As soon as the first row of shells fell and exploded, the scream of the second row of shells flying through the air sounded again.
The rapid and continuous explosions were like thunder, rumbling, and even the ground seemed to be shaking.
The firelight of the mortar explosion was like lightning tearing apart the night sky, causing a sudden red light in the sky that could be seen from several kilometers away.
A battalion of soldiers, waiting for the order to attack, lay outside the range of the searchlights. Looking at this scene, their mouths almost broke out in laughter.
15 mortars fired simultaneously, and the regiment leader prepared more than 100 mortar shells for the Huting stronghold as a midnight snack, which was definitely enough for the Japanese and traitors to have a feast.
When soldiers fought against the Japs before, they were almost always on the side that was bombarded. In order to prevent the Japs from taking advantage of their firepower, they would have to rush up and mess with the enemy after firing a row of shots.
Now before the troops attack, the artillery first covers the Japanese and puppet troops with a round of artillery fire.
The infantry just have to wait to harvest the corn...
Wei Dayong lay on the ground, unable to conceal his excitement.
For him, the most important thing is eating, sleeping and killing Japanese.
The regiment leader trusted him and did not mind that he was a prisoner of war captured by the Japanese. He was specially approved to join the new regiment on the first day he came and became a soldier of the assault company of the new regiment.
Other prisoners of war had to undergo a series of ideological education and a thorough understanding of the situation before they could join the Eighth Route Army.
This made Wei Dayong feel grateful to Li Yunlong.
But soon after joining the New Regiment, he encountered such a battle, which made Wei Dayong fall in love with the New Regiment from the bottom of his heart.
I like the team that often fights against the Japanese.
Wei Dayong looked grim and tightened his grip on the MP38 submachine gun. He would kill a few more Japanese and traitors later.
Different from the excitement of the new regiment of soldiers, the mood of the Japanese and traitors in the stronghold sank to the bottom.
Countless mortar shells fell continuously and exploded one after another. Several shells hit several barracks. With several booming explosions, the hit barracks turned into a pile of broken bricks and rubble. The Japanese and traitors sleeping inside died on the spot.
At this moment, the feint attack force opened fire. Gunshots like exploding beans rang out outside the stronghold, and a hail of bullets shot toward the stronghold.
The purpose of feinting is to attract firepower. Naturally, the louder the movement, the better.
All kinds of light and heavy machine guns and rifles opened fire at once, causing sparks to fly from the forts and bunkers of the stronghold, making a tinkling sound.
The Japanese and puppet troops in the bunkers and gun towers were not to be outdone. The light and heavy machine guns rattled wildly, and long tongues of flame spewed out from the shooting holes.
The Japanese and traitors in the barracks didn't bother to put on their clothes and fled in all directions. Some simply lay on the ground to avoid the shelling.
Wang Gui, the puppet company commander, held a shell gun in his hand and rolled and crawled into the gun towers and bunkers. When he saw the squadron leader, Captain Tian Zhong, he said quickly without caring about the appearance of the troops:
"Tanaka Taijun, please call for help quickly. Listening to the noise outside, I guess there is a division coming from the Eighth Route Army!"
It is not that the Huting stronghold has never been besieged by the Eighth Route Army, but Wang Gui has never seen such a formation. This time, the Eighth Route Army's mortars and bullets were sprayed out as if they were free of charge.
In the past, every time the Eighth Route Army came, it was always the main group. The firepower was very sparse and the tactics were very primitive. Under the cover of a few machine guns, blasters held explosive packs to blow up bunkers and gun towers.
Wang Gui judged that looking at the machine gun and artillery firepower of the Eighth Route Army tonight, it was impossible for only one regiment from the Eighth Route Army to come. It was very likely that the entire main force of the Eighth Route Army's 129th Division came.
At this time, Taro Tanaka's heart sank to the bottom.
Mortar! The Eighth Route Army actually used mortars!
Judging from this movement, the Eighth Route Army must have used more than 12 mortars.
