After hearing the order of their own squadron leader, more than a dozen devils of the second squadron immediately looked for a suitable shooting angle behind the bunker. They raised the 38 big covers in their hands and burst the street lamp bulbs standing on both sides of the railway.

Thanks to the large number of people participating in the shooting, otherwise with the pitiful hit rate of these small days, there is a high probability that a second round will be played.

Due to the lack of serious combat cultivation for a long time, coupled with the lack of training of the garrison troops on weekdays, there were still deadly empty guns on fixed targets of more than 10 meters.

Junji Miyajima almost fainted with anger when he saw this scene, and secretly vowed to increase the training of his soldiers after he returned. But he himself ignored one thing, and that was that a comfortable life had corroded his body.

As the entire battlefield fell into darkness, the hit rate of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army began to gradually decline.

The devils also discovered the enemy three hundred meters away through the fire of the muzzle, and under the leadership of their respective squad leaders, more than a hundred days launched a tentative counterattack.

In the eyes of these people, the Eighth Route Army is still suffering from insufficient ammunition. As long as they can get close to the enemy and engage in hand-to-hand combat, even if there are more enemies, they still have the possibility of victory.

Obviously, these devils don't know what they are, and they should be impressed by each other for three days.

If it was the former Eighth Route Army, it would naturally be eager to take the initiative to stick to hand-to-hand combat. But now the main regiments of these three divisions, the reserves of small arms are about to overflow.

The little devil has no one to support him, and when he dies, he dies. But the soldiers are the hearts and minds of their parents, and they are all soldiers who are not easy to train, so a fool will fight with you with a bayonet.

In the face of the enemy that the dog was trying to touch, the fighters of the reinforced company directly opened a big move. The artillerymen immediately took out grenadiers and mortars and bombarded the small days ahead.

Thanks to the devils, they still remember the old tactics, and the skirmish line saved their dogs' lives. These days are in small groups of three or four people, and each group is separated by a large interval, which adds a lot of difficulty to the artillery.

But the problem is not big, this wave of attacks of the devils has completely failed, and even more casualties have been paid.

Seeing that his squadron's attack was extremely difficult, Junji Miyajima gritted his back molars angrily, and he didn't even care that Yahanako was bleeding.

The devils habitually underestimate their opponents, and the drawbacks of this approach have been exposed. Squads lacking a tactical core grenadier are completely suicidal in the current situation.

The first squadron of this sortie only carried five crooked handles, and three light machine guns were left on motorcycles without carrying them, and it was impossible to escape the enemy's suppression with this little firepower.

Junji Miyajima's current mood is very regretful, and he can't wait to pump himself a few big fights.

If he could go back in time a few minutes ago, when he saw that the so-called guerrillas had not cut the wires, he would have made sure to prepare his soldiers for battle.

In this way, at least in the early stage of being ambushed, it is possible to ensure that the losses of the own side will not be too large.

And he finally reacted to one thing, the enemy who sabotaged the railway was not a guerrilla group of kittens at all. Such firepower is definitely the regular army of the Eighth Road, and it may even be an elite unit.

The enemy's goal must not only be to destroy the railway in front of him, otherwise it will be too big and too useless. In his experience, the only target worthy of such an organized and premeditated campaign of the Eighth Road can only be the Jingcheng Coal Mine.

Don't look at this devil as just a small squadron leader, but his strategic vision is really good, and he is worthy of his experience of crawling all the way from the grassroots level.

While Junji Miyajima was still thinking about how to deal with the ambushed enemy, several deafening explosions were heard from the side of the mine in Jingcheng, and the huge movement could not even be drowned out by the sound of gunfire nearby.

This sped up the speed of his thinking and made him make a decision like a "strong man with a broken wrist". That is to abandon some of his soldiers and go back to reinforce the second squadron in the mining area.

In order to complete this operation, the Eighth Route Army sent the main force of Shenlong. In this case, the destruction of the railway is not necessarily punished, and it is not a crime of war.

If something goes wrong in the Jingcheng Coal Mine, the three squadrons stationed there will have to take the blame for their superiors, and a small lieutenant Junji Miyajima will definitely die.

As the saying goes, a friend who dies does not die a poor man.

Giving up his own soldiers is naturally a very painful thing. But compared to his own life, there is no need to think about which is more important.

Thinking of this, Junji Miyajima pulled out his command knife and shouted at the devils who were hiding behind temporary bunkers:

"The first and third squads are ready to attack! The second squadron follows me! The time has come to serve the locusts! This is the responsibility of our samurai! ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers at the bottom were shocked as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

These small days fearlessly organized a wave of counter-charges, although the number of casualties rose sharply, but this suicidal attack did have a certain impact on the reinforced company.

After all, dozens of pigs still have to be killed for a while, let alone people who are alive.

