The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

"Keep going..." This was the decision made by Devil Cao Chang after repeated consideration.

"Strengthen your vigilance... When you see a suspicious target, grab it and don't give the enemy any chance."

There were sixteen little devils in the entire combat unit, two riflemen were shot through by rifles, three machine gunners were killed and wounded by grenades, and eleven remained.

Immediately after hearing the order, he had a backbone, bent over, held a gun, and moved forward cautiously.

The slightest movement in front of them can make them tense instantly, lying down, squatting, squatting, robbing, it's so lively.

Fortunately, the group walked hundreds of meters without being attacked again.

Just when they thought the danger was about to lift, the piercing gunshots reached their ears again.

The first two devils fell to the ground, and the rest of the devils just squatted down, when two consecutive grenade explosions sounded right under their feet, and the screams were endless.

Devil Cao Chang happened to be squatting next to a grenade, and his whole body was blown up, hitting the dirt wall heavily, and then there was no movement.

The remaining four little devils who were still able to move saw panic in each other's eyes.

A combat unit, without even seeing the opponent, was killed in the blink of an eye and there were only four people left. Everyone would feel panic.

After discussing it, turn around and run back.

I didn't care about the wounded on the ground, I was afraid that if I ran a step slower, I would follow in their footsteps.

"boom……"

The sound of rifle fire reached their ears again, and the last devil fell to the ground.

The remaining three devils were terrified of being beaten, and they didn't even dare to turn their heads. They rushed forward with all their strength, wanting to rush out of the intricate network of tunnels under their feet.

This is obviously impossible. For the Eighth Route Army, tunnel fortifications can not only be used to hide soldiers, transfer troops, but also kill the enemy.

After finally eating the fat in his mouth, nothing can make him fly.

"Bang... bang..."

Gunshots rang out one after another, and only three devils fell to the ground in less than half a minute.

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When the Japanese army attacked the position, Major General Fujita looked down at his watch from time to time to confirm the specific time when the troops entered the tunnel.

Gunshots were constantly coming out of the tunnel, and there was a burst of machine gun fire from time to time, indicating that the attacking troops had found the Eighth Route Army in the tunnel and were fighting with them.

Half an hour passed, and the gunfire continued, but no soldier emerged from the tunnel to report the situation.

This is so anomalous.

Even if the attacking troops lose in the tunnel, they should still send someone out to report the battle situation, instead of keeping themselves outside the tunnel and worrying.

It was the first time the chief of staff came into contact with tunnel warfare, and he didn't know how to fight tunnel warfare at all, but he had blind confidence in the two infantry squadrons under his command.

Say nothing to believe that the attacking force will have an accident in the tunnel.

Looking at Major General Fujita eager to try, he suggested: "General, why don't you send two teams in to have a look, and let them report back immediately after finding out the battle situation."

"I heard that the tunnels dug by the Eighth Route Army are intricate. It should be that we sent too few troops into the tunnels, and they were disrupted as soon as they dispersed. That's why no one came back to report."

Major General Fujita frowned more and more, but he did not believe that the Kwantung Army of the two squadrons would have an accident in such a short period of time, so he nodded and ordered: "Hurry up..."

"After the offensive troops wiped out the Eighth Route Army in the tunnel, they immediately destroyed the tunnel with explosives and cut off the underground passage for the Eighth Route Army's blocking troops to evacuate their positions from the tunnel."

In less than 3 minutes, the two infantry squads split into two and entered the tunnel...

Ten minutes later, the sound of firefighting in the tunnel continued, and no soldier came out of the tunnel.

The chief of staff planned to continue persuading the head of the brigade to send someone into the tunnel, but after seeing Major General Fujita's increasingly serious face, he decisively chose to shut up.

Then I saw the head of the brigade ordered solemnly: "The ground attack continues... The tank troops dispatched a squadron to the front to support the operation, cover the infantry and take down the fourth line of defense of the Eighth Route Army, destroy all their tunnel entrances, and then cover their ears with lightning speed." Take down Taipingzhuang and destroy all the tunnel entrances and exits in the village."

"If an accident happens to the attacking troops in the tunnel, there is no way to destroy the Eighth Route Army hiding in the tunnel. I will block all the entrances and exits of the tunnel, and suffocate the Eighth Route Army in the tunnel."

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At the ground command of the garrison regiment, Chief of Staff Wang Lin is reporting to Huang Yu the fruitful results of the first battalion's tunnel warfare.

"Regimental Commander, the devil first sent two reinforcement squadrons into the tunnel, and the first battalion only took about 20 minutes to wipe out all the invading enemies and end the battle."

"In order to confuse the little devils, they continued to rob in the tunnel. As a result, the Japanese army sent two teams into the tunnel."

"Eat them all in just 10 minutes."

"The current exchange of fire is all deliberately played out by the first battalion, trying to lure more Japanese and puppet troops into the tunnel."

"But they don't seem to be fooled. If the first battalion is not stopped, the less ammunition will be wasted by one less minute of performance."

"Stop..." Huang Yu's smile suddenly disappeared, and he stared at the battlefield seriously.

"The little devil has started a new round of attack, and touched tanks and armored vehicles. It should be guessed that the troops in the tunnel encountered an accident and wanted to retaliate against us through a ground attack."

"Rumble..."

The roar of the chariot slowly spread to everyone's ears from far to near.

