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Chapter 331, Special Forces show off their power
Indeed, regarding the counterattack of the Japanese army, the commander of the Second Battalion was reminded by Li Yunlong long ago, and he also gave instructions to the soldiers.

After occupying the trenches of the Japanese army, cadres at all levels immediately commanded the soldiers to assume a defensive posture and prepare for artillery defense.

As soon as the gunfire rang out, they all huddled in the trenches and endured it silently.

The commander of the second battalion was still in the mood to joke: "Fucking hell, our infantry is the most unlucky, being bombarded every time. The artillerymen are too comfortable hiding behind. I should have been an artilleryman if I knew it."

They also endured the feeling of being bombed by the devil's infantry before.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, the second battalion commander immediately shouted: "Hurry up, get up and beat the devils."

Machine gunners, submachine gunners, seeing the attacking enemy, pull the trigger and shoot.

They used the most powerful way to respond to the Japanese artillery bombardment and found the anger in their hearts.

The firepower is strong, whether it is offensive or defensive, it is very cheap.

At the beginning of the Japanese War of Resistance, the Japanese were able to win many times, and their weapons and equipment were powerful and powerful, which was the decisive factor.

The weapons equipped by the Second Battalion were more powerful than the devils, and they fired more bullets per unit time. It was a matter of course that they could easily suppress the little devils.

At this time, the Second Battalion was like a solid reef, standing motionless in the waves coming from three sides.

Li Yunlong was very satisfied when he saw this scene. The enemy's swift and fierce offensive, let alone hit the position, was extremely difficult even to enter the charging distance.

It is enough to show that the combat effectiveness of the Second Battalion is much stronger than that of the Japanese army.

The offensive was thwarted, and the atmosphere in the Japanese headquarters was not so relaxed.

Mitsui Ichiro's narrowed eyes shone fiercely.According to past experience, it is the rhythm of killing people and offering sacrifices to flags.

"Send out the guards, and those who dare to retreat without orders will be punished as deserters and shot on the spot."

The thunder-like volume spread throughout the headquarters.

Sometimes if you don't force yourself, you will never know how great a person's potential is.With a gun on the back, the combat effectiveness can often increase by %.

Everyone in the headquarters was as quiet as a cicada, doing the things at hand mechanically.

It was Toshihide Yamashita who boldly reminded: "General, the guards are the last strength of the headquarters. If you send them up, no one will come to defend the headquarters."

"Then send half, and keep half is enough."

Mitsui Ichiro didn't want to hurt his subordinate's heart, so he gave his own explanation:
"If you block the Eight Routes, no one will threaten the headquarters. If you can't stop the Eight Routes from breaking through, even if there is a security brigade, it will not help."

Guarding the brigade headquarters is a garrison squadron.

Judging from the situation on the battlefield, none of them could stop the onslaught of the New Second Regiment.

If the frontal battlefield is lost, does it make sense for the brigade headquarters to have more garrison troops?
Pointless!

It is stupid to still have power at this moment.

"Send a telegram, telling the reinforcements to arrive within an hour, otherwise it will be punished as a crime of delaying the fighter plane."

Mitsui Ichiro's urgent urging proved that his mentality was already unstable at the moment.

The new second regiment is no ordinary person who can make so many warriors of the empire fall into the sand.

At this moment, he truly realized the enemy's combat effectiveness.

The clear cognition made him want to eliminate this Eight Ways even more.If they are not eliminated, they will become a serious problem for the imperial army in the future.

As long as Chief of Staff Takeda's reinforcements can arrive in time, there should still be a chance for two thousand new troops to join in.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, but it doesn't know that the oriole is behind.

……

On the unnamed mountain on the east side of Liupan Town.

half an hour ago.

"Captain, which one to fight?"

Facing the team members' inquiries, Wang Gensheng put down his binoculars and frowned: "It's hard to say."

The reason why the special forces are here starts about a week ago.

But that doesn't matter, the important thing is that they are in an excellent position at this time.

Half of the battlefield was under their noses, and the Japanese army's headquarters naturally had nothing to hide.

But which of the two headquarters is the key?

Wang Gensheng didn't dare to make a rash decision. The essence of a sneak attack lies in concealment.For them, there is only one chance, and the special forces have only one blow.

Never make a rash decision lightly.

