"Sir, the Eighth Route Army attacking the Guanjiapu stronghold is in front. There are more than 200 people. We will soon catch up with them!" the squadron leader of the forward squadron reported as he rushed.
"There are weapons and ammunition they discarded on the side of the road, including heavy machine guns, which shows that these Eighth Route Army troops ran in a particularly embarrassed manner... They must not have expected that we would go into the mountains to pursue us, and were so frightened that they retreated in embarrassment. In order to speed up the march, they had to Don’t throw away some heavy weapons that will affect your marching speed.”
The deputy captain looked at the heavy machine gun abandoned by the Eighth Route Army on the side of the road. He thought it was a broken gun that confused him, but it turned out to be intact and ready for use.
For the Eighth Route Army, which was short of guns and ammunition, it was definitely a treasure among treasures.
The opponent even lost it, and the level of embarrassment was obvious.
But the vice-captain was not dazzled by the victory, and still cautiously reminded: "Don't be careless."
"Although the Eighth Route Army pretending to be a guerrilla detachment in Peiping withdrew, it cannot be ruled out that they left some troops to integrate the guerrillas in the mountains. Otherwise, with the little combat effectiveness of the guerrillas, they would not dare to attack the Guanjiapu stronghold."
"The Eighth Route Army is very cunning. They once used a reinforced battalion to eat up a strengthened brigade of our army. The terrain here is very unfavorable to us, and the strength is only half of the brigade. It is better to be cautious."
The squadron leader said confidently: "Sir, don't worry, I have studied the terrain ahead before setting off."
"Although it is very complicated and disadvantageous to us, the Eighth Route Army cannot take advantage here and ambush us."
Seeing the confused look on the deputy captain's face, the squadron leader explained as he hurried on: "The hilly area ahead is called Jinniupo."
"In other hilly areas, the roads run at the foot of the mountains, which is the best place for an ambush. The roads here all run along the mountain ridges, and the troops march from high altitudes. Even if the Eighth Route Army wanted to ambush us, they couldn't find suitable terrain."
"You should relax and pursue. There will be no danger in the first few kilometers."
"If we can seize the opportunity and block the Eighth Route Army in front at Jinniu Slope, we will definitely be able to end the battle at the minimum cost."
The vice-captain almost thought he had heard wrongly. He confirmed twice before he believed that the road ahead really had to go through a mountain ridge.
In his memory, there was no precedent for the troops to arrange an ambush battlefield on the mountain ridge, so the troops would definitely not be in danger in the subsequent pursuit. He immediately ordered: "Then what are you waiting for? The troops must speed up their march. We must block the enemy on Jinniu Slope where the terrain is more favorable to us, otherwise it will be difficult to catch up with them."
After the deputy captain gave the order, the Japanese march suddenly increased. Originally, the vanguard troops could scan the roadside while marching. After the march speed accelerated, they no longer even had time to scan the roadside and started trotting directly.
After a while, more than 500 little devils chased them to Jinniu Slope.
The terrain here is indeed exactly as reported by the subordinates: the road is located on the ridge of the mountain, and the troops marching along the road is equivalent to occupying the surrounding commanding heights without fear of any enemy attack.
Immediately ordered: "It is impossible for the troops to be attacked here. All troops should give up their alerts and continue to speed up their march. The enemy must be blocked at Jinniu Slope."
Zhang Xuan's face was already filled with joy.
The faster the Japanese army pursues, the less vigilant the team is, and the lower the risk of exposing the ambush force.
Looking at the kid who was marching quickly thirty meters away, he replaced the rifle in his hand with a box gun. He took out a magazine full of bullets and placed it next to the grenade, so that he could change bullets in a while.
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In close-range firefights, box cannons obviously caused much more damage to the enemy than rifles.
In less than two minutes, more than 500 Japanese soldiers all got into the pocket formation at a rapid marching speed.
The box gun Zhang Xuan held in his hand slowly stretched out of the bunker, pointed it at a machine gun team and pulled the trigger.
After a long burst of fire, he immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun at the Japanese squad leader next to him, continued to pull the trigger, and fired all the remaining bullets in the magazine before stopping.
Put down the box cannon, pick up the grenade on the side, fire it, hold it in your hand for three seconds, and then throw it out with all your strength...
As soon as the first grenade was released, he grabbed the second grenade, continued to fire it, and threw it towards the place where the Japs were crowded...
This set of actions looks very complicated, but it only takes place in just ten seconds.
The Japs machine gun team he first targeted, the Japs squad leader, and the two or three Japs soldiers gathered around the squad leader were beaten into pieces by box cannons before they could even get down.
The grenades that followed exploded in the air, and the flying fragments hit the Japs like rain. Four or five little Japs fell to the ground dead or injured...
Zhang Xuan alone killed nearly ten little Japs in less than ten seconds.
The pocket array he prepared for the Japanese was equipped with twelve light machine guns, three heavy machine guns, eight box guns, and more than 300 rifles.
The little Japs on the mountain ridge were like a row of live targets. The first round of bullets fired by the troops almost bounced and bit into the flesh. Not one of them missed, and a large number of them were knocked down in an instant.
The little Japs who were lucky enough to escape the first round of bullets just lay down when more than 300 grenades fell from the sky.
There was not even a hole for hiding on the bare mountain ridge, and the enemy's body was completely exposed to the grenade.
