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Chapter 76, the strategy of sounding the east and attacking the west 【Subscribe】

"Battalion Commander, your face is a bit ugly, are you feeling unwell?"

Third Battalion Commander Wang Huaibao frowned, "Is my face really ugly?"

The seventh company commander nodded: "Yes, the last time I saw you so sad was when our regiment lost a battle and was scolded by the boss as dough."

Wang Huaibao immediately understood that he was originally dark-skinned, and when his face was ugly, he looked like a black pot.

The soldiers of the third battalion jokingly called him Bao Zheng.

The Seventh Company Commander asked again with concern: "Battle Commander, you don't look sick, why are you looking so ugly?"

Wang Huaibao didn't answer, but asked instead: "You said, is it a good job for us to guard the front mountain road?"

The seventh company commander said without hesitation: "Of course it is, if the little devils call and want to threaten the safety of our headquarters, they have to step over the corpses of our third battalion.

Such an important task was entrusted to our third battalion, which shows that the superiors value us very much. "

Whenever there is an opportunity to fight, we must seize it, and the more difficult and difficult the task, the more we must seize it.

This is a fine tradition inherited by the Eighth Route Army.

Both cadres and soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice.

Because they are fighting for the belief that all poor people can live well.

For the hope of the future, they will not hesitate to pay the price of their lives.

Third Battalion Commander Wang Huaibao snorted bitterly: "Fart, before the troops left, I heard the conversation between Advisor Chen and Political Commissar Zhao.

On our road, the probability of little devils coming is very low.The real highlight is still on the cliff above.

That time our independent group was scolded as a little devil who made dough, and there was a high probability that we would sneak attack from the cliff.

Put our third battalion here to blow the cold wind, and the second battalion to eat meat, the political commissar is partial. "

The Seventh Company Commander couldn't accept the explosive news, and was stunned.

Only then did he understand why the battalion commander's face was so black.

It is said that political commissar Zhao is biased because Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, is an old subordinate of Li Yunlong, the commander of the regiment.

During the Long March, Li Yunlong was the commander of the 25st Regiment of the 171th Division, and Shen Quan was his battalion commander at that time.

Not to mention Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, he came here specially from the new regiment.This followed the regiment leader to fight an ambush again.

Only their battalion commander, Wang Huaibao, didn't have much friendship with the newly arrived regimental commander Li, and it wasn't his turn to fight any good things.

Feeling like being raised by a stepmother, I felt aggrieved and panicked.

The Seventh Company Commander was not good at talking badly about his superiors behind his back, so he had to persuade him: "Battle Commander, we have to think of the best in everything.

Revolutionary fighters do not distinguish between jobs, and the anti-Japanese cause does not distinguish between high and low.

It is a great achievement for us to stay here with due diligence and protect the frontal security of the headquarters.What do you say? "

Wang Huaibao nodded as if he had listened, and the seventh company commander continued to persuade: "Besides, if the devil is blind and bumps into him, then we will have a war."

There was a gunshot not far away, and only a voice was heard shouting: "The devil is calling, prepare to fight."

Wang Huaibao was not angry but happy when he heard that, his eyes almost glowed green, he slapped the seventh company commander on the shoulder, and said excitedly:

"Your mouth is wide open, what you said is so damn accurate."

After saying that, he immediately raised his binoculars to observe the enemy's situation and prepare to command the battle.

The seventh company commander was quite puzzled, and looked up at the sky: "God, can I drop a gold ingot?"

With a whoosh, a shell landed on the machine gun position not far away, the sandbag was overturned directly, and the Type [-] heavy machine gun that was firing to suppress the enemy was directly reduced to parts.

Seeing this prosperity, Wang Huaibao scolded: "You crow's mouth, hurry back to your position and command the battle."

"It's faster to turn your face than to turn a book."

The seventh company commander muttered something, and ran back along the cat waist of the trench.

As soon as the fire was exchanged, the heavy machine gun under his hand was blown up, and he was so distressed.

Due to terrain constraints, a battalion of more than 300 people cannot be deployed.

Wang Huaibao ordered the construction of two lines of defense, one line of defense with seven companies to defend, the second line of defense with eight companies, and the ninth company as a reserve team.

At this moment, there are only a dozen devils attacking a series of positions.

Compared with the seventh company with more than 100 people, the ratio of troops is eight to one.

However, the seventh round of fighting was extremely aggrieved. Just as the heavy machine gun fired to suppress the enemy, it was blown into parts under the direct aim of the enemy's Type [-] infantry gun.

If the light machine gun can't fire a clip, it has to be transferred.

The soldiers with rifles were so crushed that they couldn't lift their heads under the precise shooting of the enemy.

