Yuan Shuai said as he turned the dial handle to adjust the height of the gun barrel.

"This is the up and down adjustment of the gun barrel to adjust the distance. This is the left and right adjustment. After you fire a shot, try to adjust it according to the situation. Don't adjust it too much at a time, otherwise you will hit your own people! This gun is for you. I will go to the other infantry gun!"

After saying that, Yuan Shuai handed the firing rope to Monkey, then turned and ran towards another infantry gun.

"Damn it, look at your monkey grandfather's shells!"

The monkey pulled hard on the firing cord.

"Oh!"

The shell whizzed away and flew straight to the side of a heavy machine gun of the 4th Squadron and exploded.

"boom!"

The artillery shell directly blew away the heavy machine gun and the four Japanese soldiers around it.

"Oh my god, my cannon is so powerful! There's also a heavy machine gun behind me!"

The monkey felt that he needed to adjust the direction, so he immediately ejected the shell, installed a shell, and imitated Yuan Shuai, adjusting the left and right steering wheel, and then adjusting the front and rear steering wheel. However, the kid didn't know how much to adjust. After the adjustments, he gritted his teeth and shouted.

"It's up to your Monkey Grandpa this time!"

"Oh!"

The second shell whizzed away.

Unfortunately, the shell did not fly towards the second heavy machine gun, but instead flew towards the hillside on the right.

Oh my god, it’s over. I hope we won’t hit one of our own people!

Cold sweat broke out on the monkey's forehead and his heart sank.

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, this shell flew into the middle of the Japanese charging team and exploded, killing three Japanese soldiers on the spot and injuring four.

"Nice fight!"

The surrounding bandits cheered excitedly.

The monkey looked embarrassed.

I was shooting at the Japanese heavy machine gun, how come it was so far away!

Fortunately, we hit the Japanese, otherwise I would have lost face!

The two hillsides in front were fighting back under the enemy's hail of bullets.

Everyone was extremely excited when they saw the Japanese artillery positions and machine gun squadron being captured.

"Captain, those are not the devil's cavalry, they are our cavalry!"

"It must have been Yuan Shuai and the others who did it!"

"There are only two people, Yuan Shuai and Monkey. There are more than fifty people here. It can't be them!"

"Stop talking nonsense and kill the devils first!"

Zhang Heizi saw the marshal wearing Japanese clothes through the telescope, and tears of excitement trembled in his eyes.

"It's Yuan Shuai, it's Yuan and the others. Brothers, Yuan Shuai and Monkey are still alive. They have brought reinforcements to support us. Beat them up hard and kill these bastards!"

When the brothers heard that Yuan Shuai was still alive, their morale was boosted.

Because they had blocked the Japanese from front and back, and they had eight more Pheasant Necks and two infantry guns.

As long as we try our best, we may be able to defeat the Japanese.

Especially Yuan Bin, when he heard that Yuan Shuai was still alive, he couldn't help but wipe his nose and tears, pressed the magazine and continued shooting.

Yuan Shuai ran to the infantry artillery on the other side and immediately launched a frenzied bombardment of the Japanese Fourth Squadron.

His artillery skills are not monkey skills.

That hit rate, that speed, it's amazing.

One shell after another accurately hit the Japanese light and heavy machine gunners, and one shell even blew away the captain of the Japanese fourth squadron.

The bandits at the heavy machine gun position in front were shouting excitedly.

"Yuan Shuai, great fight!"

"One more shot!"

"Fuck these sons of bitches!"

With the bombardment of Yuan Shuai's artillery, their pressure was instantly reduced a lot.

After the captain of the fourth squadron was killed in the explosion, the Japanese quickly retreated forward.

"Don't rush forward, keep firing, keep firing!"

Yuan Shuai was worried that the bandits would charge forward, so he roared at the top of his lungs.

These bandits are all smart guys. After all, they have seized the heavy machine guns and are eager to take them back to the village. How could they abandon them and rush forward?

Besides, they haven't had enough killing yet.

The black wolf roared at the top of his lungs.

"Keep shooting, keep shooting!"

After all, he was an old warlord, and at this moment the Japanese had their backs facing them, which was the best opportunity to shoot them.

Wave after wave of bullets pierced the backs of the Japanese, and they fell to the ground and never got up again.

