Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 287 Ambush at Shentou Ridge ([-])

At 772 o'clock in the morning, soldiers from the Xinyi Regiment, the Independent Regiment, and the [-] Regiment who were ambushing on both sides of Shentouling entered their concealed positions one after another.

There are two grenades or grenades hanging on his body, and the big knife that was originally carried on his back is pressed against his chest.

The three regiment leaders took a small number of people to check one by one, lifted the weeds that had been trampled on, wiped away the obvious footprints, and tried to restore the hillsides on both sides to their original state.

At this time, the brigade headquarters and the artillery battalion were arranged in the small woods under the big slope on the west side, the new regiment was on the right side of the road, the independent regiment was on the left side of the road, and the 772 regiment followed the mountain ridge along the southwest to It is arranged obliquely in the northeast and is responsible for intercepting the Japanese army.

"Head, the spy company has been dispatched!" Zhang Dabiao reported.

"Yeah!" Li Yunlong nodded, and then looked along the mountain ridge to the deployment of the Independent Regiment and the 772 Regiment.Then he said: "Da Biao, hurry up and hide!"

The special agent company of the new regiment went to burn down the wooden bridge near Luhe Village. The reason why Li Yunlong asked the special agent company to start later was mainly because he was afraid of scaring the snake.

This requires the spy company to burn down the wooden bridge after the battle, and at the same time, burn it down before the arrival of the Japanese army.

Li Yunlong checked it himself, and led the guards to the artillery company position on the west side.

"Pillar, how is it, no problem? I just measured it with my feet. The straight-line distance is 326 steps, and the diagonal distance is 600 steps!"

"Head, don't worry, I promise to kill the little devil as soon as possible!" Wang Chengzhu promised, patted his chest.

"Good job, the three regiments ordered the shells, and immediately launched an attack as soon as the explosion sounded!"

At noon, Uehara Squadron, the vanguard of the Japanese army, arrived late.

Uehara Yosuke rode a military horse, walked in the middle of the team, looked at the mountains in front of him, and said to the adjutant beside him, "Where are the mountains ahead?"

The adjutant hurriedly took out the map from the backpack on his back, searched carefully along the Hanchang Highway, and then said: "Sir, the map ahead is Shentouling, and there is a Shenda Village on the west side!"

"Yoxi, tell the soldiers to go to Shenda Village for a rest!" Uehara Yosuke said.

"Sir, there was a big battle ahead. The Eighth Route Army ambushed on both sides of the mountain and wiped out more than 400 imperial troops!" The adjutant hurriedly reminded.

In the Japanese army, the adjutant, the executive officer, is a special position that exists attached to the military chief. The military chief makes a recommendation.

"Baga, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? There are bare mountain ridges and slopes on both sides. How can the Eighth Route Army ambush?" Yosuke Uehara scolded with a smile.

"Instead, the hill ahead, close to the highway, is a good place for an ambush!" Yosuke Uehara said, pointing to Shen Jiashan in the northwest.

"Sir, it's absolutely true, I found out from previous battle reports!"

After being interrupted by the adjutant, Uehara Yosuke was not interested in continuing to rest. He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. If the Eighth Route Army really has an ambush here, it will also deal with Nara Masahiko behind, and will not fight us in advance!"

Yosuke Uehara always hated Nara Masahiko, and it was inevitable to talk about Nara Masahiko in jokes.

A squadron of Japanese soldiers slowly sent up the mountain ridge, halfway through, two Japanese soldiers broke away from the team and walked to the side of the road.
"Well, it's such a big slope, if a person rolls down, there is no possibility of survival!" said a Japanese soldier.

"It's really hard to imagine how the Eighth Route Army ambushed in such an environment!" The Japanese soldier said, pulling up his pants and holding his rifle, as if he wanted to come down to check.

As soon as he took two steps down, he heard the call of his companions, and he turned around and left.

