The so-called heavy reward must have brave men, not to mention that there has never been decent resistance on the position of the Eighth Route Army, which also makes these puppet soldiers have the illusion that these Eighth Route Army is either without bullets, or they have suffered heavy losses in the Japanese artillery just now, and have basically lost their combat effectiveness.

It is not surprising that these puppet troops can think so, after all, this Eighth Route Army has been pursued by them all the way, with heavy casualties, and it is a miracle that it has been able to hold on until now.

This is undoubtedly a rare opportunity to receive a reward for meritorious service, and under the encouragement of the puppet army officer, this group of two devils shouted, raised the rifle with the bayonet in their hands and rushed to the position of the Eighth Route Army with a shout.

Although the combat effectiveness of these puppet soldiers is not strong, and they can even be said to be a group of rabble, the guys in these hands are not burning sticks, and even these weapons and equipment are several grades stronger than the Eighth Route Army.

Zhang Zhicheng always lay in the trench, carefully observing the puppet army's every move, and suddenly saw that the puppet army rushed up desperately, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

At this time, the soldier next to him couldn't wait, and hurriedly urged: "Regiment leader, the two devils are coming up, can you fight?" ”

"Wait! When the dogs got closer, everyone was ready to use grenades. Zhang Zhicheng hurriedly ordered.

When the puppet army rushed about fifty meters in front of the position, Zhang Zhicheng suddenly shouted; "Grenade greeting!"

The fighters, who had already been ready, pulled the grenade and threw it at the puppet army outside the position. I saw that hundreds of grenades suddenly flew out of the position, and smashed towards the puppet soldiers like rain.

"Boom~! Rumble~! "Grenades hit the puppet army like hail, and then exploded.

When these two devils saw so many grenades suddenly flying out, they were all stupid, and they wanted to escape, but the people who charged quickly were not so easy to stop, not to mention that so many people gathered together, even if some people forcibly stopped, even if they were not knocked down by the people behind, they couldn't run at all, because there were people behind them.

The frightened two devils suddenly became a mess, and the grenades exploded one after another, setting off pieces of fire, turning these two devils on their backs, and suffering heavy casualties.

"Brethren! Get on the bayonet! Kill! Kill all these dog traitors! Give me a rush! Zhang Zhicheng suddenly stood up from the trench and rushed forward with a big blade.

The soldiers, who had been impatient for a long time, also burst out with a roar one after another, and rushed out of the trench desperately, like a pack of hungry wolves, fiercely pounced on the two devils outside.

The attacking puppet army has long been blown up by the first wave of grenade rain of the Eighth Route Army, and now seeing that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are rushing up with bayonets and big blades, the morale of the puppet army inspired by the heavy reward will collapse in an instant, after all, no matter how good the money is, it must be spent with life.

"Oh my god! Run for your life! The puppet soldiers turned around and ran away with an exclamation, they are not little devils, they don't have the courage to fight hard with the bayonets of the Eighth Route Army.

Zhang Zhicheng took the lead, took the lead in rushing into the enemy group, brandished a big blade, slashed left and right, and instantly cut over the two slow two devils.

At this time, he met a frightened two devils head-on, and the guy was so frightened that he threw the rifle in his hand directly, his legs were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground, shouting loudly: "Spare your life!" Grandpa Balu spared his life. ”

At this time, Zhang Zhicheng was covered in blood, his eyes were wide open, he held the big knife in his hand high, and his mouth kept letting out a roar, like thunder, the momentum was quite amazing, no wonder it scared this kid.

But begging for mercy had no effect, only to see a cold light flash, a stream of blood shot out, and the heads of the two devils flew out in an instant, like a rotten ball, dripping and rolling out.

If it was in peacetime, Zhang Zhicheng might not kill him, but in this situation, it is impossible for them to leave prisoners, because captives can only become a burden to them, so for these puppet soldiers who kneel and beg for mercy, Zhang Zhicheng is also unceremoniously, there is only one word, that is, kill!

Zhang Zhicheng had already ordered this in advance, and the soldiers in this battle were determined to die and fight to the death against the Japanese invaders, killing all enemies without mercy and leaving no prisoners until they were all killed in battle. Life never ends, and the battle never stops.

The heroic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, like a surging tide, rushed over, and instantly turned the people killed by these two devils on their backs, this group of rabble, there was no combat effectiveness, and there was basically only a dead end for the desperate Eighth Route Army soldiers, and even a few guys could raise the courage to resist, and most people's only thought was to escape from here as soon as possible.

Those who escaped slowly and reacted more slowly became the souls of the Eighth Route Army one after another.

Zhang Zhicheng chased out dozens of meters and hacked several puppet soldiers to death in a row, only then did he gradually stop, and hurriedly stopped the soldiers, and ordered loudly: "Stop the pursuit, bring back all the ammunition on the ground, the brothers are quick with their hands and feet, hurry~!" ”

Zhang Zhicheng said, thrust the big knife into the scabbard behind his back, bent down and picked up a rifle on the ground, and reached out to take the ammunition bag on the corpse of a puppet army next to him.

The ammunition of the Eighth Route Army was not sufficient, not to mention that they had been fighting with the little devils for several days, and they had been retreating, and it was basically difficult to capture weapons and ammunition from the battle, and the ammunition had already been almost consumed at this time.

After hearing Zhang Zhicheng's order, the soldiers also stopped, and while they began to retreat gradually, they were busy collecting weapons and ammunition scattered on the ground.

"Bagaya Road~!" On the devil's forward position, a devil officer scolded viciously: "These Imperial Cooperative Army are really unreliable, and they were defeated by Tubalu so easily. ”

At this time, Tetsushiro Taga, who was standing next to him, suddenly put down the binoculars and said with a serious face: "Immediately order the artillery brigade to open fire!" ”

The devil officer next to him couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked: "Your Excellency, the Imperial Alliance Army has not completely retreated, is it a little inappropriate to fire the cannon now!" ”

"Humph!" Tetsushiro Taga snorted coldly and said, "When they all retreat, it'll be too late." Execute the order now! ”

"Hello!" The devil officer hurriedly answered, and then conveyed the order.

The devil's communications soldier used the flag to convey this order to the Japanese artillery position as quickly as possible.

(End of chapter)