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

A devastating loss for a large brigade.

If it can be made up for in the next battle.

The disastrous defeat at Qingyun Ridge today will be viewed differently by the regimental commander.

Although a battalion commander died, he led the remaining troops to hold off the main force of the Eighth Route Army.

They also held off the enemy and cooperated with the main force of the combined team to complete the encirclement.

Such wording, when placed in a battle report, can change many things.

Thinking of this, Tanaka Ichiro quickened his pace.

He turned his head and shouted to the communications soldier behind him.

"Send another telegram to the regiment, reporting our current location."

The communications soldier ran up from the back of the column, setting up the radio as he went, and bent over to keep up with the column's pace.

Tanaka Ichiro went over himself and glanced at the contents of the telegram.

After confirming that everything was correct, he waved his hand, signaling to send it out.

The communications soldier's fingers tapped across the key a few times, producing a short, clear ticking sound.

"All sent."

Tanaka Ichiro nodded and didn't say anything more.

He straightened up and looked ahead again.

The road ahead was still winding, and the terrain on both sides began to change.

"go ahead."

He waved behind him, and the team continued to advance along the dirt road.

The group of over two hundred people stretched out in a loose, long line.

The people ahead were already close to the entrance to the two hills.

Tanaka Ichiro walked in the middle of the group, maintaining the same pace.

He did not stop to observe the two hills, nor did he order scouts to be sent out.

At this moment, all his thoughts were focused on catching up with that group of Eighth Route Army soldiers.

In his view, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were busy carrying the captured supplies on their way.

It's simply impossible to organize another ambush in such a short time.

Besides, they had just finished one game, so how could they have the energy to play a second one?

The group continued moving forward.

The first few people had already entered the dirt road between the two hills.

The teams behind are still following.

Some people walked with their heads down, some were panting heavily, and some looked up at the hillsides on both sides.

But no one discovered what lay behind the dense bushes on those hillsides.

More than three hundred soldiers were lying prone, already aiming.

Zhou Tianyang lay prone behind the rock, the crosshairs of his scope firmly positioned around Tanaka Ichiro's head.

He was waiting for those two hundred-plus Japanese soldiers to all walk into the trap between the two hills.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Twenty meters.

The Japanese soldiers at the front were almost at the exit of the dirt road.

Nearly half of the team behind them had not yet fully entered the ambush zone.

Tanaka Ichiro had already stepped half of his body into the narrow passage between the two mountains.

He was looking around, but his gaze was fixed on the mountain road in the distance, completely unaware of the unusual things on the slopes on both sides.

Zhou Tianyang gently pressed the trigger.

The cross was firmly placed around Tanaka Ichiro's head.

Then he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Gunshots echoed between the two hills, amplified by the reflections off the mountains.

Tanaka Ichiro's body jolted violently.

His eyes were wide open, but he could see nothing at all.

The bullet entered through his temple, tumbled through his skull, and exited.

He fell forward due to inertia, landing face down on the muddy road.

[Ding! One Japanese major killed. 5000 points awarded.]

As the system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind.

Intense gunfire erupted simultaneously from both sides of the slope.

More than 300 rifles fired simultaneously.

Bullets rained down from the slopes on both sides, covering the entire alleyway.

The Japanese soldiers, who were still on the march, were completely stunned.

They were caught completely off guard, without any warning.

Tanaka Ichiro was dead the instant the first shot was fired; he was dead beyond any doubt.

Some people tried to run back, but they were driven back by the intense firepower at the entrance after only a dozen or so steps.

Some people tried to rush forward, but the slopes on both sides of the exit ahead were blocked.

Deng Chen and his fifty men had already blocked off all angles.

The path is flanked by steep slopes, with no hollows or rocks to hide in.

The Japanese soldiers were trapped in the middle, surrounded by fire lines on all sides.

Screams and shouts mingled together, rising and falling in waves.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemies are everywhere, from both sides!"

"We're surrounded!"

"There's no escape!"

Some people were firing their guns randomly at the slopes on both sides, but their guns had no clear target.

Some people tried to lie on the ground to avoid the bullets, but the hail of bullets from both sides continued to pour down without any pause.

Those remaining Japanese soldiers who were just thinking about how to launch a counterattack after the main force of the regiment arrived.

They were completely defeated in just one minute.

Their formation was broken up by the intense firepower, and some people squatted in the middle of the road, holding their heads.

Someone climbed into the roadside drainage ditch, but the ditch was too shallow to hide anyone.

The first few dozen Japanese soldiers in the column attempted to launch a counterattack.

Charge forward toward the exit.

However, Deng Chen's fifty men maintained extremely consistent firepower.

The first few Japanese soldiers who rushed forward fell to the ground after only a few steps, and those behind them were immediately pushed back.

The Japanese soldiers at the rear of the column also attempted to retreat towards the entrance.

But they were also forced to retreat after being hit.

The firepower at the entrance and from the rear created a crossfire, completely sealing off the entire alleyway.

Zhou Tianyang continued shooting.

After Tanaka Ichiro fell, his scope quickly searched for the next target.

A Japanese lieutenant was squatting behind an earthen embankment in the middle of the column.

He brandished his pistol, trying to organize the soldiers around him to launch a counterattack on the right slope.

Zhou Tianyang's crosshairs were aimed directly at his head.

"Bang!"

The lieutenant's body suddenly leaned back.

The pistol flew out of his hand, and he fell behind the earthen embankment.

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

Another Japanese sergeant was trying to climb up the slope on the left.

They wanted to rush to the ambush position.

He had only climbed a few meters when he was hit in the back by a bullet and rolled down the slope.

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant killed. 50 points awarded.]

"Bang!"

again.

Zhou Tianyang's finger kept pulling the trigger.

Those Japanese officers who were still trying to organize resistance were all briefly seen in his scope before being precisely eliminated.

After losing their commander.

The remaining Japanese troops fell into a state of disorganized chaos.

They no longer tried to fight back, no longer tried to break through.

They simply hid in the roadside drains or behind their fallen companions, barely clinging to life.

However, the firepower on the slopes on both sides did not diminish.

More than three hundred guns continuously fired into the alley, and several Japanese soldiers fell to the ground with each volley.

The battle has lasted less than ten minutes since the first shot was fired.

The alleyway was already filled with the corpses of Japanese soldiers.