Chapter 70: Continuous Combat
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As soon as a dozen devils rushed to the door of the barracks, a violent explosion sounded behind them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Two shells blew up two large holes in the roof of the barracks, and one shell smashed directly into the barracks and exploded, blowing up the four devils who had not yet rushed out at the end.
"Kill, give!" There were still a dozen or so devil soldiers, armed with rifles and shouting slogans, as if they had been stimulated, and rushed towards the door of the stronghold with a scream.
Zhang Yunshan, the commander of the second company, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood.
"The devil is going to fight hard, fight with our lives, and we must not let them rush over! Shoot now, sweep with machine guns, machine gunners shoot quickly, kill them all! ā
"Da ......" The two closest crooked handles shot first, and more than a dozen nearby 38 big covers also shot, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen devils were all beaten into a hornet's nest.
"Rush in and destroy the remnants of the enemy! Comrades, follow me! Zhang Yunshan shouted loudly waving the Mauser pistol in his hand, and then rushed into the devil's stronghold.
"Rush!" Dozens of Eighth Route Army, armed with rifles and crooked handles, rushed into the stronghold in one go.
The dozens of puppet soldiers trapped in the barracks took the initiative to throw their weapons out of the barracks before Zhang Yunshan rushed over, and then walked out of the barracks one after another with their heads in their hands, shouting surrender as they went, for fear that the Eighth Route Army would shoot them to death!
With the help of the surrendered puppet army, the battlefield was cleaned up very quickly.
In less than half an hour, Zhang Yunshan rushed to the headquarters of the Japanese squad leader with a smile.
Seeing that Wang Ping was staring at the devil map and could see his mind, Zhang Yunshan didn't want to interrupt, but he was so excited that he reported excitedly after enduring it for a few minutes.
"Battalion commander, the results of the battle have been counted, a total of 78 devils, all of them have been eliminated. Of the one hundred and six puppet soldiers, 28 died, and all the rest were taken prisoner. We lost 13 comrades and three were seriously wounded, but we used up a full 24 shells and 48 grenades, fortunately we captured more than 50 grenades in the devil's stronghold, otherwise we would have run out of grenades we brought! ā
"In addition, we also captured one heavy machine gun, two crooked handles, two grenadiers, 54 three-eight large covers, 92 old sleeves for the pseudo-military, and nine pistols of various kinds, all of which were intact and could be used with them. The remaining weapons, including two crooked handles, a grenadier canister, and twenty or thirty rifles, were blown into parts during the battle! ā
Wang Ping was not unhappy that his thoughts were interrupted, and replied with great satisfaction: "The ammunition is used a little more, but the casualties are few, which is more cost-effective than anything else!" ā
At first, Zhang Yunshan did not agree with this point of view, as an old Red Army, he used to live a hard life, but now he suddenly asked him not to take into account the consumption of ammunition when he was fighting, in his opinion, there was no difference between him and a loser.
Take the battle in front of you as an example, three mortars, six grenadiers, one heavy machine gun, nine crooked handles, and a large amount of ammunition were used to deal with dozens of devil independent battalions.
This is enough for the rest of the main forces to fight a medium-sized battle, and the independent battalion is just for fighting dozens of devil soldiers, which can be described as extravagant.
However, I have to admit that in the face of such powerful firepower, even the invincible elite of the Japanese army can only be passively beaten.
The results of the battle in front of us and the proportion of casualties, put on other troops, can only be described as a miracle, and it cannot be achieved at all. And the separate battalion did it, and more than once.
Faced with one after another miraculous battles being defeated by the battalion commander Wang Ping, Zhang Yunshan also slowly recognized this view of the supremacy of firepower on the battlefield. Battles that can be solved with cannons are absolutely not machine-gun-free, battles that can be solved with machine-guns are never fought with rifles, and battles that can be solved with rifles are never bayonets!
Zhang Yunshan accepted this way of fighting, not to mention the squad and platoon commanders and ordinary soldiers below.
For them, as long as they can win a big battle and reduce the casualties of their troops, it is a good way of fighting.
Wang Ping did not know that his combat style and combat methods had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the independent battalion and were accepted by everyone. After nodding to Zhang Yunshan, he turned his gaze back to the map hanging on the wall!
Then without waiting for Zhang Yunshan to speak, he ordered: "Let everyone hurry up and rest, and take out some of the captured canned food to replenish the strength of the soldiers." Three hours at most, we're going to go on! ā
"Battalion commander, is there another devil to fight!" Thinking that Wang Ping was staring at the map just now, Zhang Yunshan's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked.
Wang Ping nodded and replied: "You just said that we used a lot of mortar shells, and they were not captured. I, Wang Ping, have never done loss-making business in wars, and I will definitely find a way to replenish the used shells in the next battle. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to sustain a few battles with a total of 150 shells! ā
Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and when the soldiers of the independent battalion who had eaten and drunk enough were still resting and replenishing their strength, several company platoon commanders had already been called to the original Japanese squad leader's office.
After looking at the watch of the captured devil on his wrist, Wang Ping did not hesitate and directly ordered: "Half an hour later, the troops will start moving!" ā
"Guard platoon!"
"Here!" Zhong Yusheng stood up with anticipation on his face, and then stared at Wang Ping with a longing expression, expecting Wang Ping to give him the best task.
Wang Ping waved his hand and replied: "Don't be too excited, your task is to stay in Wuzhen, take care of the prisoners and captures, and then blockade Wuzhen until twelve o'clock tonight." As soon as the time came, he immediately rushed to Zhangjiawan with the captured and captured prisoners to join the instructor! ā
"The second company, the third company, the artillery platoon, with all the equipment and ammunition, will follow me to attack the Japanese stronghold at Guanliang. According to the map, a reinforced squad and a company of puppet troops of the Japanese army were stationed here, armed not only with heavy machine guns, but also with a mortar group. As long as we can take this stronghold, then we can replenish the shells we have used. ā
The three of them stood up with excited faces and replied: "Please rest assured that the battalion commander will complete the task!" ā
Although the independent battalion had cut the telephone line from Wuzhen to the county seat before the attack, Laiyuancheng did not receive any news of the attack on Wuzhen. But the sound of the attacking guns still reached the ears of the Japanese puppet army in several surrounding strongholds.
Also because the sound of gunfire did not last too long, and it was looming, and it was not very clear, the Japanese puppet army in these strongholds did not send people to Wuzhen to check.
However, after dawn, there were still two strongholds who contacted the county seat and reported the gunfire they heard.
The staff officers of the Japanese army headquarters in Laiyuan City did not dare to slack off, and immediately contacted the Wuzhen stronghold, but the result was definitely not contactable.
"Nani, the connection with the stronghold of Wuzhen has been cut off, and there was still gunfire coming out last night! Could it be that the stronghold of Wuzhen was also attacked by the Eighth Route Army. It shouldn't be, the main force of the Eighth Route Army is in Shuiquan Village, how can it suddenly appear in Wuzhen, which is dozens of miles away? After listening to the report of his subordinates, the chief of staff frowned and muttered to himself.
Because this matter is related to the security of a stronghold, and it is also related to the true strength of the Eighth Route Army in Laiyuan. The chief of staff did not dare to slack off, and immediately sent scouts to the direction of Wuzhen to reconnoitre.
However, because the chief of staff did not have real evidence in his hands for the Eighth Route Army to attack the stronghold of Wuzhen, the chief of staff did not immediately report to Ono Daisa. He was waiting for the reconnaissance unit to have definite news back before reporting to Captain Ono!