The Japanese captain in front was so angry that his face turned blue and veins on his forehead bulged.

"Bagayalu, Bagayalu!"

"Major, our troops have suffered heavy casualties. Retreat immediately!"

"This is an encirclement trap set by the enemy. If the Eighth Route Army attacks from the left or right, it will be too late if we don't retreat now!"

The two men urged with cold sweat on their faces.

"Bagayalu, retreat, retreat to the right!"

The Japanese captain didn't want to die here, so he could only order his troops to retreat to the right side of the valley.

"Damn it, I'm here so I want to run, but there's no way. Riflemen, charge, and light and heavy machine gun grenadiers, keep shooting!"

The platoon leader on the left shouted loudly.

Here on the right, Zhang Heizi called on half of the team to continue shooting, while the other half of the team ran to the top of the mountain, set up light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers and rifles, and fired wildly at the retreating Japanese.

There is a small path in the valley at the foot of the mountain.

The crazy bullets killed many Japanese soldiers on the way of retreat.

But there were still too many Japanese soldiers, and the Japanese captain still broke out of the encirclement with a team of several hundred people.

After the battle, the 9th Company left a few people on the top of the mountain to stand guard, while the others ran down the mountain to clean up the battlefield.

The Ninth Company had a team of more than 120 people, but now only about 50 people are left.

Of the seventeen veterans, three died, leaving only 14!

Zhang Heizi was so heartbroken that his heart was bleeding, but he was also very grateful. After all, they were still alive and even defeated the little devil. He took the communicator and rushed straight towards Yuan Shuai.

Some of Yuan Shuai's bandit brothers also suffered casualties.

In a team of fifty people, six have died and four were injured so far!

Heilang asked his brothers to guard the heavy machine gun and waved at Yuan Shuai.

"Yuan Shuai, come here!"

Yuan Shuai was collecting the artillery spoils. When he heard the noise, he didn't go over at all. He just put the Japanese artillery's turtle box on his waist and shouted.

"Can't you see I'm busy? Come here by yourself!"

"Damn it! Watch my heavy machine gun! These are all my heavy machine guns, I won't give them to anyone!"

Black Wolf gritted his teeth, ran quickly to Yuan Shuai, and held his head high and chest puffed out proudly.

"How about it, my brother from the Black Wolf Village, you are manly enough!"

"Okay!"

"Not bad? We, the Black Wolf Village, had only about fifty people, and we killed more than two hundred Japanese soldiers. Is this considered okay?!"

Black Wolf rolled his eyes in anger.

To be honest, he himself did not expect that such a small group of people from the Black Wolf Village could actually kill more than 200 Japanese devils.

Because the Japanese have 55 artillery squads and more than 170 machine gun squadrons, which adds up to more than .

In addition, they used eight heavy machine guns to kill many Japanese soldiers in the Fourth Squadron.

He didn't know how many people were killed by his heavy machine gun, but he understood that they killed at least more than two hundred people.

Yuan Shuai sat on the ground, took out the wine jug of the Japanese artillery squad leader, took a sip leisurely, and said.

"Heilang, if it were you, would you think of changing into the Japanese uniform?"

"I……"

Black Wolf's face turned red with embarrassment.

When General Yuan asked all of their men to change into Japanese clothes, he was the first to object, and the other brothers also strongly opposed it. No one was willing to wear Japanese clothes. To say the least, wearing Japanese clothes meant being a traitor and a traitor to the country.

Although they were bandits, none of them wanted to be a traitor who would be criticized even after death and their ancestors would be cursed as well.

But Yuan Shuai had to persuade them to change their clothes.

If you don't wear clothes, the Japanese will react when they hear the sound of horse hooves from a distance.

The eight Pheasant Necks and two infantry guns here can definitely kill all of the more than 50 of them here.

It was precisely because they changed into the Japanese's clothes that the Japanese treated them as their own people and did not shoot at them. This gave them the opportunity to launch a successful sneak attack. With one charge, they killed the Japanese artillery squad and rushed into the Japanese machine gun squadron.

Heilang curled his lips in embarrassment and shamelessly gave Yuan Shuai a thumbs up.

"So, you are indeed a talented person, so you must come to my Black Wolf Village to be our military advisor! Kill the devils with us!"

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