"Roar up, rush up, don't forget to leave a bullet in the gun chamber... the grenade launcher, the position is here!" Li Yunlong's words are always so loud.

Soon, the grenade launchers stood a position near the entrance of Zhenzi in Liaoxiang, while the soldiers bypassed the town and attacked directly from the east back slope of Jianshan.

"Old Li, just wait here. Let me, Lao Kong, go and chop off a few Japanese soldiers' heads for you to be used as a chamber pot!" Seeing Li Yunlong who could not charge in person, Commander Kong did not forget to give a stimulation.

"Hahahaha, you should keep the head that you cut off by Kong! Hu Zi, follow Commander Kong up! Remember, you must protect his safety even if you keep your steps away from Commander Kong! Go quickly!"

Li Yunlong replied to Commander Kong and did not forget to send his guards to Commander Kong.

"I look down on others, right? I, old Kong, still have people to protect my skills?" Captain Kong said directly without thinking that Li Yunlong had no protection.

"Okay, stop wasting your time, take people up! I, Old Li, can't go to the front line to command. I, can't let my guards help me cut off the heads of the Japanese? "Li Yunlong said.

"Okay, keep up!" Commander Kong also knew that the matter was urgent, so he took Hu Zi to catch up with the large army directly.

At this time, the pillar was already controlling the mortar behind and began to bombard other firepower points of the Japanese in order to cover the attacking troops.

After so long, on the northwest slope of Jianshan, the counter-fire power organized by the Japanese also exchanged fire with the first battalion.

At the beginning, the Japanese Ozawa Squadron carried two 92-heavy machine guns on the hillside and fired at Xizi.

But soon, the bullet net shot from 12 universal heavy machine guns directly flooded the Japanese two heavy machine gun groups. That's right, we are bullying you with our superior firepower, why?

Well, I'm afraid that the entire Eighth Route Army can use weapons to crush the Japanese in battle, which will be considered a part.

"Don't be afraid, this distance, the Japanese bullets cannot hit us! You who don't have a scope, go down the hillside and get closer to hit!" Xizi directed his precise archer platoon and gained an advantage in equipment. They have no shortage of bullets, and have already begun to choose to go down the hill to get closer to hit.

"Baga, what kind of troops has this been? Why can they hit us so accurately at such a long distance? How could they have so many sharpshooters? Baga...ahhhh..."

The call was the captain of Ozawa, who was blown up in the town of Liaoxiang. Unlike in the town, this time he was really hit by a harsh body, and his left arm and left shoulder were bleeding.

That's right, this unlucky squadron leader was targeted by a precise shooter under Xizi, and he shot him twice directly.

Although he was so lucky that he didn't hurt the vital points, he hurt! He screamed in pain! The power rifle bullet in the middle of the semi-automatic rifle was a headache for even the bulletproof vests in later generations, so let alone Ozawa's little arm.

From the degree to which the captain Ozawa's arm bent and the wound that penetrated through the tea bowl on his shoulder, you know that this arm is probably not guaranteed.

Of course, the premise is that he can return to his own field hospital alive.

The battle on the northwest slope was just a small-scale exchange of fire. As the New First Regiment and the Independent Regiment rushed to the foot of Jianshan, the Japanese gave up fighting with the First Battalion and chose to fire at the Eighth Route soldiers who were attacking upwards.

The Japanese are good at fighting bayonets, but if they don’t force them to the end, the Japanese will not give up using bullets to solve problems.

At this time, we can see why Li Yunlong had to put Zhuzi and the others near the foot of the mountain.

"Over there, on the hills over there, let me explode!"

"Heavy machine gun, suppress the Japanese over there, don't let them emerge, the Second Battalion is about to rush forward!"

"Zhuzi? Why are you here for? Damn, why don't you hurry up and set up a cannon and explode it! What are you going to blow up? The Japanese command center! Did you see it? You saw the place where the antenna was upright? Blow over there for me!"

Well, this is the fighting style of Lao Li. As long as the guns and cannons sound, there will be no such fun as he makes.

However, with Li Yunlong's bluffing, the firepower of the Japanese shooting on the hillside was gradually suppressed, which gave the soldiers who went up the mountain a chance.

