Late the next night, as soon as the appointed time arrived, more than 100 platoons of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army and the New Fourth Army that had infiltrated behind enemy lines in advance launched an attack on the pre-selected targets at the same time.

Fujido Takaei handed the telephone to the adjutant, but walked into the war room next door.

A huge simulated sand table has been erected in the war room, and several combat staff officers are inserting small blue flags one after another into the sand table, and from time to time a communications personnel will rush inside and send a copy of the latest battle report, and several combat staff officers will add small blue flags to the sand table according to the latest battle report.

By two o'clock in the morning, the battle reports from all over the place had been summarized, and more than 100 small blue flags had been planted on the sand table.

Looking at the dense small blue flags on the sand table, the military police captain Haneda was a little frightened, he really didn't expect that the anti-Japanese salvation army in southern Anhui would not move, but it would be such a big move, judging from the battle reports compiled so far, the Chinese army participating in the attack had at least more than 150 platoons, which was equivalent to the strength of six regiments

"How's it going, Haneda-san?" Fujitang Gaoying's expression was very relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Now, you have a clear understanding of the true strength of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army in southern Anhui, right?" ”

"Hello." Haneda bowed heavily and said, "Your Excellency the General is right, the Anti-Japanese Salvation Army in Southern Anhui is indeed an army that cannot be insulted, and I did underestimate them a little before. ”

Fujido Gaoying waved his hand, and then said: "However, Haneda-san, you don't have to overestimate the strength of the Southern Anhui Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, from the sand table, the situation seems to be extremely scary, but from the actual combat level, this wave of sabotage and offensive of the Southern Anhui Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army is actually not to worry about." ”

Haneda asked puzzledly, "Your Excellency the General Weishenme said that?" ”

Instead of answering Haneda's question, Fujido asked rhetorically, "Haneda-san, don't you think it's strange that I haven't sent reinforcements to any of the attacked strongholds or turrets so far?"

Haneda was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered that Fujido Takaei really hadn't sent reinforcements to any place.

"Do you know that I don't send reinforcements? Because it's not necessary. Fujitang Gao Ying said, "The anti-Japanese salvation army in southern Anhui has divided its forces so scattered, and the troops participating in the attack are at best one or two platoons, and such a small number of troops will break through the roads or trenches, and it is wishful thinking to break through the turrets and even strongholds garrisoned by the imperial army, after all, the heavy weapons of the anti-Japanese salvation army in southern Anhui are extremely limited, and they lack effective means of attacking fortifications. ”

Haneda nodded subconsciously, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Fujido Gaoying continued: "Therefore, this large-scale sabotage operation, in fact, is a fancy offensive, in addition to looking quite scary, it is difficult to cause real damage to the imperial army, and when it is dawn tomorrow, I will be able to make the anti-Japanese salvation army in southern Anhui pay a heavy price with a backhand blow."

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Ten miles away from the Luji Pit, the small Japanese built an artillery tower, and the L Battalion Company of the 4th Regiment was responsible for pulling out this artillery tower.

After nightfall, platoon commander Liu led the whole platoon of 40 officers and soldiers to quietly enter the periphery of the turret to lurk, and as soon as the appointed time came, platoon commander Liu issued an order to launch an attack on the turret.

However, a squad of Japanese troops was stationed in the turret, and there was also a machine gun, so the attack did not go well.

When Wang Gensheng and Uncle Wang carried the supper to the position, the battle had come to an end temporarily, because of the lack of effective means of attacking fortifications, the assault team was never able to get close to the turret, and after more than a dozen soldiers were killed and wounded, Platoon Commander Liu had to suspend the attack and gather several squad leaders to discuss countermeasures.

"Platoon Commander Liu, why did you stop and stop fighting?" Wang Gensheng put down the supper burden and asked.

Platoon Commander Liu said: "Little Japan's firepower is too fierce, and the cost of a strong attack is too great, so we have to think of another way." ”

Wang Gensheng looked at the turret a few hundred meters away, and found that the turret of Little Japan was very tricky, and there was unsheltered open land on all sides, and it was difficult for personnel to get close to the turret.

"Comrades, come on, come on, eat supper first, and then talk about supper after eating supper first." Uncle Wang ignored these, put down the supper burden and began to greet the soldiers sitting around, the soldiers had been fighting for half the night, and their stomachs were already grumbling with hunger, and they gathered over at the moment, opened the lid of the barrel and saw that it was filled with hot black wheat nuts.

