Yoshio Shinozuka did not expect that the strategic vision of this little bandit would be even grander than that of him, the commander of the First Army of the Chinese Dispatch Army in North China, that he would completely drive the Japanese out of China, and then take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill them to the Japanese mainland, and also incorporated Japan into the Chinese territory and turned it into a province of China......

Xie Tian was mostly joking when he said this, but when he had a million heroes in his hands, it was very likely that this joke would be fulfilled!

There is a lot of excitement around Zhangzhuang for a hundred miles, but Zhangzhuang is calm and palpitating.

Zhangzhuang Town, which has thousands of people, can't be seen by ordinary people now, and Watanabe always feels a little unsteady in his ambitions.

Watanabeno is accustomed to doing whatever he wants on Chinese soil, and now that he can't see the Chinese people who can't fight back and scold him back, he feels that danger is everywhere, as if he is now in a trap.

Watanabeno has received the news that Pingyuan County has been captured by the 358th Regiment of the Jin Sui Army, and the two squadrons of Japanese troops and a squadron of puppet troops he brought to attack Zhangzhuang are now trapped in Zhangzhuang, the railway line has been blown up, there is the 358th Regiment of the Jin Sui Army in the north, and the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army in the south, and he has no way to retreat.

Watanabeno's only option now was to hold on and wait for reinforcements, as Shinozuka Yoshio ordered him in a telegram, informing him that two wings were departing from San'in to reinforce Zhangzhuangzhong.

This was news at noon, and it was already dusk, and it was supposed that the vanguard of the two wings, which had been reinforced from the direction of San'in, should have arrived.

However, Watanabeno, who was looking forward to it, did not see any troops coming from the direction of San'in, and the scouts sent out followed the main road to probe in the direction of San'in for twenty miles without bringing back any news.

As the sun slowly set, Watanabeno became a little restless, he knew that the Eighth Route Army's best way of fighting was night fighting, and it might not become a battlefield once it was dark.

According to the information obtained by Watanabeno, they unanimously believed that it was Zhang Zhuang that was attacked by Li Yunlong of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, and he was defeated, and ran away after plundering the supplies without being sure of the complete occupation, which was exactly the style of Li Yunlong's army.

But the strange thing is that even the people of Zhangzhuang ran away with Li Yunlong, don't these people even want their homes?

The darker the day, the more panicked Watanabe's ambition became, and throughout the day he ordered the soldiers to hurry up and strengthen the outer fortifications, and even prepared to fight street battles with the Eighth Route Army in Zhangzhuang at night, and also built fortifications at several key intersections, and also blew up some houses that might be used by the enemy.

The perimeter fortifications are basically reinforced on the basis of the original Zhangzhuang southeast and northwest turrets, and the periphery fortifications were selected when they were originally built, although they have been blown up now, but most of the fortifications can still be used after resting, especially several permanent blockhouses.

At the North Artillery Tower, Watanabeno inspected the repaired fortifications under his command, walked straight to the dry well where wisps of green smoke still came out, took off his military hat and bowed to the mouth of the well in silence.

The guards and the Japanese troops stationed in the North Artillery Tower with Watanabeno stood behind Watanabeno and followed in silence, knowing that more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were buried in this dry well, and after a day's fire, I am afraid that there is no way to collect even the ashes.

It's just that those puppet soldiers are a little reluctant, but they also have to follow the silent mourning, just scolding their mother in their hearts while mourning in silence.

The puppet army has this ability, shouting his father in front of him and scolding his mother behind his back.

Watanabeno was silent for a full three minutes, then turned around and told the captain of the devil squad stationed in the North Turret.

At this time, it was already dark, and the reinforcements had not yet arrived, but Yoshio Shinozuka ordered the Army Aviation Brigade to airdrop a batch of supplies to him, and before evening, he airdropped five heavy machine guns, ten grenadiers and ammunition, which made him feel a little more sure, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to count on reinforcements tonight.

The dark night is the main battlefield of the Eighth Route Army, and Watanabe's ambition is not steadfast and there is no way.

Pingyuan County has no way back, and he can only wait for help now.

Watanabeno ordered his men to set fire to some of the houses, and only the sleepless fire would make him and his soldiers feel safe.

Looking at the hunting fire from the burning houses in the night, Watanabe's ambition calmed down for a while, and after inspecting the various fortifications, he returned to the large stronghold next to the railway station that had been bombed into ruins.

Although most of the houses in the large stronghold have been destroyed, there are always a few surviving houses, which are located in the center of Zhangzhuang Town, which is convenient for him to command, and he still arranges his brigade headquarters on this piece of ruins.

Watanabeno couldn't have imagined that the enemy he wanted to defend the embankment was not from the periphery, but at his feet, and he was sitting on the tip of more than a thousand knives that had already been sharpened.

Hearing the news reported back by the various observation posts, Xie Tian and the others couldn't help laughing.

The little devil commander on his head is still really fucking understanding, he has almost arranged all his troops at the original site of the four artillery towers on the periphery, and the deployment of troops is also the same as the muzzle of the gun, I'm afraid he never dreamed that the bullets fired at them would come from behind him at that time.

Qin Fen planted the last little Japanese plaster flag on the sand table, raised his head and looked at Xie Tian with a smile: "Commander, the little devil is ready to eat, shouldn't we have something to eat?" ”

Xie Tian, who was sitting on the chair by the sand table, widened his eyes: "I still want to eat, eat a fart." ”

Now Xie Tian has to sit and command, the wound is inflamed, and half of his buttocks are swollen, in this case, lying on the kang to recuperate is the best choice, but there are so many devils and puppet soldiers above his head, he can't lie down.

Qin Fen was scolded by Xie Tian, a little embarrassed.

Wu Wenhua and the others also don't know why, I don't know why the good Xie Tian is mad.

Xie Tian saw Qin Fen and the others' expressions froze for a moment, laughed and waved his hand: "I don't mean you, I mean little devils." When eating, it is the time when the little devil's defense is the most lax, and when they have the strength to finish eating, I am afraid that they should keep their eyes open to guard against the enemy's sneak attack, even if we wait until the second half of the night, the little devil's defense will not be relaxed. ”

Qin Fen's eyes lit up: "The head of the regiment means to sneak attack the little devils while they are eating?" ”

Xie Tian laughed: "Tell the soldiers that the little devil has already helped us cook the meal, and it is not rude to come, people invite us to eat braised pork, and we invite them to eat bullets." Pass my orders, and all companies and platoons are ready to attack. ”

Xie Tian raised his wrist and looked at his watch and ordered: "Half an hour later, the whole line will attack, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it, two guns to fight a devil, they can still have a chance to fight back." ”

Qin Fen, Wu Wenhua and others stood up excitedly: "Yes, the whole line will attack in half an hour." ”