In the confrontation between the two armies, infiltration and lurking is a very common tactic.
However, there are very few troops that can use this common tactic so brilliantly and so amazingly.
Kong Jie firmly believes that a soldier never tires of deceit, and the more common the tactics are, the more unexpected they may be to the enemy.
Under the night, under the command of Shen Quan, Wang Leihu, and Wang Huaibao, the soldiers continued to launch feint attacks against the Japanese Ishii Regiment in Zhangjiazhuang.
Although it was a feint attack, the powerful artillery bombardment still caused certain casualties to the Japanese army.
Ishii Haraichi did not dare to be careless about this. The two armies were facing each other, and it was difficult to figure out the opponent's thoughts. Who knew whether the current feint attack would directly turn into a general attack if there was a slight mistake?
During the continued attack, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment seemed to randomly choose the attack point on the left wing, attracting a large part of the Japanese army's attention.
The battle between the two sides lasted for more than twenty minutes. .
In order to achieve the purpose of concealing the truth, Shen Quan even ordered the soldiers of the Second Battalion to try to open a skirmish line from the left wing towards the Japanese position and launch several assaults.
Sometimes they launched a sudden attack under the cover of night and woods. The most recent attack was less than 200 meters away from the Japanese frontline fortifications.
This indeed greatly interfered with Ishii Haraichi's judgment. He was even a little suspicious. Could he have guessed wrong?
This was not a feint attack by the Eighth Route Army. Did the Eighth Route Army want to make a desperate move and forcefully capture the position before dawn?
During the confrontation between the two sides, when the Japanese army was not aware of it, the monk led more than 100 soldiers of the Guard Company, using the cover of the mountains and forests and the cover of night, to quietly attack more than 300 soldiers on the right side of the Ishii Regiment's position. Touch the weeds meters away.
Along the way, the soldiers maintained absolute silence under the monk's repeated instructions before setting off.
The military boots with steel spikes that he usually wore were now replaced by cloth shoes to avoid the friction sound that the steel spikes would make when they grip the ground.
The soldiers crouched and carried their weapons on their backs. Even the grenades on their waists were packed separately with carrying equipment, leaving gaps between them to prevent the grenades from colliding with each other and making noise during the march.
There was no verbal communication throughout the whole process. The monk took the lead, and the soldiers behind him were deployed in accordance with the orders before the battle, and marched together in tacit understanding.
I was also very particular while marching. When the Japanese were exchanging fire with the soldiers, I took advantage of the noise to move forward for a while. I waited until the sound of fighting had subsided a bit, then stopped, carefully avoiding the detection of Japanese scouts.
The old Japanese soldier Ishii Yuanichi was also more cautious and was always on guard against the Eighth Route Army entering under the cover of darkness during the battle.
This is the Eighth Route Army's consistent method of launching night battles.
Under the premise that they are unable to directly destroy the Imperial troops' fortifications with artillery fire, and do not want to launch a charge with the firepower, the Eighth Route Army will adopt this tactic of sneaking in, then quickly engaging the Imperial soldiers in close combat, and covering the main force's attack in the entanglement.
Therefore, around the position, there are forests, grasslands, mountain streams, ditches, and even the back side of the mountain. Although it is a steep rock wall, it is difficult to climb up manually. Ishiihara sent a security force to conduct reconnaissance at any time.
Night, around 8:30.
The cold moon hangs high, but it is shrouded in mist. The moonlight is so dim that you can't even see your fingers, and you can only see hazy and whirling shadows.
With the main force's continuous upward attack on the Ishii Regiment, the monk finally led the soldiers of the guard company all the way to the edge of the weed field more than 300 meters away on the right flank of the forward fortifications of the Ishii Regiment.
At this time, the sounds of fighting coming from other directions of the Japanese fortifications gradually stopped. The monk raised his right hand slightly, and then slowly crawled down. The soldiers behind him saw the company commander at a closer distance through the faint moonlight. When conveying the sign language command, he also extended his right hand, and the warriors conveyed the monk's gesture command in turn, until the last warrior.
The night wind was blowing, and the weeds half as tall as a man were swaying slightly as the night wind blew.
The monk who took the lead in crawling down was about to move forward when suddenly his ears twitched slightly and he heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far away. He immediately calmed down and stopped his body movements.
A moment later, three or five Japanese soldiers appeared on the right fortifications of the forward position, stepping on the piled fortification bunkers and looking down in the direction of the weeds.