"Captain, the command post in front of the enemy is relatively close to our first-line position. If the troops advance a few hundred meters, it is estimated that the mortar can be obtained."

The words of the second team leader caught Wang Gensheng's attention and gave him an idea.

It's actually very simple, they can choose to turn over two cards.

Since there is no radio station, they can only use a stupid way to send a person to contact the head of the group.

The wait is long.

Wang Gensheng led the special forces down the mountain as quietly as a gecko.

Around the enemy's No. headquarters, all Japanese soldiers were on alert.It is very difficult to successfully attack the enemy headquarters.

Even if they succeed, they are still close to death, and the angry little devils will never let them break through and escape easily.

But to be a member of the Special Forces, not only must have excellent combat skills, but also have a strong psychological quality.

They have long put life and death aside.

He even heard from the captain that a sneak attack on the devil's headquarters might kill a general. Everyone was excited from the bottom of their hearts, and they were eager to try and wanted to set off immediately.

Over there, the Second Battalion launched an attack and killed the devil's forward headquarters with one shot.The little devil's command system did not fail, and it was still operating safely.

The answer becomes obvious.

Wang Gensheng smiled like a chrysanthemum on his dark and wrinkled face.

He opened his mouth and said silently: "The little devil's headquarters is in front of us, kill them, and we will be the heroes of the whole regiment."

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins."

The fighters bumped their fists and expressed their desire in deep voices.

The honor of destroying the Japanese generals and becoming the hero of the whole regiment are all they desire.

On the way close to the Japanese headquarters, they saw a squadron of devils strengthening from the rear to the front line.

The command strength was cut in half.

Wang Gensheng's eyes lit up, which meant that their chances of success had increased.

He said in his heart: "I don't know which army is attacking, but it is a great help. If I go back alive after this battle, I must buy a drink."

Less than twenty special forces members cautiously arrived at the periphery of the enemy's headquarters.

Wang Gensheng observed carefully that there were two squadrons around the No. 200 Japanese Army Headquarters, one of which was transferred just now, and another squadron with nearly people.

That is to say, they have to fight against ten enemies and kill the headquarters under their noses.

The degree of difficulty is self-evident.

The snipers are in place, the mortars are in place, the offensive assault team, the second defensive team, all in place.

Wang Gensheng gestured and was about to launch an attack, but he saw dozens of little devils gathered and rushed to the front line.

The group leader looked back at him with ecstasy in his eyes.

This time, there are only a hundred enemy guards.

Wang Gensheng suppressed the excitement in his heart and forced himself to calm down.

No matter what the reason is, the reduction of the enemy's defensive strength is a great thing for them.

From four hundred enemies to one hundred, the strength of the Japanese army has been reduced by four times. For the special forces, it is the distance between life and death.

But it must not be taken lightly because of this, if because of a slight mistake, the devils are alarmed, and those devils and officials run away, then the success will fall short.

After waiting silently for a few minutes, until the group of devils completely disappeared from their sight, Wang Gensheng made the attack gesture again.

The two soldiers held daggers in their hands, and in the blind spot of the Japanese guards, bent over and pouted their buttocks, they moved forward quickly.

Weeds were overgrown in the field, almost half the height of a person, which became their best cover.

Wang Gensheng held a -cap in his hand, and another sniper aimed at the Japanese soldiers standing guard.

If it is discovered, if the sneak attack is not successful, it must be changed to a strong attack. The bullets with bullets will be the guarantee to kill the enemy at the first time.

The assassination tactics of the two fighters were very neat.

He came quietly behind the enemy, went up, covered his mouth and stabbed the knife into the heart, dragging the corpse back.

A small hidden passage was opened right under the eyes of the Japanese army.

One group and two groups entered quickly.

It's just that it's impossible to directly touch the enemy's headquarters during the day, unless they are all invisible, or the enemy is completely blind.

"who?"

The answer to him head-on was bullets.

The team members were not surprised. It was already very smooth to infiltrate the headquarters camp.

Their reliance has never been luck or the contempt of the enemy, but the weapons in their hands.

Bobosha's firepower is not covered, every outstanding shooter is even more powerful in his hand.

The Japanese army holding the th section would not have a second chance to fire a second shot when they collided head-on, and became victims of submachine guns.

"It's a gunshot, where is the gunshot?"

For soldiers who listen to guns every day, it is easy to distinguish the gunshots on the frontline battlefield from the gunshots happening around them.

