Company commander, what is this cigarette? Why haven't I seen it before? But it smells quite good!"
The machine gunner took a cigarette with a filter tip and sniffed it hard. Suddenly, he had the thought of hiding it away.
"Didn't you see the words written on the cigarette handle? This was Zhonghua, Zhonghua cigarettes. Even the Japanese had never smoked such good cigarettes.”
Yang Hu took out a cigarette and lit it himself, taking a sip. A cigarette after the war, life was like an immortal, comfortable!
"Yang Hu, what are you waiting for? Inform the brothers to retreat to the second line of defense. Are you waiting for the Japanese to bombard you?”
Ye Song, the 1st Battalion Commander, saw his 1st Battalion Commander Yang Hu and their Machine Gunner Xiao Yuzi blowing smoke from afar. He was so angry that he started cursing.
"Aye, we'll retreat now, Battalion Commander!”
Yang Hu was so frightened that his body trembled. He put the cigarette into his pocket, picked up a box of ammunition, and ran away first.
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