The little devil's weak firepower could no longer stop the fierce offensive of the Eighth Route Army, and in the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the heroic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army swooped down viciously on the devil's position like a group of fierce tigers.

Those little devils who didn't have time to retreat and escape became the souls of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and they were completely submerged by the sea of people of the Eighth Route Army, and one after another turned into cold corpses on the ground.

After breaking through the position of the devils, the Eighth Route Army did not stop at all, and continued to kill in the direction of Huanglian Mountain.

At this time, Takahashi Jiro had already retreated to the foot of Huanglian Mountain first, and the old devil heard that the movement behind him was wrong, so he hurriedly glanced back and saw that the Eighth Route Army had broken through their position and was rushing towards this side with great momentum.

Takahashi Jiro's face changed in fright, and he hurriedly shouted: "Quickly retreat!" Retreat to the position on the hill, quick~! The old devil shouted as he ran quickly up the hill.

The little devil had already made preparations before, and built a blocking position on the mountain, Huanglian Mountain was next to the avenue, and the little devil built a position on the hillside, and its firepower could cover the valley below, so that the Eighth Route Army could not afford it at all, and if they wanted to continue to chase and defeat the fleeing little devil, they could only take the Japanese position on Huanglian Mountain first.

Jiro Takahashi ran to the position in embarrassment, and hurriedly ordered loudly: "Restore the position and prepare for battle!" Hurry up and drop~! ”

At the same time, thousands of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed over from a distance like a surging tide, and gradually converged towards Huanglian Mountain.

Some little devils who ran slowly, and those who were killed by the Eighth Route Army turned over on their backs, and their corpses were all over the field. The heroic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, according to this, stepped on the corpse of the devil, continued to advance forward, and finally attacked the foot of Huanglian Mountain.

Zhang Zhicheng led the troops to the foot of Huanglian Mountain first, and after roughly observing the terrain, Zhang Zhicheng knew the importance of Huanglian Mountain and must take Huanglian Mountain as soon as possible.

Zhang Zhicheng made up his mind and hurriedly ordered loudly: "Brothers! Give me to continue the offensive and take Huanglian Mountain in one fell swoop. ”

With Zhang Zhicheng's order, the soldiers rushed towards Huanglian Mountain, and at this time there were still a group of little devils who didn't have time to go up the mountain, and the soldiers chased and killed these little devils while quickly rushing towards the hillside.

Standing behind a large rock, Jiro Takahashi saw the situation and hurriedly ordered loudly: "Shoot me!" Block them! Hurry up and stop them! ”

"Your Excellency, our people haven't all come up yet! If you shoot now, you will inevitably cause accidental injury. A little devil next to him hurriedly reminded.

"Baga Ya Road!" Takahashi Jiro couldn't help but scolded angrily: "You idiot, it's all at this time, where can you take care of this, if you let those dirt roads rush up, we all have to finish playing." ”

After Takahashi Jiro finished speaking, the command knife in his hand pointed forward sharply and ordered loudly again: "Shoot immediately!" Concentrate all your firepower and shoot me! Hurry up and drop~! ”

With Takahashi Jiro's order, the little devils on the battlefield raised their guns one after another and pulled the trigger at the chaotic crowd below.

For a while, there was a loud burst of gunfire, and a dense rain of bullets swept down the mountain like raindrops, and patches of blood mist immediately rose from the chaotic crowd.

In the terrible screams, the little devils who had just run up, before they could enter their positions, were swept to the ground by the dense rain of bullets, and died tragically under the guns of their own people one by one.

The devil's firepower was too dense, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who followed behind saw the situation and stopped, looked for a hiding place on the spot, hidden, and at the same time raised their guns one after another and shot wildly at the little devils on the mountain.

However, the little devils occupied a favorable terrain, and the Eighth Route Army was never able to suppress the devils' firepower, at this time Zhang Zhicheng couldn't help but be a little anxious, jumped up directly, and shouted: "Brothers! Keep rushing for me! Fight with the little devil who the dog said! ”

"Kill~!" Inspired by the regiment commander, the soldiers got up one after another and rushed towards the top of the mountain without hesitation.

The dense bullets swept down like raindrops, hitting the crowd of soldiers, and a miserable scream sounded, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed to the front were swept to the ground one after another, and died heroically on the spot.

Seeing that his comrades-in-arms around him continued to fall under the firepower of the devils, Zhang Zhicheng was even more furious, and continued to rush forward regardless of it.

"Da Da Da Da~!" At this moment, a string of bullets swept over, and I saw that Zhang Zhicheng's left arm suddenly rose with a blood mist.

"Ah~!" The severe pain made Zhang Zhicheng let out a miserable scream involuntarily, stumbled and fell directly to the ground, and then rolled down the hillside.

"Commander~!" When the soldiers behind saw Zhang Zhicheng fall to the ground, they hurriedly shouted, and pounced one after another to stop Zhang Zhicheng.

Zhang Zhicheng stretched out his hand to cover his bloodied left arm, gritted his teeth and said, "Continue the attack for me, and take Huanglian Mountain for me no matter what." ”

A soldier next to him hurriedly said: "Please rest assured, the regiment commander, we will definitely take Huanglian Mountain!" The regiment commander is injured, hurry up and take the regiment commander down, hurry~! ”

"Leave me alone, keep me fighting!" Zhang Zhicheng gritted his teeth and shouted.

But those soldiers didn't pay attention to Zhang Zhicheng at all, and the two set up Zhang Zhicheng, and under the cover of other fighters, they quickly withdrew towards the bottom of the mountain.

The fierce fighting continued, and the fighters launched several charges, but they were never able to break through the fire blockade of the devils, but paid a lot of casualties.

At this time, Commander Lu had already rushed to the forward position, holding a telescope to observe the situation, Commander Lu couldn't help frowning, and said with a worried face: "The little devil has been prepared for a long time, and deliberately left this force behind, just to cover the retreat of their main force, we must not let their conspiracy succeed, we must take Huanglian Mountain at all costs." ”

The chief of staff frowned and said with an embarrassed face: "The little devil occupies the favorable terrain, and the troops have launched several charges, but they have all been repelled by the little devil, losing a lot of people, and even the commander of the 11th regiment, Zhang Zhicheng, was injured. ”

Commander Lu frowned and said: "Teach the 11th Regiment to lose a lot of money, and if it continues to fight like this, the entire regiment will be wiped out, let them withdraw first!" Let the independent regiment be the main attacker, and be sure to take Huanglian Mountain for me. ”

"Yes!" The chief of staff hurriedly answered, turned around and ordered someone to convey the order.

(End of chapter)