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Chapter 374, Blood-stained Long Street

"Yes, at most, Eight Roads wants to create some troubles."

Matsuda Ichiro calmed down and thought about it, unless the eight roads on Zhongtiao Mountain came down.The rest of the Eighth Route Army lacked heavy weapons, and at most they were making small troubles and causing some trouble.

"Go and call Captain Liu from the security team."

"Sir, Captain Liu left the city with his men early in the morning, and he hasn't returned yet."

"Bastard, he was gone when I used him." Matsuda Ichiro was so busy that he forgot about that.

He had no choice but to arrange for one of his squadron leaders to go to the garrison with two squadrons and call for two hundred imperial alliance troops to support the eastern stronghold first.

In the same way, another 300 people were sent to support the northern stronghold.

Matsuno Ichiro pointed to a staff officer: "Why hasn't Matsuno Goichi come back yet? Is it so hard to catch two ground mice? Take the patrol team to see."

The battles in all aspects were arranged in an orderly manner.

It seems that I can be more relaxed and wait for the news leisurely.

"Matsuda-kun, don't you see any problem?"

Mashiko Shigeo had been wondering just now, what was the purpose of the Eighth Route Army's sudden attack on the stronghold?
Matsuda Ichiro replied without thinking: "What question?
The Eight Routes are nothing more than trying to remove the strategic stronghold of the imperial army, reduce the sphere of influence of the imperial army, and gain more space for their activities. "

The Japanese army built a stronghold of artillery towers, just like a spider weaving a web, laying out a large web.

If the Eight Routes want to move, they will hit the Internet, and the large troops entrenched in the county will immediately reinforce them after getting the news, and catch all the Eight Routes that have been arrested.

But if the eight ways are ignored, then this net will become bigger and bigger and denser.

Up to Balu, there is no living space to speak of.

This was a blatant plan by the Japanese army, which was equivalent to putting a noose around the necks of the Eighth Route Army, tightening the noose bit by bit, and hanging the Eighth Route Army to death.

If Balu wants to live, he has to struggle and tear the noose.Attacking gun towers and strongholds is really normal.

Mashiko Shigeo was not satisfied with this answer, he analyzed:

"In the case of ordinary Eight Routes, they would often use one-third of their troops to attack the strongholds of the imperial army.

Then one-third of the troops ambushed on the way to the reinforcements, ambush and blocking, so that the imperial army could not reinforce.

The Eighth Route also likes to keep a reserve team, which should have one-third of its strength as a mobile force.

But now?

The stronghold and the gun tower are in an emergency together, or the strength of the Eighth Route is very sufficient, and the appetite will be great.

Or, Eighth Road has other plans. "

Matsuda Ichiro nodded approvingly. The weapons and equipment of the Eighth Route Army are generally inferior to those of the Imperial Army, and their combat effectiveness cannot be compared with that of the Imperial Army.

Looking at the current picture, it must be the main force of the Eighth Route.

There is no one within kilometers around the county seat. Does the Eighth Road go to the north or the south?
But no matter where it is, what is the plot of the Eight Routes?

"Didn't they want to attack the county seat?"

Matsuda Ichiro was amused by his sudden thought, and vetoed it: "No, they shouldn't be that stupid."

He has a thousand imperial army and a thousand imperial alliance army in his hand.

In field battles, one imperial army can at least beat three and eight routes.

Now there is still a strong city wall, plus enough ammunition, one dozen five is not a problem.

If the Eighth Route Army wants to attack the county seat, at least a few regiments, more than 5000 people, must be mobilized.

And he sent out a telegram, and it only took half a day to wait for reinforcements.

At that time, Balu would not only have to fetch water from the bamboo basket in vain, but might even be caught up by the imperial army and bite him hard.

"What if it's the eighth road in the south?" Shigeo Masuko asked.

Matsuda Ichiro's face suddenly became extremely ugly, "I guess not, they are nesting in the mountains and doing well, why are they running dozens of miles to beat my county town?"

Nanbian and Balu are very powerful, just hearing the name can make his heart tremble.

For this reason, Matsuda Ichiro wanted to be transferred to Taiyuan.

Shigeo Mashiko saw the timidity in his fellow Kawasaki.

I feel scared just hearing that the enemy will come. I really don't know how such a fool got here.

Mashiko Shigeo reminded coldly: "If so, it's time to hit the county seat now."

He seems to have the potential of a crow's mouth.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone on the table rang. Matsuda Ichiro panicked and answered the phone with trembling hands: "Hello..."

"Sir, a large number of eight roads have been found at the west gate, and they are going to attack the city."

