From Zhaozhuang Village to the west for more than 40 miles to Tang County, it is all plains. From Tang County to the west, it gradually enters the hilly area. The hills continue to the southern foot of Taihang Mountain, a hundred miles away. The Taihang Mountain stretches here and has narrowed. The narrowest point It's only more than forty miles.
A little north of the southern foothills of Taihang Mountain, in the barren mountains and harsh waters, is where the Eighth Route Army is stationed.
The slightly flatter eastern mountainous and hilly area at the southern end of the mountain is home to the Sun Chuanfang Department of the newly formed Fifth Army, and the Pang Bing Department of the 34th National Army Group Army is stationed in the same hilly terrain to the west.
The Japanese and puppet troops have gathered and have begun to attack the newly formed Fifth Army and the 34th Group Army on the east and west sides of the junction of Shanxi, Henan and Hebei...
The war is imminent, and the Japanese headquarters has no interest in turning its attention to small-scale battlefields like Zhaozhuang Village.
The leading troops from the front of the bandits have arrived at Zhaozhuang Village, both sides.
There were more than ten leading bandit troops on both wings, stopping two to three hundred meters north of the ditch.
It was clear that piles of soil about calf-high like tombs stretched from the bank of the Wei River along the irrigation canals to the west until they were no longer visible!
The earthy Eighth Route Army was really powerful. They dug such a long trench in less than half a day!
Bandits are not an army. Most people are completely confused when it is their first time to fight such a positional battle.
However, there were also some defeated soldiers in the bandit guild gate. It was immediately obvious that the Eighth Route guerrillas on the opposite side were really serious about this move and wanted to fight a positional battle!
The defeated soldiers completely froze.
"How is it possible? How could the Eighth Route Army dare to fight a positional battle?" The two defeated soldiers lay on the ground, repeatedly and carefully observing the southern position.
"Eight groups dare to engage in positional warfare, so what the hell are we doing?" Another murmured, as if he couldn't believe that this would happen in front of his eyes.
The force holding the gun in his hand seemed to be trying to rub his body into the soil.
A certain guild leader finally came to his senses at this time. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away, cursing in his heart: Are you using me as cannon fodder? There are no doors.
This guy returned to the team at the back, and some did not dare to look into the eyes of the old bandit Qi: "Uncle Qi... This junior is a little ashamed. For the sake of my nephew honoring you every year, don't use my brothers as cannon fodder..."
Old Bandit Qi didn't understand the situation at first, until he stepped forward and looked at those familiar positions. He never thought that this was the most commonly used tactic of the old army!
Only part of those ditches and mounds had people behind them! Where there was no land, the original shallow trenches were used as communication trenches.
I felt in a daze, and suddenly regretted that I didn't ask the man named Hu why he followed his "enemy" Chiang Kai-shek during the morning negotiation!
What he hated the most in his heart was this kind of person. He had been thinking about how to take Hu as a prisoner, and then ask about the situation before lighting the sky lantern, but suddenly he realized that this guy who recognized the thief as his father was not an economical lamp at all!
The anger and shame in his heart deepened, and he shook his head at the sect leader with a calm tone: "It's okay, you haven't fought in positional warfare, I don't blame you."
The leader of the Huidao Sect listened, but his heart sank suddenly. He had long known that the person in front of him could not express his emotions and anger. The calmer he was, the worse the result would be!
Things are indeed developing in the worst direction. It seems that it will happen this time.
Wang Sanzhu was very smart and never took the middle road from beginning to end. After yesterday's battle, he finally understood that the theories he learned in the military academy were no problem for fighting ordinary bandits and guerrillas, but in the face of the regular "guerrillas" of the national army, Just a scumbag.
At this moment, he was standing in the crowd behind the old bandit Qi, not showing off his appearance, but in his heart he was thinking about what he should do if... he encountered such a thing! Should the army press forward in full force, or should people be sent to test the firepower first?
If there are three people walking together, there must be my teacher. We should learn as we go, so we actually looked at the Taoist leader with excitement in his eyes.
The old bandit Qi recovered his thoughts, paused, suddenly lowered his voice, and said to the leader of the guild: "Send someone to shoot a few shots in front of the Eighth Route Army position. Remember, the bullets must hit the mounds on the ground, so big Can you achieve your goal?"
At that moment, the Taoist leader was stunned for a moment, and he was overjoyed: "Is there really no need to attack?"
Old Bandit Qi frowned subconsciously and his face immediately turned cold: "If you speak louder, I will let you charge now!"