Not far from the foot of the Japanese army, a soldier of the Independence Regiment let out a long sigh of relief. Just when the Japanese soldier stepped on the soil on the slope, the soldier could clearly feel the movement of gravel and clods on the soil surface. The sound, even if you take two steps down, you will be able to step on yourself.

The soldiers in ambush slowly loosened their clenched fists, unknowingly seeing a layer of sticky sweat on their hands.

The Uehara Squadron passed through smoothly, and the main force of the Nara United Squad also drove in. The first one was a Type [-] military truck with a crooked machine gun mounted on it.

Since most of the trucks were used to transport the wounded, most of the Japanese army's marching column used horse carts to transport supplies, and pack horses transported artillery and heavy machine guns.

[-]:[-] noon.

The rear guard of the Japanese army has completely stepped into the ambush circle, and the vanguard has reached the area where the 772 regiment is ambushing.

Li Yunlong gave an order: "Zhuzi, destroy the Japanese truck for me!"

Wang Chengzhu kept his eyes on the leading truck of the Japanese army. Hearing Li Yunlong's order, he personally manipulated a Type 90 [-] mortar and adjusted the muzzle slightly.

"Tom tom tom!" Several mortars on the ground made a dull sound.

Fortunately, before that, Wang Chengzhu had made calculations. When a shell hit the truck accurately, the truck in the lead of the Japanese army instantly turned into a big fireball.

Several shells exploded near the truck, and the Japanese army's marching column suddenly had a big gap.

"What a pillar!" Li Yunlong boasted when he saw that the goal had been achieved.

Wang Chengzhu was also in a cold sweat. He used to use artillery to hit the target, or he was condescending, or if he didn't use low to hit high, the field of vision was always wide. Now the position is set on flat ground, the road is narrow, the muzzle is slightly biased, and the shells It is possible to fall on the side of one's own comrades.

The peace of Shentouling was broken by the sound of the explosion. As soon as the explosion sounded, the three main regiments of the 386th Brigade immediately launched an attack from three sides, and the ambushed soldiers jumped out of the trenches and foxholes.

The nearest fighter was less than ten meters away from the roadside, and the farthest was sixty to seventy meters away.

Regardless of brushing off the loess and weeds on their bodies, the soldiers took out grenades and grenades one after another, and those who were a little further away rushed forward a few steps.

The first wave of more than [-] grenades came overwhelmingly and exploded in the Japanese marching ranks like raindrops.

The scattered shrapnel, the shining flames, together with the permeating gunpowder smoke and loess, merged into an angry fire dragon, which engulfed the Japanese army at once.

Faced with this sudden blow, the Japanese army couldn't figure out where so many Eighth Route Army came from.

The Japanese soldiers who reacted fled in all directions during the explosion, but because the mountain ridge was too narrow, the Japanese soldiers were crowded together, and there was no way to form a formation.

Just when the Japanese army was in a panic, the second wave of grenades fell from the sky here. The densely packed grenades left the Japanese army with nowhere to hide. Many Japanese soldiers stared blankly at the sky.

The scene like thunder descending into the world completely frightened this group of invaders who are not as good as pigs and dogs, wishing to grow a pair of wings so as to escape from this bloody battlefield.

"God Amaterasu, bless me to return to my hometown!" Many Japanese soldiers who survived the explosion of the first wave of grenades fell to the ground at this moment.

In order to ensure that the grenades can cause damage to the Japanese army, most of the grenades used by the three regiments including Li Yunlong were Japanese grenades and puppet grenades captured in recent battles.

For a while, more than half of the Japanese army suffered casualties, and the wounded soldiers lay helplessly on the ground, crying helplessly.

Due to the narrow road and the close distance between the two sides, all the heavy machine guns and artillery of the Japanese army were for display, and even the Type [-] grenadier, which had always been a headache for the Eighth Route Army, could not exert its power at this time.