One of the Japanese soldiers holding a light machine gun suddenly spoke, still speaking Chinese, although not fluently.
"Baga, mine has discovered yours, work hard."
"Asshole, come out!"
Another Japs shouted, still speaking in Chinese, and the Japs with light machine guns began to shoot at the weedy area.
With the sudden burst of machine gun fire, the bullets were flying around the weed area. The weeds that were hit were broken in half, and the broken grass blades rustled down.
When the monk at the head heard the Japanese suddenly shouting and asking, his heart suddenly sank, and he thought to himself: Could it be that he was exposed?
The monk was a little helpless. Being exposed in advance meant the failure of this battle. He patted his chest and promised in front of the leader that he would complete the task.
Until the last moment, the monk was unwilling to give up and continued to lie down. The prostrate warriors scattered behind him did not receive the monk's order and continued to adhere to the absolute discipline before the action. They prostrate on the ground one by one, like pieces of dead silence. The stone and even the breathing gradually became calmer, trying to weaken any possible sound.
While the Japanese soldiers continued firing randomly with their machine guns, the monk heard a somewhat different sound not far away.
It wasn't the sound of bullets sinking into the soil, nor the sound of bullets hitting the gravel in the weeds, but the sound of bullets hitting flesh and blood.
The monk's heart thumped as a comrade was shot.
I wonder if any vital points were hit, and how many soldiers were hit by bullets?
The surroundings were still quiet, and the monk did not hear even the humblest hum.
This made the monk feel happy, and at the same time he clenched his iron fist tightly, wishing he could rush out and kill the few Japanese on the fortification right now.
At the edge of the weed field, there were three soldiers at the moment. They were holding the ground with one hand and covering their mouths and noses with the other hand, forcing their bodies not to make any sound when they were shot.
The three soldiers were even glad that the Japanese used machine guns instead of rifles. If the rifle fired a single shot, the sound of the bullet hitting the body would be easily noticed by the Japanese.
Bullet holes appeared in thighs, arms, and abdomen.
Dark red blood was flowing gurglingly.
The three soldiers who were hit by bullets covered their mouths and noses with their hands. After overcoming the initial pain, they continued to remain silent, saying nothing, and did not even move their bodies.
From the fortification not far away, another undisguised curse came from the Japanese, but this time it was in Japanese, and the soldiers couldn't quite understand it.
One said: "Xiaogu-kun, you spoke really good Chinese just now, and you pretended to be very similar. If I were the Eighth Route Army lurking in the grass, I would definitely jump out and fight you."
The Japs known as Xiao Gu, holding a light machine gun, fired a few more random shots at the weeds, then put away the gun and said with a smile: "It seems there are no enemies here, let's continue to explore the next location!" "
It turns out that what happened just now was just a test by the Japanese. The Japanese did not discover the guard company in the grass, but it was just a routine investigation.
"Don't move, I've discovered you, come out!"
Bang bang bang——
Gunfire rang out not far away, mixed with the Japanese's somewhat broken Chinese.
The little devil's temptation moved in another direction.
The monk, who was still crawling in the weeds, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
No near misses.
This patch of weeds is quite large and can be approximated as a rectangle. The monk and the soldiers from the guard company crawled on one side of the rectangle. If they wanted to reach the other side parallel to it, there was still more than 200 meters away.
After the Japanese scouts gradually moved away, the monk started moving again, slowly advancing forward while crawling.
Everyone cannot move forward together, as this will cause the entire area of the weeds to shake, which can be easily detected by other Japanese soldiers on the frontline fortifications.
So after arriving at the edge of the weed field, the team divided into three infiltration groups.
For example, in the group led by the monk, the monk crawled forward alone. After advancing two meters, the monk stopped and the shaking of the weeds gradually stopped. The second soldier behind him then used the same movement to borrow Following the traces of the monk's crawling, he continued to crawl forward.
The whole group is like a caterpillar. At this moment, there are three caterpillars in this grassland, separated by a certain distance, slowly advancing forward with the wriggling movement of local joints.
Until the partial joints of the monk group, and when it came to the thirteenth warrior, this warrior remained motionless.
After waiting for a moment, he saw that the soldier in front still did not move. The soldier behind him knelt forward for half a meter. After approaching the soldier, he felt the large area of moisture coming from the soldier's abdomen with his hand.
He reached out his hand and quietly probed the warrior's breath, but he didn't feel any breath.
This warrior with an iron will, in order to avoid the entire team being exposed, accepted death silently in this dead night.
