At this moment, outside Wanjia Town.

Zhang Dabiao held up the telescope and stared at the exit of the town.

What's going on inside? Did the company commander attack the puppet army's barracks?

Have those puppet troops organized a counterattack?

Waiting is always an anxious thing.

If it were in the past, Zhang Dabiao would have gone to the front line with a machete on his back.

But today, if he wants to command the entire battle, he cannot fight the enemy with great pleasure as before.

"Battery Commander, a row of people has reached the puppet army camp, and most of the war horses have been controlled. The puppet army battalion commander is on the run with more than 20 cavalry."

The correspondent who ran back in one breath panted and reported on the situation on the front line.

Zhang Dabiao shouted loudly after hearing this. The enemy was so vulnerable that it was beyond his expectations.

I originally thought it would take two hours to resolve the battle, but now only twenty minutes have passed, and half of the attacking soldiers have been working forward.

Perhaps in another ten minutes, most battles will almost end.

Amid the messy gunshots, there was suddenly some sound of horse hooves.

Zhang Dabiao saw that more than a dozen puppet cavalry were fleeing from the town in a panic.

"What's going on? How did they escape?" He had a question in his mind and immediately suppressed it. Now is not the time to hold them accountable.

Fortunately, three companies were left on the periphery and built a defensive front in the wilderness.

Even if the enemy wants to escape, he has to pay a price.

Zhang Dabiao saw through the telescope, and suddenly said, "Wait, let the brothers aim, don't hurt the brothers who chased out from behind."

As more than a dozen puppet troops chased out, there were three knights wearing Eighth Route Army clothes.

No stranger to Yuan Lang, Wei Dayong and the platoon leader.

More than a dozen cavalrymen are small, and now the overall situation is determined, so there will be no big trouble if they run out. It’s just that they seize more than a dozen horses and more than a dozen guns.

If the big money owner is injured, it will be a big trouble.

Zhang Dabiao clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could draw out his big knife and cut off the enemy.

He was a little regretful now and let Yuan Lang go to the front line. He originally thought it was just fighting for support, but the risk was not high.

But now, it's a big deal that I'm afraid of.

"Battery Commander, look, the consultant is chasing, and two more puppet troops fell down." The guard pointed to the distance and shouted in surprise.

Zhang Dabiao raised his telescope. In the camera, Yuan Lang held a submachine gun with one hand and kept firing at the puppet troops fleeing in a panic.

Dada, another short shot, a puppet soldier who was almost lying on the horse was shot in the back and immediately fell off his horse.

The puppet army lying on the horse did not dare to turn their heads back, but they only regretted that their parents did not give them two extra legs and ran too slowly.

They didn't dare to fight back at all.

The horse's back was bumping and the pursuers behind were moving targets. Do they still know how low the hit rate of bullets was?

Instead of fighting with the evil ghosts behind, it is better to urge the horse to run faster.

You don’t need to run through the Eighth Route Army, just run faster than others. Anyway, you will be shot in the last few people.

This is the experience that the fallen brothers exchanged for their lives before.

It's not far away, it's coming soon.

As long as they ran out of the town and the brothers fled in scattered, the evil ghost-like enemy could only chase one target, and the other brothers would naturally be saved.

They all want to bet, as long as they have their own luck, they are better than their companions.

It's almost gone, I'm about to run out of the town.

The knights in front finally discovered the line of defense built by the Eighth Route Army outside the town.

"It's the Eighth Route Army! It's really my fault!" Li Shoucheng was in despair.

There is nothing, something more desperate than just escaping from the road of life but discovering that it is another dead end.

Dada, dull gunshots sounded behind him, and another person was dismissed.

The eighth leader who was chasing behind was like a soul-catching messenger from hell. The gunshot was like a seducing sickle, reaping their lives.

"Damn it, don't run away. I surrender. Master Eighth Master, don't shoot!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, a puppet army could not stand the pressure of losing their lives at any time, so they raised their guns above their heads and chose to surrender.

Just like dominoes, a choice to surrender can easily lead to a series of surrenders.

The puppet troops who had just resisted the fleeing were now strangling their horses and lifting their guns over their heads, yelling "I surrender" and "Good Master, please spare my life".

The scene was in chaos.

"Can this still happen?"

Zhang Dabiao had the worst thoughts, such as a few fish that escaped the net rushed across the defense line and escaped.

Unexpectedly, they all surrendered at once.

But if you look carefully, there are only seven or eight people who can still surrender while standing.

When Zhang Dabiao discovered them, there were still more than a dozen or two hundred meters away. The cavalry didn't take long, but five or six people were missing.

The puppet army was able to persist in choosing to surrender at the gate of the town, but they felt that there was still hope of escaping.

When I find that this hope is gone, how can I dare to resist stubbornly?

These people were not soldiers who seemed to be home-like, but bent down at the invaders and wagged their tails as dogs.

The soldiers of the third company went up to disarm the enemy, and Zhang Dabiao also met: "What's the situation?"

The joy of the first platoon leader immediately dropped by 80% when he saw the puppet army surrender. He said with a bitter face: "Battery Commander, we fought too quickly and were not prepared at all."

The reason is actually very simple.

The dozens of cavalry of the puppet army broke through in the direction of the third company and defense.

Under the leadership of the deputy battalion commander, the Third Company made steady progress and slowly advanced. The impact of the puppet cavalry was knocked back.

He made a circle and broke through the first defense zone.

The rushing forward was too fast, and it was always rushing to the enemy's front and clearing the enemy, without even having to build a defensive front.

The warrior without machine gun fire broke through as soon as the cavalry rushed.

By the time I realized that I could no longer catch up.

Zhang Dabiao frowned slightly. He fought well in a row, but he was greedy for the enemy to advance rashly and was almost broken by the enemy.

He criticized the platoon leader: "This is a lesson and experience. When you go back, you have to sum up the experience and lessons."

"Yes." A row leader agreed.

After making arrangements for the Third Company to enter the town to clear the enemy and clean the battlefield, Zhang Dabiao had time to talk to Yuan Lang.

"Consultant, you taught me Lao Zhang another lesson. How did you practice this shooting technique? Can you teach me?"

When he beat him, Yuan Lang killed three of them alone.

That doesn't mean shooting a target. Both sides are still and there is still time for you to aim.

On the bumpy horse's back, one hand held a gun and shot the running enemy. When he came, the bullets would not know where to float.

Therefore, Zhang Dabiao sincerely admires Yuan Lang's shooting skills.

A person who has mastered superb marksmanship and has the unique skill of hitting wherever he pointed, is definitely the best warrior.

Not to mention the entire New Second Regiment, you can’t find a second one even if you search the entire 386th Brigade.

But the person in front of him is still the big financial supporter of the entire regiment and the division. The weapons and equipment he sent out are more than enough to form a powerful reinforcement battalion.

If Yuan Lang is hurt, where can I find such a generous financial supporter?

While Zhang Dabiao asked for advice, he put a high hat on Yuan Lang.

While thinking about it, I had to discuss with the regiment leader when I went back, and I would never let him go to the front line in the future.

It's so heartbreaking.
Chapter completed!