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Chapter 299, break out, break out again, ambush and ambush, it's on this set of dolls!

"General, General!"

"Come and save someone!"

After recovering from the bombardment, everyone found that the room where the brigade head was located was directly bombed down.

A group of people rushed over, scratching and pulling in a hurry on the ruins.

"There's movement..."

There were not many building materials for the bungalow, and soon someone discovered Udoman buried underneath.

He is still alive.

The staff officer who was with him met with misfortune. He was hit in the chest by fragments of a shell and lost his breath.

"General, what should we do next?"

The head of the brigade is still alive. For everyone in the headquarters, they have found the backbone.

The people who were stunned by the shells were all eagerly waiting for orders.

Niu Daoman fell off the kang, half of his body was paralyzed, and his condition worsened immediately.

He forcefully said: "Transfer the headquarters and move closer to the First Infantry Battalion."

The Caozhuang stronghold cannot be left alone. The heavy artillery of the Eighth Route Army can attack the second time if it can attack the first time.

Even if the probability is very small, you can't gamble with the headquarters.

Everyone obeyed subconsciously, and his subordinates carried him onto the stretcher, and then began to transfer.

Cao Zhuang's brigade headquarters was bombarded, Yamashita Junxiu suddenly heard the bad news, his legs softened and almost fell down.

If the headquarters of the brigade is destroyed, all the troops will become a piece of scattered sand, completely unable to withstand the encirclement of the Eighth Route.

The general who values ​​him the most...

Toshihide Yamashita stuck his command knife on the ground to hide his shock, his poker face was tense, and he ordered coldly: "Send the reserve team up, and within 10 minutes, we must defeat the enemy in front of us."

This is probably the last line of defense on the Eighth Route, and the standing troops are very resilient, and they blocked both the bombardment and the long live charge.

Then, if one time is not enough, come a second time.The number of people was not enough last time, so this time it will be doubled to put the last weight on it.

Toshihide Yamashita calmly observed the situation on the front line, but deep down in his heart, he was more worried about the situation at the headquarters.

The headquarters is set up in Caozhuang, so it should be very safe.The general artillery fire of Tuba Road can't reach that position.

Alas, who would have thought that Tuba Road also had heavy artillery, and put it into the battlefield!
On the contrary, the enemy in front of him has not many light and heavy machine guns, lacks artillery fire, and the soldiers lack training, so their combat effectiveness is not high.

If it had come nine days ago, he could have completely crushed it and wiped it out.

It's a pity that the large army paid too much for Huangyadong, and their first infantry brigade was still dragged down.

"Sir."

The orderly came running panting, bringing luck in misfortune.There were less than half of the casualties in the headquarters, but the brigade commander was still alive.

And the second infantry brigade was also handed over to him to command.

"That's really good."

On the face of Junxiu Yamashita, the feeling of rejoicing for the rest of his life appeared on the face of Junxiu. The Dinghaishen needle was still there, so the most dangerous moment had not come.

The Second Infantry Battalion suffered less than half of its casualties in the previous few days of combat, and it can still take out 500 people if it is put together.

It is an infantry brigade with the most complete combat effectiveness at present.

Entrusting such a force to Toshihide Yamashita allowed him to mobilize more than 1000 people, accounting for more than one-third of the entire army.

The trust of the head of the brigade rested heavily on his shoulders, Toshihide Yamashita had nothing to say, so he had to prove with actions that he would not let down this trust.

The third line of defense was about to fail, and the reserve team was dispatched, but there was really no one to dispatch.

Sun Dongliu, the head of the 21st Regiment, raised the ghost-headed sword and said to the soldiers in the guard squad: "The brigade commander gave me a death order to crucify the position for two hours.

It's not enough now, you all follow me, even if you die, you have to die on the battlefield. "

After finishing speaking, he rushed out in big strides, charging towards the little devil who had already taken the position.

The soldiers of the security squad raised their guns and followed behind.

The clerk of the regiment headquarters picked up two grenades from the ammunition box and stomped his feet: "How can I miss this?"

"My knife can cut meat, and it can also kill devils." The cook picked up the kitchen knife and rushed out.

The groom, the correspondent, and everyone took up all the weapons they could, and rushed to the battlefield to fight the devils with their lives.

If the Japanese army wants to break through, they must risk their lives.

The Eighth Route Army is desperate to defend its position.

The brutal hand-to-hand combat unfolded on that nameless hillside.

