Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

Deng Chen lay prone on the middle section of the right flank slope, firing shot after shot.

The veterans behind him also maintained a steady firing rhythm, with the gunshots of Type 38 rifles rising and falling.

Each veteran seemed to have experienced this scene hundreds of times before, calmly aiming, firing, pulling the bolt, and aiming again.

"Strike! Strike hard!"

Deng Chen fired another shot in the middle of the road.

A Japanese sergeant who was about to set up a grenade launcher fell to the ground.

Zhou Tianyang did not participate in the suppressive fire from both sides.

His eyes remained fixed on the Japanese convoy on the highway, searching for a more valuable target among the chaotic figures.

The ordinary soldiers in the truck were handed over to the soldiers on the slope.

He needed to hunt down the real core members, the Japanese commanders.

His scope quickly scanned backward from the front of the road.

The figures trying to organize their ranks, the figures waving sabers and shouting something.

A few minutes later.

In the middle of the convoy, between the sixth and seventh trucks.

A man was shouting something at the chaotic convoy ahead.

His military rank was lieutenant colonel.

Zhou Tianyang's cross-shaped weapon landed firmly on the head of the Japanese lieutenant colonel.

Lieutenant Colonel, a Japanese battalion commander.

A major has 1000 points, and a lieutenant colonel has 5000 points.

This man is more valuable than all the machine gunners combined.

The Japanese lieutenant colonel seemed to realize something.

His shouts paused for a moment, and his gaze suddenly swept towards the left flank of the slope, as if trying to determine the source of the gunshot.

But he was too slow. Zhou Tianyang's finger was already on the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullet flew down the slope and struck the lieutenant colonel precisely in the right temple.

His body suddenly tilted to the side.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant colonel has been killed. Reward: 5000 points.]

As the system notification sounded, Zhou Tianyang had already moved the gun away.

The death of that battalion commander quickly triggered a chain reaction.

The command system, which had been barely holding on, completely collapsed.

The remaining Japanese soldiers began to split up and search for cover.

Some hid in the shadow of the truck chassis, some hid in the roadside drainage ditch, and some crawled into the low bushes on the roadside.

But these bunkers were virtually indistinguishable under the crossfire of more than three hundred guns.

Several squad leaders and company commanders attempted to organize a counterattack.

A Japanese lieutenant leaned half his body out from behind the second truck, brandishing his saber and shouting something to the slopes on either side.

Zhou Tianyang's center of gravity shifted towards him.

One shot, and the lieutenant had a bloody hole right in the forehead, and he fell backward.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 500 points awarded.]

Another Japanese lieutenant was squatting next to a truck, using hand gestures to direct several soldiers to set up a Type 11 light machine gun.

They moved quickly, but before the machine gun's tripod was fully deployed, Zhou Tianyang's bullets had already arrived.

The lieutenant had a hole in his chest, his body jerked backward, and he slid to the ground.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 500 points awarded.]

Several Japanese squad leaders also fell to Zhou Tianyang's gun one after another.

Those officers who tried to maintain order in the chaos became his prey in his scope.

The soldiers on the slope were also constantly reaping the lives of the Japanese soldiers who were still resisting around the trucks.

The battle lasted for nearly twenty minutes.

Gunfire continued to be heard on the highway, but the Japanese counterattacks had clearly weakened.

There were hardly any people left standing around those trucks.

Some truck beds were filled with corpses.

The highway was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, lying haphazardly everywhere.

Zhou Tianyang quickly scanned the battlefield through the scope.

His gaze fell on the direction at the end of the convoy.

The Japanese soldiers in three trucks were not completely suppressed. Although most of the soldiers had fallen, the remaining Japanese soldiers were still putting up a tough fight.

Just then, a Japanese company commander crawled out from under the chassis of the fourth truck.

Holding a military knife, he shouted behind him.

He shouted for a retreat!

Zhou Tianyang quickly turned his scope toward the squadron leader, but the moment the man crawled back under the truck chassis, his figure disappeared into the shadows.

Subsequently, the remaining Japanese soldiers at the end of the convoy began to retreat.

Some people climbed out of the roadside ditch and retreated along both sides of the road.

Someone dragged their injured companion to the back of the truck, trying to use the vehicle as cover.

The firepower of the Japanese soldiers who were still resisting was significantly reduced, replaced by a more chaotic and disorderly situation.

"They are withdrawing."

Deng Chen's voice came through, carrying a calmness that came after confirmation.

Zhou Tianyang remained silent, his gaze fixed on the movement at the end of the road.

The Japanese soldiers were retreating at an extremely fast pace; although their formation was scattered, they were retreating without hesitation.

The company commander clearly realized that continuing the fight would result in the annihilation of his entire army, and he was doing everything he could to evacuate the remaining soldiers who could still move from the ambush area.

"Ma Yong, keep an eye on them, don't let them flank you."

Zhou Tianyang shouted towards the left wing slope.

Ma Yong's voice came from behind the bushes.

"yes!"

Gunfire continued within the ambush area.

But most of the Japanese soldiers in those three trucks had already withdrawn out of firing range.

Those who couldn't evacuate in time were either killed or pinned down in roadside ditches, unable to move.

Deng Chen led some veterans to quickly penetrate down the right flank slope.

After clearing out the few Japanese soldiers who were left behind, they retreated back to the edge of the slope.

The gunfire on the highway gradually subsided.

Then everything fell silent.

Zhou Tianyang stood up from behind the rock and scanned the entire road.

One after another, the crooked trucks were parked there, some still emitting blue smoke, and some with bloodstains all over their side panels.

The road was covered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, stretching for nearly two hundred meters from the front to the back of the convoy.

Ammunition boxes were scattered all over the ground, guns lay haphazardly, and water was still seeping out of the punctured water bottle.

Deng Chen walked quickly down the right slope, stepping over the shell casings and gravel to reach the center of the road.

He looked around, then looked up and called out in Zhou Tianyang's direction.

"Commander, the remnants of the Japanese army have retreated; at least two hundred of them have fled."

Are you sure they really left?

Zhou Tianyang walked briskly down the slope, and when he reached the road, his gaze was still fixed on the end of the convoy.

The retreating Japanese soldiers had disappeared behind the ravine at the bend in the highway.

"They don't seem to be feigning a retreat."

Deng Chen's tone was confident.

"If they really wanted to launch a counterattack, they wouldn't have abandoned so many wounded and equipment when they retreated."

"That company commander was a smart man; he knew that if the fighting continued, he wouldn't even be able to save these two hundred-plus men."

"All he's thinking about now is running away as fast as he can, as far away as possible."