The Sichuan soldiers on Tang Cheng's side pulled the trigger, although the order of the pocket triggers was first, but the 50 rifles fired almost simultaneously was also a huge momentum. The Sichuan soldiers who fired first failed to hit the target, but then Tang Cheng fired a salvo that was put into seven or eight Japanese soldiers, and the Sichuan soldiers in the water were cheering in unison, but none of them knew that Tang Cheng was scolding their marksmanship in his heart.

The salvo of 50 rifles was only placed on seven or eight targets less than 50 meters away, and if such a marksmanship was known by Xie Bo or Liu Shanyang, he would definitely explode and greet with a leather whip, such a bad marksmanship was a pure waste of bullets. The Japanese soldiers on the official road were really not frightened by the Sichuan army with super bad marksmanship, and after experiencing the initial panic, the remaining Japanese soldiers who were still alive lay down under the roadbed of the official road, set up light machine guns and swept them first at the water squeak.

The bullets rushed into the water, and the sound of "poof" into the flesh continued one after another, and the Sichuan soldiers who were shot one after another let out screams or snorts, but Tang Cheng, who knew this, did not dare to turn his head to look. The remaining Japanese soldiers on the official road used light machine guns to suppress the front of Shuixiaozi, and then according to their old routine, they began to divide their troops and detour to the two wings, and when the scattered Japanese soldiers successfully detoured back to the two wings of Shuixiaozi, none of them could survive in Tangcheng, which was hidden in Shuixiaozi.

"Brothers, rush out, rush out and kill these little devils." The rough shouts sounded in the water slices, and Tang Cheng secretly screamed badly, but the Sichuan soldiers lying on his side had already got up and rushed forward. Skirmish battles in small-scale ambush battles are often over in a blink of an eye, and many soldiers who have already had three or four combat experiences will end before they have time to fire, and after such a battle, experienced platoon leaders and squad leaders will check the soldiers' bullets, and the ones who fight more are the best soldiers who react the fastest, but generally find that those who can run out of bullets are those veterans who have survived a hundred battles.

The Sichuan soldiers around him began to charge, but Tang Cheng was still stunned, although the wound on his back had not yet recovered, but this did not delay him from commanding the battle, but what was happening in front of him had already departed from the ambush steps he had deduced. If the second company ambushed the Japanese army here, maybe it would have killed more than two-thirds of the opponent's soldiers with just one rifle salvo, and after the next two rounds of grenade throwing, it would be the turn of the hand-to-hand combat hand-to-hand combat, but by that time, this ambush battle would have basically ended.

The Japanese light machine guns were roaring, spitting bullets to their heart's content, and more than a dozen Sichuan soldiers who rushed out of the water did not even have a chance to take a second step, and were knocked to the ground by the barrage from the Japanese light machine guns. Screams, panic, and fear filled the nerves and heads of everyone in the water slicer, and the voice that shouted the order to charge just now also disappeared, Tang Cheng had no time to care about whether the person was killed or temporarily dormant, what he needed to worry about now was these Sichuan soldiers who were still alive in the water slicer, "all lie down, no charge" The hoarse and loud voice shook every desperate heart like thunder, and Tang Cheng's hiss and shouts echoed in the sky above the water slicer. Tang Cheng's shouts called back the souls of these Sichuan soldiers, and they who were already panicked suddenly became soldiers again instead of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Everyone suddenly regained the vigilance of a soldier and a considerable part of their body and habits, and everyone silently lay down according to Tang Cheng's order, and all that was left was to keep pulling the bolt of the gun, pulling the trigger, and firing the bullets out of the chamber.

After regaining their composure, the quasi-heads of these Sichuan troops began to rise gradually, and they were all soldiers selected by Zhang Leshan, and they didn't need to aim at a distance of only about 20 meters. Skillful shooting and skillful loading are now competing with who has the fastest reloading action, who pulls the trigger faster, and who shoots the bullet more accurately. The two sides had casualties in each other's shooting, if it weren't for the blind charge of the Sichuan army just now, which caused a lot of casualties, maybe the battle situation would not have been controlled by the Japanese army, and Tang Cheng could only wait for the help of the old northeast now.

However, there was a terrifying sound of "boom" breaking through the sky and mortar attacks. The air was torn apart by the terrible scream, and then two shells exploded on the official road, and the Japanese soldiers under the roadbed lay on the ground in a little panic. What went wrong with the lightning explosion and fire that blew up in the hearts of the Japanese soldiers under the official roadbed like a thunderbolt from the sky? The Japanese army didn't know, and all the Sichuan soldiers in the water pool didn't know either, only Tang Cheng knew.

Tang Cheng didn't know how the old northeast side hit the mortars here, but he knew that if the cannon operator was not a skilled person, the landing point of the shells would definitely not be so accurate. "Boom" and "boom" were two more explosions, and the Japanese light machine guns that had not had time to transfer were overturned in the smoke and firelight, and Tang Cheng, who had seized the opportunity, got up and shouted to charge, and was the first to rush out of the water and rush to the Japanese troops on the other side of the road.

