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Chapter 389, the last wave of rockets
There was a red glow in the sky, and the sun was about to rise.

This night, the first half of the night was earth-shattering, so naturally there is no need to say more.

In the second half of the night, small groups of Japanese troops attacked from all directions without stopping.

Taking advantage of the time when the devils stopped to prepare for the next attack, the sixth company commander trotted over from the position on the right.

"The commander of the seventh company is gone, only our two companies are left."

What the Japanese army guessed was correct. Without enough sightlines, the Eighth Route Army would never waste rockets.

One can be worth six taels of gold.

It must be worth the money and kill enough enemies.

The new second regiment is currently in a state of being alone.

If it cannot be withdrawn in time, it will face the danger of cutting off the logistics supply line and being surrounded by groups.

There is only one way to retreat.

The other troops withdrew, and only the sixth and seventh companies of the second battalion were left behind.

Two companies with no more than people have to face the enemies of two or three regiments.

The sixth company commander didn't even dare to think about it. He was afraid that if he thought about it too much, he wouldn't have the courage to persevere.

"Are you afraid?"

Huang Wenhua, commander of the seventh company, could see his uneasiness at a glance.

The sixth company commander paused for a few seconds, then nodded immediately: "I really don't know what to do."

Huang Wenhua patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the commander won't leave us alone. Otherwise, why do you think I took the initiative to stay?"

The sixth company commander breathed a sigh of relief, obviously not as worried as before.

Huang Wenhua, commander of the seventh company, is no ordinary person.

When he was a teenager, he joined the Red Army led by Master Liu and participated in the Long March.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he served as the company commander of the th Division of the Eighth Route Army's Secret Service Regiment and moved to Northwest Shanxi.

Soon, he was transferred to the garrison brigade and served as battalion commander and deputy chief of the combat unit.

He has fought many victories, and his legendary experience is no less than that of Zhang Dabiao.

Such a person, come to the new second regiment as a company commander, and be properly relegated to use.

The people in the regiment asked a lot.

There are rumors that he was originally intended to be the deputy of the Second Battalion. Given the size and combat effectiveness of the new Second Regiment, it can be regarded as an average level.

But Huang Wenhua refused, the reason is that he will not be rewarded for no merit, and he wants to show his achievements to prove his strength.

For this mission, Zhang Dabiao specifically ordered that the opinions of the Seventh Company Commander Huang Wenhua should be given priority.

Besides, thinking about it carefully, their commander Li Yunlong would never leave a brother behind.

Not to mention leaving their two companies behind, there must be arrangements for support later.

Huang Wenhua called three correspondents: "Tell the platoon leaders to shrink their positions and build a defensive line centered on the company headquarters.

If there is no order, you can only stick to it and not attack.Otherwise, you will be blown up by our rockets, and no one will complain to you if you die. "

Watching the three leave, Huang Wenhua asked the sixth company commander if he understood?
The head of the Sixth Company nodded with a smile on his face: "We are bait, catching little devils?"

"Yes."

Huang Wenhua said: "This was told to me by Deputy Head Zhang personally 10 minutes ago.

Not surprisingly, the rocket launcher will be waiting for us eight kilometers away.

As soon as the rockets are fired, our two companies will alternately cover and retreat, and your sixth company will retreat first. "

The sixth company commander had received all the information at this moment, and only then did he fully outline the plan in his heart.

Fishing sounds easy.

However, it is easy to accidentally let the enemy eat all the bait.

This requires the bait to have extremely strong toughness and be able to withstand the enemy's attack.

According to the calculation of the Japanese army's firepower, one company may not be able to take on the important task, and there must be two companies.

The regiment headquarters also specially distributed submachine guns to replace the rifles in the hands of some soldiers to increase the firepower of their two companies.

With the addition of light machine guns and heavy machine guns, almost half of the people are in automatic fire.

Secondly, it is not so easy to get rid of the enemy and retreat with alternate cover, because there are too many enemies.

"Shoulders are full of responsibilities!"

When the sixth company commander trotted back to his company, he patted himself on the shoulder and said to himself.

at the same time.

The three commanders of the Japanese army were arguing endlessly over the radio.

"It's enough to send a squadron to test it out. If there are too many people and the enemy's artillery bombards us, we will suffer heavy losses."

"That's right, use a small group of troops to test it first, and wait for the air support to come."

Yokoyama Osaku and Okada Osaku have already learned of the loss of the Inibe Regiment.

The two of them didn't want to end up in such a miserable situation, they were only willing to use a small group of troops to test and harass them, and just cleared the responsibility.