The leader of the Huidao Sect immediately took a deep breath. After so many years of experience as the boss, he immediately found his voice: "Uncle Qi, just watch it. I promise to do as you tell me!"
Wang Sanzhu behind him also immediately understood Uncle Qi's intentions and couldn't help but admire him. Firstly, he won people's hearts. Secondly, he called the security forces behind to supervise the battle. Thinking about how he was still thinking about how to fight, he couldn't help but blush. It seemed that he We still have to learn more about fighting this battle.
...
The bandit on the front stopped in the south of the village and pointed south.
The girl held a telescope in her hand and looked in the trench for a while. She accidentally turned around and found that the reserve team of the National Army guerrillas was setting up artillery behind them. She immediately jumped over and got closer.
His eyes were fixed on the green, brand-new mortar in the distance, and he didn't even pay attention to the friendly artillery guard post next to him.
Until the police sentry grabbed her little arm and lifted her up, her petite body turned half a circle off the ground, and a sharp shout came into her ears: "Stop, you girl, this is a military restricted area, get out of here." !”
As soon as the girl heard this, she came back to her senses, quickly stood firm on the ground, struggled to free her little arm, and immediately smiled the most beautiful smile in the world: "Hey, my name is Chang Hongying, I am from the Eighth Route Army... .Monitor, hehe, I just came to take a look... Hehe... have a look..."
The guard sentry had an expressionless face: "Not to mention the squad leader, even the company commander! Leave quickly!"
The girl is not angry either: "Hey... we are friendly forces, aren't we here to exchange combat experience with you..."
"Please leave here immediately, this is your first warning!" The guard's face turned dark, and after saying that, he immediately reached out and turned off the safety of the submachine gun hanging on his chest.
The friendly platoon leader not far behind frowned and looked at the girl who was going crazy with the guard post. He couldn't help but feel happy. This Eighth Route Army actually brought a girl with him to the battlefield. The rhythm?
Not paying attention to the crisp sound of whooshing, he shouted to the warning sentry not far away: "Let her come here..."
The girl immediately bypassed the security guard who turned on the submachine gun's safety and stared intently, and ran straight to the artillery platoon leader, staring with clear eyes: "Hey, brother, you are so nice... uh... what's your name?" name?"
The platoon leader glanced at the courageous girl and replied casually: "Wang Baichuan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the girl had already turned her eyes to the mortar that the gunner was manipulating next to her: "Hey, little girl... do you know what this is?"
The girl started to drool and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Hello, Brother Wang, I know...know...this is a cannon..."
The soldiers who had set up the mortars and were adjusting them immediately became happy and laughed together: "This girl is really interesting..."
Wang Baichuan was speechless and explained: "This is called a mortar... Tell me which girl you are from!"
The girl rolled her eyes in a circle, returned to Wang Baichuan, and waved her little arms vigorously: "Hey, my name is Chang Hongying, don't look at me as a kid, I am the squad leader of the Eighth Route Army!"
"Squad leader? Hahaha." A man who was tired from the cannon drill was drinking water, and a large mouthful of water immediately spurted out...
Wang Baichuan next to him was also stunned for a moment: "I heard that there is a children's group on the Eighth Route... Hey... let me ask you... how many little kids do you have under you?"
"Not many, just about ten..." The girl thought for a while and said honestly: "They will also be here in two days..."
Wang Baichuan was happy. He glanced at the distance to the north. There were ridges on the open field as distance markings. The artillery observers were already collecting tape measures. The preparations were completed.
Before the war, I had nothing to do anyway, so I thought it would be good to tease this little girl, so I immediately said seriously: "I tell you, this is called a mortar, the cannon that everyone often calls, and that is called a howitzer, and the little devil's one is called a mortar. It's called a mountain cannon...the small cannon is called a grenade..."
Not long after, a team from the south carrying ammunition for the friendly forces just returned. Li Xiang, who was walking in front, carried the barrel of the gun, and Wan Bao, who was behind, carried a seat on his back and chatted all the way. Behind them, the second battalion and the ninth There are more than ten soldiers in each battalion, carrying about ten boxes of artillery shells on their shoulders...
The girl opened her eyes and counted the boxes carefully, there were more than ten boxes! I have calculated it on my fingers several times...
That's more than thirty rounds of artillery shells...
There are also several iron boxes with bullets inside...
It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that the national army is rich. Commander Long... is really generous!
Thanks to Angry Ji, two more chapters...
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