Moreover, the Eighth Route Army has prepared sufficient artillery shells!
With so many mortars and artillery shells being used, aren’t the Eighth Route Army ready to live their lives?
No matter what, Taro Tanaka had an extremely bad feeling in his heart. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army was determined to capture the Huting stronghold tonight.
Taro Tanaka scolded in a low voice in blunt Chinese: "Baga, you should be in a fighting position with your soldiers at this time, not here!"
"Hi!" Seeing the unkind expression on the Japanese soldier's face, Wang Gui quickly straightened up and walked out with his gun in hand.
As soon as he reached the door of the turret, a mortar shell happened to fall nearby. The blast of air made Wang Gui stumble and run back in disgrace.
"Tanaka Taijun!" Wang Gui's voice was filled with tears. "The artillery fire from the Eighth Route Army is so fierce that we can't get out at all."
"Baga! Waste!"
Taro Tanaka scolded angrily. At this moment, he wanted to kill Wang Gui with one shot. These Imperial Alliance troops really succeeded more than they failed.
But now that it was time to employ people, Taro Tanaka pushed Wang Gui away, lay down on the shooting hole and headed out.
The Eighth Route Army's shelling continues, the gunfire is very intensive, the Eighth Route Army's offensive is very fierce! Then he walked quickly to the phone, picked up the phone and quickly shook the handle with his other hand.
Immediately, Taro Tanaka put the phone to his ear: "Moxi Moxi!"
"Moxi Moxi?" To Taro Tanaka's expectation, a familiar operator's voice came over the phone, making him slightly happy.
"This is the Huting stronghold." Taro Tanaka said, "Please help me pick up the county gendarmerie immediately. It's urgent. Please!"
A moment later there was a click on the phone, signaling someone was answering on the other end of the line.
Taro Tanaka hurriedly said: "Moxi Moxi, this is the Huting stronghold. I am Taro Tanaka. Please answer the phone, Major Okazaki!"
"Major Okazaki is resting. Captain Tanaka, just tell me if you have anything."
Taro Tanaka: "Please wake up Major Okazaki immediately. The Huting stronghold was attacked by the Eighth Route Army. The strength of the Eighth Route Army is one...one brigade. Please ask for tactical guidance!"
"Nani?" the person on the phone said in shock, "I will report to Major Okazaki right now!"
After hanging up the phone, Taro Tanaka breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army did not cut off the phone line and allowed him to make the call for help.
Taro Tanaka did not realize that this was done deliberately by the Eighth Route Army. In his opinion, the Eighth Route Army dispatched so many troops to besiege the Huting stronghold, and their target was definitely the Huting stronghold.
But the roads are sparse and sparse, and they even forgot to cut off the phone line.
In fact, Taro Tanaka did not know how many troops came from the Eighth Route Army. It was unlikely that it would be one division, but it would definitely exceed one regiment.
Then it's probably a brigade.
As long as we hold on for an hour, the convoy support from the Okazaki brigade stationed in the county seat will arrive, and the Huting stronghold will be safe by then.
"Baga, why are you still standing here?" Taro Tanaka suddenly saw Wang Gui standing aside, took out the bastard box from the holster on his waist and scolded him.
"Hi!" Seeing Taro Tanaka take out his pistol, Wang Gui seemed to be stepped on the tail and rushed out of the main gun building at an extremely fast speed.
At the same time, the new regiment was on the artillery position.
Mortars fired more than 100 shells at the Huting stronghold. There were about 400 Japanese and puppet troops in the Huting stronghold. On average, three Japanese could use one shell.
Li Yunlong estimated that it was almost time, and the Japanese in the stronghold should have sent out a distress call at this time.
So he yelled at Wang Chengzhu: "Zhuzhu, it's your turn to perform, let me aim at the turrets and bunkers and blast them!"
The frontal attack has not yet begun, and the Japanese searchlight has not been knocked out, which provides Wang Chengzhu with a good view of the parameters of the bombardment.
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