Inobe Dazuo got the suggestion of Chief of Staff Yoshida, and he was the most anxious.

"At daybreak, the Eighth Route Army must have transferred the artillery, and they will never take the risk of leaving it behind.

Two, the three alliances were intimidated by the small Eighth Route, if they let them go, the three of you and I will be a disgrace. "

Colonel Yokoyama and Colonel Okada didn't accept this old-fashioned aggressive method at all.

Soldiers were dispatched, battles were fought, and no enemy was left, only a small loss of face.

Even bragging about the power of the enemy's heavy artillery will not lose any face.

But in case they are attacked by the enemy's heavy artillery and the troops suffer heavy losses, who will make up for their losses?

Only Colonel Inobe had already lost a lot, if he couldn't take the blame and make meritorious service now, he would definitely be held accountable after returning, and he would definitely not end well.

The three of them knew about this matter in their hearts, but they just saved each other's face and didn't point it out.

Colonel Inobe had no choice but to choose to compromise, and begged the two old friends to use the artillery squadron and give more artillery support for the sake of their colleagues.

"As it should be."

"The shells are absolutely indispensable."

This small request was nothing more than to use some shells, and the two agreed one after another.

Afterwards, Colonel Inobe prepared the last complete infantry brigade in his hands for the next attack.

He could only pray now, the enemy had already diverted the heavy artillery.

When the two colleagues saw that the victory was hopeful, they sent a powerful force to help him win the final victory.

Otherwise, if he failed to kill many enemies, he would be buried in half of the regiment, and he would definitely go to a court-martial.

The Japanese army fired again, and the shells fell without warning and exploded on the Eighth Route Army's position.

The black soil turned up straight up, sometimes bringing up some buried bones.

The shrapnel cut off the few remaining trees and branches.Only bare tree stumps remained.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were all hiding in the artillery holes, holding their guns in their hands like bowstrings.

They knew that as soon as the gunfire stopped, the hardest battle would begin.

"Company commander, the enemy is coming up." The observer outside reminded loudly.

Huang Wenhua rushed out like a nimble cat: "Everyone enters the position and prepares to fight."

With the brilliance of the rising sun, the soldiers who entered the position could see very clearly.

The Japanese army, who could not see the end in sight, advanced quickly with guns in their hands and cats on their waists.

They opened up three echelons and drew a sufficient distance. It seems that they suffered from the rocket launcher and have a long memory.

"Company commander, the west side is also coming up. It seems that there is a squadron."

Huang Wenhua waved his hand: "Don't worry about them, there is a minefield over there, let them go through the minefield first."

A soldier stooped through the long trench, ran to Huang Wenhua and stopped: "Seventh company commander, our company commander asked me to tell you that a squadron of Japanese troops also appeared in the east."

Huang Wenhua said: "I remember dozens of landmines were buried there, just keep an eye on them."

In addition to being harassed and attacked on the front, all the landmines planted were stepped on by the Japanese army, and the mine defense lines planted on the two wings have never been used.

Unless the little devils are dying, it will take them a lot of time to pass through the minefield.

And this is enough for the frontal enemy to come and die.

Major Suzuki, the commander of the third infantry battalion commanding the attack, held a binoculars in his hand and looked at the extremely quiet battlefield, feeling a chug in his heart for no reason.

"It's too quiet, as if all the eight roads have been withdrawn." He muttered to himself.

It would be good if all the eight roads were withdrawn, at least there would be no need to fight.

I'm afraid that Balu is hiding and wants to make a surprise attack.

The soldiers at the front had already set foot on the front line of the Eighth Route Army, occupying the trench with ease.

Major Suzuki's worries seemed unnecessary.

The soldiers under him were encouraged, let go of their courage and strode forward.

Soon, the second line of defense abandoned by the Eight Route Army was also occupied by the vanguard with the sun flag on their rifles.

Major Suzuki saw from a distance through the binoculars that the soldiers were cheering, waving the rising sun flag of the Great Japanese Empire, and planting it on the occupied position.

He said to the correspondent: "Report to the captain, the timid Balu should have run away."

As soon as the words fell, a few gunshots rang out, and the flag bearer who was waving the Rising Sun Flag was punctured several bloody holes by the bullets of the heavy machine gun, and fell heavily to the ground.

Even the flags that had not been firmly planted fell on the ground, stained with dark brown soil.

