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Chapter 301, retreat, the battle is over

Junxiu Yamashita grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed his face fiercely. The cold stimulation made his brain extra clear.

There is not much time left for him, and when it is broken, it will be broken.

Toshihide Yamashita said: "The third squadron is looking for weak points to open the gap, and the first and second squadrons are on standby."

Saving people must be saved. You can't watch the besieged friendly troops be wiped out, but the method and strategy must be changed.

"……Yes."

The staff officer replied subconsciously, and after a pause, he wanted to understand the captain's consideration.

Originally, it was intended to attack with all its strength, not only to break through the encirclement of the Eight Routes, but also to carry out a counterattack, to teach Tu Eight Routes a severe lesson.

After suffering a big loss and having a long memory, he will not chase after him like a poisonous snake.

The successive changes made the captain doubtful.

Like a red-eyed gambler, it's easy to put all your net worth on it.But if you want to lose again, it will not be so easy to accept failure.

So what I'm looking for now is a safety, just open a breakout and rescue people.

The two most powerful squadrons should serve as reserve teams, and the entire brigade must have the awareness to withdraw in time.

……

"Hit Lao Tzu hard!"

The commander of the fourth battalion went into battle himself, wielding a Czech-style light machine gun, shooting accurately and ruthlessly with short bursts, suppressing the little devils in front of the position so that they dare not show their faces.

Generally speaking, cadres at the level of battalion commanders are more often in command of battles, and rarely go into battle with weapons in hand.

Especially if you use the machine gun yourself, it is definitely the enemy's priority target, and the danger is extremely high.

If the commander is killed first, it will definitely have a negative impact on the soldiers who are fighting.

The commander of the fourth battalion said that he has no hobby of playing with guns, but there is nothing he can do.

The old lady picks persimmons and squeezes the soft ones.

Not only the Eighth Route Army, but also the little devils.

The little devil who was ambushed has a very instinctive judgment on which enemy is stronger.

The Second Battalion's offensive momentum was very fierce, constantly compressing the living space of the devils.

In comparison, the combat power of the fourth battalion is not as strong as that of the second battalion, and it can only present a situation of encirclement, trapping the little devil.

It is worse than the second battalion, and the commander of the fourth battalion can't help it. Who told them to be formed later, the proportion of recruits is large, the combat effectiveness is not strong, and they can't get good weapons, so they are even worse than the first battalion and the second battalion. .

Ever since, the little devils who were surrounded took the position of the fourth battalion as a breakthrough, and played a fatal blow.

With the Czech-style light machine gun in his hand, there were no two machine gunners, and there was no suitable substitute. The commander of the fourth battalion could only go up by himself.

"Battalion Commander, it's not good, there are devils coming up from behind, and the tenth company's position has been breached."

The messenger soldier who came to report the message had a dark face, and he staggered and fell beside him.

The Fourth Battalion Commander was a little deaf after being blown by a grenade from the devil, and turned his head and asked loudly, "What, say it again."

The correspondent shouted loudly: "The devil is coming up from behind, the tenth company's position has been breached, and the company commander has also died!"

The bullets in the magazine have been emptied, and the fourth battalion commander is still pulling the trigger mechanically, it is impossible, why...

After fighting for so many years, he actually knows very well that nothing is impossible on the battlefield.

No one is ever victorious general who can predict everything.

He handed over the position to the deputy battalion commander and called a squad of soldiers.

"follow me!"

He had to close the gap, otherwise all the devils in the encirclement would escape.

Then they will be surrounded by loneliness.

Soon, the commander of the fourth battalion led his people to the position of the tenth company.

The soldiers had already been dispersed, he grabbed one and asked, "Where is your deputy company commander?"

"I don't know, it's all messed up."

"How many enemies rushed up?"

"There were one or two hundred of them. We were crushed when the devils attacked us."

Even with a discount, there are dozens or hundreds of them.

It's normal for the tenth company's position to be attacked suddenly, and it can't be defended, but it's too fast.

The soldiers who retreated quickly gathered together, and together with the people he brought over, there was almost a reinforced platoon.

These people are enough to launch an attack.

The commander of the fourth battalion called some cadres over and said to them: "I have sent someone to notify the commander, and support will definitely come.

But before that, the little devil must not be allowed to withdraw too easily.We're going to take back the ground and plug the gap. "

The leader of the three platoons retreated, one arm was already wrapped in a bandage, and his forehead was full of blood. He was the first to express his opinion:
"Battalion Commander, we will take back the positions we lost. I will lead people to lead the battle, and anyone who is not afraid of death will follow me."

