In Liao County, there is the Dashiya Tower on the Yu-Liao Highway.
Lu Yingjun led the commando team to crawl forward under the cover of night.
This stronghold is only 6 kilometers away from the county seat. There is a medium-sized stronghold about 3 kilometers between the Dashiya stronghold and the county seat.
The Japanese reinforcements arrived here in less than half an hour.
Although a company of soldiers and an engineer platoon used sparrow warfare and mine warfare to block the attack, the mission of this battle was more than just this one gun tower, so it had to be fought quickly.
It is still the familiar fighting method, using most of the troops and firepower to attract the enemy's firepower and attention from different directions.
Lu Yingjun led a combat team to quietly approach the turret from the flank.
It is worth mentioning that Wei Dayong is a really fast learner. After firing a few training rockets, he was able to hit the target with a bazooka at a distance of 200 meters.
With the same amount of training, Lv Yingjun, as the captain, can only hit the 150-meter position, while the other team members have to hit the 100-meter mark.
Therefore, Lu Yingjun will use a rocket launcher to fire rockets 150 meters away from the gun tower this time.
At 200 meters, Lu Yingjun made a sign to Li Changshun behind him: knock off the searchlight.
This distance is based on experience gained from many battles. Beyond this distance, it is easy to be seen by the Japanese sentries on the turret.
Li Chang picked up the 98k sniper rifle by the way, pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet into the chamber. He put the butt of the gun against his shoulder and pulled the trigger.
Bah!
The sudden sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the night, and the searchlight on the top of the Japanese gun tower dinged and broke.
As soon as the gunshot sounded, the feint attacking troops on the other two sides immediately poured firepower towards the Japanese gun towers.
The gunshots rang out like popping beans, and bullets hit the turret with crackling sounds.
The Japanese and puppet troops in the turret immediately exploded, and a moment later, the two light machine guns in the turret screamed wildly.
Confronted with machine gun fire points from the other two directions.
This was a blind light. Both sides could only see the flames of the other side's machine gun fire points, and then shoot where they felt.
Taking advantage of the Japanese and puppet troops in the gun tower being attracted, Lu Yingjun led the combat team to stand up and run forward with his body bent.
When he was within 150 meters of the Japanese turret, Lu Yingjun ordered to stop advancing, took out the rocket launcher from the box, and then began to prepare for firing.
The ammunition hand took out a rocket from the ammunition box and pulled out the safety pin. When he was about to reload, the gunfire in the turret suddenly stopped.
"Grandpa Balu outside, stop fighting, we surrender!"
"Grandpa Balu outside, stop fighting, we surrender!"
There were puppet soldiers shouting out from the gun tower, their tone was full of panic and fear, and even their voices were trembling and crying.
Lu Yingjun looked stunned and ordered to temporarily stop loading.
It would be great if we could take down the turret without any bloodshed.
This rocket is so powerful that most of the gun tower will be gone with one shot, and most of the weapons and ammunition inside will also be blown up.
From the other two directions, seeing that the Japanese in the blockhouse did not fire, they also stopped shooting, and faintly heard the sound of begging for surrender coming from the blockhouse.
"Come out, put the gun above your head!"
"Surf the gun and don't kill!"
Those shouting were the soldiers from the other two directions.
Lu Yingjun and the soldiers around him didn't speak. They would not reveal their position easily. What if the puppet army pretended to surrender?
Not long after, the lower door of the turret was pushed open, and more than a dozen puppet soldiers came out of the turret with guns in hand, and several puppet soldiers held torches.
Lu Yingjun raised his telescope and looked at the Japanese artillery tower. The puppet soldiers were so scared that they were trembling there. It didn't look like they were pretending to surrender.
Moreover, a Czech-style light machine gun with a crooked handle was also taken out and placed under the turret.
It seems that in order to survive, the puppet soldiers killed the Japanese in the gun tower and then surrendered.
In fact, Lu Yingjun's guess was correct. Three blockhouses including Dalu Village were demolished overnight, and even the Japanese and puppet troops inside were burned to charcoal.
The Japs were afraid that the Eighth Route Army would attack the artillery tower again, so the county gendarmerie captain sent most of the Japs inside the stronghold, leaving only three Japs at most to guard it.
There were only two Japs in the Dashiya artillery building. Not long after the battle started, the puppet soldiers all knew that surrender was the only way to survive, so they worked together to kill the two Japs, and then waved white flags to shout to the Eighth Route Army. However, it was dark, and the Eighth Route Army outside was not there at all. No white flag in sight.
Lu Yingjun had encountered this kind of situation before. In order to survive, this group of puppet soldiers turned around and pointed their guns at their Japanese father. It was not surprising or unexpected at all.
The next thing became simple. The puppet soldiers became prisoners. Two machine guns, more than 10 rifles and more than 2,000 rounds of ammunition were captured by the Eighth Route Army.
After a loud bang, the turret and the Japanese corpses inside were blown to pieces.
This battle not only saved one rocket, but also captured a batch of equipment.
After taking down a gun tower, Lu Yingjun led the commando team on horseback and rushed to the next Japanese gun tower.
…
at the same time.
Antgou Blockhouse in Yushe County.
This blockhouse was built on a slope 200 meters away from the highway to monitor the highway and ensure the smooth operation of transportation.
However, the turret at this time had been bombarded into ruins by Wei Dayong from a position of 200 meters.
