The voice of the chief of staff of the devil made Miura's face even more pale, and he stared at him with an expression that you don't give me a reasonable explanation for you to look good.

The chief of staff of the devil sweated down, and said softly: "Captain, it is impossible for a large force of the Eighth Route Army to cross the defense line, but it is possible for a small army. ”

"I'm sure that if it was really the Eighth Route Army that did it, it must be the elite unit that made our reconnaissance troops suffer a big loss."

The chief of staff of the devil said to stop here, and at this time Miura woke up in horror, and opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Miura knew in his heart that the statement of the chief of staff and the reaction of the artillerymen were most likely the truth of the artillerymen's casualties.

Miura, who sat down, was worried, now he got out of play, there was no heavy artillery, and the ammunition of the Eighth Route Army was not destroyed, so he had to fill in the souls of many soldiers.

To continue the offensive or to temporarily blockade, Miura was in a dilemma, continue to attack, before he did not transfer artillery, the Eighth Route Army was a squander, with sufficient ammunition can make himself hurt his muscles and bones.

The temporary blockade gave the Eighth Route Army time to breathe, Miura was reluctant to do this, he was attacking and fighting a decisive battle, not going into the mountains to encircle and suppress.

Seeing Miura's face change, the chief of staff of the devil spoke: "Wing Captain, let's delay the attack while drawing heavy artillery!" ”

Miura looked at him when he heard this, and the chief of staff continued: "If we are afraid of heavy casualties and do not invest in the attack, the Eighth Route Army may have to transfer ammunition. ”

"Although the mountain road is rugged, some of the manpower can be transferred."

Miura understood what he meant, if he didn't hold back the Eighth Route Army on the position, they would definitely find a way to transfer the ammunition, after all, who would rest assured if it was placed under the enemy's artillery.

Therefore, if you want to drag down the strength of the Eighth Route Army, so that they dare not transport supplies, and if they want to transfer supplies, they have to risk their positions being broken through by themselves.

Hold them back, then draw the heavy artillery over, wait for the heavy artillery to arrive, and then carry out the destruction operation.

Miura wanted to understand, but the corners of his mouth still twitched, this has to be prolonged, and it really takes time for the artillery to come.

"Chief of Staff, let the squadron in the county town move the heavy artillery we have in reserve from the warehouse, and I will transport all of them over, and let a squad of the Zizhong troops go back to transport them."

"Hi"

The extension of time is the extension of time, and Miura has discovered that the commander of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is not easy to mess with.

"Invest your troops, continue to fight, and hold back the Eighth Route Army."

The battlefield sounded again, at this time Li Ping was treating Huzi's wounds, looking at the dozen or so soldiers with blue noses and swollen faces, Li Ping and the political commissar held back a smile.

"Okay, you guys go and rest first, there is a mission in the evening."

After they left, Li Ping and the political commissar laughed, and after laughing, Li Ping came to the front of the position and observed the attack of the devils.

"Detachment leader, the devil has been shooting, and he doesn't come in and throw grenades, do they fight or not?"

The squadron leader next to him complained, Li Ping thought for a while, combined with all the circumstances, and probably guessed what Miura meant.

"Since they are fighting like this, we will have a good rest, just watch out for their sudden attack."

It's not that Li Ping doesn't want to fight a counteroffensive, it's not now, it's at night.

Li Ping came to the rear and told the political commissar about the situation, and the political commissar quickly understood.

"Hehe, in order to prevent us from transferring supplies, Miura has started to play tricks."

Li Ping rolled his eyes when he heard this, what is it called playing scheming, we were almost stunned by him with a stick.

"Political commissar, let's try a night attack tonight, we can't be beaten passively, and we can't let everything go well for Miura."

The political commissar nodded, he played about the same today, and of course he had to do it if he had the chance.

"So are our supplies still in transit? You must know that at most tomorrow morning, Miura may draw cannons over. ”

The commissar's concern was justified, and the reason why Miura had postponed his furious offensive in this situation was that he was afraid of being disabled.

If you want to weaken your combat potential, that is, destroy the materiel, and then he will be able to solve the problem with a few charges.

Therefore, he will inevitably draw artillery over, and it is a strategy to drag the troops on his position.

The materials were left in place, and tomorrow would be another thrilling day, and Li Ping didn't want to be afraid.

But if you want to transfer supplies, you have to transfer troops, and you have troops who are still resting, but you don't want to expose this part of your troops.

Now Miura must be very concerned about the material storage area, any abnormal movement may be obtained by his reconnaissance team, although there is a special combat team to solve the problem, but there are fish that slip through the net at any time.

If you want to transfer supplies and don't want your troops to be exposed, then Miura can't see that only the troops who have drawn positions will be able to see it? As long as the positional troops move, Miura will inevitably launch an attack and break through his position.

Li Ping thought about being in a dilemma, raised his head, and just wanted to speak, the telegraph operator came over.

"Detachment leader, commissar, Gundam telegram."

Li Ping hurriedly took it over, looked at it with the political commissar, and fell silent after reading it.

There were two points on the telegram, first, the supplies prepared by the Kwantung Army should leave tonight, preparing to go south to Beiping.

Second, the devils in the county town are preparing cannons.

Li Ping began to judge at this time, it was originally expected that it would take a few days for the devil to transport the supplies, but now that it is so urgent, it must be that the boss will be in a hurry.

As for the artillery transportation in the county, it should have been transferred by Miura.

Li Ping raised his head, looked at the political commissar and smiled bitterly, originally expected to drag Miura here for a few days, and then find a way to divide the troops to attack the county seat and play the name of the Eighth Route Army.

But now that the transportation of materials has suddenly advanced, the change in the situation has shattered this idea.

Whether they want the county seat or supplies, Li Ping and the political commissar have no choice, isn't one of the purposes of their coming here to cut off Tada Jun's logistics line?

"What's special, it's cheap Miura, originally Lao Tzu wanted to take down the county seat, so that he could be ordered to commit suicide and be the first wing commander-level ghost of our army."

The more the political commissar said that his face became darker, Li Ping was speechless for a moment, political commissar, your heart is really big, you actually want to borrow a knife to kill people.

But thinking about it, Li Ping also understood the political commissar's plan, the county seat was taken, and Miura definitely had to bear a big responsibility, and he really couldn't live for this kind of bad consequences.

Thinking of this, Li Ping suddenly stared at the political commissar, and said, "Political commissar, how about you say you are going to attack the county seat?" ”

"Poof"

The political commissar almost spurted blood, I went to attack the county seat, and Miura was still under the mountain? We can't get out.

Looking at Li Ping with a serious face, the political commissar's expression slowly became serious, Li Ping would not be talking nonsense when he said this, he must have an idea.

"Detachment leader, tell me what you mean, it's impossible for us to fight the county seat now!"

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