The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 342 Kong Jie: That Kid Huang Yu Fights Well (Part [-])
Huang Yu was leading the assault battalion to the Devils artillery position.

Cavalry are good at raiding, not good at defending.

They have already entered the heavy artillery position, and it is only a matter of time before they can be taken down.

If the assault battalion cannot kill in time, there will be no way to stabilize the results of the battle and ensure that the heavy artillery position is foolproof.

In the eyes of the Japanese army, the heavy artillery unit is also their trump card, as long as there is a ten-thousandth hope, they will try their best to get it back. Huang Yu will never allow himself to be snatched back by the devils after he has eaten the fat in his mouth.

"The speed has to be accelerated... the comrades behind have to keep up. The cavalry battalion has taken down the devil's heavy artillery position. We must immediately establish a defense line around the position to prevent the enemy from counterattacking!" Huang Yu encouraged the troops while driving.

When he was about to rush into the artillery position, Wei Dayong, who was in the lead, suddenly ran towards him.

"The battalion commander... more than two hundred Japanese and puppet troops rushed towards us on the flank... It seems to be protecting some important person and retreating!"

Huang Yu quickly raised the binoculars and looked in the direction of Wei Dayong's finger.

The infantry squad at the front was not much different from the other devils, and Huang Yu didn't see any difference.

But soon, something strange was seen from the dozens of Japanese and puppet soldiers in the middle.

In the ordinary Japanese army, there are at most two or three officers with commanding swords in an infantry squad.

Among the dozens of devils in front of me, half of them boast command knives at their waists, and several puppet soldiers are also wearing small pistols...

With so many Japanese and puppet army officers gathered together, Huang Yu could guess their identities even with his eyes closed. Looking at Wei Dayong with an excited expression on his face, he said, "We're lucky!"

"These devils are escorting their captain to move back..."

"This is the fat that is delivered to our mouths. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it!"

"The Second Company continued to move forward, and immediately set up a defensive line after arriving at the artillery position. Be sure to block all the Japanese troops who counterattacked the artillery position!"

"Establish a line of defense on the spot and block the little devil's captain head-on."

"The left wing of the reconnaissance platoon outflanks, and the right wing of the guard platoon outflanks!"

"More than half of the light and heavy machine guns we were equipped with were lost in the blocking battle. For long-distance blocking, our firepower is not as good as that of the little devil, and we will definitely be suppressed and beaten!"

"Only by letting the submachine gun and the box cannon join the battle, can we win the battle and defeat the opponent!"

"Let everyone be safe and calm, put the enemy at [-] meters before shooting, and never expose the target in advance!"

"If you don't make a move, it's enough. If you make a move, you will kill the enemy's forward team!"

Colonel Ando was supported by two subordinates to retreat back. As he was walking, there was a burst of gunshots in front of him. When he looked up, he saw dozens of guards in front of him being loaded onto the ground one by one, just like cutting leeks. Yes, none survived.

The two devils supporting Ando Dazuo rushed to the ground at the same time, allowing him to avoid the rain of bullets flying towards him.

The adjutant was not as lucky as him. Two bullets penetrated into his body at the same time, and he fell silent on the ground.

As soon as he died, Colonel Ando became the backbone of the dozens of Japanese and puppet soldiers around him, and they looked at him in unison as if discussing it.

"The blocking force has less than one company!" Colonel Ando had already calmed down while running. Although he still didn't have much hope for the next decisive battle, he didn't intend to admit defeat right now. He took a quick look at the situation on the battlefield. judge.

"The blocking firepower seems to be very strong, but there are very few light and heavy machine guns. Most of them are submachine guns and pistols with limited range..."

"As long as we keep a distance from them, we can beat them and kill them!"

The captain of the guard immediately took orders.

In a short while, more than forty little devils with relatively good marksmanship were sent to the forefront of the battlefield, shooting and killing the soldiers of the assault battalion under the cover of five crooked handles.

"Battalion Commander, the little devils have seen our style of play. They hide six or seven meters away and attack us from a long distance. The submachine guns and pistols we are equipped with can't hit them!" Wei Dayong discovered the problem as soon as the devils changed their formation, and found Huang. Yu reminded anxiously.

"Let the soldiers persevere!" Huang Yu ordered!
"The devils moved all the troops to the front to attack us. The rear and flanks were empty. Once the guard platoon and the reconnaissance platoon took action, our crisis will be resolved!"

"It can also besiege from three sides and wipe out all the little devils here..."

Colonel Ando's mood became happy again.

In the long-distance shooting, the Eighth Route Army continued to be shot and fell to the ground, and the casualties of our own side were almost zero.

If you continue to shoot at each other like this, for at most three minutes, the dozens of Eighth Route Army in front will be completely killed by yourself.

Since the independent regiment launched a counter-offensive, they have faced defeats.

One moment the heavy artillery positions were attacked and the gunners were completely lost...then the mortar squadron was raided by cavalry and almost wiped out...

Facing one bad news after another, he couldn't even see the hope of turning defeat into victory, let alone ordinary soldiers.

Although the victory in front of us cannot change the overall situation, it can inspire the army and let the subordinates see the hope of defeating the Eighth Route Army again.

