The sky slowly turned white, not majestic or breathtaking.
The sky was filled only with artillery fire and gunpowder smoke.
The streets near the city gate were filled only with fear and death.
The whistling of bullets continued, and many people jumped out of the hidden houses. With a burst of fierce gunfire and screams at the street entrance, the blood of the soldiers was once again spilled on the offensive road.
Liu Xiaoshan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead because of fear, and his right hand holding the shell gun kept shaking.
He lit a cigarette to steady himself, but his left hand holding the match could not aim at the cigarette butt.
Extreme fear seized him and drained all the energy from his body!
His entire squad of commandos fell in the street.
He leaned against the brick wall dejectedly, with two grenades and an explosive pack remaining beside him.
The gunpowder smoke on the street was accompanied by the smell of blood, which strongly stimulated his nasal cavity.
The leader and the others were in the room not far behind. He couldn't bear it any longer. He filled the magazine of the shell gun with bullets, pressed down the machine head and inserted it into his back. He stood up against the wall and picked up the explosive with his left hand. The bag was tucked under his arm, while cursing the damn Japanese and puppet soldiers.
He cautiously stuck his head out and looked at the enemy's firepower on the street, pulled out his rifle and fired, "Bang bang bang..."
Based on his feeling, he fired a three-point shot at the intersection where the enemy was hiding.
The enemies on the opposite side raised their guns and fired back. Bullets hit the windows, the door frames banged, and bursts of dust rose up.
As if he remembered something, he no longer hesitated and threw a grenade outward. With the flash of light and gunpowder smoke caused by the delayed explosion, he immediately rushed out of the broken house, threw another grenade forward, and then drew out the shell gun again. He ran forward crazily against the wall.
The distance of more than fifty meters was not too far. Based on his feeling, he suddenly fell to the ground until the grenade in front exploded again. He didn't think much and immediately stood up. The shell gun in his hand fired wildly at the enemy until it was empty. bullets in it.
There were still twenty meters away from the city gate, so he did not choose to rush forward, because there were two machine guns directly above the city gate, and a dozen Japanese soldiers were shooting with rifles. He knew that he would not be able to rush through by himself.
I could only regret it, and threw the explosive bag forward that had pulled the fuse, regardless of my own safety.
However, before he could lie down on the ground, a flurry of bullets pierced his chest.
Boom, there was a loud noise, and the shops on both sides of the street that had already had their doors and windows blown away were shaken by the shock wave again, and some houses collapsed directly.
The city gate made a harsh creaking sound, but it still remained closed intact.
A ray of golden sunshine slowly shot out from the east, and after a while, the ray turned into a patch.
Its daybreak!
The Japanese colonel who had come from Meixian early to ambush in the city had a ferocious smile on his face. He stayed in the city for two days, and Tubal Road outside the city finally officially attacked!
He felt that there was no need to call ministries in nearby counties for reinforcements.
Because the Special High School had discovered the Eighth Route Army's intentions long ago and therefore made arrangements in advance.
There was nowhere to vent his anger, so he had already hidden enough troops in the city.
One can imagine how difficult it would be to attack the county town in an eight-pronged attack without even two heavy artillery pieces.
Can it be useful just by relying on a large number of people?
Attacking battles are different from the guerrilla ambush battles, chase battles, and sparrow battles that the Eighth Route Army is good at. Don't even think about detours, outflanks, ambushes, mines, tunnels, and other sneaky tricks.
It's purely about who has the advantageous terrain, strength, firepower, and equipment.
As for the Japanese Major, do you think your conspiracy will succeed if you cut my phone line?
Can you influence me to deploy troops and generals?
Demo, I still have a radio station! But I won't increase my troops. You want to send reinforcements?
There are no doors. In fact, there are not many troops in the nearby counties. How about inviting the security forces to come for reinforcements? Are you kidding me?
Is Tubalu getting hot-headed? The colonel was overjoyed that he actually carried out a suicide attack.
We have raided the mountains countless times, and these dirty roads always reappear. This time, let me see where you go.
