In the confrontation between the two armies, infiltration and lurking are a fairly common tactic.

But this common tactic can be applied in a brilliant and stunning way, but there are very few troops.

Kong Jie is even more convinced that soldiers are not tired of deceit, and the more common tactics are, the more they may surprise the enemy.

At night, under the command of Shen Quan, Wang Leihu, and Wang Huaibao, the soldiers continued to launch a feint attack on the Japanese Ishii wing in Zhangjiazhuang without interruption.

Although it was a feint, under the powerful artillery bombardment, it still caused some casualties to the Japanese army.

Ishii Haraichi didn't dare to be careless about this, the two armies were facing each other, and the opponent's thoughts were difficult to figure out, who knew if the current feint attack, if it was a little worse, would it directly turn into a general attack?

In the continuation of the offensive, the fighters of the Independent Regiment seemed to have chosen the point of attack on the left flank at random, drawing a large part of the attention of the Japanese army.

The battle between the two sides lasted for more than 20 minutes.

In order to achieve the goal of hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, Shen Quan even ordered the soldiers of the second battalion to try to pull a straggler line from the left flank towards the Japanese position, and launched several assaults.

Sometimes, under the cover of night and the trees, they launched a sudden attack, and in the most recent case, they were less than 200 meters away from the forward fortifications of the Japanese army.

This really greatly interfered with Ishii Haraichi's judgment, and he was even a little suspicious, could he have guessed wrong?

This is not a feint attack by the Eighth Route Army, is the Eighth Route trying to take advantage of the desperate bet before dawn to forcibly capture the position?

In the confrontation between the two sides, when the Japanese army was not aware of it, the monk led more than 100 soldiers of the guard company, with the help of the cover of the mountains and forests and the cover of night, quietly and silently, towards the weeds more than 300 meters away from the right flank of the Ishii Wing position.

Along the way, under the repeated instructions of the monk before departure, the soldiers kept absolute quiet.

The military boots with steel spikes that I wear on weekdays are all replaced with cloth shoes at the moment to prevent the friction sound that the steel spikes will make when they grip the ground.

The soldiers bent on their waists and carried their weapons on their backs, and even the grenades on their waists were packed separately with carrying equipment, leaving gaps between them to prevent the grenades from colliding with each other and making a sound during the march.

There was no language exchange during the whole process, and the monk took the lead, and the soldiers behind him were deployed according to the orders before the battle, and marched in tacit understanding.

During the exchange of fire between the devils and the soldiers, they took advantage of the sound to move forward for a while, waited until the sound of the battle had subsided, and then stopped, carefully avoiding the detection of the Japanese scouts.

The old devil Ishii Haraichi is also more cautious, and has always been wary of the Eighth Route Army entering under the cover of the night in the battle.

This was the consistent method of the Eighth Route Army in launching night battles.

Under the premise that it was impossible to directly destroy the fortifications of the Imperial troops with artillery fire, and did not want to charge against the firepower, the Eighth Route would adopt this tactic of sneaking in, and then quickly engaging with the Imperial soldiers in close combat, covering the attack of the main force in the entanglement.

Therefore, around the position, mountains, forests, grasslands, mountain streams, earth ditches, and even the back side of the mountain, although it is a steep rock wall, it is difficult for manpower to climb up the rock, and Ishiihara has sent a vigilant force to reconnoiter at any time.

Night, around 8:30 a.m.

The cold moon hung high, but there was a mist shrouded in it, and the moonlight was dim, so that you could not reach out and lose sight of your fingers, and you could only see a hazy shadow.

With the continuous upward attack of the main force on the Ishii Wing, the monk finally led the soldiers of the guard company all the way to the edge of the weedy field more than 300 meters away from the forward fortifications where the Ishii Wing was located.

At this time, the sound of battle from other directions of the Japanese fortifications gradually stopped, the monk raised his right hand slightly, and then slowly crawled down, The soldier behind him, by the faint moonlight, saw the sign language command conveyed by the company commander at a close distance, and also stretched out his right hand at the same time, and the soldiers conveyed the monk's gesture order in turn, until the last soldier.

There was a night breeze blowing, and the weeds, half a man high, shook slightly with the night breeze.

The monk who took the lead in prostrate down was about to move forward, when suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he heard a sound of footsteps, which was moving from far to near, and immediately settled down and stopped the movement of his body.