One by one fell.

There is no distinction between age and level, only life and death, victory and defeat.

Sun Dongliu stuck the ghost-headed sword on the ground and gasped for breath. After all, they won.

The remaining little devils retreated, and looking at the positions strewn with corpses, there were only a hundred or so left who could stand and pant.

Half an hour ago, a battalion was standing here.

"Captain, you are injured."

The political commissar who stood firm in another position hurried over with his people, and greeted Sun Dongliu with concern when he saw Sun Dongliu covering his waist and eyes.

"Let the little devil's bayonet drill a hole."

Compared with himself, Sun Dongliu was more concerned about the battle situation: "You only brought one company, which is not enough, can you transfer some more people?"

In half an hour, there were only a few dozen of the 200 people left in their early s, and an hour later, people were not enough.

The political commissar shook his head: "The pressure on the other two positions is also very high. The Japanese army is like a mad dog, attacking again and again without stopping, causing heavy casualties. Only a hundred or so people were brought in by me. .”

Sun Dongliu was silent for a while, and then he said: "Then fight with the little devil!"

A day ago, he heard that the New Second Regiment had killed more than 2000 enemies, and his lofty ambition was also inspired.

The weapons and equipment are not as good as the main force of others, and the goal should not be set too high, to eliminate five hundred devils.

not much?
Reality poured a bucket of cold water on him, and the little devil really wasn't so careless.

The enemies that the two regiments faced head-on were only around a thousand. Now that their regiment had suffered more than half of their casualties, the 22nd regiment would not be much better.

I really don't know how the new second regiment confronted six thousand enemies and took advantage of it.

I really want to ask Li Yunlong!

"Commander, political commissar, brigade commander's order." The correspondent ran all the way, out of breath.

"The brigade commander asked us to open a hole and let the devils break through."

After finishing a sentence, he collapsed on the ground.He ran so fast that he fell down from exhaustion.

"What, let go of a hole?"

The political commissar went over to help the correspondent up and asked in surprise.

The correspondent gasped and said: "Yes, the brigade commander said that the devil is desperately fighting now, and without giving him any hope, the devil is in a situation of fighting with his back to the wall, and he has to fight desperately.

We have to surround the three ques, release the devils, and let them escape.Then hit him on the back. "

The essence of war is a contest between people. The strategy in the era of cold weapons still has guiding significance in the era of hot weapons.

The devil will launch the next attack soon, and Sun Dongliu has no time to hesitate. After receiving the instructions of the brigade commander, he immediately issued an order to retreat.

At the same time, Li Yunlong also received orders.

The original words of the brigade commander: "The little devil is released, how much meat he can bite off depends on your ability, Li Yunlong."

Li Yunlong has been waiting for this moment for a long time...

More than an hour, do you know how I spent this hour! ! !
Devil, I am determined.

Even the Buddha couldn't keep him, as I said.

Li Yunlong, who received the order, was like a clockwork machine, giving orders non-stop.

After more than 20 minutes.

The vanguard of the Japanese army that broke out has appeared in front of their eyes.

"Commander, do you want to beat him up?" The Second Battalion Commander asked excitedly.

"Don't worry, wait for my order."

The little devil, who had just experienced a bloody battle, finally broke through, and was afraid that Balu would catch up.

Throw away the unnecessary burden, just hold the weapon, and trot on the road.

Soon, large groups of devils passed through the ambush circle and headed further away.

The little devils who pulled out from behind were not as elite as the front team, and their speed was also slower.

Seeing that most of them entered the ambush circle, the second battalion commander said anxiously:
"Captain, there are more than 1000 little devils who have passed away. If you don't fight, they will disappear."

"I eat this piece of fat."

Li Yunlong's finger was already on the trigger position, and with a slight push, a red flare flew into the sky.

Signal of attack.

The light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns fired together, and the bullets rained heavily on the devils.

Under the arrangement of Li Yunlong, the three infantry battalions were like two claws of a crab, one on the left and one on the right, cutting the retreating Japanese army into three sections.

The Japanese troops who withdrew later all fought fiercely in Huangya for several days, with relatively large losses in personnel and relatively low morale.

In the previous breakout battle, they were still entangled with the second line of defense of the Eighth Route Army for more than an hour.

It is enough to show that the combat effectiveness has dropped drastically.

Li Yunlong is an old lady who eats persimmons and picks up soft ones, but Xin Ertuan is not an old lady, but a strong and big guy.

