It was finally bright. The captain of the leading baggage company was shot in the back but survived. Seeing that the mule and horse convoy had gone away, the pseudo-company commander quickly called his men to leave this unfortunate place.
Listening to the sound of gunfire, there were indeed not many people hiding in the sorghum fields to ambush. If we weren't escorting the baggage, we would have to pick out these bastards one by one today and shoot them to death!
There were more than twenty injured puppet soldiers on the ground, and it was not yet known how many were dead. A dull rifle sound came from the green gauze tent again.
"Ah!" A puppet soldier just grabbed the rifle of his injured comrade, and immediately fell over. The bullet penetrated his lungs, and he vomited a fishy smell.
The puppet company commander was angry: "Hit me, beat me hard." The puppet soldiers who were about to leave quickly squatted down again, raised their guns, and fired fiercely into the sorghum forest.
The puppet company commander did not fight back in the sorghum field. He felt that it was a bit evil, so he immediately ordered his men to rush in and kill the despicable attackers. A squad of seven or eight puppet soldiers received the order, picked up grenades and threw them into the sorghum field. Following seven or eight figures, they rushed into the sorghum field one after another.
"Oh, why did you bring a gun to your door?" The big dog was almost hit by a grenade. He shook the dirt from his head and was furious: "Spread out and get close to fight. The puppet soldiers outside don't dare to throw grenades." ." Bang bang bang. The sound of gunshots in the green gauze tent suddenly became dense. Lin Moru made such a reasonable sentence. The pseudo-company commander could barely remember it after listening to the storytelling for two years.
How could the puppet soldiers who had forgotten their ancestors know that they were setting up an ambush? It seems that they were stupid enough to shoot at grandma's house. In the past, they could even bully people with three guns. How could they treat these people on the roadside?
Take "bandits" seriously! As for the Eighth Route Army's fierce fighting yesterday, in the eyes of the puppet troops, they were the main force of the Eighth Route Army and had long since been driven eastward by the imperial army.
The pseudo-company commander who knows that he has learned the ancient teachings does indeed have the potential to commit suicide. If Hu Yi hadn't been afraid of beating the puppet army's leading pots, pans, and baggage team too hard, the puppet army behind would have taken a detour.
It is estimated that at least half of the 100 men under him are dead now, not to mention that Minfro Fugui, who was shouting to run away earlier, is very depressed, saying that the battle is going to be lost, but his machine gun has not yet fired.
The puppet army was beaten by a squad of big dogs until they were unable to find their way. Okay, big dog, if you like to play, I will just watch the fun and act as an audience.
"Company commander, why are you laughing?"
"Tell me, does it feel good for a big dog to be bombed by a puppet soldier's grenade?" Luo Fu smiled disdainfully. The Japanese commander of the transport convoy following behind stood on the roof of the chariot and looked through his binoculars.
The Japs behind, who were sweating from the sun, almost scolded the commander that he was his brother and his sisters were all kabuki performers. The puppet soldiers who came back reported that the baggage in front was attacked by more than ten bandit soldiers.
More than ten bandits? Does the mantis block the car? then. The leading tracked armored tank immediately roared and charged eastward with fury.
The Japanese infantry squadron immediately ran to follow up. A large number of civilians followed behind, driving mules and carriages.
Behind them, the puppet city defenders took a long time to emerge from the shady sorghum field and slowly pulled away.
The imperial army had already encircled Yongnian County, and then reduced the encirclement to attack the city. The demand for ammunition in positional warfare and critical battles is relatively high.
The imperial army set out overnight, lightly armed, and the bullets and shells they brought with them could at most last until dark. The baggage train is likely to encounter emergencies along the way, so be prepared in advance.
In front of the imperial army's chariot, everything was a mess. Of course, the Japanese are also good at summarizing battles. Yesterday’s battle saw casualties
"Relatively" big, the main problem lies in the bombing of the stone bridge. Otherwise, with the invincible chariots of the imperial army, not a single one of those eight soldiers could escape.
As for how many holes were punched through the Japanese plane, how could the arrogant pilot tell these stupid army infantrymen?
