Liu Zhiyuan thought about it for a while and said: "First of all, we have to cross the trench, I think, we need a lot of explosives, first blow up the trench and lay wooden planks before we can cross the first trench." In order to deal with the enemy behind the trench, the fire had to be suppressed. After the first ditch was passed, the second ditch was also passed in this way. Only after the completion of the trench can the official attack on Luozhuang begin. ”

Liu Zhiyuan stopped talking, and Zhang Xiaosan continued to add: "When we officially attacked Luozhuang, the problem was that we didn't know Luozhuang's secret secret passage, and if we blindly rushed in, we would definitely suffer." So the stupidest way, and the easiest way, is to blow up a few horse lanes, rush over the horse roads, and approach the central pillbox. Of course, this requires a lot of explosives.

However, if we do not have enough explosives to blow up several horse tracks, we will have to use explosives and manual use of each other. ”

Zhang Xiaosan stopped talking again, it should be Wu Xiaoming's turn to speak. Wu Xiaoming said: "To deal with these big pillboxes, our large mortars will be able to exert their strength, as well as our soil explosive packs, and when the time comes, we will use them flexibly, and I don't believe that these pillboxes will not be able to be blown up." ”

Qian Yifei added: "I have prepared enough artillery shells, and when the time comes, I will fiercely support the infantry attack." In the end, I attacked these large pillboxes, and I bombarded them with 120-mm mortar shells. ”

Seeing that everyone's thinking is relatively clear, there is no need for Han Xing to talk about it again. Due to the long time, he was afraid that other puppet armies would flock to him, so he had to fight Luozhuang quickly, and Han Xing had to decide to attack Luozhuang immediately.

Liu Zhiyuan's battalion quickly entered the west of Luozhuang and served as the main attacker. To the east and north of Luozhuang, one company of each of the second battalion had already been placed, blocking the east and north of Luozhuang. As for the south of Luozhuang, because they were afraid that Wuping's devils would come to help, two companies of the third battalion were placed to block the road for the devils to support.

Han Xing's troops are counted as reserves, and they are always ready to support various departments.

Everything was ready, and in the front-line headquarters, Han Xing and Liu Zhiyuan looked at each other and nodded. Han Xing said, "Let's start!" ”

Liu Zhiyuan immediately shook the phone of the mortar battalion: "Start shelling!" ”

Wang Daxian, the commander of the mortar battalion, promised Liu Zhiyuan: "Yes!" Then an order was issued to the mortar battalion, which had been waiting for a long time: "5 rounds per shot, towards the already planned target." Put-"

In the mortar battalion, nearly 100 mortars made the sound of mortar ejection. Hundreds of 60-millimeter mortar shells formed a black group of bullets in the air, flying in an arc towards Luo Guangrong's stronghold.

Not far apart, another second batch of shells, then a third batch.

"Boom, boom," piles of shells exploded in Luozhuang's stronghold. Clusters of firelight, clusters of smoke, soon formed a large cloud of smoke, in this large smoke, flashing hundreds of points of light, tightly shrouded Luo Zhuang's stronghold in death.

Several large pillboxes, the exposed fortifications on the houses, and the surrounding walls of Luozhuang, as well as the fortifications between the two large trenches, were all subjected to countless shells. Only these puppet soldiers are crying dad and mother, wailing, holding their heads and howling vigorously!

A full 500 shells fell into Luo Zhaorong's stronghold.

The shelling stopped, slowly waiting for the smoke to clear, and then looking at the Luozhuang stronghold, Kou Jing seemed to have no one left. The earthen wall of Luozhuang's stronghold is like a sawtooth, one gap after another. The four corner towers of Luozhuang all collapsed and became a pile of broken bricks and tiles. The fortifications between the two trenches were also blown to pieces, and the shape of the trench had long been lost.

Han Xing and Liu Zhiyuan glanced at each other again and nodded. Han Xing said to Liu Zhiyuan: "You can blow up the first trench." ”

Liu Zhiyuan nodded, and dialed the phone of the battalion commander again: "Let's start, blow up the first trench first." ”

After receiving the call, the commander of the first battalion immediately ordered Zhang Wenlu, the commander of the first company, and said: "Company Commander Zhang, let's start!" ”

Zhang Wenlu, the commander of the first battalion and the first company, agreed loudly: "Yes!" Immediately led a company to start the operation.

Zhang Wenlu shouted first: "Fire cover-"

The company's three heavy machine guns and 12 light machine guns shot bullets in unison, suppressing the puppet soldiers who were not dead behind the first trench. Zhang Wenlu yelled at a row again: "Bomb the trench-"

The platoon commander agreed: "Yes-" and immediately led the platoon to start the trench bombing operation.

In order to blow up this trench, I thought of a lot of methods, and finally decided to use this method. That is, there are a lot of iron buckets and water tanks and other things collected in the village, and the common feature of these things is that they are all round. Then it was filled with explosives, and under the cover of fire, they pushed these round things and slowly rolled towards the first trench.

