Akita Yokoji was in that kind of mindless command mode. He would only drive fewer and fewer soldiers under his command to fight back desperately, and could not form an effective counterattack at all. No matter which direction the Japanese move, food will be delivered to their doorstep.
In the distance, Wen San and Chen Liren stood together. Wen San just watched the changes on the battlefield calmly, and at this time he felt reassured. Although only about half of the Japanese were eliminated, the remaining people were driven in different directions. Not only did they have to withstand the bombardment of artillery shells, they also had to face attacks from multiple directions.
The firepower of Lao Wan's heavy machine platoon and Gao Xiaobing's three platoons have begun to move forward, further compressing the Japanese's already small living space.
There is basically no suspense in this battle.
"How long did it take? We defeated two squadrons of Japanese soldiers! The fighting power of your unit is too strong. The firepower is even more fierce. The firepower of our regiment is far inferior to yours." ." Chen Liren no longer knew how to describe what he saw.
He seemed to see a team of fake devils. With their past combat capabilities, the Japanese could quickly organize a counterattack even if they faced the fighting situation in Jiaozuo. But the Japs in these two squadrons seemed to have lost their combat skill packs.
"Firepower is only one factor. The key is that I dare to divide my troops and divide my artillery platoon into three, forming three sharp flying knives. These three flying knives are important weapons that destroy the Japanese's confidence in combat."
"Not only did the platoon have fierce firepower, I also assigned them a heavy machine gun squad. Under the favorable terrain, they blocked the Japs on this side of the river and successfully compressed the Japs' living space into a very small area. Inside. Not only will the enemy’s strength advantage not be reflected, the artillery bombing will increase the enemy’s casualties and quickly undermine their confidence in combat.”
"No matter what the situation is, after more than half of a unit's casualties, the soldiers' fighting will has dropped to freezing point. What can the remaining devils do to resist our attack?"
Wen San explained his tactics very clearly this time. Chen Liren on the side felt like a primary school student, completely confused as to why Wen San could arrange such a complex yet effective tactic in such a short period of time.
However, his troops performed very well, and even those broken troops who had just joined in performed very well.
I have to say that the role of role models is really great.
Wen San ignored Chen Liren, who was already in a state of panic. His command ability was not at the same level as his own. Even if I explain it so thoroughly, there are still things I don’t understand.
"Wang Mazi, send them a signal immediately, and all ministries will launch a general attack. Within a quarter of an hour, I don't want to see any Japanese alive." Wen San called the communications squad leader over.
They did not yet have a professional bugler, nor did they have a charge horn used on the battlefield. Normally, Wang Mazi's subordinate Lu Bu would be the one to give orders.
In the event of war, this method will naturally not work. Bullets on the battlefield don't have eyes. If you dare to run around, you might be hit by a bullet flying from somewhere.
Fortunately, Wang Mazi was not stupid. He made several pieces of cloth with different colors, each representing different meanings. Then after communicating with the platoon leaders of each squad, you can use it as Wen San's starting flag.
Wang Mazi was seen waving a red command flag, and a few seconds later, the firepower from all sides became fierce again. The shells were fired at the place where the Japanese gathered for free.
After a round of fierce attacks, each row of soldiers began to charge and pounced on the few remaining Japanese soldiers.
"Other troops cannot afford to fight such a battle. How can there be such light and heavy weapons for them to use? Look at the shells you fired, I'm afraid there are almost two bases, right?" Chen Liren finally came to his senses.
Both surprised and sighing. However, his attention was still focused on the equipment advantages of Wen San's various ministries. This is the only way he can see clearly.
"You want to save ammunition during the war? Are you afraid that your soldiers will not die enough? Look at these equipments, which one is issued by the government? If the equipment is gone, it can be handed over to the Japanese. Is it difficult? This Our capture will definitely be much more than the ammunition consumed."
Wen San looked like you didn't understand him at all, which made Chen Liren feel a little ashamed. But the facts are before our eyes, and the real achievements are not fake.
I don’t want to accept it, but I have to accept it in my heart!
At this moment, Chen Liren felt some regret again. If he had surrendered earlier, wouldn't he have joined this team? He could predict with his toes that this army would achieve countless military exploits in the future.
Wen San's level will probably rise like a rocket, and he will also have the opportunity to drink some soup. However, it's too late, now I'm afraid even my own life will be lost.
"Company Commander Wen, how many casualties do you estimate there will be on your side?" This was Chen Liren's only thought. If Wen San's troops suffered serious casualties, he would not be considered a loser.
"Preliminary estimates suggest that the total number of casualties will not exceed 50, and the number of sacrificed soldiers should be within 20." Wen San's answer was very confident.
Killing this Japanese squadron of more than 400 people, his company commander's casualties were limited to 50. The main reason is that the terrain is too flat and there is no usable place, otherwise the casualties here will be reduced.
Even with the astonishing battle-loss ratio that the Japanese can achieve, his troops can still achieve it, and they must do it better!
"The number of casualties is so small? How is it possible!" Chen Liren still couldn't believe Wen San's words, even though the battle was fought under his nose.
It feels so unreal.
"Is it possible that we won't find out soon? The battle will be over soon." Wen San pointed to the distance. The remaining Japanese had basically been eliminated. There were broken limbs and broken arms of the Japanese everywhere, and Japanese soldiers lay scattered on the ground.
"Clean the battlefield quickly and evacuate with all supplies." Wen San knew that the Japanese plane would come soon. At the beginning of the war, the Japanese squadron leader Inoue Conscience had already called for air support.
The ministries acted very quickly, so things were already familiar to them.
After a while, the battle losses of various ministries were reported. After Wang Mazi made statistics, he reported the data to Wen San.
"The total number of casualties in the unit is 48, including 15 soldiers who died and 9 were seriously injured. The remaining personnel can continue to participate in the battle."
"Chen Liren, from now on, your life is mine." Wen San looked at the battle report, glanced at Chen Liren, then turned to Wang Mazi and said, "Take away all the brothers who died. The seriously injured brothers were bandaged and put on stretchers without aggravating their injuries."
The expression on Chen Liren's face became very strange, and his mood was quite complicated. Although he lost his life to Wen San, Wen San didn't do anything to him, which showed that this man had other plans. In other words, he will eventually be valued and reused by Wen San.
Blessings are where disasters lie, and misfortunes are where blessings depend. Some things are so unpredictable that it's really hard to describe them in words.
