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At six o'clock in the morning, Dongfang has slowly revealed the white of the fish belly, it seems that it will not be long before the sky will be bright, Zhang Yunfei, who has not squinted for two days and two nights, still looks full of energy, and the two division commanders He and Liu have fallen asleep on their stomachs on the table.

Seeing that the two teachers were sleeping soundly, Zhang Yunfei motioned to a soldier next to him, took two coats, and put them on respectively, while Zhang Yunfei himself took a telescope and walked out of the headquarters.

Coming to a trench in front of the headquarters, Zhang Yunfei took a few breaths of fresh air filled with faint gunsmoke, and looked at the sky, which had slowly changed from the white of the fish belly to a little golden color, and it seemed that the sun was about to come out.

Gradually, the sky brightened, because the headquarters was located on the top of the mountain, and the surrounding radius of dozens of kilometers was in full view, Zhang Yunfei took the lookout and carefully observed the battlefield in front of him, and there were still bursts of gunfire in front of him, but compared with last night, there were many fewer gunshots.

Just as Zhang Yunfei was carefully observing, a burst of gunfire rang out at the foot of the mountain less than a thousand meters below the command headquarters, Zhang Yunfei hurriedly looked at the place where the gunshots sounded, and saw that at the foot of the mountain, about three or four hundred little devils were exchanging fire with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were in charge of guarding the mountain.

At this time, an operational staff officer ran out anxiously from the command headquarters and said to Zhang Yunfei: "Chief, there is a group of little devils at the bottom of the mountain who may have discovered our headquarters and are attacking the mountain. ”

By the time Zhang Yunfei returned to the headquarters, the two division commanders, He and Liu, had already woken up, probably woken up by the dense gunfire at the bottom of the mountain, and an operational staff officer was holding a telephone and calling the headquarters of the 3rd Infantry Brigade, which was closest to the headquarters of the division, and asked the 3rd Infantry Brigade to immediately send people to reinforce the headquarters of the division.

At present, although there is only one guard company in the headquarters to stop the little devils, and the rest of the headquarters are staff officers and civilian personnel, and the total number is only a few dozen, but the two division commanders He and Liu are acting lightly, and they are still talking and laughing together, and Zhang Yunfei is also very calm.

However, several combat staff officers next to him were very anxious, the three division commanders were here, and everyone was too worried about the safety of the chiefs, and their mood could not be calmed down. One of the operational staff officers even began to shoot dozens of staff officers and civilians in the command, preparing to organize personnel to go down to reinforce the fighters of the guard company.

At the foot of the mountain, more than 100 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were fighting fiercely with three or four hundred little devils, facing an enemy two or three times their size, and the soldiers were fearless and relying on the fortifications to fight back in their favor.

Originally, this infantry brigade had thousands of people, but after a night of fighting, there were heavy casualties, and only three or four hundred people remained, and many of the little devils were wounded, mortars and grenadiers were also lost, and there were only three or five crooked machine guns.

Therefore, don't look at the large number of little devils, but in the face of hundreds of well-equipped and energetic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, they are on a par.

On the position of the Eighth Route Army, the commander of the guard company Zhong saw several soldiers die under the guns of the little devils, and his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "Comrades, behind us is the headquarters, for the safety of the chiefs, we must not retreat, today we are fighting with the little devils." ”

"Never back down, fight with the little devil." The surrounding soldiers immediately shouted, using the AK-47 in their hands to fight back fiercely at the little devils, and more than a dozen little devils were killed in an instant.

The captain of the little devil, seeing the Eighth Route Army in front of him fighting back so fiercely, was very excited, and guessed in his heart that the front must be an important headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, and if it was defeated by himself, it would be a great achievement.

The captain of the little devil brigade completely ignored the casualties of the little devil, raised the command knife in his hand, and shouted: "Kill to ......" Immediately, dozens of little devils, under the cover of several crooked machine guns, rushed towards the position of the Eighth Route Army.

However, the firepower of the Eighth Route Army was too fierce, and it rushed several times without success, and the battle reached a stalemate for a while.

Command of the Eighth Route Army.

Ignoring the opposition of several combat staff officers, Zhang Yunfei had already walked out of the headquarters and stood in the trench to watch the battle situation at the bottom of the mountain.

The rest of the command saw that all the three chiefs had left the command headquarters, and they immediately faced the enemy, and there were even a few staff officers with AK-47 assault rifles on guard.

After looking at the battle situation at the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Yunfei said to an operational staff officer next to him: "Isn't there still a few 60mm mortars in the guard battalion?" Go and get it, just enough to hit the little devils under the mountain. ”

The combat staff officer hesitated and said: "Chief, at present, our guard company is only about 100 meters away from the little devil, and it is easy to injure our comrades by mistake with mortars. ”

Zhang Yunfei smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Go and get it, and bring more shells." ”

Zhang Yunfei motioned for everyone to set up the artillery on the flat ground, and then personally walked to the mortar and carefully checked the shooting parameters.

I saw Zhang Yunfei take a look at the position of the little devil under the mountain for a while, raise his fingers for a while, squint his eyes and compare and aim in front of him, and adjust the mortar for a while.

About a few minutes later, Zhang Yunfei adjusted all four mortars, then picked up a mortar shell, put it into the mortar barrel, only to see a "tom", this shell with a whistling, flew down the mountain, and immediately exploded in the crowd of little devils, blowing up several little devils.

The staff officers and civilian personnel next to them saw that their division commander had accurately hit the little devil, and they immediately cheered, and even the division commander He next to him laughed and said, "Brother Yunfei, I didn't think you still had such a hand." ”

Zhang Yunfei only smiled slightly when he saw everyone's performance, and then said to several staff officers next to him: "I have already adjusted the firing parameters of the mortar, you just need to fire the shells." ”

As soon as Zhang Yunfei finished speaking, there were a few people who ran to a few mortars excitedly, eager to try, Zhang Yunfei looked at everyone, gave an encouraging look, and immediately everyone began to shoot.

One shell after another, a large number of little devils were killed, and the guard company under the mountain saw that mortars were set up in front of the headquarters to support themselves, so everyone fought the little devils more bravely.

In the face of the fierce mortar strikes of the Eighth Route Army and the intensive rain of bullets of AK-47, the little devil gradually couldn't bear it, and the casualties rose sharply.

But at this time, it was too late for the little devil to retreat, and behind the little devil, the gunfire of the AK-47 assault rifle of "da, da, da......" sounded, and I saw Qian Long, the commander of the third infantry brigade, with his own guard battalion, and six or seven hundred people wrapped the little devil into dumplings.

The remnants of the little devils, under the attack of the Eighth Route Army, were wiped out without holding out for ten minutes, the captain of the little devil was hit by at least a few AK-47 assault rifles, the adjutant uniform of the captain of the little devil was too conspicuous, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were killed with red eyes were "focused on taking care of", and the captain of the little devil was beaten into a honeycomb by the dense bullets.

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