I am a wolf warrior

After doing this, Maeda quickly went up to the heavy machine gun position. This hill was the highest within a few kilometers, and he could see the surrounding situation very clearly.

You can see it with the naked eye without the help of a telescope.

A large number of Tuba Road troops in gray cloth military uniforms have launched an attack formation and are charging from the directions of six o'clock, four o'clock and eight o'clock. The Eighth Route Army's advance speed at six o'clock is particularly fast. The security position is less than 1 meters away. What's more serious is that the light machine gun placed on the security position has misfired.

"Baga, what are those idiots in the machine gun team doing?" Maeda was about to die in panic.

As soon as Maeda finished speaking, he saw a deputy shooter pushing away the dead machine gunner and preparing to shoot.

However, just as the deputy shooter lay down behind the gun, a bloody flower burst out on the back of his head, and then his head tilted to the side and there was no more movement.

Another deputy shooter rushed to the security position, ready to replace the machine gunner.

However, it was too late, because the Eighth Route Army had already rushed to the top of the mountain.

Hundreds of the Eighth Route Army marched across the hill with gleaming bayonets, and the few Japanese soldiers guarding the guard position on the hill were submerged in an instant.

After capturing the security position, the Eighth Route Army launched a condescending dive.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!" These Tubalus ran crazy one by one.

Maeda Takeshi's mouth curled up into a grim smile: Come on, let's all die!

The next moment, Maeda Gang pulled out his sword fiercely and raised it high, at the same time shouting: "Sasi Kaigai..."

Accompanied by Maeda Takeshi's roar, two [-]-type heavy machine guns roared at the same time, and immediately two dazzling tongues of flames violently fired towards the six o'clock direction.

Chapter 44

Facing the firepower of the Japanese heavy machine guns,

The Eighth Route Army, which was swooping down, fell down like mowing grass.

Seeing this, Maeda immediately grinned.

Tubalu, let me see how you broke through the defense line of the imperial army?

However, in the next second, the smile on Maeda's face froze.

Because, the two [-]-type heavy machine guns that were roaring just now suddenly misfired.

"Baga, what's going on?" Maeda just looked sideways, and saw two machine gunners already lying on the barrel of the heavy machine gun, making no sound.

He was shot and killed by Tubalu at the same time!

One of the heavy machine gunners had his head blown off.

"Associate shooter, get on top!" Maeda Tsuyoshi roared angrily.

The two deputy shooters quickly pushed the gunner's body, ready to go on top.

However, before the two assistant shooters could hold the handles of their guns, two beams of light passed through their bodies.

The next moment, the two deputy shooters let out a muffled grunt and fell to the side of the base of the heavy machine gun.

Soon there were two more deputy shooters on top, but the result was the same, and two more streamers flashed past, and the two deputy shooters were also shot to death.

In a blink of an eye, six machine gunners had been shot dead.

Maeda just suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, about 300 meters away in front, a dozen Tubalu were lying on several hilltops, aiming at the position with their rifles.

These dozens of Tubalus were obviously the same group of Tubalus from before, and their marksmanship was terrifyingly accurate!

Just at the moment when Maeda was inspecting, there was another flash of light at the muzzles of these Tuba roads.

Turning his head anxiously, Maeda just saw two more deputy shooters with their heads tilted beside the heavy machine guns. These were the No.7 and No.8 heavy machine gunners who had been shot dead by the opponent.

It is a great shame that the heavy machine gun was suppressed by the rifle!

"Are you all dead?" Maeda yelled at the remaining twelve gunmen, and immediately picked up a [-]-cap and aimed it at the mountain ahead.

We must kill the snipers of Tubalu first!

At this time, Maeda Takeshi couldn't care less about the danger,

Because if this battle is defeated, he will die.

The remaining twelve ammunitionists woke up like a dream, and separated two to control the heavy machine guns, while the remaining ten picked up the three-eight cover at the same time and aimed at the hill in front, firing one after another.

But it failed to hit, because Tubalu was 300 meters away, and he was lying on his stomach, so the area of ​​the projectile was small.