All of this was in his eyes. If there weren't really a lot of Eighth Route Army soldiers outside, he might have ordered his men to carry out a banzai charge in the city before dawn, first clearing out the Tuba Road people who had sneaked into the city to cause trouble.
Should the inside be coordinated with the outside? Don’t even look at how many troops I have now! It's dawn, and I'll show you which flowers are the reddest!
Colonel raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already dawn. What was the difference between looking at it and not looking at it? He just habitually wanted to remember the time when he gave the order.
What are you waiting for?
Stretching out his big hand, the Japanese soldier beside him picked up the phone. The major took it and sang to the birds inside for a while.
Not long after, three armored vehicles started up in the military camp in the city. With a roar, an infantry squad filed out of the barracks and ran to line up behind the armored vehicles, preparing to cooperate.
There were more than 20 motorcycles next to them with crooked machine guns mounted on them, ready to go.
There were three cars parked behind, and a standard artillery squadron was preparing. Their mission was to attack the eight-pronged attack outside the city.
There are more than 200 people in the artillery squadron, about a dozen people in the squadron headquarters, about a dozen observation school shooting teams, an ammunition handling team of more than 20 people, 20 chief and deputy shooters, ten mortars and two basic ammunition on the car. Already prepared, there were fifteen Japanese soldiers, ready to operate a Type 92 infantry gun hanging on the back of one of the cars, and the rest were carrying luggage.
The Japanese Major was directly above the city gate, giving orders to the Japanese Captain in the military camp on the phone.
Train station outside the city.
Captain Lu looked at a large number of people who were enthusiastically demolishing the railway and the tracks.
"I didn't expect that your independent team was so strong in the battle and captured the station in the middle of the night." The division commander who had just arrived shook Captain Lu's hand and said with a worried look.
Commander Lu also frowned: "You are too generous. I think something is wrong. They launched an attack on the guard station after dark. The Japs didn't seem to resist at all. In less than an hour after the attack, the Japs marched along the railway line. He ran south."
The commander also felt strange: "It's impossible for the Japanese to let us take over the station so easily. They must have a conspiracy, but no matter how they arrange it, this battle still has to be fought!"
"Also, we found that most of the warehouses are empty. Maybe the Japs have gotten the news a long time ago, or maybe the national army and the Japs have reached some kind of tacit agreement?" Captain Lu asked worriedly. His worries were not unreasonable. Years ago, the die-hards of the national army had attacked the base areas in tacit agreement with the Japanese.
"Don't worry, it's impossible to keep everything secret for a battle of this scale. It's normal for the Japs to be prepared in advance. We can't underestimate the Japs' intelligence analysis capabilities." The commander also frowned: "Even if the Japs are with someone These people have colluded, and this battle must be fought. We must let the devils know that we Chinese have never lacked soldiers with courage!"
"How is the situation with the county attack?" Commander Lu asked subconsciously.
"It's not going well. I came here just to see how the situation is here. Now that the station has been taken, just leave it to the county brigade to handle it. You can quickly take someone with me to the county seat to have a look."
"Commander, why are you here at the front line? Hey, hello, Commander Lu, are you done there? Commander, it's almost dawn now, and the ammunition of each department is insufficient. If we continue to fight, we won't be able to gain much advantage!" Looking at it! The commander and the leader of the independent regiment walked into the frontline trench. A regiment commander next to them hurried forward and explained the battlefield situation in a few words.
The commander was holding a telescope and staring at the county wall in the distance: "This is a bit strange. The secret service team agreed to cooperate inside and outside to blow open the city gate. However, there is no trace of them so far. What have they done?"
The leader thought for a while: "I estimate that the Japs may have received the news in advance and made arrangements in the city. Our divisional special agent team suffered too many losses in the Japs' raid last time, and the number of personnel has not been replenished to one-third of the original number. They...may still be waiting for the opportunity!"
"Waiting for a damn chance, I fought all night and couldn't find any chance, so I turned around and evacuated him." The commander looked at the white sky in the distance with an angry look on his face.
