Chapter 173: You can’t protect yourself!

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The second attack by the Japanese and puppet troops began again.

But the combat effectiveness and willpower of this group of devils are very low.

The entire pseudo-legion lost its courage with only a quarter of its casualties.

If the Japanese were not chasing after them with guns, this group of puppet soldiers would have fled long ago.

When the casualties reached one-third, the puppet army collapsed completely. Even if the Japanese fired machine guns from behind, the puppet army did not dare to move forward.

They all lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

The firepower of the Eighth Route Army was too strong, and the ammunition was too abundant. In the face of this firepower network, no one could rush to the Eighth Route Army's defense line.

Not even the elite Japanese soldiers can do this. The corpses of Japanese soldiers lying in front of the Eighth Route Frontier Position and the tanks that were burned into scrap metal are good proof.

Finally, the Japanese ronin organized an attack on the new regiment.

However, these Japanese ronin have stronger willpower than the puppet soldiers. After all, they are not regular soldiers, and their combat effectiveness is very low.

Although it was not as easy to collapse as the puppet army, it was defeated not long after and suffered heavy casualties.

This surprised the commanders and fighters of the new regiment. When did the Japanese's combat effectiveness become so weak?

On the Yangquan Castle Tower, Kurosawa Shoji looked at the failure of the frontal attack with his binoculars. His face changed slightly, but his expression soon returned to normal.

These puppet soldiers and ronin are just cannon fodder in Kurosawa's hands and can be discarded at any time.

A combat staff officer answered the call and then paused to Kurosawa Shoji: "Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, a call came from the headquarters. The Eighth Route Artillery position bombed by the aviation force was a false target."

"idiot!"

"Do the airmen's eyes go up to their butts?"

"You can't even spot the fake artillery positions?"

Immediately, Kurosawa Shoji breathed a sigh of relief. The artillery position of the Eighth Route Army was not destroyed. This may be a good thing.

Now, as long as Toshio Ogata sneaks into the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army, uses the artillery of the Eighth Route Army to bombard the Lion Rock position, and the roundabout Japanese army launches an attack from the rear, they can make an extreme comeback!

"Trash!" In the field of vision of the telescope, Kurosawa Masaji looked indifferent when he saw the Japanese ronin and puppet troops who had fled back.

"Organize the Ronin and the Imperial Association Army to launch another attack on the Eighth Route Army position!"

He knew very well that although the offensive of these rogues and puppet troops was unlikely to be effective, it could contain the main force of the Eighth Route Army, attract their attention, and consume their ammunition.

And this is enough.

"Hi!" The combat officer behind him nodded, and then ran down the city wall.



There is a river on the southeast side of Yangquan called Taohe River, which is a tributary of Wenhe River.

Toshio Ogata secretly crossed the Peach River with a Japanese army of more than 200 people.

Among them was a small group of Japanese artillery. This group of Japanese soldiers walked south for a while and then turned sharply eastward.

Japanese scouts dressed in Chinese clothes and disguised as ordinary people walked ahead to explore the road.

Captain Toshio Ogata followed far behind with infantry and artillery, waiting for opportunities.

A few kilometers away, Toshio Ogata and the Japanese all heard the violent explosion of an aerial bomb, which shook the sky and the earth, like muffled thunder exploding in their ears.

The sound of gunfire on the Lion Rock side became more and more intense. It should be that the Imperial Association Army and the Ronin began to attack. However, the scouts still did not find the artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army.

Ogata Toshio knew that he could no longer be so cautious.

If the Eighth Route Army's artillery positions cannot be found as soon as possible, the Imperial Association Army and the Ronin will not be able to defeat the Eighth Route Army.

Toshio Ogata has already experienced the firepower of the Eighth Route Army on the front slope of Lion Rock, and it is very strong.

So Toshio Ogata decisively ordered all the infantry, except the artillery, to disperse to look for the artillery positions on the Eighth Route.

Toshio Ogata's idea was simple. The more manpower dispersed, the greater the probability of finding the Eighth Route Artillery position.

However, in this way, the Japs also increased the probability of being discovered by a new group of scouts.

In a dense forest about 3 kilometers away from Lion Rock, the headquarters of the new regiment's mountain artillery battalion is located here, only more than 500 meters away from the fake artillery position that was blown up by the Japanese.

Mountain artillery is hidden in various places in the woods. There is a row of hills between here and the fake artillery position.

The cavalry battalion in charge of security set up a security post on the hilltop.

As soon as the Japanese scout came into view, he was spotted by the lookout post of the cavalry battalion.

The lookout sent a signal to the sentry in the woods, and then the lookout stayed where he was and continued to observe the Japanese movements.

At the mountain artillery battalion headquarters, Wang Chengzhu stood in front of the radio communication machine, waiting for instructions from the regiment headquarters at any time.

Sun Desheng was lying on one side eating horse meat jerky.

The sentry ran over quickly with a rifle and saluted Sun Desheng: "Report to the battalion commander, a signal came from the lookout post and a Japanese scout was found."

Sun Desheng stood up, his eyes brightening: "Finally here? How many Japanese are here?"

The sentry replied: "I only saw the Japanese scouts. I don't know how many more are behind them."

"Keep exploring!" Sun Desheng took a deep breath.

The sentry turned and left.

Sun Desheng shouted: "Give me the order, the cavalry battalion must assemble and prepare for battle!"

Wang Chengzhu, however, acted as if he had not heard anything and continued to guard the radio communication machine.



At Lion Rock, the new regiment headquarters.

Zhao Gang's attention has been on the battlefield in front of Lion Rock.

