There were more than 20 people around Tang Cheng, but the only ones who actually fought were the guys who had been following Tang Cheng in the old northeast, and the dozen or so guides sent by Dai Yan could only be used as bombardiers. There were dozens of people on Li Changshun's side, but they had already fallen into a melee with the Japanese troops in the rear, not to mention that Tang Cheng couldn't count on them, on the contrary, Li Changshun was still waiting for Tang Cheng to rescue him.

Ambush warfare is about suddenness and speed, sudden attack, rapid defeat, the most important of the two is speed, if an ambush war can not quickly defeat the opponent's heart of battle, it may evolve into a tough battle. "Stones, take them and throw another round of grenades." Before the dust from the explosion on the trail had cleared, Tang Cheng shouted to Liu Shishi, asking him to take the guides and throw another round of grenades.

The grenades swirling in the air were continued to be thrown into the path full of smoke and blood, and the violent explosion made the ground tremble continuously, and the huge sound shook the ears and heads of the warring parties, and the internal organs of the Japanese soldiers who were in the trail had to endure the torment of pain, and it was only indirect damage, and those human bodies that were directly hit by the grenades were all completely destroyed in an instant.

One after another, the craters left by the grenades appeared, and countless small pieces of debris were created with deadly kinetic energy, and they were pushed by the air and swept through like bullets, and even the steel helmets of the Japanese army left their deep marks, and when these debris crossed the ruins and hit the human body, the destructive force was no less than that of a stray bullet.

Liu Shishi threw a total of three rounds of grenades, to be exact, it should have thrown 34 Japanese-style grenades, which was already two-thirds of the total number of grenades they carried when they left Longgang Town in Tangcheng. However, when the explosion subsided, almost the entire section of the trail was shrouded in gray-white gunpowder smoke and dust, and the sound of heavy or rapid coughing could be faintly heard, and occasionally Japanese soldiers who were stunned by the continuous explosions staggered through the smoke and dust, and were immediately knocked down by scattered bullets.

"Damn it! Ahem, cough, cough ....... Although he temporarily covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, Tang Cheng still felt as if he wanted to suffocate, and the pungent smoke in the air made it extremely difficult to breathe. If it was just like this, he could barely endure it, but his sober reason made Tang Cheng feel heavy, and the fighting and shouting from the distance were clearly visible, and it seemed that the situation on Li Changshun's side was not very optimistic.

The smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, the dust was still filling, Tang Cheng raised his head with difficulty, and a crisp and dense gunfire suddenly sounded in the misty dust and mist, and it was almost impossible to see the bright bullets flying coldly from a distance, and the swishing sound was like a dark arrow stained with poison, which made people feel cold. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding gunfire was like an ambush attacking, and in an instant, it rose to an extremely dense distance, and the sound of machine guns was particularly prominent. A few seconds later, the shouts of killing that tore through their throats suddenly filled their ears with overwhelming momentum, but it was not difficult for experienced people to conclude that this was just the last effort of those Japanese soldiers.

Tang Cheng struggled to get up, leveled the Mauser rifle snatched from Zhang Leshan, and pressed his fingers to the trigger, as long as the Japanese soldiers below broke through the fog, he would definitely beat it into a hornet's nest in a second. However, the first and next few figures were Li Changshun and his guerrillas who retreated in panic. "Retreat! Move out! There was a panicked shout from the front, not just one, but forming a mutual echo effect around it, and then Tang Cheng realized that the guerrillas under Li Changshun were retreating in panic, and the situation was beyond anyone's control.

"Damn, you can't withdraw, if you withdraw, it's over." Tang Cheng shouted desperately against the choking dust, and waved his hand to signal Li Changshun to stop the Japanese soldiers who were chasing them on the spot. At this time, once the idea of moving back is generated, the confidence that has been finally found will begin to shake, and the hard-won situation will be instantly overturned by the Japanese army, especially important, at this time, moving away from the position is likely to greatly reduce their image and trust in the minds of their subordinates, once they are no longer the brave and resolute commanders who can lead them to win tough battles, how many can follow their own adventures?

Tang Cheng was full of prayer without a word of prayer, and with great courage, he straightened the rifle in his hand and risked being hit by Japanese bullets at any moment to shoot at the dozen Japanese soldiers who were following Li Changshun and them. And the old northeast in the same position roared and poured a dense and deadly rain of bullets at those Japanese soldiers with light machine guns, and everywhere the dark red light spots reached was dust and debris flying everywhere and plasma was splashed.

Some Japanese soldiers were instantly hit by several or even a dozen machine gun bullets, and their bodies were like being hit head-on with an axe, and they fell on their backs without even opening their mouths; Some of them had expressions of disbelief when they were shot, but their limbs stretched out uncontrollably; There are also "horses that stumble." "Kneeling down on his knees but keeping his upper body straight, and at the end, he fell forward or sideways like a stake.