The explosion sounded like thunder on the road. Before the first round of grenades exploded completely, the second round of grenades had already followed.
There are splashing firelights, black smoke rising into the sky, and diffuse gunpowder smoke everywhere on the road...
"Blow the charge horn, attack with the whole army, and eliminate the remaining enemies... Comrades, all kill with me..." Zhang Xuan did not intend to give the Japanese any chance to buffer. He took the lead in charging ahead while the remaining soldiers on the battlefield had not yet reacted to the surprise attack. Get out of the bunker.
As he charged forward, he replaced the box cannon with a new magazine. When he saw two little Japs hiding among the corpses not far away, he wanted to raise his gun to fight back. He aimed at them and pulled the trigger.
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At the Guanjiabao stronghold, after the battle in the first half of the night, everyone in the stronghold lost sleep.
The squad leader stood guard on the top of the turret, looking up from time to time at the mountains in the distance.
That's where the pursuing troops entered the mountain. If they returned victorious, they would definitely come out from there.
"Captain, the pursuit force seems to be back..." Captain Cao suddenly shouted.
The team leader looked in the direction of his subordinates' fingers and saw that several torches had appeared at the entrance and exit of the mountain. As time passed, there were more and more torches, and soon they formed a fire dragon, slowly rushing towards the stronghold.
"Yo Xi, the pursuit force must have won... follow me down to meet the commander." The team leader made his judgment without hesitation.
He raised his legs and walked towards the entrance of the stronghold without any sense of danger.
But this does not mean that the squad leader is really without vigilance.
The reason for being so careless is also thanks to their intelligence department.
Everyone from Okamura Neiji to ordinary soldiers knows that the Peiping Guerrilla Detachment is a non-existent team. Except for three Eighth Route Army guerrillas in Fangshan, there is no main force.
Under this understanding, half of the infantry brigade brought into the mountain by the deputy captain is invincible.
Even if an accident occurs, you can escape unscathed.
The pursuit troops withdrew from the mountains four hours after entering the mountains, which coincided with the planned time of the troops to pursue and annihilate the Eighth Route Army. Anyone would think that the pursuit troops had won the battle in the mountains.
Since the opponent is one of our own and has returned victorious, and the leader is several levels higher than himself, we should go out to greet him with the highest courtesy, both emotionally and rationally.
The torch was getting closer and closer, and the team leader could vaguely see the figure of the other party.
An infantry squad led the way, rifle in hand, advancing in battle formation, with high vigilance.
The squad leader nodded repeatedly.
As expected of the elite of the Imperial Army who annihilated more than 200 Eighth Route Army troops in one strike, they were very vigilant wherever they went.
Just as he was sighing in his heart, the dozens of "Imperial Army" at the head suddenly accelerated their speed. The front row of riflemen turned into a row of machine gunners at some point. Before he could react, a row of machine gunners appeared in front of him. Eight tongues of machine gun fire.
The squad leader stood at the front of the team, followed closely by the remaining thirty or so Japanese soldiers in the stronghold. More than seventy puppet troops stood behind the Japanese soldiers, almost all of whom were mobilized to welcome the victorious army.
'Friendly forces' suddenly opened fire on them. The squad leader and more than 30 subordinates were the first to bear the brunt. The bullets swished into their bodies. Dozens of them were like ripe wheat, and a large piece was cut down in an instant.
"Bageya Road, they are not a pursuit force, they are enemies pretending to be enemies. Please retreat to the stronghold quickly..." The few Japanese who were lucky enough to survive shouted with horror on their faces, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the stronghold.
But no matter how fast they run, they can't beat the speed of bullets...
Ten minutes later, Huang Yu stood in the room that was supposed to belong to the Japs squad leader. The decoration inside was intact, without any damage, and even the map was hung neatly on the wall.
"Chief of Staff..." Chen Fengxing, captain of the First Squadron, hurried in.
"We have made a fortune. The ammunition that the little devils hoarded in the warehouse is intact. There are more than ten boxes of various bullets, as well as hundreds of grenades and grenade shells."
"The grenades we used to ambush the Japs' pursuit troops are here."
Zhu Hexuan, the captain of the second squadron, finally ran in. He was like eating candied fruit, with a smile on his face: "Chief of Staff, excluding the Japanese and puppet troops we killed before, we killed 39 more in the battle just now." The Japs, 21 puppet soldiers, captured 65 puppet soldiers, and also captured one heavy machine gun and four light machine guns."
"As long as half of the puppet prisoners can be mobilized to join us, we can have an extra platoon of veterans."
Zhang Xuan didn't take this little trophy seriously. There was only one thing in his mind. How to use the fact that the Japanese didn't know that the troops entering the mountain had been wiped out to further expand the results of the battle, eliminate more little Japanese, and fight The reputation of the Peiping guerrilla brigade prevented Neji Okamura from rashly transferring troops from Fangshan.
He stared at the map hanging on the wall, and finally set his sights on the town five kilometers away.
There was a brigade of little Japs stationed there, and half of the brigade had already been wiped out by him at Jianniupo. If the remaining half of the brigade could be eaten up, the guerrilla brigade's results would be greater than that of a full force.
This brigade is still the only mobile force within 20 kilometers of the surrounding area. If they are eaten, other strongholds on the blockade will be without reinforcements, and the guerrilla brigade can take them down one by one under the cover of infantry artillery.
