On the front battlefield, three times the number of infantry soldiers is not a rival to the cavalry.

Generally speaking, the best way for infantry to encounter cavalry is to retreat, and they also have to run mountain roads and small roads. The more complex the terrain, the slower the cavalry's pursuit speed, and the higher the chance of successfully retreating.

When the guerrillas in the garrison saw the cavalry squadron, they held their heads and skewed into a mess...

Such a picture is exactly the same as the cavalry squadron leader thinks, so he will definitely not doubt it.

He quickly raised the saber in his hand and knocked the belly of the war horse with both feet, allowing the war horse that had been advancing at a constant speed to speed up, preparing to launch a final assault to the base, and use the saber to cut off the enemy's head.

The war horse that received the owner's instructions suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the station like a leopard.

The captain held the war horse tightly in his left hand, clamped the war horse's belly with both legs, held the saber with his right hand, and ordered loudly: "Kill and give it to..."

More than a hundred Japanese soldiers were like eating chicken blood, all raised their sabers and rushed into the base.

The refusing horse less than one meter high is as fragile as a toy in the eyes of the Japanese cavalry and will not have any impact on themselves.

The high-speed cavalry jumped over with a light leap, and the attack speed did not decrease, and they rushed towards the barracks at the garrison.

The dozens of guerrillas there were already in chaos. The soldiers could not find the generals, the generals could not find the soldiers, and they ran around with their heads in their arms, and many people didn't even take weapons. This was the best time for the cavalry to show their power.

As long as everyone rushed into the garrison, the saber in their hands would kill all the guerrillas like chopping watermelons.

Under the stimulation of winning the battle, most of the Japanese, including the squadron leader, ignored a problem from their feet: before entering the station, the road they walked was very flat.

After entering the garrison, the ground often leaves, and soldiers train on it every day, which should be very flat. But in fact, it is very soft, with dirt blocks and pits everywhere, just like a cavalry squadron rushing into a piece of land that has just been turned over, which is particularly difficult to walk.

As we ran, the speed of the war horses dropped unconsciously.

Some Japanese noticed something was wrong and wanted to remind the squadron leader.

But he just wanted to rush into the barracks area at the garrison and kill all the guerrillas inside quickly to prevent them from slipping away in the chaos. He had no time to take care of the reminders of his subordinates, and he was reluctant to leave when he stared at the guerrillas.

When he was in the forefront, less than fifty meters away from the barracks, he seemed to see Shengli waving to him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he actually smiled with joy. He was obviously in a very good mood and was full of confidence in the next attack.

Five dazzling machine gun fire tongues suddenly appeared in front of him, and the dull sound of heavy machine gun fire immediately reached his ears...

The squadron leader's dream was shattered at this moment.

He opened his mouth and looked shocked. Before he could react, several thick heavy machine gun bullets had already flew towards him.

Although the entire battlefield was covered by the sound of horse hooves and heavy machine guns, the squadron leader still clearly heard the "hissing..." sound of bullets passing through his chest. He lowered his head and saw a blood hole the size of a fist was punched in his chest. Blood fountains surged out like a piercing pain, and then he felt that he could not breathe and his physical strength quickly disappeared...

The war horse under his crotch was also shot, as if he had hit a wall and smashed it to the ground with the squadron leader.

"Boom..."

A loud noise rang out in the front of the cavalry squadron. The squadron leader and the horse under his crotch fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the cavalry behind him stepped into meat paste.

The bullets fired by the five heavy machine guns were too dense, the cavalry squadrons were close together and the formation was dense, and a large area was swept down in the blink of an eye.

When the three rows of cavalry in the front were almost killed, the remaining cavalry finally realized the danger.

Seeing that the station was very large under my feet, I quickly dispersed and turned around, and wanted to exit the station.

"Da da da da...b...b...b..."

I don’t know when more than a hundred torches appeared in the dark base just now, and they were half surrounded and appeared around the cavalry squadron.

There were a large number of soldiers squatting beside each torch.

Some people were holding rifles and shooting at them, some were holding light machine guns and strafing them. Bullets were flying in the sky like rain, instantly covering them.

More and more cavalrymen were killed or fell to the ground with their men and horses.

The thirty cavalry running at the end were the luckiest. The cavalry in front helped them block most of the bullets, giving them time to turn around and retreat.

Just as he was about to speed up and rushed out of the camp, dozens of figures actually blocked the gate of the station.

The war horse under his crotch had just started running, and six machine gun fire tongues suddenly appeared at the gate less than five meters wide.

Compared with the dull heavy machine gun strafing sound, the gunshots produced by light machine gun strafing are more crisp. In addition to the range and bullet lethality, the power of killing Japanese Japanese at close range is not bad at all.

Amid the dense sound of strafing, the bullets hit him head-on like a rain of money, and four or five cavalrymen in the front fell to the ground.