"Platoon leader, count me in."

"Count me in too."

The soldiers swept away the decline, their morale became high again, and they wanted to join the vanguard of the counterattack.

Seeing this situation, the Fourth Battalion Commander felt extremely proud.

Although their battalion has the worst combat effectiveness in the whole regiment, their soldiers are not bad.

All of them are tough men.

The soldiers were re-formed, and the attack method to regain the position was formulated. The commander of the fourth battalion gave special instructions.

"The artillerymen don't think about saving shells, and aim for a while and hit hard."

A mortar is the most direct artillery support force of the Fourth Battalion.

It is also an important support for the commander of the Fourth Battalion to have the confidence to regain his position.

Da da da da... Under the cover of machine guns, the third platoon leader and his men launched a battle to regain the position.

The Japanese No. Squadron, which occupied the position, did not blindly expand the battle, but spread the two squads to the left and right, and hastily built a defensive position.

Their squadron leader received an order to open the gap and cover the retreat of the surrounded friendly forces.

Moreover, the staff officer who conveyed the order repeatedly urged caution to guard against sudden attacks from the Eighth Route Army.

The battle to regain the position initiated by the Fourth Battalion really confused the Japanese army at first.

Could this be attention bait?
The counterattack direction of the eight roads is on the other side?
But after fighting for a long time, the eight roads are already very close, and the main force has not yet appeared.

Thirty eight ways.

That's it?

Bastard, these dozens of people still dare to provoke?

The commander of the squadron, Major, drew out his command saber and waved at the enemy: "Charge!"

The devil soldier jumped out of the trench with the bayonet-mounted Sanba Gaier, and launched a counterattack against the charging Balu.

"Don't be stingy with shells, blast him like a dog."

The mortars of the Fourth Battalion fired up, and the loaded gunners dropped bombs repeatedly, and the shells landed on the devil's position without stopping.

The devils who had just poured out of the trenches were blown up and retreated back into the trenches in despair.

The third platoon leader, who almost stepped on the tail of the shell, followed the devil and rushed to the position.

Czech-style light machine guns were firing, bayonets were sent into the enemy's body, and the soldiers were fighting desperately.

"Little devil, kill your grandpa."

The three platoons cut the devil's neck with a sharp knife.His left arm was injured and he couldn't use a rifle, but his sword skills were not bad, and he could cut devils with one hand.

The soldiers who attacked again had already put life and death behind them.

Losing their ground is a shame to them, and only by driving the devils away and regaining their ground can their shame be washed away.

Balu is desperate, and the little devil is not made of mud.

A small team serving as the reserve team came up to support them as quickly as possible.

The number of people immediately became one to two. If there was a certain possibility of regaining the position before, then the possibility is infinitely shrinking at this time.

"Fight with the little devil!"

The third platoon leader held the bayonet stabbed in his waist with one hand, slashed hard with the big knife, and shouted through gritted teeth.

They have already retreated once, and this time they will die, and they will die on the battlefield.

"Pity."

Major Guizi had already recognized this army, he was the one who fought with them in Huangyadong for eight days and nights, the New Second Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

It is worthy of being an enemy that makes the imperial army helpless, with tenacious will and full tenacity.

They are all warriors!
However, this time there is no such terrain.

The sound of the rumbling guns made people's ears hurt, it was too close, and it was right behind.

Major Guizi turned his head to look, and the artillery fire, which was more intense than before, landed on the other side of the position.

"Too bad, that's where the main force of the Eight Routes will attack."

Major Guizi came to his senses, and quickly raised his binoculars to observe.

Under the cover of artillery fire, one vote and eight routes are rapidly approaching the position.

Submachine guns, Czech-style light machine guns, he saw more automatic fire.

It's really the absolute main force of Eight Roads!

The New Second Regiment of the Eighth Route Army had more automatic firepower than the Imperial Army, which left a deep impression on the officers of the Japanese army.

This army should be listed separately and should not be confused with other Eighth Route Army.

He raised his binoculars and looked further away, and there were more people hidden in the snow.

"Retreat, retreat with alternate cover."

He no longer cared about the easy victory, and he didn't dare to think that sending everyone up would be able to withstand it.

Then there is only one option, to retreat.

The third platoon leader saw that the little devil who was entangled with them just now quickly broke away from the battle and ran away without looking back.