"what?"

Ichiro Matsuda seemed to doubt the authenticity of the news, or rather he didn't want to believe it was true.

But then, the roar of cannons came from the west, and the rattling gunshots did not stop for a second, resounding throughout the county.

"Come on, hurry up, and reinforce the West Gate."

Matsuda Ichiro has basic military accomplishments, but he won't be really overwhelmed by the enemy.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he calmly ordered to send someone to support the West Gate.

Mashiko Shigeo pushed open the window and listened patiently: "The -type infantry artillery, the mortar, and the Maxim heavy machine gun are very powerful.

It sounds like, when the imperial army once attacked the county, the firepower density was no more than this.

This must be the Eighth Route Army in Zhongtiao Mountain in the south. Except for them, the firepower density of the other Eighth Route Army is far less than this. "

After the previous encirclement and suppression campaign, the firepower density of that Eighth Route Army troop unexpectedly surpassed that of the Imperial Army.

This astonishing discovery, written up in a report, is already on the table at the top of the army.

As long as there is a fight, the firepower of the imperial army will be suppressed by the opponent, and it will still be in the area of ​​Zhongtiao Mountain, that is, the Eighth Route Army, there is absolutely no mistake.

Matsuda Ichiro frowned, feeling more and more bitter, what kind of thing is this?
He didn't provoke anyone, why did the eight roads in the south beat him for no reason?
I really don't talk about Wude.

"Mashiko-kun, please tell me, what will Balu do next?" Matsuda Ichiro lowered his posture and asked for advice.

The previous predictions are not bad. If you can predict the enemy's opportunity, you will be able to deal with it with ease.

"Next step?"

Mashiko Shigeo has worked hard to understand the Eight Routes of Zhongtiao Mountain.

I remembered what I learned from Toshihide Yamashita a few days ago, the process of the fall of the mountain city.

He judged: "The attack at the West City Gate, I think it was a feint, attracted our attention.

The main direction of attack of the Eighth Route Army is definitely not the west.

We have sent reinforcements to the north and east. If the Eighth Route chooses to attack in those two directions, it might run into our reinforcements going out of the city.

That is the South Gate.

If Balu dug the tunnel in advance, bring the weapons in.

If we open the south city gate from the inside and the outside, the city wall we rely on the most will become useless. "

"Asshole, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Matsuda Ichiro also thought about the event that the mountain city was attacked by the supposed foreign cooperation.

He couldn't understand why Mashiko Shigeo said it so plainly, if he said it earlier, he could send someone to guard against it earlier.

Don't be too late now!

Matsuda Ichiro grabbed the phone and anxiously urged: "Quick, connect me to the south gate."

The operator tried and gave him the bad news that the telephone line to the south gate was down.

"Eight Grid Road!"

Matsuda Ichiro slapped the phone on the table angrily, he can now be sure that Mashiko Shigeo is right.

The eight roads who sneaked into the city must have gone to fight the south gate.

This bastard, why didn't you say it earlier!

Matsuda Ichiro shot a hard look, opened the door and went outside, and ordered loudly: "Assemble urgently!"

He must now take people to reinforce the South City Gate.

If Eighth Road calls in, it will really be over.

Two soldiers guarded the gate of the gendarmerie more than 200 meters away, half-squatting in a dead corner of the street, and glanced at the gate of the gendarmerie from time to time.

"These devils came from the direction of the garrison headquarters. Why did they stop at the gate of the gendarmerie?"

"Who knows! Probably waiting for their commander."

The two looked at each other, then quickly stared at the gate of the gendarmerie.

I saw a few young officers walking out around a middle-aged officer, said a few words to the assembled Japanese army, and led them to march south.

"The one in the middle is a high-ranking Japanese official, and the others don't have that style."

"They're going to the South City Gate, we can't let them ruin the plan."

The two focused on different points, but they came to the same conclusion, they must be fucked.

A soldier climbed onto the roof, took out a colorful flag from his arms, waved it not far away, and sent out a signal.

On the avenue that the gendarmerie must pass through to the south gate, eighteen special forces members are ambushing.

All of them were holding submachine guns, and they were hiding on the roofs of the houses on both sides.

The observation post on the roof whispered: "Captain, there is a situation."

Wang Gensheng raised his binoculars and looked at them: "Everyone cheer up, the devils are coming, and there are still a lot of them. Put them closer and shoot out the bullets for me."

A lot of time has passed since the sound of the fierce gun battle.

The soldiers didn't wait for the order to launch an attack, and they were almost suffocated.

