As soon as the charge horn sounded, in addition to the suppressed machine guns, all members of the independent regiment began to charge, further reducing the little Japanese's living space.

The little devil had no way to retreat and began to fight to the death as a trapped beast.

Under the command of two Japanese second lieutenants, the Japanese and the puppet troops concentrated most of their light and heavy machine guns and all their mortars, aimed at the second battalion, and attacked overwhelmingly.

The little devil's intention was obvious, which was to open a gap and escape.

The pressure on the Second Battalion suddenly increased.

The four mortars behind the little devil kept blasting a large area, and they were all aimed at machine gun positions.

In addition, the mortars were curved fire cannons that could hit reverse slopes. This caused the Second Battalion's machine guns to completely lose their suppressive power.

Without the suppression of equivalent machine guns, the Japs' machine gun fire made it impossible for the soldiers of the second battalion to charge forward.

Seeing that the Japanese were about to open a hole, Gu Chunlai hid behind a huge rock and shouted:

"Liu Sheng, stop shooting the fucking machine gun and shoot off the fucking mortar for me. We can't let these little devils get away!"

Lao Qiu hid among a pile of rubble and secretly looked up at the Jaap's mortar position.

He visually estimated that the distance was at least 400 meters!

Under the pressure of machine guns and artillery shells, he didn't believe that Liu Sheng could hit the little Japanese mortar operator at a distance of 400 meters!

Not to mention him, even Second Battalion Commander Zhao Wanshan also didn't believe it.

Zhao Wanshan shook off the dust and gravel blown up by the artillery shells on his military cap, and shouted to Gu Chunlai:

"Lao Gu, stop fucking doing anything crooked! Instead of betting on Liu Sheng's hit rate, you should think about how to break through the little devil's firepower net!"

"Haha, battalion commander, don't underestimate Liu Sheng's marksmanship!"

Gu Chunlai laughed loudly and shouted confidently:

"You've seen the firepower of the little devil. He can't even lift his head. If you can't shoot down the mortar, no one can rush forward!"

Before Zhao Wanshan could refute, Gu Chunlai shouted again:

"Liu Sheng, you fucking do it, do you still want bullets? Hurry up and let our battalion commander see your shooting skills!"

Liu Sheng had long wanted to shoot, but due to the angle, his line of sight was blocked by a large rock, and he could not see the Japs' mortar position at all.

Lifting his waist and changing positions, Liu Sheng finally found the ideal angle.

The mortar operator should have more experience than the heavy machine gunner, right?

Turning on [Accuracy], loading the gun, raising the gun, and aiming at a mortarman, Liu Sheng shot out the bullet in an instant.

Snapped!

This shot penetrated the mortarman's head.

He hit the mortar next to him straight up. Fortunately, that mortar was not loaded, otherwise Liu Sheng would have killed their entire mortar position with one shot.

The two mortars stopped firing, and a Japanese second lieutenant immediately became anxious:

"Baga, move the body quickly and fire again. Do you want to see the emperor in advance?"

The independent regiment in the front has already captured the Type 92 heavy machine gun position, and the puppet troops cannot fight against the wind. Whether they can escape depends on whether the mortars can suppress the machine guns of the independent regiment.

The little devil's training was really not limited. After a lot of fuss, the two mortars readjusted their angles and started loading and firing.

But just as they were sorting things out, Liu Shen fired another shot, killing a mortarman again.

Without enough mortar suppression, the second battalion's machine guns began to counterattack one after another, blocking the torn hole.

Seeing the fire snake reappearing on Lao Ya Slope, Gu Chun Lai burst into laughter:

"Battal Commander, how's it going? Is Liu Sheng's marksmanship good?"

They were all veterans on the battlefield. Zhao Wanshan understood what was going on at a glance. Fortunately, the gunpowder smoke blackened his face and Gu Chunlai could not see his blush.

Turning his head and looking away, Zhao Wanshan did not respond to Gu Chunlai's teasing, but he couldn't help but start to waver in his heart.

This is not a sharpshooter at 100 meters or 200 meters. The meaning of this is a sharpshooter at 400 meters.

You know, in frontal combat, the combat radius of the Japs is 400 meters, while the combat radius of the Eighth Route Army is 200 meters, and the difference of 200 meters is almost filled with life!

But with a 400-meter sharpshooter, the machine gun position of the Japs can be completely suppressed. How many casualties can this reduce!

If he knew that Zhao Wanshan had the idea of ​​​​training him, Liu Sheng would definitely be happy, but now, he still has to carry out the tasks assigned to him by the company commander.

This mortarman has so much experience!

With a slight smile on his lips, Liu Sheng pulled the bolt and loaded the gun again. Liu Sheng aimed at a mortar operator, waited for the [Accurate] CD to be ready, and directly pulled the trigger.

Snapped!

The mortarman fell to the ground.

[Ding, kill a Japanese mortarman and gain 10 experience points. (LV1:74/100)]

Liu Sheng's eyes lit up. Three heavy gunners and three mortarmen added 54 experience points to him!

With 26 more experience points, he can level up!

However, after he pulled the bolt and ejected the cartridge case, he was dumbfounded.

No more bullets!

After punching the grass, Liu Sheng looked at the little devil whose suppression was no longer so strong and sighed heavily:

"If only there were enough bullets!"

As the suppressive power of the Japs decreased, the Second Battalion reorganized their charge. This time they finally broke through the Japs' position and started a hand-to-hand battle with them.

Although the physical fitness of the little devil was generally better than that of the soldiers of the Second Battalion, with the entanglement of the second battalion, the little devil had no possibility of escaping.

When the independent regiment soldiers from the front arrived, the outcome of the battlefield was already decided.

The little Japanese who resisted were sent to see the King of Hell one by one, and the remaining "Captain of the Surrender Brigade" puppet soldiers had long since surrendered on their knees.

This Laoyapo ambush battle has officially come to an end.

"It's so enjoyable, so enjoyable!"

Looking at the Type 92 heavy machine gun placed at his feet, Kong Jie's face blackened by gunpowder smoke could not hide the smile on his face:

"With so many weapons and equipment, our independent group celebrated the New Year early this time, haha!"

The surrounding soldiers laughed and echoed. When Kong Jie saw Zhao Wanshan wiping his shell gun not far away, he suddenly seemed to have remembered something and shouted:

"Xiao Zhao, come here, come here!"

When Zhao Wanshan saw the regimental leader summoning him, he trotted over quickly and stood at attention in front of Kong Jie and saluted:

"Captain, are you looking for me?"

"Xiao Zhao, you've hidden it deep enough!"

Kong Jie pointed at Zhao Wanshan and teased with a playful expression:

"Tell me, when did your battalion train a sharpshooter? Why don't you let me know about it? Do you want to rebel?"

Zhao Wanshan blushed. How could he train Liu Sheng? This was all because Liu Sheng himself was strong and tough, and he was unambiguous at the critical moment!

"Reporting to the captain, the sharpshooter is Liu Shen from the Sixth Company of our Second Battalion!"

At this time, Zhao Wanshan could no longer take the credit. He said honestly:

"Our battalion did not train him before. This is because he has good talents and excellent military quality!"

"What, your camp didn't train him?"

Kong Jie was shocked. In his understanding, sharpshooters were all fed by bullets. He had never heard of someone whose talent could be so good that he could always hit the mark!

"Be a good boy and call him quickly!"

The shock on Kong Jie's face turned into surprise. He rubbed his hands together and said anxiously:
Chapter completed!