"The Tuba Road sniper who killed Kuroki is hiding on the west side of the highway." The Japanese observer who returned to the top of the gun tower to take up his position did not finish his words when a bullet accurately hit the observer's chest.
The messenger who went to the top of the building holding the signal flag and was about to convey the firing order just waved the flag and fell behind the crenel.
The sharpshooters of the 23rd Regiment, who received a request from the guard battalion to shoot at the top of the turret, finally found an opportunity to shoot.
The soldier was in disbelief. At a distance of nearly four hundred meters, he actually hit the target?
The Japanese lying in the trench were waiting impatiently, but the captain in the turret still did not give the shooting order.
Those Tubalu who broke out of the green gauze tent were very cunning.
After charging to half the distance, they all lay down in the open field and fired cold shots at the imperial army's position.
Then, a large number of figures roaring and charging appeared in the green gauze on both sides of the southeast and southwest highways.
The Eighth Route Army launched a massive attack from the south, and the leader of the Japanese artillery squadron, who had been shooting in the northwest, quickly ordered the mortar grenades to change direction.
Regardless of whether the flagman on the top of the gun tower gave any orders, he directly ordered his mortar grenades to fire.
The 92nd Infantry Artillery, which had just fired a few rounds, did not immediately turn its muzzle and continued to fire in the northwest direction.
The ordering soldier was killed. The Japanese deputy archer next to him quickly copied the flag. He was shouting in a hurry and was about to wave his flag to order the Japanese in the south to fight back.
The continuous shelling and explosions completely covered up the frantic chirping of the Japanese machine gunner's deputy shooter.
Xiong Eryan, who had already given the shooting order, couldn't sit still.
Tubal Road in the south has rushed out of the green gauze tent, and found that the warriors south of the gun tower were motionless.
He quickly pulled away the observer behind the shooting hole, and immediately found that a large number of his men were lying in the trench, and no one opened fire.
Immediately there was definitely a problem in conveying the order, and he immediately turned around and stared fiercely at the messenger waiting next to him: "Eight, give the order to shoot immediately."
The ninth battalion was deployed in Qingsha to the northwest of the gun tower.
To the southwest, in Qingshazhong.
Madman Yang, Big Dog Li and Lao San led the Japanese pretending to be the Eighth Route Army in a large circle in the green gauze tent.
Suddenly, I heard a dense explosion of artillery shells hitting the ground in the northwest direction.
Then a large group of people appeared in the south, shouting for death.
Hurry to the west and just meet up with the two grenade group soldiers Wen and Wuquan who are running away horizontally.
Wen Wuquan, who had just been shocked by the big commotion caused by the Japanese 92nd Infantry Cannon, almost got angry when he saw the three people suddenly emerging from the green gauze tent.
With wide eyes, he asked Li Laosan, who was in charge of guarding: "Girls are looking for you everywhere. Also, Zhang Xiaodao sneaked into the vicinity of the Japanese artillery position, and soon he saw the Japanese with a towel on his arm. Take it easy."
Li Laosan pouted: "Send someone back quickly to report that there is a group of Japs pretending to be the Eighth Route Army in the southwest."
Wen Wuquan quickly asked the ammunition hand to leave the grenade and went back to report the news.
"Damn it, shoot down the flag messenger on the top of the Japs' gun tower. The little Japs are really as silent as Madman Yang said." The big dog knocked down the Japs' flag messenger on the top of the gun tower with one shot. He opened his eyes wide and pulled the bolt of the gun. Another bullet was loaded.
After muttering, he turned to Wen Wuquan, who sent the soldiers back to report the news, and said, "Hey, can you hit the top of the Japanese artillery tower?"
Wen Wuquan nodded proudly: "Hey, we just fought, and the grenade hit the side of the gun roof. Unexpectedly, it accidentally pulled the Japanese 92nd Infantry Artillery over. If I hadn't escaped quickly, maybe it would have been blown up at this time. Maybe eight yuan."
Mr. Li's three eyes penetrated the green gauze curtain, and his tone was tense: "No, the lingering Japs are following me again."
After listening to what Wen Wuquan said just now, Madman Yang realized that the situation between the enemy and ourselves had undergone a major change.
At this time, his mood was complicated. The Central Army, whose equipment was not much worse than that of the Japanese, was defeated by the Japanese.
