About a quarter of an hour after the devil cavalry passed, the main force also arrived.

Under the bright moonlight, the black-pressed devils set up a four-way column on the highway, running forward, and the sound of clattering footsteps reached several miles away.

In the infantry platoon, there were also hundreds of trucks, armored vehicles, and tanks.

There are also a number of mountain guns towed in the back of many trucks, at least 30 of them!

Seeing this, Yu Chengzhu's eyes lit up at once: "Regiment commander, cannon, four-one mountain artillery!" ”

"Tank!" Guan Dashan's eyes also sparkled, and he said in a low voice, "Damn, there are at least thirty of them!" ”

"Don't think about the tank, this thing is too threatening, burn it with Molotov cocktails, and the first wave of attacks will be wiped out!" Li Yunlong snorted, and then said, "But the 41-type mountain cannon must be kept as much as possible." ”

"Next, we have to fight Ping'an County, we can't do it without artillery."

"If there is no artillery, the fight against Ping'an County will become a one-man show of the 358th Regiment."

"Then isn't our independent regiment a big loss? Therefore, the mountain artillery was captured as much as possible. ”

Zhang Dakui, the commander of the communications company, turned his head and said to the more than 100 signal soldiers lying on his stomach behind him: "Inform all battalions and companies to seize the Devil's Mountain Artillery as much as possible." ”

……

on the highway.

The commander of the 59th Infantry Brigade of the Japanese Army, Kiyogo Iguro, was napping in an armored car.

Although the engine roar of the armored car is very loud, for veterans, not to mention the roar of the engine, even the rumbling cannon can sleep peacefully.

While he was sleeping, Kiyogo Iguro suddenly woke up.

The adjutant sitting opposite him asked, "Brigade commander, what's wrong?" ”

Kiyogo Iguro shook his head, and was about to say that it was nothing, when he suddenly heard a loud "boom" in his ears.

Immediately afterward, the body of the armored car shook violently, and Iguro Kiyogo was caught off guard and fell and collided with the adjutant.

"Yaga!" Kiyogo Iguro sat up and scolded the driver, "How did you drive the car?" ”

Before the words fell, a continuous explosion suddenly sounded outside the car window: "Boom, boom! ”

Hearing this continuous explosion, Iguro Kiyo's face changed suddenly, broken, is this an ambush?

The adjutant hurriedly opened the window of the car through a crack, and the two heads leaned over and looked out through the window, only to see that the entire road had been completely shrouded in the red light from the explosion.

The most conservative estimate is that there must be more than a thousand clusters of light blooming on the highway!

It's really an ambush! Damn how many mines did the Eighth Route Army put on the road?

In the continuous and violent explosions, rows of Japanese soldiers were blown to the ground, trucks were overturned, and even Type 95 light tanks lost control in the chaos and plunged into the ditch on the side of the road.

……

"Haha, little devil of dog day, let you eat enough this time!"

Looking at the light clusters blooming on the highway, Li Yunlong's face was proud.

In this ambush, the Independent Regiment made a bloody effort, not only taking out all the land mines produced by its own arsenal, but even buying all the mines in the Xingxian Arsenal.

More than 5,000 mines, all buried on the road!

Created five oversized chain bullet minefields!

More than 5,000 mines, densely exploded on a road with a length of no more than two kilometers, and two and a half mines per meter, this density is enough for a little devil to drink a pot!

And that's just the first wave of attacks.

Before the smoke from the mine explosion dispersed, Li Yunlong took the lead in firing.

The next moment, more than 10,000 Eighth Route Army, which had long been ambushed in the preset positions on both sides of the road, opened fire one after another.

More than 8,000 rifles of various models, more than 500 light and heavy machine guns of various models, and at least 1,000 submachine guns or shell guns, all fired heavily on the road at the same time.

The dense rain of bullets poured out violently in an instant.

On the highway formed crossfire with no dead spots at all.

The unprepared devil infantry fell down in an instant.

……

The sudden critical attack completely stunned the devils of the 59th Infantry Brigade of the Japanese Army.

The first to react were the more than 30 Type 95 tanks of the 69th Squadron of Independent Combat Vehicles.

With the exception of a few of the unluckiest Type 95 light tanks that were blown up by mines or planted in roadside ditches in a hurry, most of the remaining tanks responded immediately.

The 37mm guns and the 7.7mm heavy machine guns on board opened fire.

Although the tank troops of the devils responded at the first time, the effect was not satisfactory.

And not long after, Molotov cocktails were thrown from dozens of meters away, and with the sound of crackling, one by one the wine bottles and clay cans hit the tank and shattered.

Flying from the bottles and crockpots was viscous gasoline mixed with engine oil.

Once the mixture of oil and gasoline is attached to the body of the tank, it cannot be shaken off.

Immediately afterward, torches flew over, and tanks were engulfed in flames.

The raging flames soon burned the Type 95 light tanks into thin-skinned iron coffins.

As a result, the roof of the turret of one tank after another was lifted, and the devil tank soldiers in the car ran out in a hurry, or were killed by the machine gun fire of the Eighth Route Army, or were directly burned to death by the fire.

……

Kiyogo Ihei's armored car was also used as a tank by the Eighth Route Army, and at least a dozen Molotov cocktails were hit.

As soon as the fire was burned, the temperature in the carriage rose sharply, and Iguro Kiyogo couldn't breathe.

The adjutant rushed forward and opened the armored door, but as soon as the door opened, the flames outside the car poured in, swallowing the adjutant at once.

The adjutant immediately fell to the ground, struggling and wailing in pain.

Without hesitation, Kiyogo Iguro stepped on the adjutant and rushed out of the car door.

Kiyogo Iguro had just gotten out of the car when he heard the sound of a charging horn in his ears.

After firing a few rows of guns, the Eighth Route Army immediately mounted its bayonets and launched a decisive charge against the Japanese army.

In the final analysis, the ammunition of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army was still in short supply, and it was not as abundant as the 358th Regiment, so after fighting two rows of guns, it launched a charge and started a white-knuckle battle.

Of course, this can also avoid the firepower of the devils.

The number of machine guns of the devils may not be as good as that of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, but the amount of ammunition is complete.

Therefore, once it falls into a stalemate, the firepower of the independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army will soon be exhausted, so it is the best choice to launch a charge in advance and start a white-knuckle battle with the devils.

To fight a war is to make the most of one's strengths and avoid one's weaknesses.

Avoid the devil's firepower advantage and carry forward your own military superiority.

Before Iguro Kiyogo came back to his senses, an Eighth Route Army had already rushed over with a bayonet.

"Yaga!" With a straight stab from his sword, Iguro Kiyogo nailed the Eighth Route Army to the ground.

But at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his lower back, and Iguro Kiyogo looked down sharply, and saw a bloody bayonet piercing through his right abdomen.