My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 299
Fang Jingyao looked solemn, and quickly conceived the direction of the battle in his mind. Did Liao Mingyu do this to lure the enemy into deeper?

"Brother Liao, the front line is fighting, why leave our 200 division behind?"

Before Fang Jingyao could ask a question, the impatient Gao Ji opened the curtain and walked in from the outside, and questioned him directly.

"Brother Gao, you came just in time. Let your light infantry regiment go to Height 233 to stand by immediately." Liao Mingyu raised his head and ordered without any doubt.

"Light infantry regiment? Did you need to adjust the light infantry regiment in the past?"

The Gaoji people couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think too much about his temper, and then put forward his own meaning: "The two chariot regiments are already ready to go, why don't you just let them go, Let the little devil run over in one breath!"

Liao Mingyu felt helpless when he looked at the Gaoji people who looked like a teacher asking a crime, but he still patiently explained to him:
"Brother Gao, don't worry, the armored main force of the 200th Division is of great use to me, but it shouldn't be put on the battlefield so early. Don't worry, I promise you will have a good time later!"

"Then you tell me first, what do you want us to do later?" Unexpectedly, the people of Gaoji were persistent and insisted on breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly, led him to the sand table, and explained the follow-up arrangement and scheduling to him.

The purpose of quietly transferring the first regiment was to detour around the enemy's side and rear to find fighter planes. Even if the Japanese army saw through it, it could still play a role of containment from the side.

In Liao Mingyu's view, the second and third regiments on the frontal defense line are enough, and it is better for the tank and armor units to be used in a large scale. when.

It is easy to defeat such a large-scale offensive and defensive battle, but it is too difficult to annihilate the opponent.

Defeating the 18th Division is very simple. You only need to fully fire the hard steel on the front. Within 3 days, the little devil will never be able to withstand the attack under the joint efforts of the Honorable 200rd Division and the 18th Division, but if you want to wipe out the [-]th Division or It is very difficult to hit them hard.

As long as the Japanese commander is not stupid, he can retreat to the west when the situation is not good, and retreat to the mountains and forests to the west to fight with Liao Mingyu and the others.

If they lost their dominance on the battlefield and fought the Japanese in the jungle, the risk would be too high.

After all, tanks and chariots cannot drive into the dense forest, and the heavy firepower that the Third Division is proud of is also difficult to deploy. When the supply line is stretched, it is very likely that the little devils will cut off their retreat.

The most important point is that Liao Mingyu didn't want to just passively defend like this. His ultimate goal was to eat up this executioner team who had a deep feud with China.

The eyes of the Gaoji people slowly fell on the open land next to the 233 highland,

It is the flattest place in Mangshi, with almost no obstacles and hillsides to cover it. If the little devils attack from here, they can drive straight in.

"Oh? Why didn't you send troops to garrison such an important position?" The Gaoji man expressed his incomprehension. Originally, he had a regiment guarded by the Third Division of Rong to protect the place from any worries, but he insisted on transferring it away. What do you mean.

"Hehe, the secret must not be leaked, Brother Gao will naturally know. But now... gather all our armor power together, I will be of great use later!"

Liao Mingyu preached confidently, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes. No one knew what kind of arrangements he had at the moment.

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"First battalion commander, arrange for someone to carry the injured brother down first, arrange the equipment and retreat back to the reverse slope, the next wave of shelling is coming, little devil!"

On the main position of Height 233, the Japanese army's second attack was easily repelled by the soldiers of the second regiment. Before everyone could catch their breath, Fan Xiangwu, who had just recovered from serious injuries, commanded the troops to withdraw from the position.

During the Battle of Nantianmen, he was seriously injured by the suicide attack of the little devil. After being rescued by Li Lei, he managed to save his life. After a period of recovery, he returned to the battlefield.

Touching the still painful abdomen, Fan Xiangwu was full of resentment. This was the scar left in that battle. Two fingers on his left hand were blown off, and half a meter of his intestines were amputated.

"Hoo... Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sharp shelling sound interrupted his contemplation, and a new round of shelling by the Japanese army began again.

"Quickly retreat! Don't stand still and move quickly!"

The shells blasted up the hot soil, and poured it on the heads of everyone in the trench like a maiden scattered flowers. From time to time, one or two rounds blasted a few unlucky people to pieces.

The soldiers did not dare to stay, and quickly withdrew from the three traffic trenches to the reverse slope carrying weapons and ammunition.

"Bah bah! Oops... the feeling of hailstones on your head is so fucking unpleasant."

After finally retreating backwards, Fan Xiangwu sat down on the ground. The feeling of being dominated by the enemy's artillery fire made people feel frightened. It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of treatment.

"Deputy commander, why didn't our artillery fight back? How can we just let the little devils do their best there?" A soldier beside him asked angrily.

After fighting for a whole morning, the soldiers obviously felt that this group of little devils was not simple. Their charge was very sharp, and their coordination was quite tacit. The interval between two attacks was very short, and there was no time for breathing.

If it weren't for the strong enough firepower of the soldiers' individual weapons, coupled with the continuous output of dozens of mortars at the company and battalion level, it would not be easy to repel the enemy's attack.

"What's the matter? I can't handle it anymore? Didn't we still fight when we didn't have so many guns?"

Fan Xiangwu shook the sand in the heel of his neck, and joked: "Silly boy, didn't you see that the Japanese were making tentative attacks twice? They didn't use all their strength, why should we reveal our wealth?"

"But…"

"That's all right, all right, but what? But, of course, he has his arrangements for attending the seat. You guys hurry up to replenish the ammunition and take the time to rest. You have to go ahead later." Fan Xiangwu impatiently said to these soldiers. Sent away, he was not in the mood to gossip at this moment.

Having said that, the current situation is confusing. So far, the artillery regiment has not farted, and even the mountain artillery battalion of the regiment headquarters has not made a sound.

Not knowing what the attendant wanted to do, Fan Xiangwu simply didn't think about it, and leaned on the sandbag leisurely with his head in his arms. As a veteran of the battlefield, he knew very well that such a high-intensity battle must hurry up to recover his strength.

The Japanese shelling continued, and the violent explosion was deafening. It seemed that even the third regiment next door was affected by the sound.

The Japanese army originally thought that there would be a fierce artillery battle, but they didn't expect that the opponent would not fight back after fighting for so long.

The arrogant little devils poured out their cannonballs even more recklessly, and at the same time... a new round of attack is about to start.

This time, Shinichi Tanaka decided not to try again, and directly put the main force of the two alliances on the battlefield...

(End of this chapter)