At this moment, De Ling excitedly released the safety of the submachine guns, with their fingers on the trigger, and the muzzles of the guns were facing the enemy, waiting for the signal to shoot.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Urging sounds sounded from time to time, wishing that everyone would grow two more legs and fly over directly.

In an emergency, Matsuda Ichiro gathered one and a half squadrons, and more than 300 devils to support the Nancheng Gate.

Leaving aside the Imperial Association Army, this is already the last mobile force in his hands.

Of course not just to eliminate troublemakers.

He also had to consider that if the worst happened and the south city gate was opened by the Eight Routes, he would have to send someone to top it, and the Eight Routes must be blocked outside the city.

The fighting power of the Imperial Association Army is unreliable, and only the Imperial Army is capable of such a difficult task.

"Sir, sir..."

The officer who led the team to check Matsuno Goichi was out of breath, and he was catching up.

"What's the matter?" Matsuda Ichiro stopped by the side of the road and asked.

"Sir... Matsuno-kun, he has already died, and the people he took with him also died in the donkey meat restaurant. The enemy disappeared."

"How come, isn't it just to catch a mouse of the military command? More than 20 people will wipe out the whole army?"

Matsuda Ichiro felt that this was simply a fantasy, and urged the subordinates who came back to explain the details in detail.

He stopped, but the troops who ordered reinforcements did not stop, and continued to rush towards the south gate.

"Captain, if you don't fight, you will run away if you don't fight the devil."

The soldiers next to him couldn't help urging Wang Gensheng.

The Japanese troops lined up in a dense queue were unprepared and ran forward under their guns. This was simply a living target.

If you let it go, the laws of heaven will not tolerate it.

Wang Gensheng looked at the Japanese commander who was standing at the intersection. If he was less than 300 meters away, if he had a -cap, he would be able to shoot his head off with one shot.

But it's a pity that he was holding a Bobosha submachine gun in his hand.

I had to let that guy go first.

Wang Gensheng squeezed the trigger with his finger, and pointed the gun at the Japanese soldiers running on the street.

"Hit Lao Tzu hard!"

As soon as the trigger was pulled, all the bullets flew out in an instant, like a wild donkey running wild, shooting towards the target crazily.

The bullet hit the devil so bloody that he fell to the ground in an instant.

I saw the dense marching team of the Japanese army, as if bitten by a dog, and immediately fell into chaos.

And this is just the beginning.

Wang Gensheng's shooting was just a signal to attack, and the remaining seventeen soldiers pulled the triggers that were falsely pulled.

Seventeen Bobosha, 590 five rounds of bullets.

With a rate of fire of rounds per minute, it can fire rounds per second.

In a little over two seconds, all the bullets were thrown at the enemy.

The dull sound of bullets firing filled the entire street for a while.

The Japanese troops marching in dense formations were knocked down by raindrops of bullets before they could react.

That scene was like harvesting wheat in a field.

Matsuda Ichiro, who was lucky enough to stand at the intersection, saw the scene of his subordinates being slaughtered.

He opened his mouth wide in shock and couldn't speak, like a fool.

The officer beside him threw him to the ground, and Matsuda Ichiro didn't respond, only staring straight at the corpses on the street.

Massacre, this is massacre.

In the flood of bullets, the mortal Japanese army had no ability to resist.

He could only let himself be hit by bullets, and then fall down full of doubts, letting his vitality drain away.

Seeing this, their enemies seemed uneasy.

A grenade was thrown out, and those who were lucky enough to be alive and those who were already dead were blown up together.

"..."

Matsuda Ichiro opened his mouth, and cursed a bastard several times, but couldn't make a sound.

"Not good, the cover officer retreats."

The Japanese soldiers who survived by chance saw the enemy jumping out of the houses and shooting at them with guns, and they had no will to resist.

They have only one thought, to escape.

Picking up Matsuda Ichiro, who had almost lost his soul, they fled in embarrassment.

"The devil's official is over there, leave two men to fill up the guns, and the others will chase after me!"

Wang Gensheng led his men to chase after him immediately, and he replaced the Bobosha with full magazines in his hand, which was a sharp weapon for slaughtering animals.

A round of bullets hit the back of the fleeing Japanese soldiers, so that they no longer had to run away.

It is not an easy task to escape in the hands of well-trained special forces.

The two soldiers who left behind their guns had a headache looking at the corpses all over the floor.

Even if you hold a submachine gun and sweep back and forth like sweeping the floor, the corpses on the ground will have to be cleaned of all the magazines on their bodies.

"It's okay, maybe there is a fish that slipped through the net pretending to be dead, let's work."

(End of this chapter)