Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and no Japanese soldiers could be seen in the area with a diameter of about fifteen meters at the center of the explosion. After the explosion ended, things began to fall from the sky.

Some were fragments of the Japanese soldiers' water bottles, helmets, or weapons. Finally, some of the Japanese soldiers' fragments began to fall off, making it difficult to piece them together completely. Most of them blended into the surrounding environment.

Although it was an intensive bombardment, because the Japanese marching formation was a long snake, the artillerymen of the rocket artillery battalion deliberately adjusted the shooting angles, and most of the rockets did not land too close.

Almost every rocket that fell could take away a large number of Japanese lives, ranging from a dozen to dozens.

The Japanese marching column was about one kilometer long, and nearly three hundred rockets basically covered the entire column.

Occasionally there would be some deviations, allowing a small number of devils to escape.

The Japanese soldiers who had managed to survive stood there in a daze, looking at their companions falling from the sky, the rain of blood, and all kinds of strange-shaped organs and weapons.

"Fa, what happened?"

"Amaterasu Omikami is above."

A Japanese soldier with trembling legs asked his companion tremblingly.

He turned around and looked around. Where were his companions? All around him were corpses of various kinds, not yet completely reassembled. On the road, on the rocks, on the trees, etc., and occasionally, pieces of flesh fell from the sky and hit him.

The Japanese soldier looked at everything around him in horror, unable to understand what was happening before his eyes.

"We, we seem to be under attack!"

At this time, a Japanese soldier had collapsed on the ground, looking around blankly, at a loss as to what to do.

The sudden attack completely stunned the Japanese soldiers of the 61st Regiment. They had no idea where the enemy was. The army that had just been so mighty and majestic had now disappeared, and after the explosion, they had no idea where the rocket came from.

At this moment, shouts and screams came from the mountain on the side.

"kill!"

Wang Wenbai led the 9th Detachment and the New 4th Battalion to launch a charge, but the distance of 500 meters was indeed a bit far. When the rocket exploded, Wang Wenbai led the soldiers to a distance of about 200 meters before sounding the horn of attack.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

On the other side of the mountain, two district teams and the county brigade of Yun County also rushed down with a variety of weapons. Compared with the district teams and county brigade of Ping'an County, the equipment of the district teams and county brigade of Yun County was much poorer.

There are a few rifles, and most of them are cold weapons.

But now these soldiers were very excited because they had just witnessed with their own eyes an entire regiment of Japanese soldiers being blown to death in large numbers in front of them.

The endless explosions and flames rising into the sky almost enveloped the entire 61st Regiment of the Japanese army.

"Send a telegram to the division commander, requesting support, requesting support. Send a telegram to other troops, and ask them to move closer to us immediately. Quick, request support!"

A Japanese lieutenant colonel who had managed to survive regained some consciousness after hearing the shouts and screams, and shouted loudly.

A Japanese communications soldier carrying a radio on his back was so frightened that he couldn't hear what the Japanese lieutenant colonel was saying.

The Japanese lieutenant colonel shook the signalman in front of him vigorously and shouted, "Send a telegram quickly!"

It was only at this time that the Japanese signalman reacted, quickly put down the radio, and began to prepare to generate electricity in a hurry.

"Defense, organize defense immediately!"

Although the Japanese lieutenant colonel was injured, he still used all his strength to give orders loudly, trying to form a line of defense to block the ambush teams rushing down the mountain from both sides.

But at this time, most of the surviving Japanese soldiers were still in a daze, their ears were still buzzing, and they couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Even though I saw the Japanese lieutenant colonel waving his command knife and shouting, I couldn't hear anything.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

The soldiers of the Ninth Detachment, the New Fourth Battalion, and the comrades of the district squad and county brigade rushed to the foot of the mountain like a tiger descending from the mountain. They did not choose to shoot at a long distance, but shot while charging.

While the Japanese were stunned by the bombing, they were completely defeated in one fell swoop, leaving them no time to react.

When he rushed into the road below, he stabbed the Japanese who were still in a daze.

At this time, some Japanese soldiers reacted slightly and hurriedly picked up their weapons to prepare for a counterattack.

But it was too late!

"kill!"

Wang Wenbai shot and killed a Japanese soldier, then raised his hand and shot a fleeing Japanese soldier.

The imminent death made some Japanese soldiers react, but they did not intend to fight to the death. Instead, they chose to run, throwing away their weapons and running towards the rear or places where there were no Eighth Route Army soldiers without looking back.

It was so terrifying here. The Japanese soldiers were still seeing the scene of the rockets falling. A well-organized regiment was reduced to only half after just one round of shelling. Maybe there were only one-third of the survivors, or even less.

Moreover, most of the surviving Japanese soldiers were injured, and those who were intact were considered lucky.

"Kill! Don't let the devils go!"

Wang Wenbo's pistol had run out of bullets, so he picked up a Japanese Type 38 rifle from the ground. Without even putting on the bayonet, he smashed it with all his strength at the back of the head of a fleeing Japanese soldier. Then he took out the bayonet, put it on, and stabbed it directly into the back of the Japanese soldier's heart. He twisted it hard and then pulled it out.