The Eighth Route Army actually dared to launch an attack on the Japanese who were waiting for them.
Ever since I came to Jiuying, I have been following Hu Yi almost all the time.
He originally decided to stay in the Eighth Route Army only because the Eighth Route Army rescued him and his brother Liu Yuanqing.
I have been to several military divisions of the Eighth Route Army in succession. As my understanding of the Eighth Route Army gradually deepened, I thought that I already understood the general situation of the Eighth Route Army.
In the following time, the little girl kept her words secret and was tricked into becoming the commander of the reconnaissance company.
In the past, I always believed that the Eighth Route Army only dared to fight guerrillas.
Unexpectedly, in addition to the Ninth Battalion who dared to resist the Japanese, there was also the Eighth Route Army who dared to challenge the Japanese.
The well-equipped Japs occupied a good location and had fortifications. The 23rd Regiment launched an attack, and it was a complete disaster!
Seeing the charging Eighth Route Army, they suddenly fell down collectively when they were about fifty meters away from the enemy, and followed the Eighth Route Army's large charge from east to west in the Qingsha tent.
Finally, it was roughly understood that the commander of the Eighth Route Army was going to let the soldiers rush to the first line of defense of the Japanese, and then fight the Japanese for casualties.
But one thing I still can't figure out is that the Japs are very good at shooting, and if two hundred people just charge at the Japs, if nothing goes wrong, at least most of them will fall on the way to the charge.
When I saw the charging soldiers all lying down when they were about fifty meters away from the enemy, I finally understood something.
They were almost fifty meters closer to the enemy, but the enemy still didn't fire.
The reaction of the Japanese was somewhat unexpected by the commander of the first battalion of the 20th Regiment who led the attack.
The fighter plane is fleeting.
Suppressing the ecstasy in my heart, I immediately raised my voice: "Drop the bomb!"
As soon as the voice fell, Balu, who was lying in the open ground, suddenly raised his arms neatly.
Nearly a hundred grenades were thrown into the open space between him and the Japanese outer defense line.
There seemed to be a sudden burst of black sparrows flying across the sky.
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds.
Boom boom boom.
The sounds of the grenades exploding were densely superimposed, like a dull thunder in the sky.
The sound completely drowned out the violent explosion of shells fired by the Japanese 92nd Infantry Artillery.
The smoke rising from the ground suddenly billowed.
"Charge." "Kill." "Kill the little devil."
The soldiers lying on the ground jumped up.
Taking advantage of the spreading smoke, he spread his legs again and rushed towards the enemy's position.
Regardless of whether the captain issued a shooting order or not, the Japanese second lieutenant guarding the south side of the perimeter could no longer bear it and issued a shooting order.
Bah bah bah.
Countless bullets escaped from the muzzle and flew into the smoke that was only twenty meters away from the trench.
The 23rd Regiment was the main force. Although its weapons were not as good as those of the Japanese, it also had many mortars and grenades.
From the edge of the green gauze tent, a thumping sound began to sound.
The soldiers attacking from both sides used the same method as the soldiers attacking from the front along the road.
The same method is to throw a grenade and then take advantage of the smoke to fill the enemy's sight and launch a charge.
Xiong Erlian's brigade originally consisted of nearly a thousand people, but more than 200 Japanese were killed or injured during the night attack on Juanzi Village.
After arriving here, they were hit by poisonous gas shells by mistake, losing a team, and sent out a costumed raiding team.
At this time, there were only more than 600 troops capable of fighting.
The original gun towers were used to increase the two lines of defense to three lines of defense.
There was no problem in defending an open space about one mile in diameter.
Seeing Tubalu rushing out of the green gauze tent, many Japanese soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the situation was decided.
Unexpectedly, Tubalu dared to play tricks in front of the formation.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless.
Chug tug tug.
The light and heavy machine guns turned their muzzles quickly and immediately started shooting into the smoke.
As long as the Eighth Route Army dares to come, even if they can't see you, the dense bullets can turn the clever Eighth Route Army into a hornet's nest!
For a moment, a dense rain of bullets roared into the smoke filled with shouts of killing.
The Japanese observer had a ferocious smile on his face.
Based on past experience, if the offensive Tubal Road encounters such dense rain, the number of troops must be reduced by half.
(End of chapter)