The pressure brought by a dozen little devils is stronger than that of two fully staffed teams.

"It's those little devils from Yangcun!"

Wang Huaibao hit Sha Lei with a hammer. If the commandos hadn't been transferred away by the political commissar, why would they be here?
He shouted at the top of his voice: "Squad, don't save rockets, use the bazooka to fuck him."

Each battalion of the Independent Regiment has an artillery squad equipped with three rocket launchers, which currently serve as artillery-like fire support.

After receiving the order, the three pairs of artillery crew immediately loaded the rockets, set up the rocket launcher, aimed at the target and tapped the firing trigger.

Hitting people with rockets doesn't have to be too demanding. It's a shell, and it's not bad at all.

Once the three rockets are fired, the effect is immediate.

Three or four little devils who were still showing off their power just now stopped cooking immediately.

Wang Huaibao yelled excitedly: "Okay, good fight, just follow this rhythm. Give me a hell of a time to continue bombing."

He knew very well that the guns in the hands of those little devils were submachine guns, and the maximum effective range was only 200 meters.

More than 200 meters, the ballistic drifts so much that it is difficult to hit people.

However, the bazooka in the hands of the soldiers in the artillery squad can catch the opponent, but they can only be beaten and returned. This feeling has to be tasted by the enemy.

Soon, however, he stopped laughing.

The Japanese army's Type [-] infantry artillery was fired up, firing shells continuously, and bombarded the position where the bazooka was fired just now.

In addition, seven or eight devils appeared behind to make up for it.

The firepower of twenty submachine guns is strong enough, not to mention that these people are all specially trained accurate shooters.

The pressure on the Seventh Company's position doubled directly.

The seventh company commander had just returned to the position, and sent a correspondent back to complain:
"Battalion Commander, we can't even stand it anymore. All the heavy machine guns have been blown up, and there are only two light machine guns left. More than half of the soldiers have been killed or injured. If we don't need reinforcements, we will be wiped out."

Wang Huaibao's position is condescending, and he sees the situation in the front line.

Now that he understands Yangcun, why their independent regiment was given such an ugly number.It's not that the soldiers don't work hard, but that the enemy is too powerful.

In this case, the number of enemies is doubled.

He may not be able to defend his entire three battalions.

"Order the Ninth Company Commander to immediately reinforce the front line."

Wang Huaibao gave the order, turned his head and shook the phone, connected it and shouted:

"In the 100 meters area in front of the front line of the third battalion, twenty enemies with submachine guns appeared, asking for artillery coverage."

The phone goes directly to the rocket battery.

Zhao Chengzhang who answered the phone had already received the order, and when he heard that they were all enemies wearing submachine guns, he agreed without saying a word.

"Target..., a volley of [-] rocket launches, execute immediately."

As soon as the gunshot rang, the three rocket artillery squads had already entered a state of readiness.

Get the order at this point.

The second squad leader shouted one password after another:
"Adjust the coordinates."

"Twelve rounds loaded."

"emission!"

The six-person rocket squad completed a complete set of procedures in an orderly manner, and the launcher pushed the button.

The ignited gas pushes the rocket forward, and the rocket rotates like the shell of an ordinary rifled gun, and is fired towards the intended target.

One after another, in just eight seconds, twelve rockets spewed out a lot of smoke, and all rushed to their targets.

Wang Huaibao, the commander of the third battalion, saw the rockets whistling in the sky, and his face was full of excited smiles: "Haha, little devils, let you have a good taste!"

The rocket hit the ground, and the [-]kg TNT exploded, blowing out the shooting devils like leaves.

The overturned soil and gravel, the flames and black smoke formed by the explosion formed a very beautiful picture.

"Bagaya Road!"

Ono Taro slammed his fist on the nearby stone, blood was poured out from the back of his hand, and his entire face became extremely ferocious and distorted.

As a soldier, the most painful thing is to send subordinates to serve as cannon fodder knowing that it is an act of death.

If it's someone you don't know, you'll feel better.

But these special forces are all trained by him. He can call everyone's name and know the strengths, weaknesses and habits of many of them.

They are not a group of cold numbers on the death list, but a living person!
Regret cannot change the situation of the battle.

The overwhelming rocket bombs all fell in a short time.

It was equivalent to a salvo of a 107mm howitzer battalion, and immediately drowned the twenty devils who were attacking in a sea of ​​explosions and flames.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who witnessed the fire support with their own eyes cheered, and the aggrievedness of being pressed and beaten before was swept away.

The seventh company commander shouted loudly: "Damn, you little devils have today too. Aim at me and beat me hard!"