A moment later, three or five devils appeared on the right flank of the forward position, stepping on the stacked fortification bunkers and looking down in the direction of the weedy field.

One of the devils, armed with a light machine gun, suddenly spoke, still speaking Chinese, although not very fluently.

"Baga, mine has found yours, dead and dead."

"Bastard, come out!"

The other devil followed and shouted, still speaking Chinese, and the devil with a light machine gun began to shoot at the weedy area.

With the burst of machine gun fire, the bullets scurried around the weedy area, and the weeds that were hit broke off at the waist, and the broken blades of grass fell in a torrent.

When the monk at the head heard the devil suddenly ask, his heart sank suddenly, and he secretly said that it was not good: Could it be that it was exposed?

The monk was a little helpless, the early exposure meant the failure of this battle, but he patted his chest and promised in front of the regiment commander that he would complete the task.

Until the last moment, the monk was unwilling to give up, and continued to lie on his stomach, and the prostrate warriors scattered behind him, without the monk's order, continued to adhere to the absolute discipline before the action, and prostrate on the ground one by one, like a piece of dead stone, even the breathing gradually slowed down, trying to weaken any sound that might be made.

As the devil continued to fire indiscriminately with his machine gun, the monk heard a somewhat different sound not far away.

It wasn't the sound of bullets sinking into the dirt, or the sound of bullets hitting the rubble in the weeds, but the sound of flesh crashing into flesh.

The monk's heart chuckled, and a comrade was shot.

I don't know if I hit the vital point, and how many fighters were swept by bullets?

The surroundings were still quiet, and even the slightest muffled hum monk did not hear.

This made the monk feel relieved at the same time, and at the same time, he clenched his iron fist tightly, eager to rush out now and kill a few devils on the fortification.

At the edge of the weedy field, there were three warriors at this moment, supporting the ground with one hand, and covering their mouths and noses with the other, forcing their bodies to make no sound at the moment of being shot.

The three fighters were even glad that the devil used a machine gun to strafe instead of a rifle, and if the rifle fired a single shot, the sound of the bullet hitting the flesh was easily noticeable by the devil.

Bullet holes appeared in the thighs, arms, abdomen.

Red blood was gurgling.

The three soldiers who were swept by the bullets, covering their mouths and noses with their hands, and after withstanding the initial pain, continued to remain silent, not even moving.

Not far away, on the fortifications, there was another undisguised curse from the devil, only this time it was in Japanese, and the soldiers did not understand it.

One said: "Xiao Gujun, your Chinese language is really good, and the pretending is also very similar, if I were the eighth road lurking in the grass, I would have to jump out and fight with you." ”

The devil known as Kotani, holding a light machine gun, fired a few more shots at the weeds, then put away the gun and said with a smile: "It seems that there are no enemies here, let's continue to explore the next place!" ”

It turned out that everything was just a temptation of the devil, and the devil did not find the guard company in the grass, but a routine investigation.

"Don't move, mine has already found you, all come out!"

Bang bang bang –

Not far away, gunshots rang out, mixed with the devil's somewhat lame Chinese.

The temptation of the little devil shifted in another direction.

The monk, who was still crawling in the weeds, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no danger.

This weedy field is not small, it can be approximated as a rectangle, and the monk and the soldiers of the guard company are prostrate on one side of the rectangle, and if you want to reach the other side parallel to it, there is still a distance of more than 200 meters.

After the devil's scout gradually walked away, the monk moved again and slowly advanced in his prostration.

Everyone can't move forward together, that would cause a whole area of the weeds to shake, and it will be easy for other devils in the front fortifications to notice.

So after reaching the edge of the weedfield, the team split into three infiltration teams.

For example, in this group led by the monk, the monk crawled forward alone, and after advancing two meters, the monk stopped moving, and the shaking of the weeds gradually stopped, and the second warrior behind him continued to crawl forward with the same action, taking advantage of the traces of the monk's prostrate.

The whole team was like a caterpillar, and at this moment, there were three caterpillars in this meadow, separated by a certain distance, and slowly advancing forward with the wriggling of local joints.

Until the partial joints of the monk's group, when it came to the thirteenth warrior, this warrior was always motionless.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the warrior in front of him still did not move, the warrior behind him prostrated forward for half a meter, and after approaching the warrior, he touched a large area of wetness from the warrior's abdomen with his hand.

He reached out and quietly probed the warrior's snort, but felt no breath.