If the first two shells could not break their fighting spirit, the two shells in the latter round knocked out their machine-gun fire as if they had eyes. This was enough to make these Japanese soldiers panic. It was not the first time that Tang Cheng had exchanged fire with the Japanese army, and he knew that the Japanese army relied on their heavy firepower weapons that were superior to those of the national army, and when there were no planes, ships and large-caliber artillery to cover, the machine gun firepower that the Japanese army equipped with a squad formation was their last reliance.

The machine-gun fire was cleared, and only bolt-action rifles were left, and although the Japanese army was superior to the national army, these Japanese soldiers, who were already outnumbered, had to begin to panic. According to the usual habit, after Tang Cheng got up and rushed out of the water, he threw away the rifle in his hand, and while running forward quickly, he pulled out the shell gun on his waist, but rubbed the shell gun on his thigh with his backhand, and the hammer of the shell gun had been rubbed away.

"Rush, kill the little devil." None of the people in the water pool thought that Tang Cheng would be the first to rush out, the first to react was only Wu Laosan himself, and the bare-handed Wu Laosan followed and rushed out of the water pool, just in time for Tang Cheng to throw away the rifle in his hand, Wu Laosan picked up the rifle on the ground and yelled in his hand like a stick and followed behind Tang Cheng. "Da Da" was only a few meters away from the official road, and the barge gun in Tang Cheng's right hand fired a series of bullets one after another.

The powerful bullet flew out of the barrel and shot straight ahead, and the two Japanese soldiers who had just revealed their bodies from the dust just collided with the bullets flying in, and the popping sound of the bullet entering the flesh sounded continuously, and the bullet that penetrated the Japanese soldier's body was not diminished, and it shot obliquely into the dirt behind the Japanese soldier's body with a touch of blood. There were only about 20 Japanese soldiers left who were bombarded by two rounds of mortars, and there were less than 10 Japanese soldiers with a light machine gun located directly opposite them.

"Rush!" The rest of the Sichuan soldiers in the water suddenly roared and got up to attack, their reaction was a little slower, but this did not mean that they were all cowards. Even guys like Wu Laosan rushed up with Tang Cheng, how could these sons of Sichuan, who had been determined to die when they left Sichuan, retreat. The Sichuan soldiers who rushed out of the water were divided into three groups, and they kept speeding until they all ran with their rifles in their hands and roaring with all their might.

"Kill!" The first to come into contact with the Japanese army was the dozen or so Sichuan soldiers who divided their troops and rushed to the two wings, kill! Every soldier of the Sichuan army gave up his life and completely ignored himself, slashed at the devil soldiers in front of him, and dodged or avoided without regard to the opponent's counterattack. The sharp bayonet pierced into the human body, and the splashed blood, the flesh that bloomed, and the bone residue that collapsed out were no longer terrifying in the eyes of these Sichuan soldiers, and they could only feel happy.

With a storm-like attack and a fierce fighting style of exchanging lives for lives, these Sichuan soldiers, who were full of hatred and death in their hearts, assassinated all the Japanese soldiers on both flanks in the field under the official road with a single charge. Wu Laosan, who was running wildly after Tang Cheng, was already enthusiastic, and in the hand-to-hand combat with bayonets, there were no officers, and some were just soldiers who wanted to kill their opponents like beasts. Wu Laosan was a soldier who was eager to kill his opponent at this time, at least he thought so, "Ka! At the moment when his bodies were staggered, the butt of the gun that Wu Laosan was carrying smashed into the face of a Japanese soldier. Wu Laosan, who was nervous, could clearly hear the sound of the other party's bones cracking, and could clearly see the plasma flying out of the opposite head. But with the fall of the other party, this sound will no longer make him teeth, it will only bring him pleasure, with pleasure, Wu Laosan shouted and rounded the rifle in his hand and pounced on another Japanese soldier who tried to rush onto the road to attack Tang City.

More and more Sichuan soldiers poured onto the road, pouring down the roadbed and mixing with the remaining Japanese soldiers. "I don't know whose bayonet got into whose body," click! "Someone's head was smashed with the butt of a gun. The sounds of all kinds of fighting are endless, only red enters the eyes, and the air is full of splatters of blood. Thick blood poured into the nose, the cold bayonet blade pressed against the flesh, there was no pain, no fear, only killing, everyone in the melee was already crazy.

There was nowhere to start in front of him, Tang Cheng had to stand on the road with two guns and laugh, a unit that had not experienced hardships and obstacles would not know what it meant to be unyielding, and what it meant to be fearless to death. Tang Cheng was suddenly a little glad that the originally planned ambush had turned out like this, and he was glad that the ambush had failed at the beginning, because he saw in the eyes of the remaining Sichuan soldiers that they had the potential to become brave warriors.