Immediately, without the drag of the puppet army, artillery squadrons, and heavy machine gun squadrons, the marching speed of the entire army immediately increased a lot. Nearly 4,000 little devils, under the traction of 12 tanks and 24 cars, in the dark night, like a sharp sword, quickly plunged towards Zhongyang Town, which was more than ten miles away.

Finally, after half an hour of rapid marching and detours. The little devils of nearly 4,000 people finally surrounded the entire Zhongyang Town. However, although the 4,000 soldiers of the Imperial Army under his command at this time, everyone was tired and out of breath because of the long and rapid march. However, to Nakamoto Daisa's delight, the thousands of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in Zhongyang Town have not yet retreated. The troops of the Eighth Route Army, which numbered several thousand people, were staying in the small town of Zhongyang at this time, and were tightly surrounded by themselves, waiting to be wiped out by the heroic imperial soldiers.

"Yo Xi, Your Excellency Wing Commander, now we have surrounded all the Eighth Route Army. Now the Eighth Route Army is on the outskirts of Zhongyang Town, hastily digging trenches, preparing to resist the attack of our imperial army. Your Excellency, Wing Commander, did you order the troops, under the cover of the tank squadron, to take advantage of the chaos of the Eighth Route Army, to take them by surprise and rush into the town. Seeing the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were constantly digging trenches on the periphery of the town, the chief of staff of the wing hurriedly suggested.

"Chief of Staff, if we attack now, we can catch the Eighth Route Army by surprise. However, you have overlooked the fact that even if we attack now with the tanks in our hands, we will only inflict small casualties on the oncoming Eighth Route Army. However, if the remaining thousands of Eighth Route Army were driven into Zhongyang Town, we would have to face arduous street battles. This is almost no advantage for our Imperial soldiers. Therefore, we might as well wait until the trench excavation of the Eighth Route Army is completed, and after our artillery arrives, we will try to kill and injure the living forces of the Eighth Route Army on the periphery of Zhongyang Town as much as possible. Wing Commander Osa Nakamoto shook his head and rejected the chief's request to fight.

However, what surprised Nakamoto Dazuo was that it was because of his non-attack that the Eighth Route Army outside the town bought more than ten minutes to build the unfinished fortifications. In these ten minutes, the troops once again dug countless anti-artillery holes on the side of the main trench. It is used to evade the shelling of small-caliber artillery fire from little devils.

Fifteen minutes later, when Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa kept looking at the watch on his arm, the follow-up troops of the puppet army, in Nakamoto Osa's expectations, finally rushed to the outskirts of the town and joined forces with the thousands of little devils surrounding Zhongyang Town. Several squadron leaders, together with a division commander and three regiment commanders of the puppet army, came to the front of the wing commander Nakamoto Daisa.

"Report to Your Excellency Wing Commander, the troops have arrived in Zhongyang Town on time to rendezvous with the main force, please ask Your Excellency Wing Commander to arrange combat missions for us." A group of more than a dozen officers reported to the wing commander in front of him at the same time.

"Yo Xi, you came very punctually. However, now that time is pressing, there is no extra time for you to rest, and I hope you don't mind. I promise that when we have eliminated the Eighth Route Army in front of us, I will personally ask His Excellency the Brigade Commander for instructions and give you a week's long vacation to have a good rest," looking at the dozen or so officers in front of him who were constantly panting, Wing Commander Nakamoto Daisa said with a relieved face.

"Hey, it's our honor to work hard for the Great Empire, please assign tasks to Your Excellency the Wing Commander"

"Yo Xi, now I order" In response to everyone's answers, Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa nodded with satisfaction. shouted loudly at the more than ten officers in front of him. And when he heard the word order, more than a dozen officers in front of him, like a conditioned reflex, stood neatly in front of Wing Commander Nakamoto Daisa at the same time.

