"Well, what could happen to them?"

The commander of the Second Division closed his eyes and pretended to sleep at this time, not noticing the expression of the chief of staff at all, and only reacted immediately when he heard the voice.

When the chief of staff of the devil saw this situation, his voice suddenly became anxious: "Division commander, you better take a look!" ”

After saying that, he handed the telegram over, and at this time, the division commander opened his eyes and glanced at the chief of staff, and his panicked and anxious expression made him frown.

Stretched out his hand to take the telegram, his eyes were on the telegram, and after reading the telegram, the body of the commander of the Devil Division who suddenly stood up trembled a little.

"Smack"

Slapping the telegram on the table, he raised his head and said to the chief of staff, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The chief of staff of the devil was forced to stare at the division commander who was sweating profusely, looking at the division commander who was trembling all over his body and looking disbelieving, he said softly: "Division commander, now is not the time to find the reason, reinforcements must be sent, otherwise our wing will be finished." ”

"Hmph, then what are you waiting for, let the troops on both flanks lean over at once."

When the head of the Devil Division said this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to know what happened, no matter how big or small, understand?" ”

"Yes, Division Commander"

The chief of staff turned to leave, and the commander of the devil division sat down at this time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't understand why such a powerful wing was actually calculated.

On this side, we are still waiting for the specific beginning and end of what happened, and on the other side, the devils in Wenjing County are constantly resisting the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

"Damn, the combat power is really strong, and it's really not easy to deal with."

Fang Quan saw that the attack of his troops was not going well, and he had the most direct understanding of the combat effectiveness of the devil's army.

Fang Quan gritted his teeth here, and the captain of the devil wing on the opposite side also felt bad at this time.

A large explosion directly reimbursed most of the troops stationed here, and those who did not die are still remaining.

Of course, there is also an important problem, that is, the troops are fighting less and less ammunition, and they have to search for ammunition in areas full of messes.

"Wing Commander, the attack of the Eighth Route Army is too fierce, and we can no longer deploy troops and find ammunition."

The captain of the Devil Wing twitched when he heard this, didn't he know? He knew that he could see the situation on the battlefield very clearly.

But if you don't have ammunition in your hand, what's the difference between that and a dead end?

"Let the wounded soldiers who can still move go and dig up, without ammunition, we won't survive until dawn."

The captain of the devil's wing knew very well in his heart that although the division commander had already sent troops from both wings over, since the Eighth Route Army dared to fight like this, how could they not be prepared.

All troops must be here until dawn, which is the most basic time it takes.

Many of the limping wounded soldiers once again stepped into the blast station, which made them feel uneasy, constantly searching for the remaining ammunition, especially bullets.

The movement of the devil was carried out right under the noses of the soldiers, and in order to prevent the devil from finding ammunition, the soldiers launched several charges and were blocked.

"Commissar, haven't the artillerymen come yet?"

Fang Quan was already anxious at this time, the casualties of the troops were getting bigger and bigger, and they were already making his scalp tingle.

The political commissar could only smile bitterly when he heard this, and said: "Detachment leader, you know the location of the artillery unit, and it really takes time to rush over." ”

Fang Quan clenched his fists when he heard this, and punched the ground fiercely, in order to detonate the buried explosives, he knew the position of the artillery.

As the commissar said, it takes time for the artillery to come over.

Before the artillery rushed over, Fang Quan could only grit his teeth and insist, that is, he was consumed with the devils, waiting for the arrival of the best fighters.

When Fang Quan was fighting his side, on the other side, the political commissar in the command headquarters also learned about the situation on the front line.

"The troops on both wings leaned over, hum, you have reinforcements, I also have blocking troops, and I have packed up the wing over there in Wenjing County."

The political commissar muttered to himself, no matter how difficult it was, he believed that Fang Quan would definitely be able to solve the problem, because the most difficult stage of the operation had been completed.

Looking at the sand table, the political commissar turned to a staff officer and said: "Order to block the troops, before twelve o'clock at noon tomorrow, I don't want these two devils to reach Wenjing County." ”

"Yes, Commissar."

The staff officer turned to leave, while the commissar continued to look at the devil's strength and route.

Time passed minute by minute, and at this time, Fang Quan's eyes on the side of Wenjing County were red, and the casualties of the troops made his heart bleed.

"Hahaha, detachment leader, a good thing, a great thing!"

The chief of staff looked excited, and ran over with a cat's waist, Fang Quan was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what it meant.

"Detachment leader, we found the cannon, but we didn't expect the devil to actually put their cannon on the other side."

The chief of staff was very excited, Fang Quan was slightly stunned, reacted and grabbed the chief of staff's arm, his eyes lit up and asked, "Are you talking about the devil's cannon?" ”

"Hmm"

The chief of staff smiled and nodded, Fang Quan couldn't help but want to stand up, but he was pulled by the chief of staff to prevent him from being hit by a stray bullet.

Fang Quan also reacted, and immediately continued to squat down, with a smile on his face: "Okay, good, good, Lao Tzu thought that everything was reimbursed here!" I didn't expect the devil to leave such a gift for us. ”

"Chief of Staff, you go and notify the artillerymen who are rushing over, and ask them to send some artillery over, and Lao Tzu will give the devil another slap."

"Yes, detachment leader."

Fang Quan was not in a hurry at this time, he immediately ordered the troops to confront the devil and shoot, not to charge.

The troops of the Eighth Route Army suddenly suspended the pace of the attack, and when the captain of the devil wing saw this situation, he first breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a throbbing of panic.

The Eighth Route Army wants to destroy itself, and the captain of the Devil Wing knows this very well, but the Eighth Route Army is now postponing the attack, which proves that they have a better way to attack next, and there is no need to increase unnecessary casualties now.

After thinking about it, the captain of the devil wing only thought of one possibility, that is, artillery, because until now, there has been no artillery attack on both sides.

If they don't carry out an artillery attack because the artillery is not in their hands, then the Eighth Route Army will not carry out an artillery attack, I am afraid that their artillery has not yet rushed over.

Combined with the current combat situation, the captain of the Devil Wing suddenly felt sad, once the artillery unit of the Eighth Route Army arrived, how long could he hold out on his side.

The presence of artillery on the battlefield and the absence of artillery are two different things, and it can be seen in a morale problem alone.

Looking back at the wailing wounded soldiers, and the numb faces of those waiting to die, the captain of the Devil Wing felt a pain in his heart.

"The wing commander, the division commander telegraphed, asking us to continue to hold on, and reinforcements will inevitably rush over to reinforce us."

When the captain of the devil wing heard this, he was just silent, insisting, what to insist on, even the most elite troops must have weapons in their hands to exert their combat effectiveness, and without ammunition, can they charge up and fight bayonets?