When the battle was raging on the side of Captain Guo, on the other side, Xiong Cheng looked at the corpse of the captain of the devil wing, and the cheers of the soldiers made Xiong Cheng laugh.

"Telegraph to Chief of Staff Yang, our unit annihilates the cavalry wing, and waits for the order to make the next move."

"Political commissar, after cleaning up the battlefield, we will immediately reinforce Lao Ping them."

"Yes, detachment leader."

After receiving Xiong Cheng's telegram, the chief of staff, who was sitting quietly in the headquarters, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Okay, very good, although I don't know how big your casualties are, but it's good to have a tone, and then we'll set up a lot of things."

Looking at the sand table, the chief of staff squinted his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Send a telegram to Xiong Cheng, after converging Lao Ping and them, the troops will move closer to Haicheng." ”

"Yes, Chief of Staff."

The chief of staff looked at the sand table, full of smiles, some time ago, the operation was to fight the devil by himself, and the next step will be the offensive and defensive transformation, so that the devil will also transfer troops to fight the block.

The chief of staff was very happy, but the commander of the devil division had an ugly face, and the cavalry wing had completely lost contact, and this result was still unacceptable to him.

Since the farewell telegram sent by the cavalry wing, the commander of the devil division knew that the destruction was an inevitable result, but when the real result came, the hope in his heart was dashed little by little.

"Miyaki United, they're in danger."

The commander of the Devil Division said with a leisurely gaze, the destruction of the cavalry wing gave the troops of the Eighth Route Army more room for adjustment, and this adjustment was fatal to the Miyaki Wing.

The commander of the Devil Division can only hope that the reinforcements of the past troops will be faster, and he has no choice at this time.

The commander of the Devil Division didn't know that the devils on the position of the Miyaki Wing were desperate at this time.

Wing Commander Miyaki and the Chief of Staff were directly seriously injured and unconscious by the Eighth Route Army's shelling, but they didn't die, but what is the difference between this situation and death.

The pessimistic atmosphere can affect people, and at this time, several devil captains looked at Gong Mu and the others who were lying on the ground, unconscious, and their morale was directly lowered to the lowest.

"What now? My brigade is almost finished. ”

A devil captain spoke, and several other people were also depressed, and the situation was not in their favor at this time.

Want to surrender? Of course, I really think that the will of the soldiers is not comparable to the existence of veterans, if they could not still suppress it, the soldiers on the battlefield would have collapsed long ago.

These captains were all drawn from the old units of the Kwantung Army, and it was obvious that Umezu Mijiro wanted to gather the combat effectiveness of the troops, and at this time, these people also knew that once they and others surrendered, Commander Umezu Mijiro would inevitably retaliate, and even affect his family.

There are too many honors and praises on the Kwantung Army, and a little smudge must be dealt with, and they can think of the fierceness of its methods.

"Let's fight! Even if we die, we must ensure the reputation of the Kwantung Army, this is the bottom line. ”

The topic was getting heavier and heavier, but the attacking Eighth Route Army soldiers would not give them more time to sigh.

The sky began to light up, and a devil captain looked at the only position, grabbed a few grenades and threw them beside Miyaki and the others, and led the remaining troops to start charging, the explosion behind him made him laugh wildly, knowing that he was hit to the ground, and he could no longer set off any wind and waves.

The quietness of the position made Captain Guo and others both happy and sad.

"Lao Guo, send a telegram to the chief of staff, we should march to Haicheng, the devil reinforcements are about to arrive."

"Well, I see, go send it! By the way, report our casualties so that the chief of staff has a bottom, we really need to take a breather. ”

The telegram was sent here, and the chief of staff also smiled bitterly after reading it, don't look at the troops who annihilated the two wings of the devil one after another, but Lao Xiong's three wings on their side have suffered a lot of losses.

However, there is harm in comparison, and now that the initiative has changed hands, the next thing is to see how the commander of the devil division chooses.

At this time, the most panicked was the commander of the Devil Division, and the destruction of the Miyaki Wing made him feel cold.

"Report, aircraft reconnaissance report, the Eighth Route Army on the other side of the Dashiqiao is marching to Haicheng."

The commander of the Devil Division trembled when he heard this, and when he came, the Eighth Route Army that had his hands free was really going to give himself a heavy blow.

Now that the troops of the Eighth Route Army on the other side of the big stone bridge have come to reinforce them, they will inevitably mobilize their troops to block the attack.

As soon as the troops are mobilized, there will be an empty space, and the Eighth Route Army will launch an overwhelming attack.

"Division Commander, what now?"

The chief of staff of the devil understands that the Eighth Route Army is to choose between its own side, whether it wants the artillery wing on the Haicheng side, or whether it will face the next storm.

"Hateful, hateful."

"Chief of Staff, order the artillery wing on the Haicheng side to self-destruct all shells and artillery."

"The other forces immediately set up a defensive line to ensure that we are not interspersed again."

The commander of the devil division said that his eyes were red here, and he lost his artillery, and it was even more difficult for him to fight, but even if he destroyed it, he couldn't leave it to the Eighth Route Army, otherwise they would be even more arrogant.

The chief of staff knew that the division commander had made a choice and chose to self-destroy the target that the Eighth Route Army was going to achieve, so as to ensure that the other units would not have problems again, because it would be very difficult for the artillery wing to join the other units.

The chief of staff of the devil nodded and was about to go down to send a telegram, when a staff officer ran in sweating.

"Report to the commander of the division, Haicheng, Haicheng has fallen, we have lost contact with the artillery wing."

"What?"

The commander of the Devil Division hurriedly took the telegram at this time, and looked at it with a change in his face.

"Poof"

The angry and attacking Devil Division Commander spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell limply.

"Division Commander, Division Commander ......"

The devil's side is a house leak, and it rained overnight, and the command headquarters jumped with chickens and dogs.

And on the other side, the chief of staff looked at the telegram and finally relieved his atmosphere.

"Chief of Staff, are you still fighting?"

The staff officers were eager to try, because at this time the front-line troops had a lot of advantages.

Hearing this, the chief of staff shook his head directly and said, "It must be stopped, it's time to hand it over to the political commissar." ”

"Order the troops, all return to the front line of Tai'an, no longer interspersed with the devil's troops, and our next step is a confrontation."

"Yes, Chief of Staff."

When the commissar received the telegram from the chief of staff, he immediately jumped up, and finally it was over, and when a confrontation was formed on the chief of staff's side, he could order the three hidden detachments to do it.

The political commissar knew about the situation, and Umezu Mijiro on the other side also received a telegram about the situation.

The three wings were destroyed, the commander vomited blood and fell unconscious, and Umezu Mijiro only felt his temples throb.

How much combat effectiveness can the troops in this situation be, and the two major swords of the division and regiment are all broken, thinking about Umezu Mijiro is worried.

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