Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 262 The Siege of the Village

At the beginning of November 1940, the Japanese army raided our anti-Japanese base areas in the Dabie Mountains in Jinzhong. When the enemy air-raided the headquarters of our Eighth Route Army, a certain leader of our Eighth Route Army, in order to cover the safe transfer of the headquarters, led the team to stay behind and finally attracted the enemy's attacking troops. Unfortunately, he was injured by Japanese artillery shells and died during the retreat.

After the safe transfer of our Eighth Route Army headquarters, we received unfortunate news from the retreating troops in the rear. All the soldiers expressed their sorrow and deep sorrow for the sacrifice of the chief.

"Chief, don't hold back, cry if you want to cry."

The deputy commander's eyes were red, and he couldn't help the tears running down his face. His body shook slightly, and he tried to hold back the crying.

At this time, the independent regiment stood firm in Xinzhuang, and fought fiercely with the enemy's attacking troops for an hour. Under the fierce attack of the little devil's artillery, several positions at the entrance of the village were finally lost. Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang could only lead the surviving soldiers to fight the enemy in the village. Fighting in circles, using the terrain of the village under the cover of the walls of houses and courtyards, a curtain-challenging battle was launched. This is a new tactic invented by our North China Anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians during the War of Resistance Against Japan.

The Japanese troops who invaded the village, in groups of two or three, searched and raided from house to house. The devil soldiers bowed their waists and held guns and bayonets in both hands. The bowls jingled, rattled, and there was no vigilance to notice. The figures of the soldiers hidden in the dark quietly touched behind the devil one by one with a dagger in their hands. They swung their arms and clamped their necks tightly. The blood was sprayed out from inside, and the devils were eliminated one by one silently.

Li Yunlong led dozens of soldiers, and after killing the enemies who had invaded the village, he quickly led the team to support Zhao Gang. They held guns and bayonets in both hands, and ran down the path in the village with their hands bent. Hulala messy footsteps.

Li Yunlong thought it was a team of little devils, so he quickly raised his hand and waved it a few times. The running team suddenly stopped and leaned against the wall with their guns in their hands. This side Zhao Gang led the team to remain vigilant. At the same time, a figure rushed out holding the muzzle of the gun. When he saw that it was his team, he let out a sigh of relief and put down the muzzle of the gun...

"Old Li! You have to organize troops to drive out the enemy, or we won't be able to defend until it gets dark."

"Then we can't drive them all out. If we drive them all out, we'll be bombarded again. I think that if we set up two lines of defense in the village, as long as we guard the dozen or so yards, the devil's cannons won't be strong."

"That's a good idea."

"Second platoon leader."

"arrive…"

"You take people to take down the front yard, and you must hold on to it until dark."

"It's the political commissar..."

"Lao Zhao, I'll go to the south to have a look. I'm in charge there."

"it is good…"

Li Yunlong held a gun in his hand, and led the team to run away.Zhao Gang waved his gun a few times and shouted...

"Come on, come with me..." The two men led the team to separate. Scattered gunshots flew across and hit the bullets, which sounded on both sides of the southeast of the village. One followed by a devil was knocked down to the ground. Half an hour later, dozens of members of the independent group Soldiers, just took over a dozen yards in the middle of the village, and stood firm here to fight fiercely with the enemy...

"Da da da..." The bullets shot back and forth from both sides flew across the streets and alleys of the village, knocking down one figure after another, and the cannonballs fell from the air and exploded the flames, and the ground kicked up mud Flying and smoking, the whole village was under fire from all sides under the savage bombardment of enemy shells. The devil team launched attacks continuously, and did not exit the village until the sun was about to set, guarding outside and surrounding them.

Holding a binoculars in his left hand, the ghost officer was observing the situation in the village. Except for the raging flames burning everywhere, he didn't even see a single person.

"Commander Zhong, have you figured out which part of the Eighth Route Army is guarding this village?"

Zhong Yunpeng, head of the 1nd Regiment of the 2st Division of the Imperial Association Army, nodded and bowed his head and replied...

"I'm sorry Mr. Hongxin, I haven't figured it out yet. So far, we haven't caught a single prisoner..."

At the same time, in the command room of the Japanese First Field Army Command, the Ono Army and several senior Japanese generals were deploying the third blockade encirclement overnight. The No.40 First Division, together with the Second Division of the Imperial Association Army, formed an encirclement on three sides, searching and mopping up in a carpet pattern.

When the Ono Army was deploying for battle, the phone on the desk beside him rang. After answering the phone with a wave of his hand, a ghost officer immediately stood upright, nodded his head, and replied in a very forceful tone...

"Hi…"

"General, a call from the commander of the North China Front Army."

Onojun stepped on his short legs, hurried over to answer the phone, nodded and bent down vigorously, and replied...

"Hi, I'm Onojun."

"Hey, Your Excellency Commander, please give me instructions."

"The Ono army has worked hard, is this battle going well? How is your cleanup A battle plan going?"

"Hi, report to Commander, the divisions of our First Army are progressing smoothly. Among them, the No.40 First Division has occupied Area [-], which is the hinterland of the Taihang Mountains, where the Eighth Route Army headquarters is located, and the enemy's so-called base."

"Okay, I wish you success in this battle and complete the cleanup A battle plan."

"Hi…"

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the cold wind blew the treetops, and the tall and thin figure of Li Yunlong stood at the height of the village entrance, holding the binoculars in both hands, looking at the situation around the enemy outside the village. The little devil raised fires here and there, walked back and forth with the gun in his hand to keep warm, and slowly put down the binoculars in a cold war, waved his hands and rubbed his face back and forth a few times, grinned and slapped himself a few times, Wanting to keep himself awake all the time, he knew very well that at this critical moment for the army, life and death, he must not fall down. At this time, a thin figure ran and bumped from the village and shouted...

"Head, the political commissar asked you to go over to a meeting to discuss the next battle plan."

"understood…"

After Li Yunlong replied in a hoarse voice, he gritted his teeth and straightened his body, and walked slowly towards the village.

And outside the village, the ghost officer Hong Xinjun held a binoculars in his left hand, and at the same time watched the movement in the village...

"Commander Zhong, order your troops to be vigilant at night and not let the Eighth Route Army escape from the village."

"Hongxin-jun, I fully understand that this group of Eighth Route Army is besieged in the village, and I guarantee that no one will escape."

"it is good…"

(End of this chapter)