From this point of view, I not only need to maintain the immediate advantage, but also expand the advantage, and completely annihilate the Eighth Route Army that stands in the way...

Just as he was concentrating on the first company of the assault battalion, thinking about when to launch the general offensive, the familiar sound of submachine guns firing sounded from the flanks of the team, and it was nearby...

Colonel Ando hurriedly turned his head to look over.

Dozens of Eighth Route Army troops appeared from the left wing of the team at some point, armed with rifles, submachine guns, and pistols, and rushed towards him in skirmish lines.

A few submachine gunners charged and fired, and the guard post he arranged there was defeated in one blow, and he was no match at all...

Dozens of Eighth Route Army also appeared on the right wing of the team, with the same weapons and equipment, they quickly rushed towards me...

"It's over..."

These two words popped up in Ando's mind again.

I was very anxious to order: "Divide into two combat units to block the Eighth Route Army coming from the flanks, use rifles to stop them from a long distance, and speed up, absolutely do not let them approach us!"

It will take time for Ando Dazuo to give orders, and the devils are shooting at the front line with the sudden company, and it will take time to deploy troops.

After the guard platoon and the reconnaissance platoon wiped out the devil's guard post, they didn't encounter any resistance, and rushed forward as if they were in an uninhabited land.

By the time the reinforcements sent by Ando Dazuo were in place, the two platoons had already reached thirty or forty meters away.

"Da da da... papa ha..."

The submachine gun and the pistol fired together, and the bullet rain hit the devil reinforcements head-on.

There were only twenty of them, and if one submachine gun killed two of them, the two platoons only needed one round of fire to wipe them all out!
As soon as they died, Colonel Ando and a dozen officers under his command were instantly exposed to the attacks of the guard platoon and the investigation platoon.

Without the slightest politeness, he frantically pulled the trigger on Ando!
At the former enemy headquarters of the Independence Regiment, seeing the joy, Kong Jie waved his fist again, suppressed his excitement and said, "I knew that kid Huang Yu would not let go of the fat of the devil's captain..."

"Sure enough, a roundabout outflank killed the [-]th Japanese and puppet troops... It was a great fight!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at his watch and said, "The little devil's plane will reach the battlefield in ten minutes at most!"

"To keep the artillery on the Japanese artillery positions, the assault battalion must immediately camouflage them to prevent aircraft bombing, and we can transfer the spoils after dark."

"Cavalry Battalion, First Battalion...After eliminating the remaining Japanese and puppet troops in the attacking position, the troops immediately divided up and concealed, with platoons as units, scattered reinforcements to the [-]nd, [-]th and [-]th Battalions!"

"By the way, bring the heavy machine guns and mortars that were just captured!"

"On the counterattack just now, only more than [-] people from the first battalion rushed out, and most of the other soldiers died!"

"The army suffered enough losses in this decisive battle. In the next battle, we must destroy the enemy at the lowest cost..."

"Enemies who can be dealt with with light and heavy machine guns and mortars must never fight devils like before!"

"Weng buzzing..."

Kong Jie's judgment was very correct. Half a minute after the order was issued, the hum of the plane reached his ears.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, two black spots slowly appeared on the edge of the sky.

The roar became louder and louder, and the black dots also grew bigger and bigger, slowly turning into two silver-white planes painted with plastered flags.

The two planes first circled twice over the battlefield, and then put on a dive posture, like an eagle that has found its prey, and directly plunged down towards the ground at a very fast speed...

"Boom...weng hum..."

When the powerful roar was about to deafen everyone's ears, the plane suddenly raised its fuselage and whizzed past the battlefield close to the ground...

He dived six times in a row before stopping, and continued to hover over the battlefield.

The little devil on the ground was going crazy.

The independent regiment's offensive is getting more and more fierce, and more and more heavy weapons are participating in the attack...

Almost every five or six minutes, a team was wiped out by the establishment.

It was hard to wait for the planes to kill them, expecting them to reduce their defensive pressure, but they dived several times in a row without launching an attack, and kept circling in the air.

"Bageyalu, what are the aviation soldiers doing... The Eighth Route Army is all around us, and they don't attack such obvious targets. Do they want to watch us be wiped out!" scolded.

He held the command knife in his hand, pointing the knife point to the sky. If the plane descended suddenly, he would be so angry that he wanted to kill the pilot.

But no matter how much he cursed, how he vented his dissatisfaction on the ground.

The two planes were still circling in the sky, showing no intention of attacking.

In fact, it's not that they don't want to attack, but that they dare not attack.

The main force of the Japanese army was divided into three parts. These three Japanese and puppet troops did not establish a circular fortification in the encirclement, but relied on the terrain to entangle with the Eighth Route Army that besieged them. There was no particularly clear line of defense between the two sides.

No matter which direction the plane launches an attack, it may accidentally injure its own people in the encirclement.

Thick smoke was billowing everywhere on the ground, and anti-air fire threatened them. As a result, the two planes did not dare to fly too low to drop bombs, and the chances of accidentally injuring their own people were even greater.

In this case, the two pilots can only hand over the problem to Shangfeng, and let Shangfeng decide whether to drop the bomb or not!

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