The county brigade and district squad of Yun County, armed with various cold weapons, were like fish in water, constantly hacking and killing one defeated Japanese soldier after another.

Some Japanese soldiers also reacted and wanted to fight back.

He wanted to gather some Japanese soldiers and fight them while retreating, but no one listened to him. He was even knocked to the ground by the fleeing Japanese soldiers because he was blocking the way, and then a big knife chopped his head.

"kill!"

……

Chapter 262 Report: Found a marching pot

"Report, telegram from the 61st Regiment!"

"Sixty-first Regiment?"

Inside the 4th Division headquarters, Yamashita Fengwu frowned as he looked at the flustered communicator. A sense of foreboding came over him, and he asked worriedly, "What happened?"

"Report, the 61st Regiment was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army at Yulin Ridge and suffered heavy losses. Requesting tactical guidance!"

"Ambush? Heavy losses? Didn't they just arrive at Yulin Ridge?"

Yamashita Tomotake took the telegram abruptly. The content of the telegram was a bit messy, but the general meaning could be understood. The 61st Regiment suffered a devastating attack and requested support.

"How can it be."

Next to Yamashita Fengwu's desk was a telegram from the commander of the 61st Regiment sent five minutes ago, reporting that the 61st Regiment was making smooth progress and could support the 6th Division before dark, but now it had suffered a devastating blow.

"Send a telegram to the other regiments immediately and have them quickly move towards the 61st Regiment and reinforce it!"

Now Yamashita Tomotake can no longer take care of the Sixth Division. The regiment under his own Fourth Division has also encountered problems. He has to save his own troops first.

"Hayi!"

"Send a telegram to the 61st Regiment and ask for details!"

"Hayi!"

At this time, in the Eighth Regiment, Zhong Ming Daxiang was walking slowly in the queue.

The Eighth Regiment was marching very slowly. At this time, it was still about 35 kilometers away from Yun County. It took more than four hours for the troops to march about five kilometers, almost taking ten steps and stopping for one step. It was not because the Eighth Regiment was slacking off, but because it was cautious.

As we all know, the Eighth Route Army likes to ambush, so every time they pass a hill, they have to check very carefully, for fear that there are ambush teams of the Eighth Route Army hiding in the mountain. They will only take action after confirming that it is safe.

"Report, telegram from the 61st Regiment."

"Sixty-first Regiment?"

"Hayi!"

Zhong Ming Daxiang took the telegram and took a look at it. When he saw the content of the telegram, his first reaction was to be relieved. He was relieved that he immediately realized his mistake and the seriousness of the problem, and did not act willfully and retaliate just because General Li Yunlong's tone was a little harsh.

After all, people from small places are somewhat unstable, and they end up bringing trouble upon themselves.

The 61st Regiment's telegram only asked for help from the 8th Regiment, and did not mention its own experience, so Zhong Ming Daxiang felt a little gloating. The 61st Regiment did not listen to him and was ambushed. It was estimated that they would suffer some hardships and losses.

"Report, division telegram."

"You won't urge us to speed up, will you?"

Zhong Ming Daxiang muttered to himself as he took the telegram. After reading its contents, he immediately said, "Order the troops to turn around immediately, speed up, and support the 61st Regiment."

"Turn around and support the 61st Regiment?"

Kota Kodera looked at Daxiang Zhongming with some surprise.

"The 61st Regiment was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army and suffered heavy losses. They are now retreating and need our support."

As long as it is not to support Yu County, Zhongming Daxiang can do anything. Supporting the 61st Regiment is the best option. He does not need to get close to Yu County and can also settle the account, killing two birds with one stone.

In fact, what shocked Zhong Ming Daxiang even more was that the 61st Regiment was ambushed and suffered heavy losses. He felt a sense of surviving a disaster, and more of a sense of relief. He once again thanked Li Yunlong for sending a telegram to inform him.

General Li Yunlong was indeed a man of honor, otherwise his Eighth Regiment might have been ambushed and suffered heavy losses.

As the sun was about to set, the 8th Regiment finally encountered the defeated troops of the 61st Regiment.

At this time, some soldiers of the 61st Regiment who had managed to escape, after seeing the 8th Regiment, immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. They survived, finally survived, and finally escaped.

From being bombed without any warning, to being hunted, to escaping, it's finally over, and I finally survived.

Zhong Ming Daxiang was also a little surprised when he saw the 61st Regiment's Japanese soldiers fleeing in the distance. He felt that the heavy losses might be exaggerated. It should be because they were defeated and the losses were exaggerated to settle the accounts. Maybe they lost a few hundred people, but now it seems that the situation is much more serious than he imagined.

"Where's your wing commander?"

Zhong Ming Daxiang grabbed a soldier from the 61st Regiment and asked, "Dead, dead, all dead, all dead!"

The Japanese soldier was still in a panic at this time. After hearing the question, he immediately muttered to himself.

"died?"

"They're all dead! The Eighth Route Army deployed at least hundreds of heavy artillery pieces to attack us simultaneously. They're all dead! They're all dead!"

A Japanese officer who was still a little more conscious said while crying, Nakamiya Daxiang immediately thought of the telegram sent to him by Okamoto Shigeo, about the missile that caused an entire field artillery regiment to be annihilated.

"hiss!"