"Wang Sang, you have a total of three regiments under your command. Now give each of your regiments a squadron of Imperial soldiers, a heavy machine gun squad, and a mortar squad. In the three directions of north, south and east of Zhongyang Town, they launched a feint attack on the Eighth Route Army in front of them, attracting the firepower of the Eighth Route Army and killing and injuring the living forces of the Eighth Route Army as much as possible. As for the entire force that is responsible for the feint, it is all under your own command. Looking at the puppet army division commander in front of him with a flattering face, Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa ordered loudly.

"Hi, thank you, Your Excellency, Wing Commander, for your cultivation. Our kingdom will definitely live up to the trust of His Excellency, kill and injure the living forces of the Eighth Route Army as much as possible, and attract the firepower of the Eighth Route Army. Hearing that the wing commander in front of him actually handed over the command of thousands of people to himself, and more importantly, among the thousands of people, there were nearly 1,000 imperial troops. Thinking of this, the division commander Wang Guotian was immediately flattered, and said with excitement on his face.

"Yo Xi, Wang Sang, I still trust you very much for your military command ability. The task of feints in three directions is entrusted to you, Wang Sang. Seeing that he had only given a little sweetness, the Heavenly Master of the Kingdom in front of him wept gratefully to show his loyalty. Wing Captain Nakamoto Osa looked proud and continued to praise.

"Hi, Your Excellency Wing Captain" Wang Guotian's face was full of excitement.

"Yo Xi, order, all the remaining artillery, heavy machine guns to immediately build a position at the front of the position, and in ten minutes the troops will be ready to attack. Chief of Staff, immediately gather the Imperial Army soldiers who have retreated from three directions, and as for our first round of attack, hand it over to the Kwantung Army Brigade. Let the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side taste it, we say that the Kwantung Army of this empire is powerful. Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa nodded and ordered to the Wing Chief of Staff in front of him.

"Hi, Your Excellency, Wing Commander. However, Your Excellency Wing Commander, the offensive of the 1st Brigade of the Kwantung Army, does it need to send a tank squadron for some cover. The chief of staff asked loudly.

"In order to reduce the casualties of our imperial army, send a squad of three tanks. Let the other side of the Tsuchihachi Road also taste the power of our Imperial Army tanks," Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa ordered with a contemptuous face.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the dozens of mortars left in the mortar squadron, already lined up at the front of the position at the command of the squadron leader, were ready to attack. The remaining three heavy machine-gun squadrons totaled 36 heavy machine guns. Also less than 500 meters opposite the position, lined up, ready to cover at any time.

"Order all mortars to carry out ten minutes of intensive artillery shelling to destroy all fire points on the positions of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, all surface positions." Behind him was a mortar with its muzzle raised, a heavy machine gun glowing with blue light, and three tanks ready to strike. The corners of Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa's mouth showed a smile of victory, and he shouted an order to the squadron leader of the artillery squadron waiting for the order behind him.

A dull sound of mortar discharges sounded, followed by bursts of fire from the artillery positions behind the Japanese position. At the same time, a sharp whistling sound reached the ears of the warriors. The soldiers guarding the position, almost without any hesitation, heard the whistling sound, and under the leadership of their respective squad leaders, they drilled into the nearest anti-artillery hole.

Just when the entire trench became empty in an instant, the dense shells had already fallen. In the empty trenches, there were violent explosions. However, the constant explosions did no harm to the soldiers hiding in the anti-artillery holes. Unless the hit rate of the little devil's shell is too high, and it falls directly at the mouth of the anti-artillery hole, it will cause certain casualties to the soldiers inside.

