A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

"Listen up, Eighth Route Army soldiers inside! You've been surrounded! The Locust Army is giving you a chance. If you surrender your guns, raise your hands, and walk out, the Locust Army will spare your life."

Inside the yard, a group of devils were yelling in broken Chinese.

"I surrender to your grandmother's chicken leg! Little devil, there is no way in this world that a grandfather would surrender to his grandson!"

There was a curse from inside the house, followed by a burst of bullets.

"Da da da da da..."

Hearing the sound of the machine gun, the twenty or so Japanese soldiers in the yard suddenly panicked and almost all of them lay on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

Some lay behind the water tank, some hid at the foot of the wall, and seven or eight crawled under the haystack in the yard.

In fact, these devils were also very panicked.

They finally managed to blast open the gate and hide in the yard, thus avoiding the possibility of being shot by Chen Shengli's automatic rifle at the entrance of the alley.

They were now in a dilemma. They didn't dare to go back to the alley, nor did they dare to break into the room.

They could only hide in the yard and had to be on guard against the Eighth Route Army soldiers who would occasionally pop out from the side of the wall and shoot at them.

Three Eighth Route Army soldiers were trapped in the house.

The machine gunner and the loader were two brothers, both new recruits who had just joined the Fourth Battalion near Wei Zhuang.

In addition to them, there was another young soldier who was also their fellow villager.

"Brother, we have no bullets left. What should we do?"

The young soldiers were so anxious that they almost cried when they saw their big brother holding the machine gun.

As a loader, he knew very well that their bullets were almost out of stock. There were only no more than 10 bullets left in the machine gun magazine!

The fellow villager next to him also had a nervous look on his face, holding a Type 38 rifle in his hand.

At this moment, there were only two bullets left in the magazine of his Type 38 rifle.

The bearded machine gunner looked at his younger brother and fellow villager beside him and took a deep breath.

"Listen to me, both of you. Don't be afraid! The battalion commander and platoon leader will definitely come to rescue us."

"Even if the Japs rush in later, we must use up all the bullets in our hands! Then we can fight them with knives! If we have to die, we must die with dignity! There is no shame in dying on the battlefield!"

At this moment, the Japs outside suddenly became chaotic, and the sound of dense bullets suddenly rang out.

"Reinforcements are coming, hurry! Cooperate with them!"

The bearded machine gunner kicked the door open, pulled the trigger, and fired the only 10 bullets in his machine gun.

On the west wall, two Hanyang-made fully automatic rifles appeared at some point and were firing at the Japanese soldiers in the yard.

The Japanese soldiers in the yard had actually been guarding the wall on this side to prevent the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion from attacking from the west wall.

It was indeed difficult for the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion, who used bolt-action infantry, to break into the yard from the side.

But they couldn't suppress the firepower of the fully automatic rifles at all, let alone firing two rifles at the same time!

The lives of the Japanese soldiers in the yard were ruthlessly harvested by two fully automatic rifles, and more than a dozen were killed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, three Eighth Route Army soldiers in the room opened the door and attacked them from both sides.

In the blink of an eye, only four or five of the more than twenty Japanese soldiers were left. They all huddled behind a pile of firewood in the yard, still struggling in their death throes.

Two soldiers armed with fully automatic rifles jumped into the yard from the wall, followed by five or six soldiers armed with ordinary rifles. The muzzles of seven or eight guns were all aimed at the pile of firewood.

The leading soldier sneered, took out a box of matches from his pocket, lit one, and threw it towards the pile of firewood.

Several Japanese soldiers were burned and howled like ghosts and crawled out coughing, but they were all beaten into sieves in an instant.

At the other end of the alley, the Japanese machine gunner was suppressed by Chen Shengli and could not raise his head.

In fact, these two are no longer the two machine gunners from before. The two men have been killed, and the Japanese have replaced them with new ones.

At this moment, two fully automatic rifles were quietly extended from the wall on one side of the alley, not far away from them.

"Da da da da da..."

Two Japanese machine gunners were instantly killed by bullets suddenly fired from the side.

"Quick! Seize the enemy's position!"

Two soldiers from the Fourth Battalion armed with fully automatic rifles jumped down from the top of the wall and into the alley. Then they quickly charged forward along the wall and quickly occupied the Japanese machine gun position.

The bearded machine gunner also received ammunition supplies and rushed out with his machine gun.

Chen Shengli and a few others also rushed over quickly and joined them.

Four fully automatic rifles and one light machine gun.