After two rounds of grenades, the 772 Regiment attacked from the north, and the Xinyi Regiment and the Independent Regiment attacked from the east and west sides. Soldiers armed with light machine guns and submachine guns rushed to the front, and soldiers armed with broadswords and rifles followed. The Japanese army's long march The team was stopped, their tails cut off, their waists pinched, and the Japanese army was immediately cut into several sections.

The two sides were strangled with the Japanese army in an instant.

Masahiko Nara's regiment followed the Ohara Battalion in the middle of the marching team. Masahiko Nara, who was sitting on the truck, was forcibly dragged off by the adjutant.

Several grenades exploded nearby, and the truck parked on the road burst into flames, and the blast of air blasted Nara Masahiko and his adjutant into the air.

"Master, we were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties!" Junichiro Ohara was eager to protect his master, he hurriedly gathered a few soldiers, found Masahiko Nara lying on the ground, and hurriedly pulled him into a carriage beside.

"Where did so many Eighth Route Army come from!" Masahiko Nara angrily hammered the ground.

"This is Shentouling, this is Shentouling!" The adjutant seemed to remember something.

"Baga, what is Shentouling?"

"The Eighth Route Army ambushed the 108th and 16th Divisions here the year before last!" the adjutant said in horror.

Nara Masahiko seemed to recall that he had read the battle report of the Battle of Shentouling when he was in the General Staff Headquarters, and couldn't help regretting that he was so stupid that he was attacked again by the Eighth Route Army at the same place.

"Baga, is Yosuke Uehara a waste? He killed the warriors of the empire!"

"Captain, what we need to do now is to break through as soon as possible. I have observed that the Eighth Route Army has fewer troops on the east side of the road, and there is a deserted village on the opposite side. As long as the village is occupied, the soldiers can build a position, and there is still a way to survive!" Ohara Junichiro pointed to Shentou Village on the east side and said.

"Yoxi, break through immediately!" Nara Masahiko said approvingly.

At this time, there were only fifty Japanese soldiers guarding Nara Masahiko, the regiment leader, and the rest of the Japanese troops were fighting with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

More than [-] Japanese troops quickly left the battlefield and headed eastward. Along the way, the soldiers waved the flags and issued signals, and the accompanying Japanese soldiers also shouted: "The commander of the regiment ordered everyone to break through to the east!"

The Japanese army of the Ohara brigade that was fighting kept leaving the battle and gathered in the direction of Masahiko Nara. More than [-] people gathered in a short period of time.

Although the Japanese soldiers in the Ishikawa Brigade and Kotani Brigade on both sides of the marching column could not hear the shouts, they saw the gathering teams, and there were many scattered Japanese troops gathering eastward.

So far, the Japanese army's eastward breakout team was divided into three groups. The team led by Nara Masahiko in the middle was less than [-] people, and the northern and southern sides were scattered with less than [-] people each.

At the same time, when the battle started, Li Yunlong immediately ordered Wang Chengzhu's artillery company to withdraw to Shentou Village.

Li Yunlong continued to squat with the guard company, just to see how many Japanese troops broke out.

"Captain, the little devil has broken through to the east!" said the commander of the guard company on the side.

Li Yunlong rubbed his left and right hands together, pulled out the big knife on his back, and said loudly: "Okay, my hands are itching! The guards are following me!"

Under the leadership of Li Yunlong, more than [-] soldiers from the guard company rushed towards the more than [-] Japanese troops marching eastward on the north side.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers who came out of the grass suddenly stopped the fleeing Japanese soldiers in fright.

One of the highest ranks in the team was a Japanese captain, and the Japanese captain drew out his command sword: "Warriors, serve the Emperor!"

The Japanese captain rushed over first, followed by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers from his headquarters, and then about [-] Japanese soldiers mustered up their courage to follow up. The remaining [-] or so Japanese soldiers stopped in place, holding They are all rifles, and they are no longer as arrogant and domineering as they used to be.

