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Although it was judged that there was no danger, the cautious Makarov still ordered the convoy to pass through the canyon at full speed to avoid a long night.

From the perspective of the ambushing Fang Jaap, the convoy was falling into their trap bit by bit. The squadron leader next to the heavy machine gun couldn't hold back his excitement, rubbing the handle of his family's samurai sword over and over again.

After carefully observing the transport team with a telescope, he tried to lower his voice and issued the last order before the attack: "They are coming! Be careful to hide!"

The Japanese who were ambushing the attack position on the right were covered with withered grass. After hearing the order, they immediately lowered their heads and completely concealed themselves in the position.

At the same time, a large sound of gun bolts was pulled.

When the transport convoy entered the ambush area, the Japanese squadron leader signaled the soldiers manipulating grenade launchers to open fire first. Eight grenade launchers aimed at the GIS-5 vehicles and poured out shells.

Boom boom boom...

The enemy's attack broke the peace of the transport convoy, and several huge explosive fireballs instantly shot up in the front and middle of the convoy. The grenade was originally designed to enhance the firepower of infantry, so the rate of fire of this weapon is very fast.

The experienced old devil's hit rate from 400 meters in actual combat is not even less than 80%.

In a series of explosions, two unlucky transport trucks were directly blown into the body of the truck. These trucks were obviously transporting ammunition, and the explosions produced after being hit were similar to those of suicide bombers.

Not only was the entire vehicle violently lifted up by the shock wave, but the explosion also produced fragments that scattered in all directions. These fragments flew towards the nearby vehicles, even breaking the windshield and killing several shocked drivers.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks had achieved such amazing results, the blood in the entire body of the Japanese squadron leader was boiling, as if he had heard the enemy's wails. He pulled out his command sword and shouted loudly to his men:

"attack!"

The soldiers ambushing on the right side immediately began to attack. Several crooked guns and a Type 92 heavy machine gun opened fire on the enemies on the canyon road.

At the same time, the Japanese infantry also pulled the 38-inch cover in their hands. Under the command of each squad leader, they first threw a wave of melon grenades downwards, and then fired rows of dense bullets at the transport team.

Da da da····

Bang bang bang·····

Facing the sudden and violent attack, the transport team, which was not prepared for combat, was suddenly beaten to a halt.

However, these soldiers are not vegetarians. Although their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of their own army, their years of experience in carrying out transportation missions plays an important role at this moment.

During the gap between the Japanese grenade attacks, except for the two trucks that were bombed, the soldiers in the other trucks immediately jumped out of the trucks.

They quickly looked for cover and tried their best to avoid the debris and debris caused by the explosion.

But in this ambush area carefully chosen by the Japanese, there were very few places to hide. They could only cling to the sides of the truck.

Huang He and Makarov luckily escaped the first wave of explosions. Huang He stood stunned at what happened in front of him, feeling at a loss in the co-pilot.

He had never been on the battlefield. When he saw two trucks blown up, the comrades and weapons and supplies on the vehicles were killed in the sea of ​​fire, and there were stumps and broken arms on both sides of the road, Huang He actually forgot that Makarov was there before. Instructions given to him on the way.

I didn't remember that I should dodge at this time, my hands and feet were out of control and I couldn't move.

But this reliable comrade did not give up on him. After seeing that Huang He had no reaction, Makarov grabbed his clothes and took him out of the car.

The Siberian man shook Huang He vigorously and shouted at him: "Huang! Cheer up! I'm going to fight! You have to protect yourself!"

At this time, the soldiers of the transport team also saw which force the people ambushing on both sides came from. From a distance of just over a hundred meters, the ointment flag and command knife were highly distinguishable.

"Suka! Japanese!"

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Facing those dwarfs with feuds, the eyes of comrades were full of anger!

But Makarov, as the commander of this unit, was not carried away by anger. He yelled at the top of his lungs at the surviving people: "Smoke bomb cover!"

Fortunately, the two 82mm mortars were not damaged. After several soldiers set up again, they hurriedly fired several smoke bombs at the enemy position on the right.

The smoke spread, obscuring the enemy's shooting sight.

But at this time, the squadron leader had a new idea. He already knew who the enemy was through observing through the telescope. He didn't expect that these people could actually encounter a feud here.

In his opinion, these people must have some purpose. If they can capture some prisoners of war, it must be a great achievement. And he didn't think those enemies would still have any fighting power after experiencing the blow just now.

The Japs raised their katana, rushed out of the bunker, pointed the tip of the sword in the direction of the transport team and shouted:

"Attack! All attack! Capture them alive!"

At this time, under the command of Makarov and the instructor, everyone in the transport team had gradually formed a defensive formation.

Although I don't know why the Japs gave up their heavy firepower advantage, they used this short opportunity to quickly find a suitable shooting angle, avoid bullets and fight back at the same time.

When they saw that the Japanese had given up the advantageous terrain, they charged with bayonets and bent over. Makarov snorted coldly, his eyes full of coldness. These arrogant dwarfs actually looked down on them.

"No! These people are looking for death! Let them try!"

After coming out of the smoke, the Japanese were greeted by DP light machine guns, Mosin-Nagant rifles, and mortars. Unlike the small-scale weapons of the Japanese, the 47-round magazine-fed large plate chicken is much stronger than the Type 99 rifle in terms of firepower.

Although the transport team was not in a dominant position in terms of number, the powerful firepower slowed down the pace of the Japanese charge. But even so, these dwarfs continued to rush towards everyone as if they didn't care about casualties.

Faced with this situation, Makarov knew that close combat was inevitable. He shouted at the survivors: "Bayonet! Everyone put on bayonets!"

"Don't stop shooting, focus on the dwarfs in the front first!"

Everyone took out four-sided bayonets and prepared for close combat.

These Japanese soldiers who rushed up were completely live targets. There was no cover between the attack position they chose and the transport team. Being kind to the enemy was cruel to themselves.

Dense bullets were fired non-stop, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed down from the heights fell down in groups. These dwarfs may have been accustomed to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army or the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. At this moment, they paid a painful price for their decision.

But the arrow had to be shot. If they retreated to the position now, they would only have a worse end with their backs exposed.

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, Makarov's breathing became heavy. He was waiting for a suitable time to issue an order to engage the enemy.

But at this moment, a familiar shout came from behind him!

"For the motherland! For SDL! Attack! Ura!"

Their instructor was the first to rush out from behind the bunker car, holding a TT33 pistol in his left hand and cheering, encouraging his comrades to bravely charge at the enemy with him.

Behind him was the flag bearer who was carrying a bright flag and charging even if his whole body was on fire.

Actually, it is a bit unreasonable for the instructor to shout like this, but I think it would be a little less interesting if these two sentences were missing before the charge.

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