Inside the reinforced underground bunker headquarters, feel the air waves and scorching flames from the constant explosion of artillery shells outside the headquarters. Zhou Guohua, as the commander-in-chief of the front, was holding a telescope and standing at the lookout of the headquarters. A pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the landing point of the artillery shells of the Yue army, and at the same time, he issued the latest combat order to the combat staff officer Wang who was ready to convey the order at any time behind him: "Staff officer Wang, immediately notify the artillery cluster behind our position, calculate the location of the enemy's artillery position, and be ready to fire the artillery at any time." However, all artillerymen, without my orders, were forbidden to fire a single shell. ”

"Yes, Captain"

The ten-minute artillery bombardment of the army ended quickly, although the artillery fire of the little devils was very dense. However, small-caliber mortar shells did not cause much damage to the fighters. Only a few shells fell narrowly at the mouth of the anti-artillery hole, causing dozens of casualties to the fighters.

However, under the intensive shelling of the enemy, there were still more landslides in the entire trench. As the smoke of gunfire dissipated on the position, a whistle sounded on the position that had just been covered by the artillery fire of the little devils. Hearing the whistle, a soldier quickly drilled out of the anti-artillery hole, entered the position, and began to repair the damaged trench. At the same time, a very light and heavy machine gun was also quickly set up on the trench by the soldiers, quietly waiting for the arrival of the little devil.

"Buzzing" At this moment, the roar of an engine, which passed a distance of several hundred meters, reached the ears of every soldier in the trenches. Commander-in-chief Zhou Guohua, after hearing the roar of the tank, also quickly raised the telescope in his hand. I saw three tanks emitting black smoke, with about a squadron of little devils, slowly rushing towards the position. More importantly, by attacking the military uniforms and equipment of the little devils, Zhou Guohua knew very well that the little devils in this squadron were the most elite Kwantung Army in the Yue Army.

"Hehe, the little devil really looks up to us, and the first time he tried to attack, he dispatched three tanks and a squadron of the Kwantung Army. Staff Officer Wang, convey the order to the commander of the first battalion in front of him, and according to the original plan, put the three tanks of the little devil in for me. As for the task of his first battalion, it was to destroy the Kwantung Army with a squadron behind three tanks. Seeing the three tanks that were about to enter the range of his troops, Zhou Guohua ordered to the staff officer of the combat king behind him.

And just when Staff Officer Wang was about to go out to convey the order, he saw that he was the attacking unit, and he was about to enter the range of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side. Dozens of heavy machine guns of the Yue Army, which were on cover duty, erupted tongues of fire one after another at the command of the wing commander. Dozens of heavy machine guns weave an impermeable network of firepower on the entire frontal battlefield. And in this sudden dense network of firepower, dozens of soldiers who were lying in the trenches and couldn't dodge were hit by the flying bullets at this moment and fell into the trenches behind them.

"Damn, little devil, I'll your grandma." Seeing the corpses of dozens of soldiers hurriedly carried down by the health team, the battalion commander clenched his fists tightly and cursed hatefully. At the same time, in the trenches, walking back and forth, while running, he gave the latest order to the restless soldiers around him: "Comrades, do a good job of concealment, give me stability, without my order, forbid anyone to raise their heads, hold steady"

In the midst of the difficult waiting of the soldiers, the roar of the three tanks of the little devil is also getting louder and louder. At the same time, dozens of heavy machine guns, which served as cover, also became more and more tricky. The entire barrage was almost clinging to the edge of the soldiers' hidden trenches. Several soldiers, in order to observe the enemy's situation, just stretched out half of their heads, and the half of their heads shot out were shattered by this dense rain of bullets, and their brains jumped to the ground.

"Damn, the little devil actually brought so many heavy machine guns, it seems that the little devil has taken out all his capital. The artillery group was ordered to continue to destroy the enemy's artillery positions, except for a part of the targets that remained unchanged. The rest of the part will be immediately given to me at the enemy's heavy machine gun position, and when the battle begins, I must not let the little devils open fire so unscrupulously. Ordered the commander of the first battalion to return fire on me as soon as the artillery cluster opened fire, and to be sure to repel the attack of the little devils. "Seeing the positions of the battalion being carried down, almost all of them were the remains of dozens of fighters who had been shot in the head. The head of the regiment, Zhou Guohua, ordered loudly, but his eyes never left his telescope, and he did not leave the little devil who was getting closer and closer.

