Zhang Yunfei has always felt that life is miserable and he always has to fight against the little devil.

But Qi Dajiu felt that Zhang Ergou's luck was a bit too much, and he often found big bargains. This small group of Japs was completely consumed by them, so he personally led them to the door.

Zhang Yunfei's guess was accurate. The Japs were indeed running low on ammunition. The Japs did not have the habit of counting bullets like the Eighth Route Army did.

They pursued Qi Dajiu's squadron for dozens of kilometers, and exchanged fire several times during this period. The reduction in ammunition was a bit large.

Of course, the Japs' lack of ammunition and the Eighth Route Army's lack of ammunition are not the same concept. They can still get away with a few thousand rounds.

This much ammunition was quite wealthy for the Eighth Route Army, but for the Japanese, this amount of ammunition was a bit stretched, and they had to save the amount of ammunition used.

Especially the machine guns that consume a lot of ammunition. Now their machine guns are like the Eighth Route Army. They are very conservative and economical in shooting, mainly firing in bursts.

Originally, the Japanese wanted to make a wave and use intensive firepower to take away Zhang Yunfei's men.

Now it is discovered that the firepower of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is also not weak, and it is impossible to defeat the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side in an instant. Naturally, they do not dare to waste their limited ammunition reserves anymore, and can only hold back and fight.

"Since the little devil is dead, why don't you rush up and kill him directly?" Qi Dajiu came to Zhang Yunfei's side again after leading his squadron into the position and said.

"Which of your eyes can see that the little devil is dying? A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it is no better than a stupid donkey like you. If the little devil is really dying, how can you be chased by them like a rabbit?

Yes, believe it or not, if you rush forward, the little devil will beat the shit out of you and mess with your brain."

Qi Dajiu: "..."

You were the one who said the Japanese were incompetent, and now you are the one who said the Japanese are powerful. There really is no one else.

However, Qi Dajiu still has some talents in warfare. Zhang Yunfei's words were unpleasant, but he understood the meaning immediately.

Although the Japs no longer use grenade launchers, and the machine guns are only providing sporadic counterattacks and fire suppression, this does not mean that the Japs are really incapable of fighting.

If our own side dares to launch an attack, based on the remaining ammunition reserves of the little devil, if the firepower is fully used, it will be enough to drink a pot of it for myself and others.

Not to mention attacking, in fact Zhang Yunfei didn't even intend to defend. No matter how short the enemy's ammunition was, they were still stronger than them, and their strong ability to attack tough battles was not in vain.

Now they are taking advantage of the Japs' lack of firepower and fighting them in the wild to gain some experience. Because of the limited conditions of the Eighth Route Army, they try to avoid such offensive and defensive blocking battles with the Japs.

At least at this stage, they don't have much chance to engage in this kind of offensive and defensive battle with the Japs. After all, the Japs' light and heavy firepower is too strong. If they dare to do that, they will be overwhelmed and beaten by the Japs.

Now that the enemy's firepower has weakened, and there are too many new militiamen on hand, this is a rare opportunity for them to adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible.

The situation at this time is many times more relaxed than the battlefield environment with continuous artillery fire and machine guns, which is perfect for training new recruits.

"Everyone, be careful. You must move immediately after firing. Don't stay in one place." The Japanese riflemen have enough ammunition. Even if they give half of their bullets to the machine guns, they still have enough bullets to fight a battle.

Although the Japs' firepower has dropped a lot, their defense is still not easy. The Japs' riflemen's marksmanship is still quite accurate, but their side is far inferior, and they can only win with numbers.

The crackling, lively fighting, coupled with the constant fire support from their machine guns and grenade launchers, managed to withstand the enemy's attack. The battle situation was at a stalemate. The enemy was unable to break through their defense line and was killed.

He was suppressed to death from a hundred meters away.

It's good to be able to suppress the Japs, but the consumption of ammunition is also increasing sharply. If the Japs' ammunition is insufficient, then they are in short supply.

They also couldn't hold on for long, and their reputation as a force with three guns and eight guns was very resounding. It was unusual for their unit to be able to fire several guns.

No matter how unusual the situation is, they are still in the eighth group. They also have insufficient ammunition, so they cannot hold out for a long time in such a costly battle.

This has to be said to be a tragedy. If they had enough ammunition and firepower, relying on their numerical advantage, they could completely suppress this group of devils and prevent them from moving.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the war. The battle is about national strength and logistical support. The Eighth Route Army has nothing. It can only choose to retreat when it is clearly possible to win.

The longer they fought, the less they could afford. Finally, they fired machine guns and grenades, and after repelling a round of Japanese attacks, they had no choice but to retreat towards the village.

We can only rely on the village for defense and fight street battles with the Japanese. There are too many new soldiers. It is not easy to get used to things like stabbing bayonets into human flesh. You may suffer heavy losses in hand-to-hand combat. Street fighting is safer.

So they retreated to the village, relying on the village wall to form a second line of defense. Everyone hid behind the wall, and no one spoke. They quietly took out a grenade, gently unscrewed the cover, and held the cord in their hands, and then

Silently waiting for the Japanese to approach.

When the Japanese reached the range of the grenade, Zhang Yunfei pulled the fuse, threw the grenade half sideways, then reached out to pick up the rifle, stretched out the muzzle and prepared to shoot.

A small group of soldiers followed him and threw grenades. Suddenly, everyone lined up and threw a row of grenades.

On a real battlefield, the lethality of grenades is not ideal. After all, on a real battlefield, no one is stupid enough to gather together and be swept away by machine guns, or exploded with grenade shells. No one is so stupid.

Therefore, this dense rain of grenades is the best way to kill the enemy. Under the leadership of Cui Liangfang, a rigorous team leader, a small team has a meticulous combat style. They are very skilled and have a tacit understanding. There is no sloppiness in grenades.

Forming a large explosive net, covering the Japanese attack lineup.

Boom boom boom...

Explosions sounded continuously, and the buildings outside the village were banged by the mud and broken bricks splashed by the rain of bullets and explosions.

Ta-ta-ta, the Japanese who were attacked were not slow to respond. They immediately started firing with machine guns to suppress the fire. At this time, they did not show any sporadic counterattacks like they just showed.

Seeing this situation, Qi Dajiu was secretly glad. As Zhang Ergou said, the little devil did not have enough ammunition, but it was still enough to fight a high-intensity battle.
Chapter completed!