In the blink of an eye, more than fifty Japanese soldiers were overwhelmed by the crowd of the guard company.

The soldiers of the guard company formed a group of three and two, fighting back to back with the Japanese army in front of them.

Holding the saber in both hands, Li Yunlong immediately confronted the Japanese captain.

"Baga!" The Japanese captain roared angrily, holding a saber with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Hey, little devil, what is the name of the ghost? When it comes to playing with knives, I am your ancestor!"

After Li Yunlong finished speaking, without any tricks, he raised his big knife and slashed at Huashan with all his strength, and slashed at the Japanese captain fiercely.

The Japanese lieutenant hastily put his sword across his chest, and blocked Li Yunlong's three strikes, his face turned red for a while, obviously it was quite strenuous to deal with it.

Immediately he was kicked by Li Yunlong, and after falling to the ground, he felt a flash of white light and a sharp pain in his abdomen.

"Damn it, what kind of way did I think it was? It turned out to be a parallel importer!" Li Yunlong said disdainfully, holding a big knife.

"Regimental Commander, you little devils are going to run!" The guard Huzi pointed to the twenty or so Japanese soldiers who had been parked there before, and they were running towards the north at this time.

"Don't worry about it, catch the big ones and keep the little ones!"

After a wave of bayonet fighting, the guard company still suffered more than [-] casualties even though it was outnumbered.

Li Yunlong did not stay too long, leaving a few soldiers to take care of the wounded, and the rest continued to rush towards the mountain ridge.

On the mountain ridge, Cheng Shifa's 772 regiment was fighting with the Japanese troops of the Japanese Ishikawa Brigade.

The head of the regiment, Cheng Shifa, was in danger at this time. Because he swung his sword too hard, he hacked to death four Japanese soldiers one after another, and the surrounding Japanese troops surrounded him under the command of a commander Cao.

Seeing that several soldiers around him sacrificed one after another, the rest of the nearby soldiers were entangled by the Japanese army, and they couldn't move their hands.

Seeing the bright bayonet approaching, Cheng Shifa couldn't help but regret secretly: Cheng Shifa, Cheng Shifa, you fell here today.

"Damn it, little devil, I will fight with you!"

When Cheng Shifa was in despair, he saw magic soldiers descending from the sky, and a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers fell to the ground.

"Haha, Cheng Xiazi, I saved your life again today!" Li Yunlong laughed.

"Old Li!" Cheng Shifa punched Li Yunlong hard, and tears were about to fall out of excitement.

at the same time.

The Japanese army that broke out from the central part and the Japanese army that broke out from the southern part have joined together, and the number has reached more than [-] people.

Seeing that the distance to Shentou Village was less than [-] meters away, Masahiko Nara drew out his command saber excitedly, and shouted, "Give it up!"

As soon as the words were finished, Masahiko Nara seemed to see someone in Shentou Village moving in a blur.

Then came the sound of heavy machine guns firing.

The garrison regiment of Shentou Village deployed more than [-] heavy machine guns on the position, most of which were Type [-].

Although the firepower is insufficient, it is enough to eliminate the Japanese army in front of us.

After a wave of firepower, more than [-] Japanese soldiers who were excitedly heading towards Shentou Village were brutally harvested by the intensive firepower net.

Under the surprise attack, the Japanese army fell to the ground in pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the [-] rounds of the [-]-type heavy machine gun were fired, and there were still a few Maxims still harvesting the remaining Japanese troops.

Magnet, the commander of the first battalion of the garrison regiment, resigned and shouted: "The first battalion, chop up this group of bastards for me!"

With the launch of the first battalion, the rest of Sun Chenghai's battalion was not far behind, crushing the Japanese army in front of them, and rushed towards Shentouling.

Only many machine gunners, guard companies, and Li Daben, who was fluttering in the wind, were left on the battlefield.

The guard company commander on the side said enthusiastically: "It's a skill, can our guards connect or not? Tell me!"

(End of this chapter)