"Listen, the commandos, the Japanese are on the top of the mountain. Now is the time for us to make contributions! Listen to it, get to the top of the mountain and set up a fire point immediately. Don't stop me from submachine guns and Czech styles, and cover the large army up!"

Seeing that the opportunity came, the second battalion commander directed the assault team he led to find an opportunity to rush up the mountain. Then, five submachine guns kept firing, and nine Czech-style men also established machine gun fire points on the mountain.

These are the best equipment that Li Yunlong can give to the Second Battalion Commando, and the other ones are 25 infantrymen carrying 38-year-old hoods.

"Okay, the second battalion commander rushed up, and the heavy machine gun fired in other directions! The grenade launcher extended to bomb for me! Column, why haven't you fired the artillery yet?" Old Li was anxious. He couldn't go up and cut off the Japanese, and he felt like a cat was scratching him.

"Here, here we are! Five rapid shots!" Zhuzi agreed while commanding.

"Bangbang..." Five 82 mortar shells flew out of the barrel one after another and flew towards the place where the vertical antenna was vertical.

"Baga, why is Ozawa injured? Matsumoto's side was also broken through? Tell Aoi that he must defend his position! Even if he kills all the people on his position, he cannot take a step back!"

I didn't know that there were mortar shells flying towards him, and Masao Kawaguchi was cursing and commanding now.

"Tizzle...Nani?"

"Boom boom boom boom...Baga!"

"No, the captain was blown up, our command center was taken away!"

On the chaotic battlefield, the Japanese shouts were not heard by the Eighth Route Army. However, after firing five rapid fires, Zhuzi did not stop, but instead made a blind shot at the periphery of the command center, and fired out 10 shells.

"Stop, stop me! The big army has gone up, and then you will hit your own people!" When the pillar finished firing ten shells, Li Yunlong called for stopping the firepower of the grenade mortar and heavy machine gun.

Then, he looked at the hillside in front and listened to the shouts of killing on the mountain, and his heart was even more scratched.

However, after looking at the back and thinking about the political commissar's black face, Li Yunlong stopped his thoughts of going up the mountain.

Well, he is definitely not afraid of what the political commissar said, he is afraid of the political commissar sending a report to the brigade commander. Well, he should still be low-key during this period and must not make the brigade commander angry anymore, otherwise the equipment of that battalion...

Just as our old Li was worried, the battle on Jianshan became fierce.

At the beginning, the commando commanded by the Second Battalion Commander had the same firepower as the Aoi Squadron and was suppressed very much, but the grenade launcher behind it gave great help.

When the number of troops going up the mountain increased, the situation gradually reversed. The Aoi Squadron was not an elite force, and faced with a team of nearly 2,000 people, he became timid. If it weren't for the orders and the nobles and the inferiors, the Japanese would have run away long ago.

The Japanese behind also saw the embarrassment of Aoi Squadron and simply pressed on the Aoi Squadron's position.

At this moment, Zhuzi exploded the Japanese command center and was still bombing one after another, which made the Japanese completely crazy.

"Today is the time for us to be loyal to the Emperor underground! Take the death to give it to...onboard...Press the Eighth Route Army!" The captain Aoi knew that if he didn't react, he would eventually become a living target for the Eighth Route Artillery.

So, just carry it on the board! With the thorn-fighting technique of the Japanese Locust Army, you can use bayonets to capture these territorial eighth routes!

"Onboard... Kill..." The Japanese rushed towards the Eighth Route Army.

"Haha, the Japanese can't hold on anymore. They are looking for death! Comrades, rush..." Captain Kong decisively directed the counter-charge when he saw this situation.

"Kill..." Under the command of Captain Kong, the Eighth Route Army rushed towards the Japanese with their eyes staring at each other.

The Eighth Route Charge team looked very scattered and seemed to be out of order. Compared with the combination of three Japanese devils, they were simply a piece of scattered sand.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that every seven or eight or a dozen soldiers holding bayonets or red tassel guns will always be one or two soldiers holding shotguns or magic shotguns. Other soldiers seem to be marching around these people.

On this small mountain, the teams of both sides are gradually approaching, gradually less than 30 meters away, and both sides can see the expressions on the faces of the people opposite.