"Report, the enemy's vanguard has an armored vehicle, twelve cars, cannons behind them, and numerous mules and carriages. The number of enemies is about one squadron, and there is at least one battalion of puppet troops behind them." The soldier in charge of reconnaissance came to the river.
"So many people?" Madman Yang, who was guarding the river, was stunned for a moment: "Hurry up and report to the battalion commander." After saying this, he waved his hand and more than fifty militiamen who were resting by the river immediately got up from the ground.
Hoes, pickaxes and shovels all went into battle. On the small river about three meters wide, there is a stone bridge with three holes and a span of about one meter each.
The stone is covered with nearly half a meter of soil. What the militiamen had to do was simple: burn down the bridges. Hu Yi, who was too tired to open his eyes, was shaken awake: "Coming?" The scout quickly told the enemy's situation. Hu Yi frowned as he looked at the militiamen who were busy on the bridge.
In less than a minute, an order was immediately issued for the scout to inform Madman Yang to stop demolishing the bridge. Madman Yang came to Hu Yi: "What's wrong?" Hu Yi shook his head: "The reason why the Japs didn't pay attention to the small bridge is very simple. Even if we demolish the bridge, we can't stop the Japs. They have heavy troops to do this themselves, and they build temporary bridges." It’s not difficult to build a bridge.”
"That's right." Madman Yang nodded. Hu Yi looked around: "Besides, there are roads on both sides of the river. The devils can take a detour at any time."
"How about that?" Madman Yang has outstanding personal abilities. It's no problem to lead small groups of troops to attack and other things. But when it comes to command, it's okay in theory, but he has no practical experience.
It's very simple. As the elite of the national army, the paratrooper is the face. He has hardly participated in any decent battles during his service.
Later, with the New Fifth Army, they also had no chance to perform. Hu Yi, who went to a military academy, has more experience on the battlefield. He worked as a front-line combat unit and fought many large-scale battles with the army.
The combat arrangements for regiment-level units have long been thoroughly understood. It was just a battalion of puppet troops. With the help of a company's team to ambush Qingsha Zhang, he was completely confident that he could win.
But the enemy has armored vehicles, which is a completely different matter. The commander's thinking will change depending on the number of troops under his command and the strength of the enemy. Simply put, this battle cannot be fought.
Madman Yang did not think about the problem along the lines of large-scale combat. Suddenly he suggested to Hu Yi: "I think this can be done now!" Does this person not want to recite the Three-Character Sutra?
Do you want to enlarge the move? Hu Yi looked at Madman Yang with some curiosity: "Tell me!" Madman Yang simply drew a picture on the ground: "We still follow the assault tactics. The attraction of the mules and big dogs in front has already worked. Then, after the Japanese armored vehicles come over, We will definitely go straight to the mules, wait for the Japs to load up the cars and the infantry, and then attack the cars behind them to block the Japs infantry from the cars. At this time, we only need to deal with the Japs rear group in front of the cars, and we are doing it from the side. During the raid, the green gauze tents on both sides of the road were densely packed, and the little devil could not open up the formation. At this time, we set up a machine gun position on the first car, and the militiamen followed the car to move things. If the little devil opened his machine gun, he could only hit the car, not the fire. They can only watch us move things, I don’t believe they are willing to take a car!” What a talent!
Hu Yi nodded: "It makes sense. Then block the puppet troops behind, thus cutting the enemy into three sections. The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark. We actually only need to concentrate our forces to deal with the Japanese rear troops in front of the car, and The vanguard of the puppet army behind the car."
"Did it?" Madman Yang saw that the Japanese were desperate for his life, and he really didn't have much interest in fighting the puppet army. Hu Yi thought for a while: "Choose the ambush location about a mile behind the mule's ambush. Give up the ambush in the open area!" The ambush location must be chosen in a place with dense green gauze tents.
Although there were many Japanese and puppet troops, the team could not expand at all. The enemies that the Ninth Battalion actually faced were no more than a small group of Japanese, and the leading company of the puppet troops that was defeated in a single fight.
The order was given. Everyone immediately stood up, began to check weapons, and began to divide into teams. Hu Yi thought of a problem. The militiamen with the same supplies as cars might suffer huge losses if Ci Bu had troops!
