"Your Excellency Dazuo, the military department has called back!" Just as Masuda Kentai was standing behind the sandbags in the bunker of the headquarters and observing the direction of Shimo-Mizhuang on the south bank of the Kouquan River, the figure of Kotaro Kusunoki, the chief of staff of the wing, came from behind him.

Sure enough, Masuda Kentai looked back and saw that it was Kotaro Kusunoki.

"What does the military department say?" Masuda Kentai asked hurriedly.

To be honest, Masuda Kentai did not feel that his wing, with a force of less than 4,000 men, could block the northward movement of the main force of the independent brigade here at the Kouquan River. You know, there were still three or four hours before dawn, and it was still early in the morning.

For his 313 Wing, although night combat is not a problem. But in the current situation, it is a little uncomfortable to start a fierce battle with the independent brigade.

Sure enough, after the independent brigade entered the Quanhe River, it quickly launched an offensive. This made Masuda Jiantai worried, and in the face of the fierce attack of the Independent Brigade on the south bank of the Kouquan River, Masuda Jiantai felt that he was worthy of the Eighth Route Army troops that even the Front Army Headquarters, the Military Department, and even His Majesty were concerned about.

The ability to maneuver and attack is too strong, and the attack is so fierce that in the eyes of Masuda Kentai, it is indeed the sworn enemy of the empire.

Kusunoki Kotaro paused heavily and said: "General Miyano of the military headquarters ordered our troops to hold on to the north and south banks of the Kouquan River for at least two hours, and be sure to block the independent brigade from going north!" In addition, General Miyano sent an urgent telegram informing him that His Excellency the Commander had secretly transferred a brigade of Imperial Army from the front line of Nakajo Mountain to secretly move north. At present, it has passed the Yuci Railway Station, and it is not allowed to rest in Taiyuan. Directly overnight northward to reinforce us. ”。

"Good!"

Masuda Kentai secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, which was good news. Otherwise, to block the battle of the Independent Brigade next, Masuda Kentai would not have much confidence in the strength of his wing.

"Spread the news to all the wings and tell all the Imperial soldiers that our reinforcements have headed north! Resolutely here at the Kouquan River, blocking the main force of the Independent Brigade from going north. In Datong, we only have one infantry brigade left to defend the city, once the main force of the independent brigade is under the city of Datong, the loss of Datong is inevitable! Masuda Kentai waved his hand and killed Kotaro Kusunoki.

Kotaro Kusunoki struck a heavy sudden: "Hai, Your Excellency Osa, I understand my humble duties!" Immediately, Kusunoki Kotaro hurriedly sent someone to pass it, otherwise the morale of the devil troops of the 313 Wing was really a little weakened.

After all, Li Yunlong's troops are no longer an unknown enemy army, but a division of tigers and wolves, which can swallow the devil soldiers of the 313th Wing at any time.

Later, Masuda Kenyasu stood on the hillside in front of the temporary headquarters bunker and held a telescope to observe the fierce battle at Shimomizhuang in the area on the south bank of the Kouquan River.

At this time, on the south bank of the Kouquan River, two squadrons of Japanese troops of the 1st Infantry Brigade of the 313th Wing of the Devil, and more than 500 Japanese troops under the command of Deputy Captain Jiro Tanimura, blocked the onslaught of the first regiment of the Independent Brigade.

"Boom, boom!!"

"Dada!!"

...........

The sound of gunfire continued violently around the small Xia Mi Village, and the shouts of killing were deafening. In Shimomaizhuang, the few ordinary people have been killed by the devils, and the buildings in the village have been used by Tanimura Jiro to build a large number of defenses and street fighting fortifications.

In the night, although Zhang Dabiao's division of the 1st Regiment of the Independent Brigade formed an encirclement of Xia Mizhuang, there were only two ways to attack Xia Mizhuang, which were from the south and southeast directions into the village.

However, Jiro Tanimura, who was guarding the village, was worthy of being a cunning devil officer, and relying on the situation inside the village, he deployed at least four Type 92 heavy machine guns on both sides of the two routes to enter the village, forming a crossfire network to block the fierce attack of Zhang Dabiao's troops.

"Hey! Wang Chengzhu, what about your boy's artillery support, concentrate the artillery fire, and quickly cover us. Seeing the failure of the third attack, Zhang Dabiao was immediately furious, and directly took the field phone from the staff officer of the regimental headquarters and contacted Wang Chengzhu, the commander of the artillery battalion in the rear.

Wang Chengzhu said in a solemn tone on the phone: "Don't worry, I have already observed the firepower of the little devils, don't worry, I will knock out the firepower of these devils." ”。

Zhang Dabiao didn't say anything, and soon in less than half a minute, the whistling shells smashed from the rear.

"Boom Boom!! Boom Boom Boom !! ”

One after another, the whistling shells smashed into the sky with tail flames at the hidden machine gun fire points on both sides of the route into the village of Xia Mizhuang Village, and soon bursts of violent explosions came and went.

A scream sounded immediately, Zhang Dabiao's eyes were good, and he also saw that he was blown up into the sky by several shells.

After killing the devil's firepower point, Zhang Dabiao took advantage of the situation to command a regiment of various units to attack Xiamizhuang and engage in a fierce close-range street battle with the Japanese army.

At this time, in the lower rice village, hiding on the roof of one of the tallest common people's buildings in the village, the old devil Tanimura Jiro's eyes twitched.

"Sir, the four Type 92 heavy machine guns are finished! However, we still have more than a dozen light machine guns, but the Independent Brigade has already entered the village and is engaged in a fierce battle with the 1st Squadron near the entrance to the village. Soon a soldier came to report.

At this time, Tanimura Jiro had already sent all the troops he could use to the front to start a street battle in the village, and there were only two guards left by his side as a guard force to protect himself.

"Got it! Give orders to the 1st Squadron and the 2nd Squadron to resolutely block the enemy attack! We have to hold out here for an hour, and now in less than ten minutes of the battle, we have suffered dozens of casualties and heavy machine guns, how can we be? Let's herald! Tanimura Jiro waved his hand and commanded calmly.

The devil soldiers who reported the situation were speechless in their hearts, and it was clear that the independent brigade that attacked Xiamizhuang was at least between 1,000 and 2,000 people, and the opponent's artillery fire was too fierce, I am afraid that it would not be able to hold for an hour.

However, the devil soldier still paused heavily and said, "Hai, sir! Then he walked away to give the order.

And Tanimura Jiro casually picked up the field phone on the table in front of him, and directly asked Masuda Kentai on the north bank of the Kouquan River: "Your Excellency, the Independent Brigade has carried out a fierce artillery attack on me, and our heavy weapons have been lost, so I request artillery support!" ”。

At this time, Masuda Kenyasu, who was in the temporary headquarters of the 313th Wing of the Japanese Army on the north bank of the Kouquan River, immediately ordered Jiro Tanimura on the other end of the phone: "The artillery brigade of the wing will provide artillery support to your unit in half a minute!" ”。

A relieved Tanimura Jiro immediately commanded two Japanese squadrons, and launched a cluster counterattack in a daze, repelling the fourth attack of Zhang Dabiao's troops.

"Woo Woo Woo !!"

Just when Zhang Dabiao was angry, the devil cannonball that roared from the north bank of the Kouquan River made Zhang Dabiao's scalp tingle.

"Made, devil shelling, hidden!" Zhang Dabiao roared angrily.

Fortunately, all units of the regiment were already familiar with night operations, and most of them were veterans. Without Zhang Dabiao's shouting orders, most of the soldiers lay down on the spot and hidden.