The little devils who fell into the ambush circle will suffer, facing more firepower and faster attacks than them.

They couldn't look at each other head to tail, a large number of soldiers were knocked down, and they couldn't even form a decent counterattack.

Li Yunlong almost didn't need to worry too much about the battle. He excitedly commanded the artillery, betting the last straw for the devils.

"Tie Zhu, you're fucking blind, blow up that heavy machine gun for me."

"And that devil officer, his mother, seems to be a major. Blow him up."

Five or six hundred little devils were intercepted, and Li Yunlong expressed confidently that he was determined to eat this piece of fat.

Toshihide Yamashita led the First and Second Infantry Battalions to cover the brigade headquarters and break out.

The rear team was attacked, and he quickly learned of the situation.

"Is the general still awake?" Toshihide Yamashita asked.

"The general is burning badly and is still in a coma." The combat staff officer of the brigade replied.

Ever since the troops broke out, the energy that supported Ushidoman disappeared instantly.

Others also fell into a coma.

The military doctor who accompanied the army said: If he cannot be sent to the hospital for treatment quickly, the general may not be able to bear it.

Now it is a dilemma. If Ushijima Man is still awake, he must be able to make a decision in one go.

When it fell on Toshihide Yamashita, the decision was difficult.

If you don't withdraw, it will delay the general's treatment.

Retreating is equivalent to abandoning all the besieged people, not one or two, nor ten or twenty, but five or six hundred people.

As a small lieutenant officer, he can't bear such a big crime.

Yamashita Toshihide called Sakamura Ken, the captain of the Second Infantry Battalion, and explained the situation.

He said: "Lead the headquarters and cover the retreat of the brigade headquarters. I will take people back to rescue them."

The enemy in the rear team who ambushed had nearly a hundred machine guns, no matter what the number, they must be the main force of the Eighth Route Army.

After these days of fighting, Sakamura Ken no longer dared to underestimate Balu, he said: "Yamashita-kun, your responsibilities are heavy, and you need manpower even more.

I will take a squadron to cover, and the rest of the people will be left to you to command, and the people in the rear team must be rescued. "

Toshihide Yamashita did not refuse the other party's kindness.

Knowing the enemy's situation, he had a vague premonition that maybe the new second regiment, who had fought against them for eight days, had appeared.

This enemy cannot be overemphasized.

Toshihide Yamashita waved his hand: "The back team has changed to the front team, let's go!"

He didn't know at this moment what a stupid decision he had made.

No one thought that the eight-way ambush was like a set of dolls, the big set was in the middle, and the middle set was small.

The four infantry regiments are the largest, the second new regiment is medium, and the first battalion is the smallest.

The huge number of enemies, after layers of interception and weakening, have become inferior to each other.

Zhang Dabiao led the first battalion to ambush on both sides of the road. Seeing that there were less than 200 enemies coming towards them, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Uh... He is also thinking about whether his appetite is too big.

Two hundred devils, they can just eat a battalion, and they won't be able to eat enough.

"Battalion Commander, look, that vote seems to be all officers."

The eyes of the soldier next to him lit up, and he lowered his voice to remind.

Zhang Dabiao took a closer look, hey, he really caught a big fish.

At a glance, there are several minor and lieutenant officers, and even more lieutenants, just like a group of soldiers, rushing around them.

Zhang Dabiao grinned and said, "This must be the devil's headquarters. We've made a lot of money. Tell the brothers, don't save bullets, let me go."

He thought to himself: The devil's headquarters might be able to catch a general. If this net is caught, the regiment leader must regret not following.

The devil came over, Zhang Dabiao pulled the safety of the pistol, took aim and pulled the trigger with a click.

The hair-colored pistol loaded with ten rounds was almost like a machine gun in his hands.

The sound of gunfire is the signal to attack.

As the only machine gun in the whole regiment equipped to the squad, the firepower of the first battalion was terrible.

The Japanese army fleeing in embarrassment did not expect that there were enemies waiting for them.

Therefore, without the slightest precaution, they were suddenly attacked, and a large number of them were directly shot and fell down.

"Come on, kill!"

Zhang Dabiao knew that there were devils behind him, so he didn't dare to waste any time, so he rushed forward with his submachine gun in his arms.

The commandos followed, and the fighters also charged the enemy.

Without foreshadowing, the beginning of the war is the climax, and it will soon be the end.

(End of this chapter)