Maeda just pulled the bolt to eject the cartridge case, then pushed the bolt to push a bullet into the chamber, and then raised the [-]-cap again to prepare for the second shot.

However, at this moment, a bullet from an Arisaka rifle spun at high speed and pierced through the middle of the bridge of his nose, and then pierced out from the back of his head. While smashing half of the skull, it also stirred up the brain tissue in Takeshi Maeda's cranial cavity. Messy, Maeda just lost consciousness when he was almost dead, and fell back straight.

……

As soon as Maeda died, the Japanese army at six o'clock quickly collapsed.

Because this was almost an encounter, the Japanese army had never seriously built fortifications.

Moreover, the 1st infantry unit defending the six o'clock direction was rebuilt, and the personnel were not replenished, so it was impossible to stop the officers and soldiers of the second battalion like a tiger descending the mountain.

The regiment leader Li Yunlong personally led the team, and the battalion commander Zhang Dabiao led a dozen veterans to serve as the commando team. The commanders and fighters of the second battalion were completely crazy, and they all rushed forward with red eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Dabiao was the first to break into the devil's main position.

"Go to hell!" Accompanied by a loud roar, the Ghost Head Saber in Zhang Dabiao's hand has been swiped off.

The devil on the opposite side subconsciously raised the [-] cover to block it upwards, only to hear a soft cracking sound, and one of the devil's left arm and the butt of the rifle were cut off together.

The devil let out a scream.

Zhang Dabiao followed up with another slap, cutting off half of the little devil's head in one fell swoop.

"Zhang Dabiao, you prodigal son." Li Yunlong saw it from afar, and cursed, "Won't you take it easy, kid? What a good rifle, you just ruined it like this."

"Head, you can't blame me for this, I haven't tried hard yet."

While Zhang Dabiao was speaking, he beheaded another devil with a backhand knife.

The 29th Army Broadsword Team's eight swords are really not a show.

In a blink of an eye, more than 20 devils had been stabbed to death by commanders and fighters of the 2nd Battalion.

More than 300 people besieged more than [-] people, and an average of [-] people besieged one. This battle was useless.

As soon as the devils in the six o'clock direction were finished, the devils and puppet troops in the other two directions also collapsed immediately.

The puppet army, led by Ge Fugui, swarmed towards Yangquan, but the rest of the devils gathered together. Dozens of devils formed a defensive circle back to back, trying to resist.

But the Eighth Route Army didn't give it a chance at all. They gathered six soldiers to imitate the Czech style, and just a quick firepower attack swept the last thirty or fifty devils to the ground.

The puppet army was not able to escape in the end.

Because the wolf team has already circled to the front.

After the first few puppet troops were killed, the remaining puppet troops fled back like a flock of sheep, and after finding no way out, they knelt down and surrendered.

Wang Ye looked at his pocket watch.

From the launch of the general offensive to the end of the battle,

It took less than half an hour in total.

The nearly 300 devils and more than [-] puppet troops who came out of the Huting stronghold were almost completely wiped out. Only four devil signal soldiers rushed out to ask for help before the independent regiment encircled them.

Not many puppet troops were killed, and most of them surrendered.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, the devil's reinforcements will arrive soon."

Li Yunlong's mouth reached to the base of his ears, and he said as he walked, "Hurry up!"

The harvest of this trip is really not small, the weapons and equipment seized are almost enough to arm two main battalions.

What made Li Yunlong even more happy was that he also seized two Type [-] heavy machine guns. Haha, the Independence Regiment finally had Type [-] heavy machine guns.

Just when he was happy, he suddenly heard Zhang Dabiao yelling: "Leader, guess what I found?"

Li Yunlong scolded while patrolling the battlefield: "You picked up gold ingots like a dog? What made you so happy?"

"Jin Yuanbao is nothing." Zhang Dabiao laughed loudly, "Commander, the mortar, I found the mortar, and there are two mortars! There are two!"

"Mortar?"

Li Yunlong suddenly regained his spirits.