The battlefield, which was only a stone's throw away, suddenly turned into a terrifying meat grinder, and seeing this, Tang Cheng's earlier fears and worries had been completely replaced by blood-boiling emotions. He pressed his eyebrows along the helmet, opened one eye angrily, squatted with his left leg bent, his right knee touched the ground, his body leaned slightly to the right, and his chest pressed against the butt of the gun, and every time he pulled the trigger and fired a bullet, his left hand moved the muzzle of the gun slightly. As Tang Cheng continued to pull the bolt, the figures aimed at the rifle crosshair fell one after another, and Tang Cheng didn't have time to judge whether they had been shot or not.

The sudden sound of gunfire beside him reminded Tang Cheng that he could not be distracted at the moment, and if he was suddenly fatally attacked by the opponent's bullets, he might not have the slightest pain. The 5 rounds in the magazine were exhausted, and Tang Cheng, who was nervous, eased up a little. "Boom" As the strong flames and smoke from the explosion spread, almost none of the Japanese soldiers gathered around them were able to escape the catastrophe, some were directly torn apart by shrapnel, and some were even pushed out by the gas of the explosion, and after landing on the ground, they were already unconscious corpses.

Victory was originally close at hand, but Li Changshun's erroneous command made the original victory of the guerrillas come to naught, if they could have used guns and bullets to block the Japanese army according to Tang Cheng's prior arrangement, maybe the 20 or so Japanese soldiers in the rear of the Japanese army would have already become corpses. However, Li Changshun still adhered to the old tradition of his time in the Eighth Route Army, and after the guerrillas under his command only fired two bullets, Li Changshun rushed out with them to engage in a melee with the Japanese army.

I wanted to rely on the numerical advantage to solve these 20 Japanese soldiers in one fell swoop, but I didn't want to be counterattacked by the assassination methods of the Japanese soldiers, although Li Changshun and they also killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, but the guerrillas under him have suffered more than 80% casualties. Li Changshun, who was lying in a pool of blood, looked at the Japanese soldiers who were still twitching their bodies in the rain of bullets, his face was full of regret and sadness, if he hadn't rashly ordered the charge, if he also wanted Tang Cheng to use grenades and bullets to solve the enemy, maybe there wouldn't be so many casualties, but this is the battlefield, the war is cruel, and you can't regret it again.

The Japanese squad, which had been showing off its might, had become fragmented at this time, and the battlefield full of dust and choking gunsmoke was full of screaming and crying Japanese wounded soldiers. The Japanese army is proud, and they will feel the same pain when they are wounded, and they will also let out moans and crying, especially those who lost limbs in the serial explosions, and they have lost their former bravery and so-called calm.

"Get out there and kill them all." I don't know who shouted loudly, and the dozen or so guides sent by Dai Yan rushed down the trail with the machetes they carried, rushing towards the Japanese soldiers who were still sitting in a pool of blood. More than a dozen sharp machetes were constantly waved down and raised, more and more Japanese soldiers' heads were rolling like balls on the ground, the trail that was already full of devastation was completely red with blood at the moment, and the dozen or so locals who were murderous were free from the impermanence of asking for their lives, and every time the big knife was chopped, there would always be a head falling or flying out diagonally.

"Kill, kill all the little devils." Li Changshun, who was already pale, didn't know where the strength came from, got up and shouted at the only remaining team members around him, and raised the big knife in his hand and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who were still breathing. 20 The chopping of more than 20 big knives subverted Tang Cheng's perception of cold weapons, Tang Cheng, who has always admired strong firepower strikes, did not expect that cold weapons would also have such shocking power, looking at the Japanese soldiers who were crying in fear at the blade, Tang Cheng seemed to have something cracked in his chest, and the things that poured out of it made Tang Cheng can't help but want to look up to the sky and howl.

The people who could rush out rushed out, because there were all his own people in front of him, Tang Cheng, who was half-squatting, didn't even have a chance to shoot again, at this moment, he finally experienced what it means to be "unstoppable". The Japanese had long since been unable to fight back after being hit by machine-gun fire and three rounds of grenades, and the only thing they could do now was to run away before the broadsword slashed at their bodies, but it depended on whether they could run past the dozen or so local guides in the mountains.

The gunfire gradually stopped, and the dust particles floating in the air were also greatly reduced, Tang Cheng, who straightened up, panted heavily with his rifle, and looked back almost unconsciously, and suddenly saw Lao Dongbei, Hou San, dice, Tan Fei and Liu Shishi, who were also panting heavily. These guys were looking at themselves one by one at this time, although their eyes were full of excitement and arrogance, they were still waiting for themselves to give orders, and the chaotic thoughts in Tang Cheng's mind suddenly became sober.