On June 15, at about nine o'clock in the morning, Changping, the Japanese 9th Division launched an attack on the position of the Jibu Brigade. Prior to this, a wing of the 108th Division of the Japanese Army had just conquered Nankou, which formed a semi-encirclement of Changping and directly threatened Wanping.

After the brand-new Lugou Bridge Incident, Wanping has been baptized by war and is now in ruins. Most of the civilians have been evacuated, and now stationed here is a railway workers' self-defense force organized by Li Tieshu at that time.

Wanping is the western gateway of Beiping, Qin Dechun is worried that Wanping's loss will have an unpredictable impact on Beiping, and after receiving the situation of the fox pupil, he immediately dispatched a security brigade to Wanping.

Still looking at the outskirts of Changping, after the suppressive artillery bombardment, about a squadron of devils rushed out of the simple fortifications and rushed towards the first line of defense of the infantry brigade.

The role of artillery in the warfare of this era is self-evident. In particular, the destructive power of large-caliber heavy artillery is enough to demoralize weak-willed soldiers. After the heavy artillery, the positions of the infantry brigade were in shambles. The trenches that the three battalions had dug after two days of hard work were blown into the ground, and from time to time one or two of them fell unyieldingly in pools of blood. The infantry brigade has four regiments, namely the first and third regiments of the infantry regiment, then the tank regiment, and a self-propelled artillery battalion. The self-propelled artillery battalion was armed with a total of four 15-mm howitzers and eight 120-mm field guns. Compared with the heavy artillery brigade of the little devil, the caliber and number of artillery are not proportional at all, so he is not stupid enough to shoot at the other side.

After the sound of artillery, He Zhengjiang stood at the whistle of the front finger, picked up the binoculars and looked at the position of the third battalion of the first regiment of Jibu, and the muscles on his face involuntarily spasmed twice.

Ouyang Yun's role in forming a mobile unit was to use its speed advantage to intersperse and serve the execution of tactics such as sabotage and encirclement. In other words, the infantry brigade is good at attacking, not good at defense. The use of the Infantry Brigade as an emergency force is really a last resort.

After the Japanese set up camp opposite the Jibu brigade, this was already the seventh long shelling. These seven shellings caused great casualties to the Third Battalion, and based on the statistics of the previous six battle losses, the artistic conception of the Third Battalion in the first trench reached more than 130 people.

The casualties of one company, that is, the shelling of the little devils alone cost the third battalion a third of its combat strength. At this time, the eyes of the commander of the third battalion were already red from annoyance, and blood oozed from the corners of his eyes. Picking up the walkie-talkie, he screamed, "Brigade! And what about our artillery? Where are our artillerymen? What is Li Mazi doing? ”

Li Mazi is the battalion commander of the self-propelled artillery battalion.

What is Li Mazi doing at this time? He was sitting on the ground smoking with his head down, and the unwilling eyes of the soldiers of the artillery battalion fell on him—the brothers in front were bleeding and dying, but they could not help anything.

He Zhengzhen put down the binoculars and took over the walkie-talkie from Deputy Brigade Commander Lin Deqin. He swallowed two mouthfuls of spit, and said in the same hoarse voice: "Wang Dayou, I am He Zhengchuan." Again, I stress that your task is to hold your ground for six hours, during which you will receive no support. ”

Hearing He Zhengchuan's voice without any emotion - Wang Dayou at least thought so, he scolded angrily: "Grandma's, He Zhengchuan, you are letting your brothers die!" ”

The muscles on He Zheng's face spasmed again, but he just said calmly: "Execute the order!" Then, he pressed the switch on the walkie-talkie.

"He Zhengchuan, you can't die a good death on a dog day!" Wang Dayou is still scolding. He came from the first regiment of the former military police, and in the old army, he had been depressed in front of the private because of this shit, and now he has become the commander of the third battalion of the first regiment of the machine infantry brigade, but his temper has not changed at all. He scolded two more sentences, but he didn't hear a response, so he put it down in a huff.

On his right-hand side, the camp instructor Fu Qiangpo reminded: "Lao Wang, the little devil is approaching. ”

Wang Dayou glared at him, straightened his helmet, looked at the eyes of the soldiers around him, pulled out his pistol and waved, and said, "Brothers, it's a big deal, fight with them!" ”

The fighters shouted in unison: "Fight." ”

Wang Dayou lay on the edge of the trench, glanced at the devil opposite, and squeaked: "Let's get closer and fight!" Don't save bullets! Beat it up! ”

Fu Qiangpo likes to use Wei Qing-style assault steps, pulled the bolt open, put all the magazines on his body in front of him, and asked for two grenades from a soldier next to him, and said: "One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters-"

Wang Dayou suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Fight! "A handshake is a shot.

The distance of 80 meters has already entered the best range of the Weiqing-style assault step. With Wang Dayou's loud shout, dozens of grenades flew out, and at the same time, the guns of various machine guns and Wei Qing's assault infantry rang out. In the sound of gunfire, the devils who rushed to the front fell down like rice.

"Lie down! Cover! The screams of the little devils were faintly heard in the gunshots, "pop, pop", "dada", the little devil's 92 heavy machine gun and crooked neck machine gun also rang out, and there was also the unique gunfire of the 38 type. The sound of a grenade breaking through the air sounded in the sky, and it was the grenadier of the little devil that began to fire.

After a few battles with the student army, the little devil slowly learned to be obedient. In the face of the firepower of the Weiqing-style assault infantry, which was not inferior to the light machine gun, the little devil no longer charged with his head down, and knew that the road was firing and suppressing.

The battle began to enter a stalemate, but with the protection of the trenches, the casualties of the third battalion were much less than those of the little devils. This time the battle lasted about a quarter of an hour, and in the end, a squadron of devils left more than fifty corpses and retreated.

As soon as the devil withdrew from the firing range, many soldiers immediately sat on the floating soil in the trenches. Wang Dayou scolded angrily: "Get up, get up, hurry up and strengthen the fortifications, repair the anti-artillery holes, there must be artillery bombardment under the little devils." ”

Wang Dayou was in charge of the operation, while Fu Qiangpo was in charge of checking the number of casualties and treating the wounded. Later, he walked up to Wang Dayou and said gloomily: "Eleven more brothers have died, and five are seriously injured, and I have already asked the hygienist to carry them down." ”

Wang Dayou stood with the shovel in his hand, suddenly spit out a mouthful of phlegm, waved the shovel harder, and roared in his mouth: "Grandma's, it's a big deal to hang here, He Zhengchuan, Li Mazi, if Lao Tzu doesn't hang, he has to go to the little chief to fight a lawsuit with him." The cannon with the little devil is rampant, hiding such a good cannon, grandma's, he thinks he will give birth to a baby if he hides it?! ”