Mitsui Ichiro's thunderous inquiry was answered immediately.

A second lieutenant broke in: "It's not good, the Eighth Route Army is calling, their firepower is too fierce, we can hardly hold on."

"General, retreat quickly."

The person who made the report was a small captain of the garrison. Because he was in charge of the security protection work of the brigade and regiment headquarters, his military rank was very high.

No one would doubt what he said. He only came to report the news when Balu hit him right under his nose, so he has to be responsible.

The fact that he can speak in such a hurry shows the urgency of the matter.

Shouldn't the eight routes be surrounded on the front line? Where did the ones who hit the headquarters come from?

Doubt flashed by, Mitsui Ichiro didn't spend too much time thinking about this question, he immediately retreated under the cover of his subordinates.

Everyone in the headquarters also dropped their work and followed the transfer to retreat.

"Go this way."

The second lieutenant led people to cover them.

When Mitsui Ichiro ran, he didn't have the demeanor of a general in the past, with short and curved legs, he ran vigorously with small steps.

Even so, he still couldn't run fast, but instead let the next few young staff officers run to the front.

If it was different, he would have to give those staff officers a lesson, and he wouldn't know whether he was superior or not.

But escaping for his life is not a big deal.

What Mitsui Ichiro wondered the most was the question, when did Hachiro appear in his headquarters?
Could it be that they flew here with wings?
Running fast and tired, the brain is still thinking, almost starved of oxygen.

"Quick, you two talisman generals."

Toshihide Yamashita ordered two soldiers to help.

Being helped up by two people, Mitsui Ichiro turned his head and glanced at him. He didn't expect that it was not his direct subordinates but the outsider Yamashita who was looking after him at this moment.

When Junxiu Yamashita was running, his thoughts were still quick: "General, I heard something wrong with the sound of gunfire, it seems that it is not a large army from the Eighth Route Army."

Seeing that Ichiro Mitsui still didn't understand, he added: "Balu is equipped with a lot of automatic firepower, and a dozen people with submachine guns can create a momentum of dozens or hundreds of people."

At this time, they had already reached the southernmost point of the headquarters camp and were about to evacuate from the south.

Mitsui Ichiro stopped and listened carefully to the sound of gunshots. A kind of clearer, relatively unfamiliar gunshots were easily distinguished.

It sounded dense, stronger than a squad's firepower.

He turned his head and asked the team leader: "Have you seen clearly, how many people have come from the Eighth Road?"

The second lieutenant opened his mouth and shook his head: "No, it's just that the firepower of the Eight Route Army is very fierce, and the imperial army was shot down a lot in one encounter.

Lieutenant Xinye was leading the army to block the attack, and asked me to evacuate with the general. "

Yamashita Toshihide closed his eyes helplessly, stupid, simply too stupid.

At best, it was a small force of the Eighth Route Army, and there were more than a hundred security troops left behind. Could it be that they couldn't be wiped out?
Even if it is a waste, stop it for a while, call the front line, and immediately mobilize manpower to wipe it out.

There is no need to retreat in panic.

Being chased by a small army from the Eighth Route Army and running away in a panic, they will become the laughing stock again.

500 meters away, Wang Gensheng held up the binoculars and saw the attire of those people. There were a large number of lieutenant officers and more than a dozen assistant officers. It was clear that they were a big fish in the net.

"Aim quickly."

"Rapid fire."

"Fire all the shells!"

He urged it three times in a row, and the mortar not far behind him, and the two soldiers quickly adjusted their direction and angle.

If it weren't for the inability to confirm where the enemy's leader is, they would have fired long ago.

A heavy shell fell from the muzzle, and the propellant collided and detonated, causing a dull sound.

A second later, Wang Gensheng aimed at a target and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the shell landed and exploded in the crowd. The smoke, dust and debris mixed with the crowd and immediately overturned the whole area.

Toshihide Yamashita reacted the fastest, shouting anti-cannon, and fell down immediately.

The two soldiers who supported Ichiro Mitsui pulled him down.Suddenly, he felt sticky on his face, as if something had splashed on his face.

Stretch out your hand to touch the red and white, and look again, there is a fist-sized hole in the back of the general's head sandwiched in the middle, and the red, white and white are mixed together.

"It's not good, the general is dead."

(End of this chapter)