Wang Lin raised his binoculars and saw Liu's tanks lined up in two rows, approaching the battlefield in a well-organized pattern.

In front of the tanks, the earthen wall facing the trenches was like a paper toy, vulnerable to a blow, and was washed away with just one touch.

Seeing this scene shocked him, he turned his head and asked Huang Yu anxiously: "Commander, do you want to bring up the four mountain cannons of the artillery company... Except for the mountain cannons, the other weapons we are equipped with can't help the little devil tanks .”

"The mountain cannon can't be moved..." Huang Yu refused decisively.

"There are little devil planes overhead, and dozens of artillery of various types are aimed at us on the opposite side. The devil's tank guns are not vegetarian. Now send them to the battlefield, and one gun can destroy at most one tank and it will become a living creature." Target, not worth it."

Wang Lin agreed with Huang Yu's analysis from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't think of any other way to deal with tanks other than mountain cannons. He was more anxious than before, and asked Huang Yu for instructions with a raised eyebrow: "You can't use mountain cannons, you can only blast them at close range."

"I'm going to the first battalion to form a demolition team and use explosives to destroy the kid tanks."

After speaking, he was ready to rush to the tunnel entrance and exit closest to the headquarters.

The first battalion is all hidden in the tunnel, and the formation of the blasting team is of course carried out in the tunnel.

But he was stopped by Huang Yu as soon as he moved: "What's the hurry, even if there are no mountain cannons to help out, we haven't reached the point of dispatching death squads to blow up tanks."

After speaking, he shifted his gaze to the guard company commander at the side: "Do you still remember how to use the Molotov cocktail..."

"Of course I remember..." The guard company commander replied expectantly.

As a soldier, he also particularly longs for the battlefield.But because of different responsibilities, the chances of the guard company commander going to the battlefield are definitely much smaller than that of the combat troops.

As soon as he heard Huang Yu's question, he realized that his chance to go to the battlefield had come, and his eyes widened, waiting for Huang Yu to give an order.

"Bring your platoon and fifty Molotov cocktails, and immediately reinforce a battalion. Be sure to severely injure the little devil's tank troops, so that they will not dare to use tanks easily in the next battle."

The guard company commander has seen the power of the Molotov cocktail with his own eyes, and said confidently: "Please rest assured, the guard company will complete the mission."

Molotov cocktails are very easy to make, but for the Eighth Route Army, which is short of guns and ammunition, the most difficult thing to solve is the raw materials.

Whether it is gasoline or other fuels, they are all listed as strategic materials by the devils, and it is difficult to obtain them through other channels except for seizure.

In the middle of the wing is the plain area. The Japanese puppet army here is much richer than the Japanese puppet army in Northwest Shanxi. They are equipped with a large number of vehicles, resulting in a lot of fuel reserves in many strongholds.

After several major battles, there were seventy or eighty barrels of fuel seized scattered in the base area.

After learning that the Japanese army dispatched a large number of tanks to sweep the Yizhong base area, the word Molotov cocktail popped up in Huang Yu's mind.

In the Great Patriotic War of Lao Maozi, facing the attack of the German mechanized corps, Lao Maozi, who lacked heavy weapons, relied on Molotov cocktails to stabilize the defense line and block the torrent of German steel.

The tanks equipped by the Japanese army are much weaker than those of the German army. The German heavy tanks are not opponents of incendiary bottles, let alone these light tanks called iron pipes.

Before the war, hundreds of Molotov cocktails were temporarily made, and each garrison group was divided into more than 100, and they were taught how to use Molotov cocktails.

But because there was no actual combat, everyone except Huang Yu himself, including Kong Jie and Li Yunlong, was skeptical of Molotov cocktails, and did not believe that half a bottle of mixed fuel could burn a devil's tank.

The assault speed of the traffic tank was very fast, and it crossed the third line of defense in the blink of an eye and directly attacked the fourth line of defense.

More than 500 Japanese and puppet troops followed the tanks, ready to jump over the tanks and launch an assault on the blocking position at any time.

"Rumble..."

The roar of the tank became louder and louder, spewing black smoke and rushing towards the blocking position quickly.

Mortar shells rushed into the fourth blocking position like rain, weakening the strength of the blocking troops.

Facing the six steel monsters, the blocking forces seemed to have lost their minds.

I don't know if I was afraid or retreated, but there was no gunfire from the blocking position.

Relying on their rough skin and thick flesh, the tanks are protected by infantry behind them and escorted by planes above their heads, so they don't pay attention to the blocking troops at all.

In a normal attack, they will stop at a position 50 meters in front of the formation as a fixed firepower point, and destroy the blocking firepower exposed on the position at close range.

They didn't stop the attack in front of them. They led the attacking troops all the way forward and rushed to the front of the formation for 30 meters without stopping. It seemed that they planned to take down the blocking position in one go.

More than 30 soldiers in the guard platoon and a dozen soldiers from the first battalion who dropped the most bombs had already entered the position through the tunnel and were hiding in the trench against the artillery fire.

Almost eight fighters gathered together, each holding a Molotov cocktail, ready to deal with the tank directly in front.

"Ignite..." the platoon leader of the leading squad ordered nervously.

The Devil Tank has rushed 30 meters away, and the roar is endless. If the Molotov cocktail can kill them, everyone still has a chance to survive.

If Molotov cocktails are useless, everyone will not even have a chance to retreat.

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