Wupi wheat fruit is a common food in the south, with wheat husk crushed mixed with a small amount of flour, and then twisted into a vine shape, steamed, so it is also called twisted vine wheat fruit, not very delicious, but in this war era, the landlord's family has no surplus grain, it is very good to be able to eat a full stomach.

Wang Gensheng also took the root.

Looking at the crooked Wupi wheat fruit in his hand, Wang Gensheng suddenly moved in his heart, thought of an idea, and immediately ran to Platoon Commander Liu and said, "Platoon Commander Liu, I have a way." ”

Platoon Commander Liu was in good spirits, and he couldn't care about eating supper, so he asked, "What's the method?" ”

Wang Gensheng said: "The little devil's turret is very well-built, surrounded by open rice fields, which makes our soldiers unable to find cover when attacking, and the whole body is completely exposed to the guns of Little Japan, but in turn, this also buries the hidden danger of defeat for Little Japan itself." ”

"Oh, Wang Yushi, don't drop the text, say quickly, what's the method?" Platoon Commander Liu was in a hurry.

Wang Gensheng said: "The method is actually very simple, isn't this all rice fields?" It should be easy to dig up, we can dig a tunnel to go straight to the bottom of the small Japanese turret, and then we can blow up the dog turret with explosives.

"The problem is that little Japanese machine guns can also get into pits." Platoon Commander Liu's brain hasn't turned a corner yet

"You stupid, don't be stunned and dig forward, dig the tunnel into a zigzag shape like Wupi Maiguo, won't the machine guns of Little Japan be able to hit?"

"yes, why didn't I think of that?" Platoon Commander Liu suddenly realized.

After figuring it out, Platoon Commander Liu immediately called the three squad leaders to him and ordered the three squad leaders to dig trenches in turn, the soil of this paddy field was soft, and there was sandy soil under the clay layer, and it took less than two hours to dig forward more than 100 meters, until it reached the foot of the small Japanese artillery tower.

Little Japan also realized that something was wrong, and first threw a grenade out, but because it was dark, it was difficult for the grenade to accurately fall into the tunnel that was only two feet wide, and found that it was not possible to throw the grenade, so the little Japan organized a charge of troops, trying to eliminate the soldiers digging the tunnel in the tunnel.

But in this way, the situation became that the little Japanese attacked, and the Zuihou soldiers gave the little Japan a hard blow with the tunnel they had just dug out, and the six Japanese soldiers who attacked were all killed, and the remaining few Japanese soldiers did not dare to come out again, so they could only hide in the turret and resist stubbornly.

Soon, the tunnel was dug under the turret, a soldier used a pointed pickaxe to dig a hole under the turret, and then put the two explosives bags he brought into it, more than ten seconds later, the big sand col suddenly rose up a huge cloud of smoke and dust, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, it was found that the small Japanese turret had already collapsed half.

Platoon Commander Liu rushed into the crumbling turret with more than a dozen soldiers, and found several Japanese soldiers who had stubbornly resisted lying in the turret, bleeding one by one, and all of them had been shocked to death by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

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It was a long night for many Japanese soldiers in Longkou County.

But no matter how long and difficult the night is, there will be an end to it.

Haneda rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, looked up and said to Fujido Takaei, "Your Excellency General, it's dawn, isn't it time for the Imperial Army to fight back?" ”

"Well, it's time, but before counterattacking, we must first restore the communications of the strongholds and turrets." Fujitang Gaoying said this, and then turned his head and ordered the adjutant, "Order, all the engineer teams are dispatched, and the communication of the various strongholds and artillery towers must be restored in the shortest possible time, quickly."

"Hello." The adjutant bowed heavily, turned and walked away.

Seeing the figure of the adjutant go out, Haneda asked puzzledly: "Your Excellency General, there is a way for the soldiers to be fast, and Weishenme doesn't take advantage of the fact that the Zhina army has not had time to withdraw now, instead of waiting for the sappers to restore the communication of the strongholds and artillery towers first?" When communication is restored, I'm afraid it'll be too late. ”

"It's not too late, there is an old Chinese saying that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." Fujitang Gao Ying smiled gloomily, and then said, "Only when the sappers restore communication can we know which strongholds or turrets have been destroyed, and only in these directions can the imperial army need to focus on attacking, at least in the rest of the directions, there is no need to be too serious." ”

I have to say that Fujitang Gaoying, the old devil, is still a bit of a level, he knows that after the full flowering, it will inevitably be fruitless everywhere, and only by concentrating on a few key directions can the greatest gains be achieved, and those small Chinese troops who have the strength to destroy the turrets and strongholds are most likely equipped with heavy weapons, which is the key target worthy of the imperial army's great move.