"Boom, boom, boom......"

Three thunderous explosions shattered the squadron leader's dream.

Through the windshield, he could feel the powerful shock wave from the explosion.

Looking at the billowing smoke rising into the sky in front of the convoy, the squadron leader was directly stunned, and then before he could react from the shock, the gunshots were already ringing in his ears.

There are heavy machine guns, light machine guns, there are rifles, very dense.

"Enemy attack, counterattack ......"

The squadron leader was lucky, and the moment he jumped out of the co-pilot with his head down, a string of heavy machine gun bullets flew right past his scalp, and finally drilled several bloody holes in the pilot's body.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the scream of a cannonball streaked across the sky.

The squadron leader hurriedly grabbed his head and rolled on one side into the ditch next to the road.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

The explosion sounded, and although he was not directly hit by the shell, the powerful shock wave still shook him dizzy, and his ears were ringing.

As soon as he regained a little consciousness, he lost his voice and shouted: "Yaga, the enemy attacking us is equipped with heavy mortars, and only heavy artillery shells have such a large explosive power. ”

"Boom ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the same explosion sounded again, and this time the explosion was not preceded by a scream.

Many devils looked around with their heads held high because they were not prepared, and then they were killed and injured by the explosion.

"It's a thunderbolt. The enemy was also armed with flying thunder cannons, at least five of them. ”

As soon as the explosion stopped, the squadron leader poked his head out of the ditch to see the situation around him.

At this glance, the last bit of confidence is gone.

Several large craters were scattered along the road, and at least ten corpses were dumped next to each crater.

Several cars were blown over on the side of the road, and some cars were set on fire by artillery fire and were already in flames.

Overhead, the whizzing bullets were like meteors, intertwined into an impermeable bullet net, and the squadron leader could see it clearly.

Soldiers were constantly being killed in the vicinity, screaming and turning into corpses.

Many more soldiers were killed without even saying a word.

"It's over!"

These two words popped into the squadron leader's head.

The difference in firepower between the enemy and us was too great, and the powerful artillery fire instantly inflicted heavy damage on itself, and it did not give itself a chance to fight back at all.

If this kind of artillery fire comes again, the Eighth Route Army, which ambushed itself, can wipe out all of its own reinforced squadrons without attacking.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this time, the screeching of shells, which the squadron leader least wanted to face, sounded again.

The already pale face suddenly became even whiter.

The headquarters of the Japanese army's independent mixed brigade, Nakata Yama Lang was in the war room like last time, and other news.

In the last operation, the Imperial Army killed more than 1,300 garrisons, main forces and guerrillas.

This time, he specially strengthened the forces of the Imperial Alliance, intending to eliminate more guerrillas.

Not surprisingly, in this battle tonight, the troops will be able to take out at least 1,500 main garrison regiments and guerrillas.

However, the two waited until three o'clock in the morning, and no news came back.

It's so perverse.

Judging by the timing of the sortie of the various mobile units, the results of the battle should have come out an hour ago.

In the last operation, the command received good news one after another an hour ago.

Now another hour has passed, and there is no news from the front.

Time is of the essence on the battlefield, and the commanders of the various defense zones will certainly not hold back the news.

Then there is only one situation left, tonight's battle is far more complicated than the last time, otherwise it would not have been won or lost until now.

In fact, several battles had already ended on the real battlefield, but the Japanese army was defeated too quickly and did not have time to send a farewell telegram.

After the battle, the garrison regiment that won the battle did not retreat and disappear, but fought continuously, killing the devil's other mobile troops.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that the telegraph at the headquarters came on and the long-lost beeping sound sounded.

The communications staff officer stood behind the operator.

He knew that the brigade commander was in a hurry now, so the operator wrote out a string of numerical codes and translated a word.

The operator put down his headphones, and he finished translating.

Without waiting for the operator to speak, he grabbed the message and ran to the nearby war room.

"General, there is an emergency call in the first defense area, something has happened to our mobile unit."

"Two mobile units in their defense area have lost contact, and one mobile unit has been heavily attacked by the garrison regiment and is in danger."

"Nani?"

This result was something that Nakata Yama did not expect.

Although I thought that the situation tonight would be worse than last time, I definitely did not expect that the imperial army would be defeated, and it was still miserable.

I took the telegram and confirmed it twice before I believed it was true.

Then he roared with a pair of red eyes.

"Bage Yalu, can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?"

Seeing that his subordinates didn't react, they all lowered their heads and didn't say a word, and Nakata Yamaro directly shifted his gaze to the chief of staff.

"Call back to the 1st Defense Zone immediately: I'll give them half an hour, and be sure to find out what is happening on the front line?"

"Two mobile troops, nearly five hundred imperial troops, will never disappear inexplicably."

"Send troops immediately to reinforce the mobile units that are being attacked, and we must rescue them."