This warrior with an iron will, in order to avoid the exposure of the entire team, stubbornly accepted death in this dead night.

In the face of death, human nature will always have an unavoidable fear.

No one knows what exactly the warrior had in mind before he died.

What kind of courage and willpower made him face this bleak life and dripping blood.

War is not pride, but great tragedy!

The warrior behind him hesitated for a moment, then took action, slowly crawling over the body of his silent comrade, his eyes filled with tears as he turned his head and smiled lightly at the comrade who was about to leave the comrade who had passed sign language to him.

The soldiers behind him, in the growing silence, crawled over the body of the fallen comrade-in-arms one after another, and after grief and anger, their eyes flashed with more and more determined looks.

……

The night is getting quieter and quieter!

At around 8:50, the monk finally led three teams to the front area of the weedy field.

Completed the order given by the regiment commander Kong Jie to lurk in the weedy area before nine o'clock.

It was only about 300 meters away from the forward fortifications of the Japanese army, and once the soldiers launched a charge, they could break through the fortifications of the devils in tens of seconds.

The blood flowing from the abdomen had soaked the earth.

The blood on his arms and thighs was still flowing quietly.

The wounds of the hits are so large that without the assistance of external forces, these wounds are difficult to heal spontaneously through the clotting action of platelets.

In fact, it only takes a moment of simple action.

These wounds can be bandaged.

But the soldier who injured his arm and thigh did not move.

At this moment, in their eyes, there are only actions necessary to complete the task, and everything else is superfluous, which may lead to extraneous actions, and they don't even think about it.

No one is left to chance.

Including the company commander Wei Dayong, he was crawling to death, even a second before the battle broke out, the arm holding the ground was numb, and he had to endure it; The body that has not moved for a long time is stiff, and I have to endure it; During the march, the skin was cut by weeds, and the skin of the face was cut, and I had to endure it.

All patience and waiting, only for the final outbreak.

The mystery of time is that the more painful you are, the longer it will be.

In the case of more than 100 soldiers of the guard company, like a rock, without a trace of movement, time seemed to be deliberately slowed down and slowly crawled forward.

As the passage continued, I don't know how long it was, and then another devil fired a few shots at the weeds.

It's just that the devils probably didn't expect that the warriors were lurking in the weeds right under their noses.

Instead, the bullets were fired towards the middle and rear areas of the weeds, perfectly avoiding the guards and soldiers lurking in the front of the meadows.

Night, more and more dead silence!

The confrontation between the Eighth Route Army and the Ishii Wing also completely stopped.

After another half an hour passed and there was no movement, Ishii Haraichi, who was yawning, also had reason to believe that the attack of the Eighth Route had ended here.

After dawn, reinforcements arrived, and these eight routes could only be forced to retreat.

It was close to eleven o'clock in the night, and after the tired Japanese troops left some guard troops, the rest of the devils were on the fortifications, one by one, lying or lying, resting in the trenches.

The devils would never have imagined that right under their noses, in the weedy and meadow at a distance of 300 meters, the soldiers of the guard company of the No. 100 Independent Regiment were prostrate in the grass without moving, their eyes wide open.

Boom –

The shells exploded at the forward fortifications of the Japanese army, completely breaking the dead silence of the night in the mountains and forests, and the battle quickly escalated and intensified.

The devils who had just fallen asleep in exhaustion woke up one by one, and crawled on the side of the trench in a panic, beware of the attack of the Eighth Road.

The clouds were blown away by the night wind, and the moonlight shone a little brighter.

The monk moved his stiff left arm slightly, exposed his wrist, and looked at his watch, which was exactly eleven o'clock.

The explosion of the shells signaled the imminent attack, and the eyes of the soldiers of the guard company became brighter and brighter.

Boom Boom Boom Boom –

The shells were fired one after another, and as they intensified, there was no intention of stopping.

The Devil's forward fortifications, including the second and third line fortifications, were soon completely overwhelmed by shells.

The intensity of the sudden shelling of the independent regiment was unprecedented.

Such a battle woke up Ishii Haraichi, "Order all departments, immediately prepare for a decisive battle, and beware of the general attack of the Eighth Route Army!" ”

Ishii Haraichi's order was issued, and on the third line of the devil's fortifications, except for some sentries left, the rest of the devils hid in the cat's ear hole fortifications that had been dug and set up long ago, avoiding the bombardment of the independent regiment......

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