The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

A second lieutenant rushed over with a serious face, his expression was very nervous, and when he saw the squadron leader, he said in panic: "Captain..."

"The stronghold was attacked by five heavy mortars. The enemy must want to take the stronghold. What should we do?"

"Two things?" Although the squadron leader was flustered, he knew he couldn't mess up, so he forced himself to remain calm and said seriously.

"The first thing: all the troops stationed at the stronghold enter the position, block the enemy's attacking troops at all costs, and defend the stronghold."

"The second thing: send people out of the stronghold, report the news of our attack to the superiors, and request reinforcements."

"The enemy will cut off all our connections with the outside world, and they definitely don't want their superiors to know the news of our attack."

"Then we can't let their conspiracy succeed..."

The second lieutenant seemed to grab a life-saving straw in desperation, and the panic expression on his face was replaced by calmness, and he shouted: "The humble job will arrange it now..."

After a while, seven or eight little devils slipped out from the back door of the stronghold, and quickly left the stronghold under the cover of darkness.

"Da da da……"

Two machine gun flames appeared in front of the devils at the same time, one on the left and one on the right. The bullets fired just covered them in cross flames, and the gunshots rang out on the battlefield at the same time.

"Baga, the enemy has an ambush..."

More than half of the eight little devils fell down in an instant, and the surviving little devils cursed while lying down.

Turn around and run back, trying to get back to the stronghold.

There was nothing around them, not even a place to hide.

The longer you stay here, the higher the probability of being hit by a bullet.

Although the stronghold may be captured by the Eighth Route Army, at least there is a place to hide, which is better than staying outside as a living target.

The eight little devils were arranged by the captain of the second lieutenant. He hid in a small gun building next to the back door of the stronghold, watched their every move through the firing port, and at the same time prayed in his heart that they would not touch the enemy and break out of the stronghold smoothly.

the more you hope, the harder you fall.

The flames of the two machine guns instantly shattered the team leader's dream of spreading news to the outside world.

Seeing the eight subordinates being named by the enemy in the dark like living targets, the hatred in my heart can hardly be described in words.

He punched the wall of the turret, and said viciously: "What a cunning enemy..."

"Ambush was even arranged at the back door of the stronghold."

"As the squadron leader said, they want to annihilate us here quietly."

After scolding, he ordered Cao Chang on the side: "This place is left to you, hold the position at all costs."

"I'll go to the other lines of defense."

"We must find a way to send people to send out the news of the attack on the stronghold, and we must not let the enemy's conspiracy succeed."

When the leader of the devil squad tried his best to spread the news, the five heavy mortars had already adjusted their new firing positions.

"Rumble..."

A thunderous explosion soon sounded at the main entrance of the stronghold.

Flames soared into the sky, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and a bunker was instantly blown into ruins.

"Rumble..."

The shelling continued, and more and more machine gun bunkers and gun towers were destroyed in the explosion.

Even if some of the gun towers were too strong, they didn't seem to have suffered any damage on the surface, but the powerful shock wave still killed and injured the Japanese and puppet soldiers hiding in the gun towers...

"Squadron leader... The enemy's heavy artillery is too powerful, and the gun towers and bunkers at the main entrance of the stronghold are almost blown up." A messenger ran to the squadron leader with a sad face to report.

Because he himself was almost killed by a shell just now.

"Where's our artillery? Why didn't they fight back?" the squadron leader asked with a look of despair.

The heavy mortar is too powerful, and the powerful shock wave can kill all living things within a radius of more than ten meters around the point of impact.Unless the opponent's heavy mortar is destroyed from a long distance, the enemy can take down the stronghold just by hitting it with shells.

The orderly's face became more and more ugly, and he stammered: "The artillery team was hit by a heavy artillery shell just after setting up the mortar..."

"A dozen gunners were either killed or wounded."

"Although the mortar was not damaged, no one in the army will use it?"

"Nani..." The squadron leader's last hope of holding the stronghold was instantly shattered.

Now he only hopes that his subordinates who ask for help from their superiors can rush out of the stronghold, so that he still has a chance of life, otherwise everyone will be wiped out in the stronghold.

"Sir...the enemy has started to attack..." Another orderly rushed towards him in a hurry.

"They are the Eighth Route Army, and at least one of them is going to the gate... We have suffered heavy casualties, and we are almost overwhelmed. Ask for reinforcements?"

"All the reserve team will participate in the battle, and the enemy must be kept out of the stronghold." The squadron leader gritted his teeth and ordered.

This was the only army in his hands. He planned to wait for the other troops to guard for an hour or two before participating in the battle, but the troops defending the main gate were defeated after less than 10 minutes, forcing him to let them participate in the battle in advance.

Only in this way, the time for the stronghold to hold on will definitely be greatly shortened.

Even if some of his subordinates managed to get out of the stronghold to spread the news, he couldn't wait for reinforcements.

The squadron leader drew out his command saber with a "shua..." and strode out of the room, ordering with a gritted expression.

"The stronghold can't be defended, and the reinforcements can't wait, so we can only fight with the Eighth Route Army."

"All the soldiers who can still move will go to the battlefield with me, and those who can't move will share a grenade, and fight to the end."

The squadron leader's determination to fight to the death did not change the outcome of the stronghold being breached by the quick reaction battalion.

10 minutes later, the special regiment passed through Tainan Ditch smoothly.

At 05:30 in the morning, the convoy dispersed and lurked into green gauze tents by the roadside, groves, ravines, and even abandoned villages.

By six o'clock in the morning, the special regiment could no longer be found on the road to Taiyuan.

Even the ruts were completely trampled by the accompanying cavalry.

If the devils investigate carefully, they can only find an Eighth Route Army cavalry passing through a few strongholds, and it is difficult to find signs of the special regiment marching.

…………

The checkpoints and strongholds that the Assault Company and the Quick Reaction Battalion took over overnight belonged to several counties and were managed by several garrison commanders.

After nine o'clock in the morning, the news of the attack on the checkpoints and strongholds gradually reached the various garrison headquarters.

For those garrison commands responsible for checkpoints.

The checkpoint was breached, and only a dozen imperial troops were lost, and dozens of imperial association troops were not considered by them at all.

The traces of the special regiment's march through the checkpoint were artificially erased, and the headquarters was only regarded as a checkpoint by the local guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army. It was attacked and the entire garrison at the checkpoint was wiped out.

In addition, the local Eighth Route Army did add a lot of equipment and ammunition, and further confirmed the judgment of the Japanese army, so they did not report it to the top.

In the end, only the news of the attack on the Tainangou stronghold was reported to the Japanese North China Front Command.

But because the lost imperial army had only one reinforced squadron, and there was no sign of the main force of the Eighth Route Army around the stronghold, the combat staff took a look at the battle report and classified it as unimportant.

This type of information would be sent to the archives room for filing if it could not reach Ningji Okamura's hands.

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