Japanese 68th Regiment Headquarters.
"Report, there was a fierce exchange of fire between the Kumano Brigade and the Chinese soldiers. The Kumano Brigade has lost contact and appears to be very chaotic."
The Japanese scouts came to report, and Konoe Xun, who was looking at the map, was very surprised.
The Xiongye Brigade was the trump card of his 68th Regiment, and they fought many tough battles in the Songhu Battle.
The Kumano Battalion once had a record of defeating a division. But this time, I don't know why, but I fell into such passivity.
"Order the puppy brigade to rescue Xiong Ye immediately. Rescue Xiong Ye at all costs."
"Hi!"
The little ghost messenger bowed and retreated, and then the ghosts from the little dog brigade started to move.
The Puppy Group was positioned to the right of the Wing Headquarters, upon receiving the order. Xiaoquan quickly gathered his troops and ordered the first squadron and the second squadron to rush to the rescue first. The remaining Japanese soldiers combined artillery, communications and other arms and then attacked.
It's just that the Japs from the No. 1 Small Dog Squadron had just entered a place 800 meters away from the Sihang Warehouse. After a loud bang, a small team of Japs was directly blown into the sky, and the bomb was bloody and bloody.
The No. 1 Squadron of the Puppy Brigade was suddenly stunned. They are at least 800 meters away from the Sihang Warehouse. There is no way a mortar can hit that far.
"Baga! This is the 37th War anti-artillery. How could the Chinese have such a thing? Have we met the main force?
Our intelligence officers should all commit seppuku. The enemy's main force has been lurking in Sihang Warehouse, and we had no news at all in advance. Bagaya road! "
A lieutenant of the Little Japs yelled, but it was of no use. Two anti-tank guns directly blocked them eight hundred meters away. They could only watch helplessly as the Japs of the Kumano Brigade were eliminated one by one.
"Baga, what are you doing? Charge at me. This is an order from His Excellency Isao Konoe, charge at me!"
Major Xiaoquan came with his men at this time and ordered his men to brave the artillery fire to reinforce the Kumano Brigade.
Sun Shiyu led his men to shoot down all the artillery shells, and cursed: "Grandma, there are no more artillery shells. Our third battalion is the artillery shells. Fix the bayonet for me and be sure to stop the little Japs."
Sun Shiyu led more than twenty people with bayonets on and was about to rush out to fight the little Japanese.
Because if the reinforcements of the Japs cannot be blocked, the independent regiment will be swallowed up by the Japs' army in an instant, thus losing the significance of this battle.
At this time, Dragon Boat Festival was also a little anxious. The Kumano brigade that swallowed up the little devil was the most important part of his plan.
First, swallowing up the Kumano Brigade can be extremely effective in combating the arrogance of the little Japs.
The Sixty-Eighth Regiment came with great momentum, and their morale was bound to be high. Once the Japanese gain the upper hand in morale, the independent regiment will be very passive in this battle.
And secondly, swallowing up the Kumano Brigade would be like cutting off its limbs. The remaining two brigades of the 68th Regiment were not taken seriously by Dragon Boat Festival at all.
When the time comes, it will all be up to Dragon Boat Festival whether to fight positional warfare, attack or defend.
But the most important point is third, the Dragon Boat Festival lacks ammunition.
To defend the Four Lines Warehouse, only artillery shells, grenades, and explosives are indispensable. But the Dragon Boat Festival falls short of these three things.
The Yamamoto Battalion was almost wiped out and the Kumano Battalion was severely damaged. What did the Dragon Boat Festival rely on? Just fierce firepower.
Just imagine, fifty grenadiers, each with ten grenades, plus the grenades thrown by the soldiers on the third, second and first floors of the four-row warehouse, how many grenades would there be?
At the beginning of this battle, seven to eight hundred grenades and more than forty mortar shells were consumed.
If you want to fight the second battle, you have to go out and grab it.
"First battalion, first company, come with me to stop the Japanese."
"yes!"
Duanwu gave a loud order and led a battalion and a company of more than 20 people to the rear position of the little Japanese to intercept the Japanese.
The Dragon Boat Festival's battalion was a bluff. There were more than a hundred men in the battalion. After several battles, less than a hundred men were left. At this time, the number of people who could be mobilized was not even a platoon, only twenty-eight people.
But even so, Duanwu still led the people to kill him.
Dragon Boat Festival held a gun and killed three Japanese in a row. Unexpectedly, he killed the little Japanese's artillery position.
The little Japs are dead, but the mortars and shells are still there.
Duanwu said excitedly: "There's no need to charge Grandma Te, the little devil has sent us cannons."
"Sir? But we don't know how to do it? Is the first battalion commander still on the roof?" A soldier said stupidly.
"Pfft! I was born to have sex. Look at me."
Duanwu raised the mortar, leveled it, and then fired directly.
The soldiers on the side were stunned. Is it so easy to shoot? Just lift him up and fire?
More than twenty people poked their heads out, like groundhogs, and then watched helplessly as the shell drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and exploded directly among the Japs' forward troops.
The little Japanese was like an ant on a hot pot, scurrying around to avoid possible shelling.
"Did you see that? Just hit me like this. Just straighten the cannon and fire the shells directly without aiming. But don't put the cannon crookedly. If it hits me, I will skin you."
"yes!"
The soldiers were very excited. They did not expect that one day, their infantry would also become artillery.
Everyone split up to look for the cannons, and the nearby cannons were emptied in an instant. A veteran oil man could only take two other soldiers to try his luck in the distance.
The two young soldiers were searching. One of them had sharp eyes and saw a mortar under a fat Japanese officer. The two looked at each other with joy on their faces, and worked together to pull it.
I just didn't expect that at this moment, the Japanese officer who was covered in bombs but blackened actually came back to life. He got up with his face covered in blood and roared: "Bagaya, you are all dead!"
"Die you MLGB!"
The old soldier behind the Japanese officer, Youzi, had quick eyes and quick hands. He slammed down the butt of his rifle. The old Japanese man swayed twice and fell to the ground again.
"Damn it, are you trying to trick a corpse?"
The two soldiers pulled the bolts of their guns and were about to punch two more holes in the old devil's body.
But the old soldier Youzi stopped and said: "Don't kill him yet, look at this devil's official rank!"
"Old Liang, how do you know that the official is not young?"
The two soldiers were surprised.
Lao Liang said: "Look at the military uniform first, and then the sword. The kid's sword is very particular. Doesn't the second battalion commander have a side sword in his hand? He shows off in front of us every day, haven't you seen it?"
As soon as Lao Liang reminded him, the two soldiers also remembered that the sword in the hands of the second battalion commander Zhao Beishan was exactly the same as the one on the old devil.
"Old Liang, what should we do?"
"What should I do? Tie him up and give him to the head of the group? Our brothers are just like the same officer."
Lao Liang smiled evilly...