Li Yunlong only glanced at the front occasionally, and then his eyes fell on the mountains on the north side, refusing to look back for a long time.

After looking through the telescope for a long time, Zhao Gang suddenly said: "Old Li, the Japanese and puppet troops' third attack was repelled. The enemy suffered heavy losses. Do you want to order the first and second battalions to pursue them?"

"This group of devils and puppet troops are very weak in combat. If we order a pursuit, we will definitely achieve greater results."

"Huh, huh?" Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then said, "Don't pursue us. These Japanese devils and puppet troops have no fighting ability. They just ran away."

"Lao Li, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Gang asked, "I see why you are absent-minded?"

Li Yunlong said: "I'm looking to see if the Japanese are coming around from the mountains to the north and attacking us from behind."

"Attacking us from behind?" Zhao Gang looked stunned and raised his binoculars to look over, "Have you seen the Japanese?"

"No." Li Yunlong said, "But I estimate that the Japanese must have a back-up plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, a member of the Sharp Sword Squadron hurried into the headquarters and saluted Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang.

Then he reported: "Report to the head of the regiment and the political commissar that a group of Japanese soldiers appeared in Yanzigou, with a strength of about two squadrons, carrying heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns and mortars."

Although no troops were deployed in Yanzigou, a new regiment of scouts was deployed there, and they were also scouts from the Sharp Sword Squadron.

Li Yunlong immediately picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of Yanzigou. The distance was not far, but there was a row of hills in the middle, so he couldn't see any Japanese sneaking over there.

"Send my order, the third battalion is ready to fight."

"The first battalion withdrew from its position to support the third battalion."

"As soon as the battle begins, the Lijian Squadron will immediately seize the top of Yanzigou Mountain and cut off the Japanese retreat."

Li Yunlong ordered loudly.

He knew very well that there were not many Japanese troops left in Yangquan City.

In his plan, the new group was to capture Yangquan City. If this group of Japs retreated to Yangquan City, the difficulty of attacking Yangquan City would increase exponentially.

Therefore, once these Japs leave the city, we must not let them go back.

Once the Japanese go back, they will undoubtedly let the tiger return to the mountain, which will bring big trouble to the new group.

"Yes!" The communications soldier saluted with a military salute, and then quickly ran outside.

The Third Battalion also dug trenches, foxholes and other fortifications on the reverse slope.

Kurosawa Shoji's plan was very good, and he wanted to attack the Eighth Route Army from both sides, but he did not expect that the combat effectiveness of the Ronin and puppet troops was too weak, and the offensive almost collapsed at the first touch.

Up to now, it is no longer possible to organize a decent offensive on the front, because the living puppet soldiers are basically lying on the ground to save their lives.

As soon as Zhongshan Zhenwu led two squadrons of Japanese troops out of Yanzigou, they immediately attacked the Lion Rock anti-slope position.

The Japanese offensive was very fierce. As soon as it came up, they used grenades and mortars to clear the ground for the third battalion's position.

The artillerymen of the third battalion immediately fired back, and the two sides launched an evenly matched artillery battle.

Immediately afterwards, a squadron of Japs held a rifle with a bayonet and swooped towards the 3rd Battalion's position in a skirmish line.

However, the third battalion commander Chen Dugu had already prepared a feast for the Japanese.

Chen Dugu, who was good at using insidious tactics, asked engineers to plant more than 40 powerful S mines in front of the position and mark them for concealment.

As expected, although the Japanese were widely dispersed, they still stepped on S mines one after another.

Boom boom boom——

Landmines exploded continuously, thousands of steel balls and metal fragments were shot out horizontally in all directions, and a large area of ​​Japanese soldiers fell down.

The entire front of the position was shrouded in fire and smoke.

Blood mist splashed and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.

No fewer than 40 Japanese were killed during the attack.

These Japs were not like the puppet soldiers and ronin who attacked the front and slope positions. Their expressions were full of ferocity and they continued to rush towards the position.

The soldiers of the new regiment were experienced in positional warfare and waited for the Japanese to come within a distance of thirty meters.

The commander of the third battalion gave the order, and the big knobs and cantaloupe grenades flew together, as if a flock of sparrows were flying across the sky.

Then the light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns screamed wildly, and the intensive firepower rushed towards the Japanese like whips.

The Japanese were stunned immediately and fell into a pool of blood.

Although the Japs were very accurate with their marksmanship, their firepower was suppressed and they didn't even have a chance to fire.

The Japanese behind them couldn't stand it anymore and retreated one after another. During the retreat, they panicked and stepped on many landmines.

In one wave of attacks, the Japanese dropped more than a hundred corpses, and a squadron suffered most of its casualties.

Watching this scene, Lieutenant Colonel Zhongshan Zhenwu was almost furious. He never expected that the Eighth Route Army would have such strong firepower on the reverse slope.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army has increased its troops!" The captain's adjutant next to him pointed at the high slopes of Lion Mountain and his eyes widened.

Zhongshan Zhenwu quickly raised his telescope and saw that on the high slopes of Lion Mountain, a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers rolled over from the mountain ridge, covering the mountains and plains.

The long-awaited artillery support never arrived, and Nakayama Sadake realized that something was not going well, and that it was beyond Kurosawa Shoji's control.

"idiot!"

"What the hell is that stupid pig doing, Toshio Ogata? Is he lost?"

"Retreat to the city immediately!"

At that moment, Zhongshan Zhenwu led the remaining sneak attack troops back to Yanzigou.

It's not that Toshio Ogata is lost, but that he is no longer able to protect himself at this time.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, 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.