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"Brethren! Give me a rush! Zhang Dehai took the lead with the soldiers to rush to the foot of the mountain, and without stopping at all, he rushed directly to the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the instructor led the other warriors around the hill and continued to chase and defeat the escaped little devil along the mountain road.

On the top of the mountain, a devil officer brandished a saber and shouted: "Shoot! Shoot quickly! Block them, stop them no matter what! ”

"Da Da Da Da~!" The machine gun let out a dull roar, sweeping away the blazing bullet rain, and the other little devils also raised their guns and shot wildly at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed up.

The bullets swept down from the top of the mountain like dense raindrops, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed in front were caught off guard and were instantly swept down.

Zhang Dehai hurriedly hid behind a big rock, holding a box gun in one hand and shooting at the top of the mountain, while shouting: "Brothers! Hit Lao Tzu hard and suppress the little devil's firepower for me. ”

The stubborn resistance of the little devils temporarily curbed the offensive of the Eighth Route Army, and the soldiers could only choose favorable terrain and shoot in concealment, trying to suppress the firepower of the little devils on the mountain, but the little devils were condescending and occupied an absolute advantage, especially the two machine guns, which continued to strafe, blocking the roads of the Eighth Route Army's attack, and the soldiers couldn't rush up for a while.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dehai was very anxious, and hurriedly ordered loudly: "Sharpshooter~!" Are you all fucking blind? Kill the devil's machine gunner for me first! Ordered the mortar platoon to aim at the top of the hill and hit Lao Tzu hard. ”

Under Zhang Dehai's order, the sharpshooters of the special battalion aimed at the machine gunners of the devils on the top of the mountain, and the crisp gunshots continued to sound.

"Bang~!" With a crisp sound, a red-hot bullet pierced the Devil Heavy's helmet and drilled into his head, and the little Devil snorted and fell to the ground, and the machine gun stopped roaring.

At this time, the sub-shooter next to him hurriedly rushed over, pulled the devil's corpse aside, set up a machine gun and continued to strafe below.

The machine gun rang out again, but the machine gun had only roared for less than a few seconds before it was muted again, because the devil had been killed by the sharpshooters of the Eighth Route Army again.

The special service battalion is a direct subordinate unit of the Jizhong Military Region, and it is also an elite division, and the soldiers of the battalion are also carefully selected from the elite of various units, among which there are a lot of sharpshooters, under the blow of the sharpshooters, any little devil who dares to get close to the machine gun has only one result, that is, death!

Soon the little devil's machine gun completely stopped, and Zhang Dehai saw the opportunity and yelled: "Brothers! Keep rushing for me! Rushed to the top of the hill and slaughtered the beasts. As he spoke, he rushed out first and continued to rush towards the top of the mountain.

After the soldiers heard the order, they also broke out with a burst of shouts and killing, and rushed towards the top of the mountain one by one.

"Chirp~!" A piercing whistling sound sounded, and one after another cannonballs fell on the top of the mountain, exploding with a bang. In the midst of a terrible scream, the little devil on the top of the mountain was turned on his back by the bombed people, and he was killed and injured.

The special battalion was equipped with a mortar platoon and six mortars, and this time, in order to support Tiangui Mountain, Commander Lu specially approved the allocation of enough artillery shells for them.

At this time, under Zhang Dehai's order, six mortars aimed at the top of the mountain and bombarded desperately, and the shells continued to fall on the top of the mountain, raising pieces of fire.

The little devils stationed on the top of the mountain were not many in number, only a few dozen people, and under the heavy artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army, the little devils suffered heavy losses, and they were no longer able to block the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing that the firepower on the top of the mountain was getting weaker and weaker, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were greatly boosted, and under the leadership of Zhang Dehai, they rushed to the top of the mountain one by one like fierce hungry wolves.

At this time, the instructor and other soldiers had rushed to the east side of the hill, and then the Eighth Route Army found that there was a large open field in front of it, on which a lot of military tents were densely erected.

The instructor observed the situation a little, and felt that if he rushed through, the chances of victory were not great, after all, the devil had fortifications, and it was no different from looking for death to charge so rashly.

So the instructor ordered a company of soldiers to occupy the favorable terrain on the spot to prevent the devils from launching a counterattack, and the instructor himself led a company to launch an attack on the top of the mountain from the east.

However, they were still a step late, and by the time the instructor rushed to the top of the mountain with the soldiers, the battle on the top of the mountain had already ended, and the company led by Zhang Dehai had successfully occupied the top of the mountain, and all the little devils on the mountain had been wiped out.

"Battalion commander!" The instructor rushed to Zhang Dehai.

Zhang Dehai said with a smile: "Look! There's the devil's camp ahead! ”

The instructor nodded and said, "I have already seen it just now, judging from the size of the camp, there is at least one brigade of little devils stationed here. Moreover, the devils had set up positions on the outskirts of the camp, and I did not dare to give the order to attack. ”

Zhang Dehai nodded and said: "You did the right thing, the little devil is ready, and if you rush forward, you are looking for death." But one thing you said is wrong, there is definitely not a brigade of little devils stationed here. ”

"Oh?" The instructor frowned and asked, "How much is that?" ”

"It's not a matter of how much, it's not the devil's combat unit stationed here, it's the devil's field hospital! Inside are all the wounded soldiers of devils. As far as I know, a field hospital of this size, protected by at least one squadron of devils, rushed over, and the odds of victory were really not great. Zhang Dehai said with a serious face.

The instructor frowned when he heard this, hurriedly raised his binoculars, and took a closer look, and found that there were indeed many hospital signs in the barracks, and the camp was full of wounded soldiers of devils.

The instructor frowned and said: "The little devils of a squadron are waiting for the battle, let's rush over, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat this little devil in a short time, once delayed, when the main force of the devil arrives, then we will fall into passivity." ”

Zhang Dehai smiled and said: "So let's not rush forward, greet these little devils with shells, I calculated, the camp is only 1,500 meters away from the top of the mountain, which is completely within the range of our mortars, I have ordered the mortars to line up the mountain, and send these beasts directly to hell later." ”

The instructor frowned and said, "It's not good to shell the devil's field hospital!" ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Dehai said coldly: "Do you let these beasts continue to kill us Chinese after they have recovered their injuries?" They are not captives now, and we are under no obligation to treat them favorably. They are still aggressors with weapons in hand, and all we have to do is to completely destroy them, and this is our duty! If you want to blame, you can only blame them for not holding weapons and stepping on my Chinese soil. ”

The instructor hesitated, nodded and said, "You're right, it's that I'm thinking too much, and you shouldn't be merciful to these beasts." ”

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