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He Dajun pressed his body tightly against the cave wall and waited until the bombers dropped their bombs and flew away before crawling out of the cave.

The planes were still circling overhead, but they had run out of bombs. The bombers turned around and flew east, flying very low, almost touching the treetops, like a few vultures that were too full to fly.

Down the mountain, the siege continues.

The Japanese attacked from multiple directions simultaneously. Some rushed up the city wall through the gaps, some poured in from the section of the city wall that had been bombed on the east side, and some climbed up the city wall from the west side using ladders.

The defending forces engaged in battle simultaneously from all directions, resulting in a highly dispersed force, but they did not retreat from any direction.

Some people threw grenades down from the city wall, some fought the Japanese with bayonets at the breach, and some fired machine guns through the ruins. The city's residents also went up.

Some people carried ammunition boxes up the city wall, some carried stretchers down to transport the wounded, and some delivered water and food to the defenders at the foot of the city wall.

Shouts, gunshots, and explosions mingled together, making the entire city resemble a pot of boiling blood. The Japanese soldiers stormed into the city several times, only to be driven back each time, leaving layers upon layers of corpses piled up at the breaches in the city walls.

Everyone knows that if the Japanese invaders break into this place, everyone will be doomed.

Moreover, this place was once the capital of the Potato Party.

The battle continues.

The sky gradually darkened.

The Japanese attack finally stopped, and the attacking troops withdrew to their temporary camp in the open.

He Dajun lay on the edge of the dense forest and looked into the camp. The campfire was lit and the tents were set up, but the camp was much smaller than yesterday, and there were fewer campfires.

A rough estimate suggests that the Japanese suffered at least two to three thousand casualties today.

A tank was disabled by explosives fired by the defenders at a breach in the city wall. It is still there, with its turret tilted and its cannon barrel pointing upwards.

A tank had its tracks damaged by He Dajun's heavy machine gun fire and was lying on the gravel road next to the supply line.

Only four vehicles remained operational.

The infantry's morale had clearly dropped significantly. No one was singing around the campfire anymore, and no one was sharpening their bayonets. Most of them were just wrapped in their military overcoats, leaning against their backpacks, staring blankly, their faces full of exhaustion and numbness.

In the middle of the night, He Dajun began his operation again.

He changed into a Japanese military uniform, emerged from the dense forest, and quietly approached the camp's supply storage area.

There were ammunition boxes, fuel drums, and tent spare parts piled up here, surrounded by barbed wire and two sentries.

He Dajun squatted outside the barbed wire fence for a long time, waiting for the shift change of the sentries, waiting for the searchlight to sweep across the darkness on this side, and then exchanged twenty hand grenades from the system in one go.

He bundled the grenades into four bundles, pulled the fuses, and hurled them across the barbed wire towards the pile of ammunition boxes and fuel drums.

Then he ran up the mountain without looking back.

Then came a series of earth-shattering explosions, followed by the deafening bangs of ammunition boxes exploding one after another, and the fuel drums bursting into flames that illuminated the entire camp as if it were daytime.

The tent was blown away by the shockwave, the truck was overturned, and several Japanese soldiers who were close to the blast were thrown into the air by the blast.

On the walls of Jingzhou, the soldiers guarding the city heard the loud noise and saw the ball of fire shooting into the sky.

Someone peeked out from behind the battlements and looked down into the Japanese camp at the foot of the mountain, where they saw flames spreading between tents and trucks.

Of course, I also saw the Japanese sentries running around in a sorry state in the firelight, and I saw flashes of ammunition exploding one after another in the darkness.

An old soldier, lying next to the machine gun, grinned and said, "Our reinforcements have arrived."

The young soldier next to him paused for a moment, then asked what reinforcements. The old soldier pointed to the sea of ​​fire below the mountain and said, "Last night's heavy artillery positions and tonight's armory—you think they were destroyed by bombs falling from the sky? Someone is helping us."

The young soldier didn't speak, but just stared at the firelight, a sudden glimmer of light appearing in his eyes.

The news spread quickly. No one knows who first told the news, but soon all the guards on the city wall knew: there were reinforcements outside, not a large force, but they should be very powerful.

"Our reinforcements blew up the Japanese heavy artillery positions last night, and tonight they blew up the Japanese armory."

Many people think this way.

Although no one knew who the reinforcements were or how many there were, everyone saw the sea of ​​fire.

Morale soared considerably, and the soldiers who were nearly exhausted gripped their guns tightly once more.

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The battle continues.

For the next two days, He Dajun did not leave the mountainous area and continued to employ similar tactics.

During the day, while the Japanese attacking troops fought desperately at the front, he would go around to the rear to attack their logistics.

Supply convoys, ammunition transfer stations, wounded soldiers' shelters, and mess halls.

He attacked whatever was behind the Japanese lines.

They fight and run, never staying in the same spot for more than ten minutes.

The bullets from the Type 92 heavy machine gun whizzed back and forth between the dense forest and the valley, always appearing in the most unexpected places for the Japanese soldiers.

A truck loaded with artillery shells was blown up by heavy machine gun fire on a bend, and the deafening explosions echoed through the valley for a good ten seconds.

A makeshift ammunition depot was blown to smithereens by a grenade, and the Japanese soldiers guarding it were blown to pieces along with the ammunition boxes.

A wounded soldiers' shelter was raided from behind, and two medical tents were burned to ashes. Neither the medics nor the wounded soldiers managed to escape.

He single-handedly crippled the Japanese army's logistics line.

The supply of artillery shells to the attacking troops began to run intermittently, machine gun ammunition also became scarce, the wounded could not be transferred in time, the canned food in the cookhouse was blown up several times, and the soldiers on the front line had to fight on an empty stomach.

The siege firepower has been significantly reduced, and the pressure on the defenders on the city walls has also been greatly reduced.

On the afternoon of the third day, He Dajun discovered that the Japanese had also changed their tactics.

The Japanese army amassed a large force on the outskirts of the mountains, and a whole regiment of more than 4,000 men was temporarily drawn from the mountains and divided into several routes to advance into the mountains from different directions.

This isn't a search party; it's an operation to wipe them out.

The Japanese soldiers did not know that He Dajun was the only one in the mountains. They thought that an elite force was hidden deep in the forest, so they decided to concentrate their forces to eliminate this "force" first, and then turn back to continue attacking the city.

Faced with this situation, He Dajun knew that a head-on confrontation would be suicide. A regiment of over four thousand men, supported by armored vehicles and mortars, meant that He Dajun had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation.

He threw away the heavy machine gun and began to move quickly between the ridgeline and the dense forest, specifically looking for weak points in the Japanese encirclement.

Then exchange for new weapons to fight back.

But the Japanese encirclement was very tight, with patrol teams shuttling back and forth between each line of defense, and he was almost blocked several times.