When human nature faces death, there will always be unavoidable fear.
No one knows what the soldier was thinking before he died.
What kind of courage and willpower allowed him to face this bleak life and dripping blood.
War is not heroic, but tragic!
The soldier behind him hesitated for a moment, and then took action. He slowly crawled over the body of his comrade who had lost his voice. Just before he left this comrade who had turned his head and smiled at him to convey sign language, his eyes were filled with tears. I couldn't help but burst into tears.
The soldiers behind him crawled over the body of the sacrificed comrade one by one in increasing silence. After the grief and anger passed, their eyes shone with an increasingly determined look.
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The night is getting quieter and quieter!
At about 8:50, the monk finally led three groups to the frontier area of the weed field.
Completed the order given by regiment leader Kong Jie that the guard company should lurk in the weed area before nine o'clock.
This place is only about 300 meters away from the Japanese frontline fortifications. Once the soldiers launch a charge, they can break through the Japanese fortifications within tens of seconds.
The blood flowing from his abdomen has soaked the earth.
The blood on his arms and thighs was still flowing quietly.
The wounds caused by the hits are so great that it is difficult for these wounds to heal automatically through the coagulation of platelets without the assistance of external force.
In fact, it only takes a few moments of simple movement.
These wounds can be bandaged.
But the soldier who injured his arm and thigh did not move.
At this moment, in their eyes, there are only the necessary actions to complete the task. Everything else is superfluous and may lead to extraneous actions, without even thinking about them.
No one is taking any chances.
Including company commander Wei Dayong, they were crawling on their knees, even a second before the battle broke out. The arms supporting the ground were numb and they had to endure it; the body that had not moved for a long time was stiff and they had to endure it; During the journey, weeds scratched my skin and cut my face, but I had to endure it.
All the patience and waiting are just for the final explosion.
The mystery of time is that the more painful you are, the longer it lasts.
With more than a hundred soldiers from the Guard Company standing still like a rock, time seemed to have been deliberately slowed down and slowly crawled forward.
As the passage continued, no one knew how much time passed, and then the Japanese fired several shots into the weeds.
But the Japanese probably didn't expect that the soldiers were lurking in the weeds right under their noses.
The bullets fired went towards the middle and rear areas of the grassy field, perfectly avoiding the soldiers of the guard company lurking in the front area of the grassy field.
The night is getting more and more dead!
The battle between the Eighth Route Army and the Ishii Regiment also came to a complete halt.
Time passed forward for another half an hour, and after no movement was seen, the yawning Ishii Haraichi had reason to believe that the Eighth Route Army's attack was over.
After daybreak, reinforcements arrived, and these Eight Route Army soldiers were forced to retreat.
It was close to 11 o'clock at night, and after the exhausted Japanese army left some warning troops, the remaining Japanese soldiers set up fortifications and lay down or lay down one by one to rest in the trenches.
The Japanese would never have thought that right under their noses, in the weedy grassland 300 meters away, more than a hundred soldiers from the Guard Company of the Independent Regiment were crawling motionless in the grass, each with their eyes wide. The ground is open.
Boom——
Artillery shells exploded at the Japanese frontline fortifications, completely breaking the dead silence of the night in the mountains and forests. The battle quickly escalated and became more intense.
The Japanese soldiers who had just fallen asleep due to exhaustion woke up one by one. In panic, they crawled on the side of the trench, guarding against the Eighth Route Army's attack.
The clouds were blown away by the night wind, and the moonlight became a little brighter.
The monk moved his stiff left arm slightly, exposed his wrist, and looked at his watch. It happened to be eleven o'clock.
The explosion of the artillery shells sent the signal of an imminent attack, and the eyes of the soldiers of the guard company became brighter and brighter.
Boom boom boom boom——
The shells were fired one after another, and they showed no intention of stopping as they became more intense.
The Japanese's forward fortifications, including second- and third-line fortifications, were soon completely submerged by artillery shells.
The intensity of the artillery bombardment suddenly launched by the independent regiment was unprecedented.
Such a battle awakened Ishiihara, "Instruct all ministries to immediately prepare for a decisive battle and beware of the Eighth Route Army's general attack!"
Ishii Haraichi's order was issued. In addition to leaving some sentries on the Japanese's third-line fortifications, the rest of the Japanese hid in the cat's-ear hole fortifications added to the trenches that had been dug long ago to avoid the independent regiment's attack. shelling...
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