The cavalry behind quickly lay on the horse's back to reduce the area of ​​shots, but the horse could not shrink and could not aim at the cavalry. The machine gunner quickly lowered the muzzle and fired at the horse...

Two minutes later, the gunshots covering the battlefield began to weaken.

The last cavalry fell from the horse's back, and the lively battlefield became completely quiet.

Except for more than 30 war horses who lost their masters stood alone in the middle of the corpse, the remaining war horses and the Japanese all turned into corpses.

More and more torches were lit up, and the battlefield became brighter and brighter.

The ground was full of Japanese and war horse corpses, densely packed, and the blood from the people and war horses almost dyed the ground red. The deputy battalion commander, who led his troops to block the gate, ran to He Feng with the Japanese corpses and reported excitedly.

"Battery Commander, we won. None of the cavalry troops entering the garrison ran out and were killed by us!"

This battle in front of us is the first battle since the establishment of the Unique Battalion. It not only cleanly wiped out a Japanese cavalry squadron, but also suffered very little casualties.

The combat effectiveness of cavalry is mainly reflected in assault and close-range fighting.

The ambush at the garrison came suddenly and ended quickly. When the troops opened fire, all the Japanese soldiers held sabers in their hands and had to rush into the unique position to kill people.

But from the beginning to the end of the entire battle, none of the more than one hundred cavalry rushed to the front of the unique camp position thirty meters, so they seemed to be rushing very hard, and the saber in their hands did not hurt a warrior.

The Japanese who responded quickly wanted to replace the saber with a rifle, but the battle ended too quickly, and most of the Japanese were killed before they could touch the rifle.

Although a small number of cavalrymen received horse rifles, they were shot to death only after a few shots.

Moreover, they still fired a hasty shot on the horse's back, and their accuracy was even worse. More than a hundred guns could kill and injure ten soldiers even if they were lucky.

He Feng was so happy that he could not stop talking about his ears and was very happy to answer: "I really won. I didn't expect that our only battalion's first battle would be so clean and neat! With this victory, the soldiers' morale and morale will definitely improve greatly. I will never be afraid of fighting the Japanese again."

"Let everyone seize the time to clean the battlefield. Every soldier has to go to the battlefield. Let everyone clearly see: the Japanese also carry a head on both shoulders. As long as they aim at the target and hit them, they will still take away their lives with one bullet and one hole."

"Empty all the bodies on the battlefield within half an hour, cover all the blood on the ground with mud, so that the garrison can restore its original appearance and fight the follow-up troops of the Japanese and puppet troops."

Major General Okamoto and more than 500 people were still marching ten kilometers away.

Because the Unique Battalion did not use artillery in the battle and the gunshots could not be so far, he did not know that the cavalry squadron had encountered an accident.

After walking for more than an hour, Okamoto finally saw his guerrilla base.

It was dark inside, without any light, and there was no sentry guard at the door...

"It must be the cavalry squadron that killed all the remaining guerrilla troops, so no one was active at the garrison." Major Okamoto said as he walked, never thinking that the cavalry squadron would encounter an accident at the front garrison.

After listening to the brigade captain's analysis, the infantry squadron leader still felt something was wrong.

If the cavalry squadron has really taken the front garrison, why not send people to garrison or report it? This is abnormal.

He hesitated for a moment and reminded: "Sir, be cautious, I think we'd better send someone in and take a look first!"

Okamoto was very satisfied with his subordinates' caution. Although he felt that doing this was a bit unnecessary, it would be fine if he was cautious. He nodded and ordered: "Then let the Imperial Army come in and have a look. We will go in after confirming the safety."

The squadron leader breathed a sigh of relief: "The chief is wise, let's make arrangements now."

Five minutes later, the troops stopped two hundred meters away from the station.

A company of puppet troops walked out of the team with a terrified heart, holding a gun, turned around three steps amid the officer's screams, and was unwilling to trot towards the station.

When I reached the gate of the station, the black-blind station was the same as before, without any movement.

More than a hundred puppet troops mustered up the courage to continue rushing inside until they all entered the garrison, and there was still no movement inside.

During the whole process, Major Okamoto smiled all the time, making him more sure that there were no enemies in the garrison.

The worried expression on the infantry squadron leader's face gradually calmed down, and he felt that he was a little overly worried.

Just when everyone thought the station was safe, a mess of screams and scolding suddenly came out of it.

The sound was too far away from everyone, and it was dark, and the Japanese and puppet troops didn't know what was happening in the garrison.

Major Okamoto didn't pay much attention, and thought the Imperial Army had a quarrel over something, but he didn't expect them to be attacked, because there was no gunshot in the base.

If the troops are in danger in the garrison, they will definitely fire a shot and warn them. They have more than 100 people, and no matter how poor their combat effectiveness is, they will have a chance to shoot.
Chapter completed!