The puppet army in the trench behind the first trench was blown up by a burst of mortar shells just now, and it lost more than 30% at that time, and those who were not killed were also blown up. At this moment, the Eighth Route Army in front of them came pushing some bulging things, and immediately panicked again, and they shouted loudly: "The vat is coming, the bucket is coming, there must be explosives in it." Run! Run! ”

They were just about to run when they were shot to the head by several officers from behind. The officers shouted loudly: "No one is allowed to run, hit me!" Beat! ”

The soldier had no choice, so he immediately turned around and put the gun indiscriminately.

Strings of bullets from the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side flew over, and the puppet army fell in a large area.

I saw round things rolling into the trench, and after a while, I could only hear: "Boom, boom, boom", "boom, boom" In the violent explosion, the soil in the trench and the turbid sewage flew into the air together, and the mud and sewage flew for a while, and then they fell down one after another, splashing the puppet soldiers with dirty mud on their faces.

The soil from the collapsed trench also buried the stakes and mines underneath.

Without the trench, Zhang Wenlu's attack was much easier, and a platoon of soldiers quickly approached the trench behind the trench with assault rifles and stepped on the collapsed trench soil.

As soon as the puppet soldiers saw that such a deep trench could not stop the attack of the Eighth Route Army, some of them ran behind with their legs drawn. Although the officials killed a few deserters, they could not stop the rout of the large army. These puppet soldiers retreated into the walls of Luozhuang along the planks of the second trench.

A battalion and a company broke into the trenches outside the wall, and the headquarters of Han Xing and Liu Zhiyuan also moved to the trenches.

Liu Zhiyuan said to the commander of the first battalion: "If you fight well, blow up the second trench." ”

The commander of the first battalion agreed: "Yes!" "In the same way, the second trench was blown down in a few places, and a few roads were paved in preparation for the attack on the walls of Luozhuang.

The whole unit moved forward again, and the front-line troops were more than a hundred meters away from the wall. The area from the fence to the second trench was a bare open field.

Han Xing and Liu Zhiyuan arrived at the troops of the first battalion, where they could directly observe the situation of the Luozhuang wall.

This wall is made of triple soil, that is, after digging the foundation, wooden planks are placed on top of it, and the triple soil is hammered layer by layer with a stone hammer. What is triple soil, that is, lime, clay, and sand are mixed in a certain proportion.

This kind of wall can't be penetrated by bullets, even if it rains heavily, it can't collapse. It can only be blown up with explosives, or shelled with artillery.

Thanks to the fact that the troops of the Eighth Route Army had mortars and earth explosives, there was no way to take it at all.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark, and the sun's blood was red, throwing the last blood color on this battlefield, and the sun shone on the faces of the soldiers covered with dust and sweat......

Han Xing was discussing with Liu Zhiyuan: "Commander Liu, will Luozhuang's wall attack at this time, or tomorrow morning. ”

Liu Zhiyuan heard that Han Xing didn't want to fight at night, and asked, "Commander Han, you don't want to fight at night?" This Luo Zhuang doesn't want to attack at night? ”

Han Xing said: "Captain Liu, we are not familiar with this Luozhuang, it must be full of secret passages. Attack at night, we will definitely suffer! My idea is that tomorrow morning we will attack at dawn, and we will fight openly, and maybe we will have a little bit of light. ”

Liu Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Okay, tomorrow is dawn, continue to attack Luozhuang." Let Luo Zhaorong have another good dream tonight, and tomorrow, he will not want to dream. As for this wall, it is useless to take it down at night, so let's take it with you tomorrow morning! ”

Although the days are hot in spring, the nights are still relatively cold, and a cool air lingers in the surrounding fields. In the place where the guns and bullets of the enemy stronghold were fired, the soldiers lit piles of bonfires, one to deter the enemy, and the other to keep warm, and iron kettles, kettles, and iron pots hung from the branch shelves, and squeaked boiling water on them.

A dozen soldiers from a battalion and a company were gathered around a bonfire, some writing letters home, some watching the blazing bonfire, and some dozing off. A new soldier said to the company commander Zhang Wenlu: "Company Commander Zhang, I heard that you participated in the war to defend Changsha, so tell us about it, how did you fight the devils?" ”

Zhang Wenlu told him with a fluttering eyebrow: "If you want to say that our Southern Expeditionary Army, there are so many big heroes, one is our commander Han Xing, who is really well commanded, and the little devils don't eat vegetables." He first commanded us to take a plane to northern Jiangxi and recover the city of Gao'an......"

The recruit interrupted again: "Company commander, company commander, what does it feel like to be on a plane?" ”

"Is this a plane?" Zhang Wenlu taught him with the attitude of a veteran, "It's like sitting in a sedan chair, you don't feel anything when you fly, you just fly together, lift your heart for a while, and then you fall down, and you press your heart again." Before we flew here, we were all trained to skydive, you didn't! This will not work, it turned out that Commander Han trained us to run around in a plane, and then when we reached the top of the enemy's head, we jumped off with a parachute on our back. landed right on top of the enemy's head, and then opened fire on the little devil......"

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