In the Battle of Cangyun Ridge, the reason why the Xinyi Regiment was able to defeat the Sakata United from the front was because of that mortar. He was thinking about where to get a mortar, so that's it?

"Where? Where? Where's the mortar?"

Li Yunlong rushed over excitedly.

Zhang Dabiao carefully pulled out two mortars from the pile of devil corpses.

The devil's two mortars were useless, because in the exchange of fire just now, the Eighth Route Army advanced too fast, so the machine gun firepower was hardly used, so the devil's mortar was useless. From the beginning to the end, not even a shell was fired.

Now it's all cheaper for the Eighth Route Army.

Li Yunlong said anxiously: "Quickly see if the firing pin is there?"

Zhang Dabiao quickly opened the tail seat, and his face immediately collapsed.

Because the tailstock is bare, the firing pin has long since disappeared.

"Damn it, I knew it!" Li Yunlong cursed, and quickly opened the tailstock of another mortar, only to find that the firing pin on it was gone.

Obviously, the Jap Artillery pulled out the firing pin before dying and didn't know which corner to throw it into.

In fact, it was thanks to the fact that the devil's gunner and ammunition man were dispersed in the chaos just now, otherwise the devil's artillery would have blown the two mortars to pieces with just two shells.

At least the gun barrel was saved for now.

Li Yunlong was still not satisfied.

"Find it for me." Li Yunlong said, "If you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find the firing pin!"

Wang Ye hurried over to persuade him: "Commander, the duster needle is too small, and the battlefield is so large, it's a waste of time to find it, or else don't look for it? After all, the nearest Niuzhuang stronghold is only It’s less than [-] kilometers, and we can get there in three hours by a quick march, but we don’t have much time.”

"No." Zhang Dabiao flatly refused, "If there is no firing pin, these two mortars are just decorations, and it is useless for us to carry them back."

"That won't happen."

Wang Ye said: "The Huting stronghold will definitely have backup parts."

Li Yunlong suddenly said: "Xiao Wang reminded you correctly, the most important thing now is to win the Huting stronghold as soon as possible."

"How about this, the 2nd Battalion, the Cavalry Company, and the teams directly under the regiment will stay to clean the battlefield, and the 3rd Battalion and the Wolf Warrior Squad will follow me to the stronghold. Weapons and ammunition, as well as the padded coat and army boots worn by the devil, and these more than 90 horses were transported back to Yangcun by Lao Tzu!"

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao replied abruptly, "I promise not to lose even a single horse hair!"

Li Yunlong snorted, and then hurried to the Huting stronghold with the 3rd Battalion and the Wolf Warrior Team.

It was also at this time that Li Yunlong realized that there must be a problem with Kong Jie, otherwise he should have taken the Huting stronghold by this time.

Chapter 45

Since the main force of the independent regiment left, Zhao Gang has been counting the time.

By two o'clock in the afternoon, it is estimated that the main force of the independent regiment has arrived on the battlefield, and the battle has already begun. Even if the brigade commander knows at this time, he will not be able to stop the independent regiment.

Zhao Gang just picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "Get me to the brigade department."

After a while, the phone was connected, and the voice of the brigade commander came: "I am the 386th brigade, where are you?"

"Brigade Commander, I'm Zhao Gang." Zhao Gang said in a deep voice, "I have something to report to you. Lao Li took the main force of the independent regiment to attack the Huting stronghold."

"Dangdang!"

There was an explosion from the opposite side.

It appeared that the enamel teacup fell to the ground.

The Brigadier seemed to snort, as if he had been scalded by the tea.

"Brigade Commander?" Zhao Gang immediately became nervous, "Brigade Commander, are you okay?"

"Zhao Gang, what did you do?" The brigade commander's roar suddenly sounded from the other side of the microphone, almost shattering Zhao Gang's eardrums, and Zhao Gang subconsciously moved the receiver away.

The Brigadier's reaction was more violent than he expected.

"Why didn't you stop Li Yunlong? Oh?"

"A regiment dares to attack the Huting stronghold, is he going crazy?"