Three minutes is not long, but it is not short.

But on a battlefield where fighter planes are fleeting, three minutes can mean a sea change in the tide of battle.

That's what the battlefield is in front of.

I finally survived a minute, and unexpectedly appeared on the battlefield again.

The attacking troops, like lost dogs, suddenly began to turn around and retreat.

On the defensive line that the garrison had just occupied, a large number of figures appeared in an instant, rushing out of the position with guns in hand, and killing the attacking troops, densely packed.

The sound of "knock knock ......knock" that made his heart furious also stopped, and more than a dozen tongues of fire disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

"Da Da Da ......"

The familiar sound of machine-gun fire soon rang out, and tongues of fire reappeared on the battlefield.

Before Takahashi Osa could breathe a sigh of relief, his face had tensed again.

Although the tongues of fire that appeared in the night were all familiar to me, there were many of them, and they were twice as many as the anti-aircraft machine guns just now.

The guard battalion, three battalions, more than forty light machine guns were held in the arms of the machine gunners as submachine guns, and they were strafing while assaulting.

The remaining little devils really want to shoot back and block the counteroffensive troops of the Eighth Route Army.

But there were too few of them, and the heavy machine gunners, gunners, all lost.

Heavy weapons were placed on the ground and no one was used, and the bullets fired from two or three hundred rifles, because they could not form a fire network, were crushed in a single blow before dozens of machine guns.

After a few dissatisfied squads that volunteered to stay behind were suddenly sudden, no little devils were able to turn around.

Running quickly in the direction of the station, he was afraid that he would run too slowly and be caught up by the bullets fired by the Eighth Route Army.

"Defeated ......"

Takahashi Daisa, with a calm face, had to accept this fact, and then began to clean up the mess and minimize the losses from defeat.

"Artillery troops, immediately open artillery to intercept the counteroffensive troops of the Eighth Route Army."

"Chief of Staff, immediately organize the troops to establish a defensive line here and respond to the retreating troops."

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

After staying up for more than a minute, the long-lost cannon finally sounded behind him.

Nearly twenty shells fell from the sky and exploded in the middle of the counteroffensive troops of the garrison regiment.

The flames were scattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and dozens of fighters were blown away on the spot.

The offensive of the Guards Battalion and the 3rd Battalion had to be suspended, and the fighters who were exposed to the surface of the positions jumped into the trenches and craters around them to avoid artillery fire.

Li Hao shouted with a painful face: "Cheap those little devils." ”

"Order the guard battalion to retreat, and the third battalion will continue to assault along the communication trenches and regain all the positions we lost yesterday."

After looking at the time, he continued to order: "It's past two o'clock in the morning, and there are still four hours before dawn. ”

"Battalion Commander Huang, you immediately organize local troops, guerrillas, and reserves to enter the positions and repair those destroyed positions."

"Time is limited, and it certainly can't be built as strong as it was before the war."

"I asked each line of defense to build three anti-artillery holes and hide an infantry platoon."

"Then there are the communication trenches, to ensure that every communication trench is unimpeded and convenient for the troops to retreat."

"After dawn, each line of defense is stationed with a platoon, mostly equipped with grenades and mines, after the Japanese artillery fire is ready, first bury mines on the position, and then engage the enemy, put the little devil close to fight, and directly greet with grenades."

"Each fighter has three grenades, and when they are finished, they retreat from the communication trenches, and no one can fight."

"There are nine lines of defense, each line of defense will be held for twenty minutes, and thirty devils will be killed."

"It will take at least a morning and three hundred soldiers for the devils to attack here and continue to attack our remaining defensive line."

"There are still nine lines of defense in the back, and the devils will definitely not have a chance to break through all the lines before dark."

"As long as there is still a road defense line in our hands after dark, the troops can continue to attack the Japanese army at night under the cover of night."

The more Huang Sheng listened, the more excited he became.

Li Hao's order opened his mind, and he was full of confidence in tomorrow's battle, and shouted excitedly.

"Rest assured, the little devil will never be able to take the position we just recaptured without losing two squadrons."

At the Japanese garrison, Takahashi Daisa stood in the tent of the headquarters, with a calm face and did not say a word.

Several officers above the brigade level stood in two rows, all with their heads bowed, not daring to look at the wing commander.

The curtain of the tent door was suddenly lifted, and the chief of staff walked in with a few pieces of paper, his face was very unsightly.

"It's all counted?" Takahashi asked, staring at the chief of staff who walked in.

"Hi ......"

The chief of staff stopped three meters away from the wing commander and replied with his head down, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Say, how many imperial troops did we lose tonight......," Takahashi asked bluntly.

More than a dozen people in the tent looked at the chief of staff at the same time.

After hesitating for a long time, the chief of staff mustered up the courage to reply: "The garrison stationed in the first line of defense is completely destroyed. ”

"The two squadrons defending the second line of defense were also lost, and only twenty-three men narrowly escaped."

"Only 359 people were withdrawn from a full brigade of reinforcements, and all the others were eliminated or missing."

"In total, two mortar squadrons, two heavy machine gun squadrons, four infantry squadrons, and four more infantry squadrons suffered more than half of the casualties."

"The artillery losses in the battle were also not small, a total of two mountain guns, one infantry gun, one field gun was destroyed, and another 59 gunners were killed."

The more the chief of staff spoke, the quieter his voice became, and after he finished speaking, the tent, which was already quiet, directly became silent.

There was nothing but the gasps of everyone.

Osa Takahashi is about to be blown up.

Not only did he not save the results of yesterday's day's battle, but he also lost nearly two brigades, lost his wife and lost his troops.

Combined with yesterday's losses, almost half of the Imperial Army units under his command suffered casualties.

The price is too high.

What's more, after paying such a big price, he was still spinning in place, and he was blocked by the garrison regiment on the edge of the base area.

"Bang ......"

Takahashi slammed his fist on the table next to him, his eyes were red, as if he could breathe fire.

After looking at his subordinates one by one, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Bage Yalu, we must avenge this revenge." ”

"Pass my order, the troops seize the time to rest, and start attacking at dawn tomorrow morning."

"The heavy artillery brigade, the chariot brigade, all participate in the battle, I want to completely destroy the positions in front of us, so that the Eighth Route Army has no positions to use."

"The Imperial Allied Army that cooperates with the operation will also participate in the battle tomorrow, and cooperate with the Imperial Army to break through the defense line of the Eighth Route Army and enter their base area."

At the command post of the third battalion, everyone was immersed in the joy of winning the battle.

Huang Sheng took the statistical list and reported excitedly.

"Regiment commander, we found a total of 1,356 corpses of little devils on the battlefield, plus the little devils who were blown into minced meat by the flying thunder cannon, we will kill at least 1,500 little devils tonight."

"In addition, a large number of weapons and ammunition were seized, including 12 intact mortars, 14 heavy machine guns, 78 crooked light machine guns, 59 grenadiers, and 638 rifles."

"The rest of the weapons were all blown up, and there is no count for the time being."

"The ammunition is all carried by the little devils, because we use a lot of flying thunder cannons and anti-aircraft machine guns, and many devils are killed before they can shoot, or we kill them after firing a few shots, and most of the ammunition they carry is captured by us."

"According to preliminary statistics, there are more than 130,000 rounds of ammunition for rifle machine guns, more than 3,000 grenades, nearly 20,000 rounds of heavy machine gun bullets and more than 500 rounds of mortar shells."