As soon as the artillery fire stopped, the company commander led his men to attack the position, and wiped out the last few stubborn devils neatly, looking at the little devils who had already run a long distance, cursing.

"Damn, run faster than a rabbit."

Just killed a dozen devils who were blocking the attack, and the main force of the devils didn't bite a single bite.

For the first battalion, which is used to big fish and big meat, it is a loss.

After occupying the position and re-blocking the gap, the company commander and the others also found a dozen or so soldiers who were still dazed at the other end of the position.

All the soldiers were wounded, and none of them was intact.But they did what they promised and regained ground.

The third platoon leader grinned and fell headlong to the ground.

"Platoon leader... health worker!"

……

Looking through the binoculars, Yamashita Junxiu sighed silently when he saw the Eighth Route Army with extremely brutal firepower.

Sure enough, Balu was still prepared.

If he put the entire brigade up, even if he wanted to retreat at this time, he would have to pay a considerable price.

How many cards do you have for the eight-way commander?

The combat staff officer came behind him: "Through the gap we opened, nearly 200 people have been withdrawn. Captain, what should we do next?"

In the distance, eight bombers were flying at low altitude, probably looking for targets for bombing.

The entire battlefield was in chaos, without guidance from the ground, and the planes didn't know which target to bomb.

Yamashita Junxiu's eyes lit up: "Quickly, guide the bomber, there is no enemy in front of you, it is more worthy of their bombing."

Good steel must be used on the blade, and the most lethal weapon should also be used on the most threatening enemy.

The speed of the plane was extremely fast, and before the combat staff had time to direct the personnel to arrange the guidance on the ground, the plane had already arrived in the sky.

"faster!"

Toshihide Yamashita urged sternly.

But then, the scene that appeared in the sky made him feel at a loss with his mouth open.

The tracer bullets fired by the anti-aircraft machine gun were like a whip, twitching the big guys in the sky.

More than a dozen anti-aircraft machine guns, the ballistics fired formed a fishing net made of bullets, and even a big guy who bumped into it couldn't hold it back.

A bomber immediately emitted black smoke and fell uncontrollably towards the ground.

The other seven planes hurriedly stretched to avoid, and quickly left this area.

Bombing, bombing!
Junxiu Yamashita suddenly remembered the scene where the eight-way anti-aircraft machine gun directly damaged the approaching plane during the battle at Huangya Cave.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's withdraw!"

Since you can't do anything to the enemy right now, you should first preserve your own vitality.

This time, they lost.

But it doesn't mean every time will be like today.All fall into the calculation of the eight roads.

Toshihide Yamashita believes that sooner or later there will be a chance.

……

In the position of the eleventh company, Li Yunlong asked in bewilderment: "The little devils just withdrew like this, six to seven hundred people, and they didn't fart a single one."

Zhang Dabiao corrected: "Commander, those little devils still did something, they broke through the tenth company's position."

Li Yunlong scolded: "That's a stinky fart and ran away."

Zhang Dabiao knew very well that it was actually a good thing for the devil to escape.A brigade of devils pressed up, and the fourth battalion and the second battalion would probably suffer.

Then their new second group will suffer a big loss.

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose money, which is the best description.

Fortunately, for some reason, the devil didn't make too much of a move, and simply retreated neatly.

Although they rescued a group of devils, they didn't lose too much, at most they earned less.

"Regimental Commander, you see that our first battalion is here..."

Zhang Dabiao reminded that since there are no strong enemies around and there is no need to be a reserve team, it is time to eat meat.

Li Yunlong thought for a while and said, "Leave the third company, and you come to help the fourth battalion, and get rid of the little devils as soon as possible.

Time has dragged on long enough, and if it drags any longer, the little devil's reinforcements will arrive. "

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed."

Zhang Dabiao agreed loudly, turned his head and led the people there.

With the cooperation of tanks, the second battalion has almost wiped out the enemies in their encirclement.

As the first battalion joined the battle, the pressure on the fourth battalion dropped sharply.

It lasted more than three hours, and the enemy and the enemy used close to tens of thousands of troops, a large-scale ambush.

It ended with a major victory for the Eighth Route Army.

In this battle, only more than 43 Japanese soldiers were finally drawn out, and Japanese soldiers chose to surrender voluntarily.

More than 700 Japanese corpses were left on the battlefield. Later, when the Japanese army arrived, they burned the corpses for two full days.

(End of this chapter)