Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

The little devil who was lured into the ambush circle by Zhou Weihan not only had to face the shelling of artillery everywhere on the mountain, but the more than [-] soldiers on the ground also beat the dog in the water.

More than [-] soldiers from the [-]th and [-]th Battalions of the New First Regiment were in the closest position to the little devil. The machine gunner manipulated the machine gun and greeted the little devil desperately, without any scruples about the little devil throwing bullets.

Even though the recruits were poor at marksmanship, they couldn't bear the crowd. No matter what the specific results were, the momentum they created also surprised the little devil.

From the start of the battle to the retreat of the little devil to the south, it took less than five minutes in total. Only a dozen Type [-] infantry guns fired more than [-] shells, and the mortars of the new regiment even fired all the shells. .

Facing the double fire attack, the little devil did not form an effective resistance, and the mountain artillery accompanying the army did not even have a chance to be put down from the mules and horses for assembly.

On the hill, Artillery Command.

"Old Shen, the two battalions of the new regiment have surrounded from the east and west sides, should they stop shelling!" the instructor at the side said to himself when he saw the situation at the foot of the mountain.

"No, the little devil's casualties are not small, but he still has the power to fight back. Besides, the little devil must not be given the opportunity to build artillery positions, otherwise the great advantage of this day will be gone!" Shen Yulin said decisively.

"But if you accidentally injure a brother army, you and I can't bear the responsibility!"

"Instructor, your confidence in your comrades needs to be improved!" Shen Yulin finished speaking and dialed the phone leading to the artillery position on the mountain: "Hello, I am Shen Yulin, and I can only watch your performances from now on. I order , All the mountain cannons will extend their artillery fire immediately, don't save shells, and make sure the little devils cannot form effective resistance!"

"Yes!"

As the Japanese army retreated southward, the distance became farther and farther away, and the [-]-type infantry artillery and mortars with shorter ranges gradually lost their effect.

However, the twelve mountain cannons began to adjust the shooting parameters every three rounds of shelling. The shells seemed to have eyes, like gangrene attached to the bone, and kept killing and wounding the little devil.

"Baga! Road!" Supported by Ichiro Sakamoto, Sadaji Suzuki, who was running ahead, was panting heavily. The old devil could clearly feel that the intensity of the Eighth Route Army's shelling was decreasing from the sound of shell explosions. He looked back at the The scene couldn't help but make him fly into a rage.

Although the little devil's formation was flustered during the retreat, the density of personnel also became sparse.

It's just that as the first battalion and the second battalion of the new regiment surrounded them from both sides, the formation of the little devils was compressed again. On the plain without cover, the little devils were simply living targets. The little devils nearby were either killed or injured.

It was the first time that Suzuki Sadaji encountered such a suffocating battle, and then he pointed to a terrain on the side: "Sakamoto-kun, order the troops to immediately occupy the reverse slope in front, only in this way, the imperial army can counterattack!"

"Hi!"

On the mountain.

Zhou Weihan and Li Yunlong have been observing the little devil's movements. Standing on the watchtower, they can see the little devil's movements at a glance.

"I have fought against the little devil for more than three years. Although I can obviously feel that the fighting power of the little devil has declined, but should I say it or not, the fighting quality of the little devil's grassroots soldiers is still good. The grassroots non-commissioned officers in the Japanese army, such as Sergeant Cao and Cao Chang, contributed a lot to organizing the troops to retreat in an orderly manner!" Zhou Weihan said with emotion.

"Yes, under the same circumstances, our Eighth Route Army troops may not be able to do better than the little devils. If it is replaced by ordinary national army troops, I am afraid that the bombardment at the foot of the mountain will directly cause the national army to collapse. What are you talking about retreating? ?” said Li Yunlong on the side.

After Li Yunlong finished speaking, he glanced at the sky: "Old Zhou, your timing is clever enough!"

It was early spring at this time, and the sky was getting dark earlier than in summer. Because Dong Jiang had been delaying the time, it was just after four o'clock, and the sun had already set in the west.

Even if the Japanese army takes off at Xinxiang Airport, which is the closest to the battlefield, to support the battlefield now, they will not be able to provide effective air support after they arrive.

Seeing that Zhou Weihan didn't answer, Li Yunlong, who had been tempered all the time, continued to ask: "Old Zhou, the artillery fire has extended far enough, should the soldiers block the front opening of the little devil?"

"Yes, but don't rush to attack, everything must wait for the order of the general attack!" Zhou Weihan instructed.

"Understood, the soldiers of my new regiment are in the first order of attack, and the battalion commanders who lead the team can grasp the rhythm!" Li Yunlong grinned, and then went to convey the order.

Judging from the entire battlefield, Zhou Weihan's arrangement can be described as a ring within a ring. The only shortcoming is that when the Japanese army retreated, the troops on the mountain did not launch a pursuit in time.

This was also Zhou Weihan's intention. The first and second battalions of the New First Regiment were responsible for blocking the openings on both sides. I dare to guarantee whether the two battalions can stabilize their formation when encountering the countercharge of the Japanese army during the pursuit, so they took conservative measures.

Looking at Li Yunlong's back, Zhou Weihan showed a slight smile on his face. It was Zhou Weihan's comprehensive consideration to bring Xinyituan by his side to fight.

So far, the effect is good, and Li Yunlong originally thought that Zhou Weihan would be in charge of the command center, and he would go to the front line to command the battle, but Zhou Weihan stopped him.

The words are divided into two parts.

"Brigade commander, the squadrons have reported statistics. Right now, there are only 932 imperial soldiers left. The mountain artillery squadron and the infantry artillery squadron were lost during the retreat, and their whereabouts are unknown. I am afraid they have been murdered by the Eighth Route Army!" The adjutant rushed to report.

Suzuki Sadaji's expression sank after hearing this. Although the battle damage had been expected, he was still shocked after hearing the report with his own ears.

Immediately looking around at the Japanese soldiers, there were many wounded. After a series of blows from the Eighth Route Army, their morale was low.

Then Suzuki Sadaji laughed out loud regardless, and the little devils next to him looked over one after another. Sakamoto Ichiro held his right arm that had just been scratched by the shrapnel, and asked with a frown, "Your Excellency, brigade commander, why are you laughing?"

"Haha, my lords, when I was young, I read the books of war in China, and I was very familiar with the great book on the art of war, the Three Kingdoms. This situation is very similar to Cao Cao's defeat in Huarong Road after the Battle of Chibi!"

"I originally thought that the commander of the Eighth Route Army was barely a talent, but after all, it is a secret. If an ambush is deployed on the reverse slope here, under the pincer attack, how could the imperial army escape the ambush circle of the Eighth Route Army so easily!" Suzuki Sadaji pointed at the reverse slope under his feet, and laughed wildly.

Many Japanese soldiers were fooled by Suzuki Sadaji, and suddenly felt reasonable, and all laughed.

Just as the Japanese army was laughing wantonly, the rear of the Japanese army occupying the reverse slope suddenly heard the roar of the engine.