Chen Shengli led these people and rushed from the entrance of the alley to the rear of the enemy. At the entrance of the village behind the enemy lines, they opened fire on the Japanese soldiers there, which immediately disrupted the Japanese soldiers' formation!

Zheng Kaixuan was still assembling the Hanyang-made fully automatic rifle.

"Guard, give this gun to Zhao Chenggong."

"Guard, give this gun to Yang Wanli..."

With more than fifty pairs of epaulettes, Zheng Kaixuan modified a total of eight level five fully automatic rifles.

Forty pairs of ordinary Japanese epaulettes were consumed.

The remaining dozen or so pairs of epaulettes basically belong to the Japanese junior non-commissioned officers and there is no need to use them for the time being.

"Give these two guns to the deputy battalion commander and tell him to try not to kill the Japanese in the alley he's in charge of, and to keep them alive."

Zheng Kaixuan modified the guns in the back to increase the team's firepower, so he had no way to kill the enemy.

If he doesn't kill the enemy, he won't be able to obtain the epaulettes he can use. Zheng Kaixuan feels like he's at a great loss.

He specifically asked the guard to tell Wang Xikui to leave some life for him.

Of course, there was not just one guard. There were three following Zheng Kaixuan, ready to take orders at any time. Otherwise, one guard would be too tired to run around.

After eight fully automatic rifles joined the battle, the Japanese were surprised to find that the firepower of the Eighth Route Army was getting stronger and stronger without them noticing!

It’s a pity that they realized it a little too late.

Chen Shengli, with a dozen people, has already rushed to the village entrance and is cutting off their retreat.

The alley where Wang Xikui was fighting was relatively easier.

Wang Xikui was a sharpshooter. At the beginning of the battle, he shot out one of the two Japanese machine gunners across the alley with one shot.

Later, dozens of Japanese infantrymen in the alley rushed into the yard next door. Wang Xikui quickly killed another Japanese machine gunner, turning the street fighting into a siege of the yard.

Soon, the two rods Zheng Kaixuan gave him were automatically in place, and Wang Xikui was overjoyed.

However, he still felt confused about the request made by Zheng Kaixuan.

"What do you mean? The battalion commander plans to take prisoners?"

"I don't know. The battalion commander said, don't worry about it for now, just do what he asks."

"Ok."

Wang Xikui nodded.

Including the two newly acquired fully automatic rifles, he now has three fully automatic rifles, a heavy machine gun, and more than a dozen soldiers. It should not be a problem to deal with the forty or so Japanese devils in the yard.

"Later, you guys take the fully automatic ones and try to avoid the enemy's head and heart. Shoot anywhere else. The battalion commander wants to capture them alive."

"Yes!"

The fully automatic rifle is powerful and portable, making it suitable for charging.

Wang Xikui led his team to attack the yard. After an almost one-sided fierce battle, he successfully knocked all the Japanese in the yard to the ground.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were killed on the spot, and the remaining thirty or so were still alive.

"Go call the battalion commander."

Zheng Kaixuan rushed over quickly. Under Wang Xikui's somewhat confused gaze, he picked up a rifle, quickly killed all the Japanese soldiers, and then collected the epaulettes from more than 30 Japanese soldiers.

After returning to the yard, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Kaixuan assembled another six fully automatic infantrymen and quickly deployed them to the battlefield.

At the entrance of the village, with the support of Wang Xikui, the Japanese rear had been defeated, and the Fourth Battalion completed the encirclement again, forming a huge encirclement.

In fact, there are only sixty or seventy Japanese soldiers left in the encirclement, and all of them are injured. They can only hide in some courtyards and corners, barely surviving, and are no longer able to organize a counterattack.

It won't be long before they are all wiped out.

It was already dusk.

A team of more than 400 people rushed to Wangjiaping from the side and rear, exhausted.

It was Li Yunlong and the other three battalions of the New 1st Regiment.

"What's going on? Why is there still gunfire at Wangjiaping? Is the Fourth Battalion still fighting?"

As Li Yunlong walked quickly forward, he immediately saw a scene that shocked him greatly.

Outside the village entrance, the corpses of Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the ground, stretching for more than a mile.

Inside the village, in every alley, and at every intersection, almost all the bodies lying around were those of the Japanese devils.

A soldier from the Fourth Battalion happened to pass by.

"How many devils did the Fourth Battalion face?"

"Report to the regimental commander, our 4th Battalion has almost wiped out an entire infantry battalion of the Japanese, and the battle is about to end."

"what!"

Li Yunlong was so surprised that he could hardly speak.

"You only have over a hundred people, and you actually wiped out an entire battalion of Japanese soldiers?"