And the little devils of a squadron that followed closely behind the three tanks, under the cover of a dense network of heavy machine-gun fire. There was almost no resistance, and the troops went from 400 meters away from the position of the Eighth Route Army, to 300 meters, and then to 150 meters now, but at such a close distance, the position of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was still quiet, without the slightest movement.

Seeing that he was only less than 150 meters away from the position of the Eighth Route Army, and according to the current charging speed of his troops, it would only take less than half a minute at most, and the elite Kwantung Army of one of his squadrons could rush into the position of the Eighth Route Army and carry out the white-knuckle battle that the imperial army was best at. The squadron leader of the Yue Army, who was originally worried about this Eighth Route Army reader, began to slowly let go of his nervous heart at this time, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth seemed to show a trace of a victorious smile.

"Yo Xi, the warriors of the Kwantung Army, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side must be overwhelmed by our dense artillery fire and bullets. Warriors, for the honor of the soldiers, for the sake of victory, kill and give, rush forward, use the bayonets in our hands, destroy the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, and let them taste the power of our Kwantung Army" Seeing the position of the Eighth Route Army that was close at hand, but there was no movement. The squadron leader of the army drew his command knife and commanded loudly to the more than 200 soldiers behind him.

"Kill to" more than 200 elite Kwantung Army soldiers, looking at the squadron leader's command knife symbolizing the attack, shouted loudly. More than 200 people, closely following the three tanks, changed from a cautious attack just now, to a trot. Because at this time, in their eyes, the troops on the position of the Eighth Route Army more than 100 meters away in front of them seemed to be lambs to be slaughtered in their hands.

At the same time, at the same time, more than two hundred soldiers of the Kwantung Army were screaming and speeding up their charge. The three tanks at the front of the entire offensive formation also seemed to hear the cheers of the Kwantung Army soldiers behind their buttocks. A loud roar sounded, and three tanks simultaneously increased their horsepower and rushed towards the position of the first battalion, which was getting closer and closer.

"Hehe, it seems that the little devil Kwantung Army is very arrogant! But they've found the wrong target, we're a well-known reader who specializes in fighting little devils. The artillery cluster was ordered to open fire at once, destroying the enemy's artillery positions and suppressing the enemy's heavy machine-gun fire. Seeing more than 200 soldiers of the Kwantung Army who were trotting and charging faster and faster, the regiment commander Zhou Guohua ordered loudly.

The dozen or so artillery positions scattered throughout Zhongyang Town were filled with the sound of dull mortar guns being ejected almost at the same time. However, under the cover of the fierce gunfire on the battlefield, the sound did not attract anyone's attention. Just when a squadron of the Kwantung Army, under the cover of a dense network of fire behind it, was only a hundred meters from the position. Dozens of shells fired by the artillery cluster of the Eighth Route Army have already flown above the heads of the little devil artillery positions and heavy machine gun positions.

"Boom, boom, boom" a dense explosion sounded. The artillery positions and heavy machine gun positions of the Japanese army were caught in a sea of fire almost at the same time. Mortars and heavy machine guns that were directly hit by shells turned into piles of parts in this explosion. As for the little devil next to the weapon, all that was left fell in a pool of blood. If you're lucky, you'll be able to leave a whole corpse behind. Bad luck, the whole body was directly blown into a pile of minced meat.

"Baga, quick, all mortars will be transferred at once. Quickly transfer the position" saw that the Eighth Route Army in the town still had artillery, and the opponent eliminated four mortars and three heavy machine guns in just one round of artillery bombardment. The two artillerymen, as well as the temporary commander of the heavy machine gun, could not help but be shocked. shouted loudly at the little devil in front of him.

(To be continued)