"Also, contact other defense zones and ask them to contact the mobile units in their respective defense zones."

"I have a very bad premonition, if the garrison really hatches some conspiracy tonight, we will definitely lose more than two mobile troops."

Nakatayama Lang's judgment is too scary.

If it is true, the losses of the imperial army tonight will definitely be unprecedented, and it may even affect the next big plan of the independent mixed brigade to sweep the garrison base area.

The chief of staff was frightened, and now he has been blinded by the sand table for a long time before he reacts.

Then he rushed to the nearby telecommunications room.

In less than half an hour, the front line returned the telegram.

After taking the telegram and just glancing at it, the chief of staff's face sank, and the last glimmer of hope was gone, and finally he gasped and reported.

"General, call back from the First Defense Zone."

"The third mobile unit was not rescued, and contact was lost ten minutes ago."

"After reconnaissance, it was confirmed that the main force of the Eighth Route Army, which was active in their defense area tonight, had at least one main battalion of 800 people."

"They used a company as a bait to lure us to kill us, and the main force set up pocket formations on the road we had to pass, wait for the rabbits, and then completely annihilate our reinforcements."

"The two mobile units that lost contact at the beginning were wiped out by them before they could send a telegram for help."

"Yaga!"

Nakatayama was furious.

It was the last thing he wanted to face, and now it had all come true.

Three mobile units will be lost in one defense area, and the other two defense areas will definitely have losses, and if each defense area loses so many imperial troops, then the imperial army in this occupied area will be gone.

Either they watched the Eighth Route Army turn this occupied area into their base area, or they ordered independent mixed brigades to participate in the battle, first stabilizing their own large rear, and then attacking the garrison base area.

The first option definitely won't work.

If he loses his city and land as soon as he takes up the post of brigade commander, and loses his troops and generals, not only will his prestige in the army be dealt a huge blow, but his superiors will also look down on him.

Although the second option will affect the next big plan to sweep the garrison base area, as long as the independent mixed brigade participates in the battle and the battle is not over, the battle itself will not be defeated.

Neither superiors nor subordinates can gossip about themselves until the final result comes out.

Moreover, Nakata Yamaro believed in the combat effectiveness of the independent mixed brigade, and as long as they participated in the battle, he would definitely be able to turn defeat into victory.

Thinking of this, Nakata Yama Lang's face looked a lot better, and his anger began to slowly dissipate.

At this moment, the communications staff officer hurriedly barged in, interrupting his thoughts.

"Sir, the second defense area is in an emergency: the three mobile units under their command were attacked by the Eighth Route Army, and the whole army was annihilated."

"The two mobile units retreated in time, were not surrounded by the Eighth Route Army, and have now returned to their strongholds."

"The Eighth Route Army, which is active in their defense area, has at least one reinforced battalion, not a company."

As soon as this communications staff officer left, another communications staff officer rushed in: "Sir, the third defense area is in an emergency." ”

"Two mobile units in their defense area were attacked and the whole army was annihilated."

"A mobile unit suffered heavy losses and heavy losses."

"The last mobile unit successfully returned to its station, and after reconnaissance, it was determined that the Eighth Route Army operating in their defense area had at least one reinforced battalion."

Two bad news came in a row, and Nakata Yamaro was surprised that he did not get angry, but was surprisingly calm.

He had expected this result just now, but now it has been confirmed.

replied with a calm face: "God has moved so many troops under our noses without knowing it, and this garrison regiment is really powerful. ”

The chief of staff was also shocked: "They are too cunning, they have concentrated so many troops to attack our scattered mobile troops, and it is also a sudden attack from the preliminary machine room, it is difficult for us to be defeated." ”

At this time, Nakata Shanlang obviously shot two fine lights in his eyes, staring at the sand table and answering.

"War is fair to everyone."

"In this battle, the garrison took us by surprise and ate eight of our mobile units in one night, but for us, this is not an opportunity."

"The strength of the three reinforced battalions went deep into the area occupied by the imperial army to fight, and the courage of the garrison regiment was not ordinary."

"You know, these troops account for half of the garrison regiment's strength, aren't they worried that we will make dumplings and eat all these troops in one bite?"

The chief of staff immediately heard what the brigade commander was saying, and his mind was racing, trying to keep up with his train of thought.

Soon, the wrinkled brows were loosened, and he stared at Nakata Shan Lang and asked, "General, you plan to let the independent mixed brigade participate in the battle and eat these Eighth Route Army." ”

Nakata Yamaro affirmed: "The enemy has already burrowed into our stomachs, and there is no reason not to eat." ”

"Then what should we do if we attack the base of the garrison?" The chief of staff immediately asked.

This is the battle plan drawn up by Nakata Yamaro when he took office, and he said it in advance, and no matter what happens, this plan cannot be changed.