The narrow space is very conducive to the use of rockets. The wave of cover bombing just now caused more than half of the enemy's damage in an instant.

The shock wave of the explosion caused the surviving devils to lose most of their fighting power.

Judging from this battlefield alone, the Eighth Route Army has gained an advantage.

At the command post of the Eighth Route.

The dense explosion of rockets came, and the boss frowned: "How many enemies have come, so we need to use rockets?"

It hasn't been too long since the gunshots sounded. Generally speaking, they are still in the stage of firepower testing.

How can you use artillery to wash the ground as soon as you come up?
The Japanese do not have such conditions, let alone the Eight Routes.

Commander Liu put down the phone: "Boss, this group of little devils is not ordinary. In less than 10 minutes, [-] people killed more than half of the casualties in the seventh round. A line of defense is almost lost."

His words answered the doubts of the boss.

Under normal circumstances, rockets should not be used so early, but this is an abnormal situation.

The biggest doubt now is that, according to Chen Hao, the number of devils should be around 100 people.

There is a high probability that they will climb up from the direction of the cliff to attack the headquarters.

Now the enemy appeared and launched an attack, but it was completely different from what Chen Hao said.

The left deputy chief of staff sitting at the other end of the long table thought to himself: "It seems that Chen Hao was able to predict accurately every time before, which exaggerated my inner expectations too high.

I always thought he was right every time, just like Zhuge Liang.But there are no such godly people in the world.

Chen Hao is more face-saving, so he can't explain clearly his misjudgment. "

Mr. Liu took a pencil and wrote down several groups of numbers on the paper, frowning and meditating.

The previous inference should be no problem, the number of enemies will be relatively small but very elite.

But 30 people dared to attack their Eighth Route Army positions from the front.

Unless the enemy commander is an idiot, there must be other motives.

The boss said: "The little devils are trying to play tricks, trying to attract our attention to the front, and then the rest of them touch the cliff to launch a fatal blow.

Tell the second battalion in the direction of the cliff, they must stare with wide eyes, and they must not let the little devil succeed in his sneak attack. "

The left deputy chief of staff quickly picked up the phone and called Zhao Gang who was guarding behind.

Chen Hao always felt that something was wrong. Kazuki Yamamoto was definitely a smart and cunning guy. He suffered a loss at his hands last time, so he should remember it long ago.

Yamamoto wouldn't think that sending a team to act as a scapegoat would really be able to contain the guards and create opportunities for him, right?

Chen Hao thought hard for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason why the other party did this.

Until I heard a soldier shouting outside: "Plane, the little devil's plane is coming."

Hearing this, Chen Hao rushed out with a stride, looked up and saw eight planes flying in the distance.

There is no need to distinguish, only Japanese aircraft are currently flying in the sky here.

"It's broken, watch out for bombing!"

Before the others could fully react, Chen Hao roared and ran out.

Seeing this, Master Liu called him anxiously: "Don't run around, follow us into the cave."

In the village built on the mountain, there are some natural caves, which are the best anti-bombing facilities.

The Japanese plane came so suddenly that no one expected it at all.

At this time, running around like a headless chicken will not increase the chance of survival, but will only die faster.

"I'll go find the anti-aircraft missile platoon and shoot down the devil's plane." Chen Hao shouted without looking back.

He rushed to the courtyard where the missile platoon fighters who returned with him were located.

The boss looked at the eight planes scattered in the sky, and said calmly: "Don't worry, let's follow and have a look."

The left deputy chief of staff anxiously persuaded: "Boss, your safety is the most important thing, let's go into the cave."

"Can't Chen Hao's anti-aircraft missiles be able to hit planes?" The boss walked out: "Besides, these eight planes don't seem to be coming towards our headquarters."

The left deputy chief of staff didn't understand, their headquarters must be the primary target of the Japanese army, why didn't the Japanese army's planes come at them?

Master Liu withdrew his gaze looking up at the sky, and explained as he walked out: "Looking at the ground from a high-altitude plane, people are like ants.

How do their pilots know which one is our headquarters?
Wouldn't it be a pity to bomb indiscriminately if the target was not bombed?
Aircraft bombing is just an auxiliary, the real hands-on guy is still the enemy on the ground. "

As if to verify Master Liu's judgment, three planes flew over their heads, and they had no interest in dropping bombs.

At this moment, the deputy chief of staff on the left understood that the enemy wanted to use eight aircraft to cover and provide fire support for the battle plan of a small unit.

There is no doubt that the independent regiment that serves as the commander-in-chief's barrier will definitely be bombed by planes next.

"If the interference of the Japanese aircraft cannot be eliminated, I am afraid our headquarters will be transferred." The left deputy chief of staff said worriedly.

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