Observing carefully, the corners of Major Suzuki's mouth were twitching. Fortunately, his judgment was not reported, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

But when he raised the binoculars again and carefully observed the battle situation at the front, his face turned black.

The sixth and seventh companies equipped with a large number of submachine guns, plus light and heavy machine guns, fired three to four thousand rounds of bullets in just a dozen seconds.

Such a sudden attack was completely unexpected by the Japanese army immersed in the joy of victory.

Before many people could react, they were hit by multiple bullets at the same time, and they became the ghosts of the guns in a daze.

The whole scene looked like it was cutting wheat, and it fell down.

The rest of the Japanese army reacted quickly, jumping into the trenches to avoid, and relying on the terrain, they immediately organized a counterattack.

But the gap in firepower made their counterattack seem powerless.

Major Suzuki saw it through the binoculars, and angrily cursed: "Bastard, how come there are so many machine guns on the Eighth Road? This is more than my entire brigade."

In the past when they fought against the Eighth Route Army, they beat the Imperial Japanese Army, not only taking advantage of well-trained soldiers, but also having the advantage of well-equipped weapons.

Even if you encounter several times the number of enemy ambushes, you can easily suppress the firepower of the Eighth Route Army and counterattack.

This was the first time he had encountered such an aggrieved battle.

Major Suzuki could tell that there were not many enemies, so he specially reduced the defensive position.

"Send me the order, the heavy machine gun moves forward."

"Tell the artillery squadron to provide immediate artillery support."

"The two squadrons in the rear will encircle from both wings, and we must destroy them."

After issuing three orders in one breath, he raised his binoculars and continued to stare at the battle situation.

With artillery support and without artillery support are actually two concepts.

In the artillery squadron of the regiment, four rapid-fire guns and two mountain cannons, plus two -type infantry guns in the machine gun squadron, eight artillery guns fired together.

In an instant, shells rained down on the Eighth Route's position.

The firepower of the Eighth Route Army suddenly weakened, and killing and wounding was part of the reason.

The key point is the suppression of artillery fire, so that they dare not show their faces, and it is even more impossible to shoot at their own soldiers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the following two infantry squadrons attacked in a trapezoidal shape, one from the left and the other from the right, surrounded them from both wings.

The balance of victory seems to be in favor of the Japanese army.

Colonel Inobe was in the rear headquarters, and was very excited when he saw it, and immediately contacted his two colleagues through the radio.

"Yokoyama-kun, Okada-kun, have you seen it? The Eight Route Army has already left, leaving only a small army to die."

Chief Hengshan grinned and pierced his heart: "I see, you have a brigade attacking two companies of the Eighth Route, four to one force, and it will be a long time before you can take it down."

Colonel Inobe couldn't be happy at that time, this kind of record is really not on the table.

But it was indeed his biggest gain in the past two days.

Mr. Okada is a real person, but he said something fair: "You can't say that, after all, Jing Bian-kun's subordinates have worked very hard, and the firepower of the Eight Routes seems too fierce."

Colonel Inobe was slightly relieved, and he reminded: "Both, General Fukuda is unconscious, and General Maeda Jiro is watching.

Returning empty-handed, I am afraid it is impossible to explain.Eighth Route may not have run far, their cannons are too heavy, and they can't run very fast.

Now send people to catch up, maybe there will be big gains.That's all for now, it's up to you whether to do it or not. "

After hanging up the communication, Colonel Yokoyama remained silent.

The culprit, the eight-way heavy artillery grenade regiment, if it can be destroyed, it must be a great achievement.

As for the heavy artillery weighing more than ten tons, even if it is towed by a car, given the road conditions around Jincheng, it is impossible to run fast.

Grand Master Hengshan was moved, and immediately ordered his subordinates to use motorcycles to clear the way, and the truck pulled people to chase.

Once the heavy artillery is moved, it will take a lot of time to re-enter the battle, and it is too late in a hurry.

Grand Master Okada thought of going with him, and also immediately ordered troops to be dispatched.

But at this moment, the Eighth Route Army's rocket launcher fired without warning.

Countless rockets came through the air, almost without a pause, and directly covered the three infantry squadrons that were besieging the Eighth Route.

At the same time, the artillery squadron suffered a lot.

The air waves created by the shock wave of the explosion turned into a tangible substance. Even if you hide in a trench, you will definitely die within ten meters.

The black soil turned straight up, forming mud pillars.

The rocket directly lifted up the tree stump, and it was blown into pieces and scattered in the sky and the earth.

Witnessing such a devastating artillery attack, the three commanders all fell silent.

(End of this chapter)