The soldiers surrounded the gun towers, and Wei Dayong simply and quickly taught the elites of each battalion the experience of taking down the gun towers.
"Actually, it's very easy to take down the Japanese turrets."
"Use two light machine guns to attract the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops in the turret from two different directions."
"Use it again, the big horn rocket launcher." Wei Dayong clapped the thing in his hand and grinned slightly, "Fire one shot from 200 meters away and send the Japanese and puppet troops to the west!"
The soldiers burst into laughter. They looked at the rocket launcher in Wei Dayong's hand and couldn't help but lick their slightly chapped lips.
It was this guy who looked like a big trumpet, and he actually blew up the Japanese gun tower with one shot. It was incredible.
The soldiers' eyes were a little hot, and they wanted to operate one themselves, but currently the new group only had two rocket launchers.
"Walk!"
"Go to the next turret!"
Wei Dayong looked cold and stern, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the soldiers rushed towards the next blockhouse. There was a sound of horse hooves in the night, and it quickly disappeared.
…
At the same time, in the county seat of Liao County, the Japanese military police unit.
"Your Excellency, Major, the Lijiagou stronghold and the Dashiya gun tower are calling the county seat at the same time to request support!"
"The Lijiagou stronghold was attacked by a regiment of the Eighth Route Army, and the Dashiya gun tower was attacked by a battalion of the Eighth Route Army!"
"The Eighth Route Army attacking the Lijiagou stronghold carried heavy firepower such as mortars and infantry artillery!"
The same bespectacled staff officer and military police captain Honda Takeo were in the same office, and the staff officer reported the news to Honda Takeo.
Honda Takeo's face was extremely ugly, and his scalp could not help but feel numb.
It was okay for the Eighth Route Army to attack during the day, but it was a surprise attack at night. Who knows if the Eighth Route Army was encircling the target again to provide reinforcements?
What if reinforcements are sent out and are ambushed by the Eighth Route Army?
Thinking of the incident of three gun towers being taken away the night before yesterday, Takeo Honda's face became uncertain for a while.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the Eighth Route Army's main target was the artillery towers and stronghold fortifications on the highway, or whether it was to set a trap for the Japanese troops in the county.
Another staff officer wearing glasses hurried in with an ugly expression and paused.
"Major, Lieutenant Kato of the Lijiagou stronghold just reported that in addition to infantry artillery and mortars, the Eighth Route Army is also equipped with 75-caliber mountain field artillery and machine guns."
"Two bunkers and small gun towers have been destroyed by eight-way artillery fire!"
"Second Lieutenant Kato personally called and requested that troops be dispatched immediately for reinforcements, otherwise the Lijiagou stronghold will be in danger!"
"Nani? A 75-caliber mountain gun and a machine gun?" Takeo Honda stood up suddenly after hearing this, his face full of disbelief.
Could it be that the Eighth Route Army used 75-caliber field guns and machine guns the night before yesterday, which led to the destruction of three gun towers?
Ding ding ding——
The phone on the table rang. Takeo Honda immediately picked it up and put the phone to his ear.
"Moxi Moxi, this is the Liao County Gendarmerie."
A deep and cold voice came from the phone: "Honda-kun, this is Itazu Naojun."
Itatsu Naojun is the captain of the Yushe County Military Police. Like Honda Takeo, he belongs to the Fourth Brigade and both have the rank of major.
"Hello Itazu-kun." Takeo Honda said, "What's the matter with calling me so late?"
Itazu Naojun said: "Honda-kun, have you received the call for help from Lieutenant Kato?"
Takeo Honda nodded and said.
"I just received a call for help from Kato-kun."
"The Dashiya gun tower in our defense area was also attacked by eight groups."
"Nani?" Itazu Naozumi said in shock, "The Antugou gun building in our defense area was also attacked by eight groups!"
The two of them were stunned at the same time, and all they could hear on the phone was each other's heavy breathing.
After a while, Takeo Honda said in a deep voice: "Itazu-kun, the target of the Eighth Route Army is the fortifications of the entire Yuliao Highway!"
Itazu Naojun also said: "The Eighth Route Army is likely to come out in full force, and they are well-equipped and well-prepared. Now that you and I are leading our troops to help, it is very likely that we will fall into the Eighth Route Army's trap!"
"Tonight's battle situation has exceeded expectations. It is not something you and I can handle. I suggest asking Major General Tsuda for tactical guidance!"
"I agree!" After saying that, Takeo Honda hung up the phone with a bang.
Then Takeo Honda looked at the two staff officers: "Send a report to the brigade commander immediately. The artillery towers and strongholds on the Yuliao Highway in our defense area were attacked by the Eighth Route Army on a large scale. Please ask for tactical guidance!"
"Hi!" The two staff officers paused and walked quickly outside.
…
Lijiagou stronghold.
The small turret and two bunkers have been destroyed, and the barracks in the stronghold were riddled with holes by mortars. Only the big turret is still struggling to support itself.
The infantry artillery, machine guns and field artillery of the Eighth Route Army all aimed at the artillery building and fired wildly.
Just as the Japs machine gunner's head was blown off, a stray bullet from a 20mm machine gun shot in through the machine gun hole.
In order to provide the gunners with a good field of vision, the Eighth Route Army's mortars continued to fire flares in the direction of the stronghold.
Sudden.
boom!
There was a violent explosion, accompanied by the vibration of the turret. A shell hit the turret and shattered a large area of the outer wall.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
