Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

Wu Shiren, who was walking at the back, felt uneasy as he watched the more than 1,000 people in front of him spread out.

The opposite position is so quiet that you can't see anything. Who knows if there are any heavy weapons? It's better to be careful.

500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters, the opposite position remained motionless, but Wu Shiren's speed became slower and slower.

He wanted to stop right now, or turn back. He knew the fighting style of the Eighth Route Army very well.

This kind of quiet situation is to give the enemy some time to fight. After all, their bullets are very scarce. The closer the distance, the more accurate the gun will be.

Perhaps the next moment countless Eighth Route Army soldiers would emerge and beat up his soldiers.

Wang Dabao and Zhao Shengzheng didn't let the enemy troops so close because they were short of bullets.

Their sole purpose was to make it so that the enemy soldiers would have to travel further when they escaped, thus minimizing their chances of survival.

Just when the enemy came to 60 meters in front of the position, Wang Dabao shouted, "Shoot!"

"Da da da..." Countless bullets flew out from all directions like raindrops.

Even if only one-fifth of the 2000-man army opens fire, there are still 5 people.

Among these 400 people, there are nearly 30 machine guns or assault rifles.

The bullets fired from this firing point formed a firepower network with no blind spots.

The Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were knocked down by the powerful firepower of the two squadrons.

Wu Shiren, the leader hiding at the back, opened his mouth wide, as if frozen in place, staring blankly at his men falling down in large numbers.

It’s even faster than the old farmers in my hometown who harvest wheat.

"Da da da..." Wu Shiren was awakened by the sound of machine guns. He shouted at the top of his lungs,

"Get down, fucking all of you!"

While howling, he had already fallen to the ground. He did not dare to run because the machine gun had a range of more than 1000 meters.

Although he was hiding at the back, he was less than 200 meters away from the opposite position.

Running away at this time is a dead end.

In less than 2 minutes, there was no one standing in front of the position. The Japanese soldiers who had finally hidden themselves wanted to dig a hole for themselves and bury themselves.

In this way, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side cannot see them.

Huang Zheng, who was observing the battlefield from behind, had bulging eyes, his round eyeballs almost popping out of his eye sockets.

The boss opened his mouth so wide that he didn't even care when the cigarette fell and landed on his feet.

He murmured unconsciously, "It's over, it's all over!"

The chief of staff put down the telescope in despair and turned to look at Huang Zheng.

I couldn't help but pull him, "Division Commander, let's quickly dispatch the artillery to cover the survivors in front and let them retreat.

We can't just watch Captain Wu's entire army being annihilated!"

Huang Zheng finally recovered. He shouted with difficulty, "The artillery battalion quickly set up positions and bombard them!"

The puppet army division’s artillery battalion had 12 75mm mountain cannons made in Shanxi, which were all captured by the Japanese and handed over to him.

The position of the independent battalion was quiet. The soldiers looked at the miserable scenes of the Japanese invaders howling in the distance, without any ripples in their hearts.

"Everyone get into the hole and fire immediately!"

Soldiers from the independent battalion's reconnaissance squadron were spread over every inch of land around Wujiapo. The enemy's artillery had just begun to establish positions.

The scout sent the message back via the micro radio.

At the same time, the coordinates of the artillery positions were also sent over. Both squadrons had artillery battalions.

When it comes to firepower output compared to the Independent Battalion, no other unit in the entire Chinese land can compare.

At 5:58 p.m., the enemy's artillery battalion had completed its position, and the artillery observer ran to the position of the independent battalion one step ahead.

Just as the enemy artillery received the coordinates and parameters reported by the observer, countless shells whizzed over the enemy artillery positions.

The Japanese artillery battalion commander only had time to yell before turning around and running away. The other artillerymen dropped their shells and ran after him.

They wished they had two more legs. Who would have thought that while they were still adjusting the parameters, the opposing artillery had actually found their position.

"Boom boom boom..." 12 Type infantry guns fired at once, and the enemy's artillery position was blown up into the sky.

The artillerymen who ran a little faster hid behind trees or rocks and watched the people flying into the sky, and they kept thanking their luck that they ran fast.

Huang Zheng felt his scalp tingling as he listened to the explosion not far away. His artillery was not ready yet, but was destroyed by the enemy.

He had never encountered such a battle in his life, even when he fought the Japanese in the Battle of Taiyuan.

The artillery also fought back and forth with the Japanese artillery, but it was nothing like here, where it was a complete crushing defeat!

"Retreat! The entire army retreats three miles, immediately, immediately!"

Huang Zheng roared with bloodshot eyes, he was afraid that the opposite side's artillery shells would fall on his head the next moment.

As for the vanguard regiment that is still within the firing range of the opposing position, there is nothing we can do about it. Just wish them good luck!

When Tenmuro Ryosuke and Sekigahara Roku arrived with the 77th Regiment, they happened to see Huang Zheng and his men retreating.

Colonel Tengshi Ryosuke stared at Huang Zheng with a bad look in his eyes, "Huang Sang, your troops should be fighting with the independent brigade in the front, why are you here?

There is still such confusion, I need a reasonable explanation!"

Huang Zheng looked at Tengshi Ryosuke in front of him, and the other Japanese commanders behind him, and reported tremblingly,

"General Sekigahara, Colonel Tengshiro, the enemy's firepower is very strong.

My vanguard group of more than 1500 people were killed in less than two minutes, and the rest were pinned down in front of the position and unable to move.

I arranged for the artillery battalion to bombard the opposing position, but the coordinates were exposed and the artillery was directly destroyed by the opposing artillery.

General Sekigahara and Colonel Tengshiro, the enemy is definitely not an independent brigade, they not only have a lot of machine guns and automatic weapons,

It is also equipped with at least 12 Type infantry guns. Such firepower is definitely the main force of the Tubalu. "

Guan Yuanliu and Tengshi Liangfu looked at each other and doubted Huang Zheng's words. They knew that the independent brigade that fled to Jing County was very strong.

Otherwise, how could they completely wipe out the Third Brigade? But they didn't believe that they could deal with the reorganized regiment in two minutes!

If this is true, wouldn't it be more powerful than the Empire's firepower?

Tenshiro Ryosuke looked at Huang Zheng with a gloomy face, "Huang Sang, you have to be responsible for what you said. The enemy is ahead. If you lie to us, you know the consequences very well!"

Huang Zheng nodded hurriedly, "Clear, completely clear, please ask Master Tengshi to go to the front and observe!"

Upon seeing Sekigahara Roku's signal, Tengshi Ryosuke led the guard squad forward and came to a place not far from the position to carefully observe the situation on the battlefield.

Sure enough, there were still people lying on the ground and twisting their bodies, as if they were trying to retreat.