"Stop the pursuit and return to clear the battlefield"

Looking at the signal flare flying again behind him, Yu Sheng lifted the reins and strangled his military horse, and then ordered the cavalry battalion to stop pursuing the devil.

From the two main regiments of the 344th Brigade of the 119th Division to the time when Yu Sheng stopped the army, only one hour passed, that is, in a period of time, more than 3,000 people from two regiments plus a cavalry battalion were crippled alive and crippled, and a brigade plus a puppet army totaled 1,500 enemies.

Seeing that his troops had achieved results, the brigade commander was still a little flustered for a while.

This time, this result, this is a miracle.

When he was in Pingxingguan, he also personally commanded the battle on the front line, and their entire division fought from early morning to evening, and its results were only to eliminate more than 1,000 devils, and at that moment, he directly killed a brigade of devils with a brigade and a cavalry battalion.

Counting the puppet army that surrendered, his number is still close to a thousand.

And there are almost no major casualties of their own.

Although he also saw that the group of devils who were ambushed by them were a group of second-line novices, far less sophisticated and arrogant than the Itagaki Division in Pingxingguan at the beginning, but this is also a Japanese brigade, a devil soldier who has undergone at least eight months of recruit training.

Moreover, this devil brigade is not the kind of pure recruit unit, their response to the attack is mostly timely and reasonable, the will to fight is also very strong, and the spirit of bushido is even more full, and every wounded soldier tries to stop the pursuit by dying together.

When did the devil ambush so well?

The power of the 60 mortar shell is not great, if it is a cement or hard stone ground, it can only leave a crater a few centimeters deep, but on this soft dirt road, there is still a crater, enough for a person to dodge, looking at the road full of potholes, subconsciously, the brigade commander looked at the artillery company positions located on the top of two high hills.

On both sides of the valley of wind pressure, on the hills with obvious snow, the artillery batteries had cleared their positions.

"Speed up the cleaning of the battlefield, be fast, the enemy's reinforcements are coming soon, these dogs and traitors will take them back and teach them a good lesson"

Retracting his gaze, the brigade commander gave a new order.

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Half an hour later, the valley of wind pressure has already been empty, only the wind whistle and the corpses of the devils are full of white flowers, the 344 brigade exerts the spirit of thrift and thrift, and even dismantles the devil's car, leaving only half of the broken frame.

Three hours after the start of the battle, the Japanese reinforcements were belated, and by this time the ambush troops in the valley had already withdrawn from their positions.

"Yaga"

The devil commander who came to support drew his command knife and slashed, this knife slashed straight on the frame of the remaining half of the car, accompanied by a violent collision spark, the devil's hand was shocked and numb, and the katana was almost unstable.

About half an hour later, a devil squadron leader walked over.

"In the report, Captain Aso has been killed, our army has lost a total of 409 people, none of them are missing or captured, 207 people have been killed in the Imperial Army, and the remaining 287 people are all missing, so they should have been captured."

This squadron leader reported casualties.

"Do you know that the troops did it?" Captain Nakasa squinted his eyes and looked at the corpses that had been cleaned up around him, and bloodthirsty tyranny and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"According to the soldiers of the Aso Brigade who fled back, the attackers should have been the Eighth Route Army, which should be the size of two general brigades, with strong firepower and artillery."

The squadron leader paused, and his tone changed suddenly.

"If the intelligence of Tegaoke is not wrong, then it should be the 344th Brigade of the 119th Division of the Eighth Route Army and the rest of the main force that attacked us, totaling more than 5,000 people, counting the surrounding miscellaneous guerrillas, the total will not exceed 8,000 people."

"Tegaoke's intelligence..."

The captain of the Nakasa Brigade obviously understood what his subordinates meant.

Before the departure of this operation, the information investigated by the special high-tech department was clearly marked that the enemy lacked equipment and ammunition.

But looking at the dense craters around the road, as well as the dense bullet holes on the cars, and looking at the bullet holes on the corpses of the soldiers, the corners of the captain's eyes jumped.

Lack of equipment? Short on ammunition?

Nearly a hundred light and heavy machine guns, mortar fire of a squadron, this is called lack of equipment? More than 3,000 shells covered fire, all the soldiers killed were killed by bullets, none of them died from bayonets, and even more than a few were killed by bullets, which is called a shortage of ammunition?

In this way, the imperial army should also lack weapons and ammunition.

"Collect the corpses of the fallen soldiers of the Empire, as for the Imperial Army, just bury them anywhere, and take pictures of the situation here, I think the headquarters and the special high-tech department will be interested in this"

Putting away the katana, Captain Nakasa said in a gloomy tone.

"Hi" Squadron Leader took the order.

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"Brigade commander, almost all the shells I brought out are gone, and there is not a single one left"

On the way back to the camp, Sun Guosheng, the commander of the newly promoted artillery company of the 344th Division, shrunk his neck and reported to his brigade commander with great concern.

His company had a total of 190 men and seven 60-caliber mortars, and before the operation, the brigade commander gave him 3,500 rounds of artillery shells, and the order given to him was to open fire at full speed with his hands and feet, and he would replenish as many as he fought after the battle.

But at this moment, Sun Guosheng was still a little panicked, and the shells he fired in this battle had exceeded the total number of shells fired by the 119th division in a year.

In the future, we must save this fight, and we must not fight like this time.

Sun Guosheng secretly reminded himself in his heart.

"Done fighting?"

The brigade commander held a newly captured adjutant knife in his hand and muttered to himself.

"I'm sorry, brigade commander, I will definitely save fighting in the future, you can remove me if you want to, just don't kick me out of the artillery company, I can be an ordinary gunner" Seeing the brigade commander muttering with a slight frown, Sun Guosheng hurriedly cried and begged for mercy.

He was most afraid that the brigade commander would kick him out of the artillery company, his lifelong dream was to be an artilleryman, and now that his dream has been achieved, he is really reluctant to leave.

"It seems that the firepower is still not enough, next time I will have to allocate some shells" The brigade commander frowned slightly, this battle can be fought so easily, and the mortar firepower has made more than seventy percent of the credit.

But thinking of the more than half of the devils who fled, the brigade commander felt that the firepower of the mortar company had to be strengthened a little more.

After muttering to himself, he heard Sun Guosheng's words, and then asked suspiciously.

"Why are you being dismissed? Did you make a mistake? Broken discipline? Self-referencing"

"Ah, no, nothing, nothing" Sun Guosheng hurriedly denied it, he had just heard the last words of the brigade commander muttering.

I'll need to allocate some shells next time.

Quietly lowering his steps, Sun Guosheng immediately lagged a few steps behind the brigade commander, looking at the brigade commander's back, he was overjoyed and puzzled for a while.

To his delight, the brigade commander didn't care about his waste of shells, and even didn't think that the shells allocated to him were too few.

What's the situation, next time you have to allocate more shells, where did so many shells come from?

But he didn't dare to ask, or even know.

In short, it is enough to have shells. He thought to himself.