"The distance is right, open fire!" I don't know who shouted in the team.

It seemed that some switch was turned on in his throat, and a banging gunshot sounded suddenly on the top of the mountain, and there was also a clattering sound of banging.

Yes, the distance is right, it is time for the shotgun or shotgun modified with old rifles to be boring. Although the shotgunners hidden in the team opened fire, the Japanese in front of them were considered unlucky.

In the era without bulletproof vests, the Japanese could only use their flesh and blood to welcome the impact of countless steel balls and lead bullets.

"Ah...Baga! My eyes!"

"Baga, my arm..."

That's right, the shotguns were all very tricky, and they didn't directly attack the Japanese, or shot at one Japanese. Often, they saw three Japanese or several Japanese slaughtering a pile, and fired a shot in that direction, allowing the scattered bullets to greet the Japanese.

"Kill!" After a few shots of the shotgun, the two sides had already been mixed together, waiting for their red eyes to start greeting each other with bayonets.

This is the case, and the Japanese can see the impact. The number of people in their own right is nothing. The key is that after the shotgun shooting just now, the Japanese in the front rows were more or less injured, which would be a death-loss.

"Kill!" A new recruit from the new regiment rushed the fastest because his mind was full of his sister and sister who were murdered by the Japanese.

Seeing the Japanese opposite, the recruit directly stabbed the Japanese in the chest with a red tassel gun. This was the most familiar movement he had been training for half a month, and now he used it without thinking.

The Japanese who fought against him was not vague, and they had to block it with their own 38th hood.

The Japanese who can rush to the forefront are often the most elite assassination master among the Japanese, and this Japanese is.

With the experience of killing five Chinese soldiers, the Japanese knew what power he should use to block, and then stabbed the opponent's warrior to death with his backhand.

However, when his 38th hood came into contact with the red tassel gun on the opposite side, he suddenly realized that his arm was extremely painful, and then he realized that he seemed to have been shot just now.

Puchi, sizzle... Looking at the blood that kept splashing out of his chest, the Japanese man's body became weak and his eyes gradually became unsightly.

"Baga...If I weren't injured, I wouldn't be the one who died..."

Plop...

This is the last thought of this Japanese man when he fell to the ground...

The scene just now was just a moment of war, and it was nothing at all.

But if such a scene happens a lot, that's nothing!

The Japanese who first came into contact with the Eighth Route Army were so unwilling or frustrated that they were assassinated on the spot.

Well, there are even more unlucky Japanese soldiers, those who come to find Japanese with shotguns.

That's right, the Eighth Route Army soldier holding a shotgun made by Jiuzhai!

The loading volume of the shotgun in Jiuzhai is not one or two rounds, but includes seven shotguns in the chamber. When the attack was just now, the soldiers had only had time to shoot three shots, and the two sides came into contact.

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Then, the Eighth Route Warriors, whose weapons were obviously shorter, were targeted by the Japanese who wanted to take advantage of them.

Is it so obvious if you fight for the thorn? It has a length advantage of dozens of centimeters. It’s so obvious! The fool is going to fight for the thorn against those enemies with long spears with red spearheads!

Well, this is what the Japanese think, it seems that they didn't realize that it was these people holding "short weapons" who kept firing the gun just now.

So, amid the numerous fighting sounds, there were countless shotgun guns.

And the Japanese who were shot almost close to each other by the shotgun... Forget it, it's so miserable...

Of course, this is nothing. After all, there are fewer shotguns, but more of a battle between rifles and rifles.

However, the Japanese who were about to sprint discovered that the Eighth Route Army soldiers who met him did not take any blocking or dodging actions, but directly picked up the gun and pulled the trigger.

"Bang..." As the gunshots were almost heard, more than half of the Japanese who met the Eighth Route Army were shot dead.

That's right, most of the Eighth Route soldiers with rifles are veterans. They leave a bullet in the chamber and take advantage of the bayonet. This is a basic operation.

The initial cheap,

Well, the Eighth Route Army's slutty operation of songs that do not follow the routine almost established the victory of this battle.

As time continues, the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese gradually get together, almost because you have you.
Chapter completed!