Commander Yang, who was watching the battle in the temporary command post, shook his head with some dissatisfaction. Although their own casualties were almost negligible, the performance of the fighters exposed many potential problems.

After a few seconds of thought, the young divisional commander said to the staff officer beside him:

"It seems that our troops have not yet accepted the fact of transformation, and there have been a lot of guerrilla warfare and ambush warfare in the past, and tactical thinking is still a little stiff."

"After this raid is over, I have to report this matter to the division commander. First-class troops need to adapt to all kinds of battlefields, and our soldiers must continue to learn. ”

After hearing these words, the staff officer on the side quickly wrote down the summary in the notebook in his hand.

The battle itself was an ambush, and their own weapons and equipment were clearly superior. Now the speed of destroying the enemy is a little slower than expected.

But there's no way around it.

In the past, even the main regiment of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region mainly used guerrilla warfare and ambush warfare, and its own fighters themselves lacked experience in fighting on flat terrain.

And at that time, we tried to constantly consume the vitality of the small days and achieve the goal of a long stream.

This kind of thing is extremely rare, and it is generally forced by devils to have to fight, which has developed the habit of soldiers being a little petty when facing the enemy.

It can be said that the typical hardware has kept up, but the software aspect is still a little worse.

But everything is a later story, and an army of faith is not worried about having no combat effectiveness. The current deficiency can be slowly made up for in the future.

At this moment, the staff officer on the side pointed in another direction, and Commander Yang immediately picked up his telescope.

In order to be able to observe the entire command battlefield, this temporary command post was erected on a higher ground.

Through the vision provided by the moonlight, he saw a small group of devils retreating, and this scene made everyone present show a hint of an intriguing smile.

Because those little devils who are retreating are about to step into the minefield prepared for them by the reinforcement company.

At the preparation stage, the fighters did not place minefields on either side of the railway.

While that location maximizes the mine's lethal benefits and has the opportunity to take out more imps by surprise, it also increases the risk of mine exposure.

The task of the reinforced company is to block the enemy, and whether it can be completely annihilated depends on the specific situation. If the devil retreats as soon as possible because of early exposure, it will be a bit more than worth the loss.

It is not the same to place mines in the enemy's retreat.

The devils must have been in a hurry when they came, and they were eager to get to the battlefield with a few more legs and check the loss of the railway. At that time, it was impossible to have kung fu minesweeping, and it would not have been so careful.

There is only one retreat route back to the Jingcheng Coal Mine, and when normal people return the same way, they will relax their vigilance against the section they have just walked.

At this time, once you break into the minefield, you can not only cause greater damage, but also play a perfect role in blocking it.

And it was not only the mines that were waiting for the little day in that direction, but also the comrades who were sharpening their knives in the tail strike position.

Junji Miyajima managed to get out of the battlefield with the second squad, and because some soldiers were dissatisfied with his escape, he almost fell into a desperate situation.

For the rank and file soldiers, you lieutenant made our blood boil. As a result, now that we have our pants off, you actually ordered us to retreat?

In order to save his own life, Junji Miyajima begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, and he reasoned with the facts, and finally persuaded these uncles to go back together.

This series of operations delayed some time. made him, who was already very anxious, not have the heart to check whether there was an ambush on the way back.

The only good news is that due to Junji Miyajima's timely stop-loss, the squad is still almost full, and only a few unlucky ones die next to the railway.

When these devils rushed back with a white face, they had no idea what existence they had been targeted.

After all the enemies had walked into the minefield, the platoon commander, who didn't talk much, pulled the rope directly. A mine with a lot of weight, exploding directly in the center of the devil infantry.

The soldiers of the whole platoon immediately launched an attack after receiving the signal, and in the face of this calculated ambush, the devils had no chance to resist at all.

Only five minutes passed, and all the enemies of this squad died in the cemetery that Commander Yang had carefully selected for them.

Under the leadership of the platoon commander, the comrades came out of the sortie battlefield. They cleaned up the battlefield briefly and quickly, and prepared to return to support the large force by the same route.

But at this moment, a steaming "corpse" trembled and moved, and this was Junji Miyajima, who was not yet dead.

Seeing that his beloved pants were bleeding from the enemy, the platoon commander reluctantly stabbed the devil lieutenant in the heart with the quadrangular pyramid of MAS-36.

After putting away the other party's captain's knife, the platoon commander said with some dissatisfaction:

"Who cleaned the battlefield? How can there still be living people! Aren't you afraid that the devil will die with you with a grenade? ”

At this time, a squad leader came over, and he scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Platoon leader, it's my fault! I had my ears stuffed with donkey hair, and I didn't hear a brute humming. The next is not an example, and the next is not an example. ”

"Homecoming!"

By the time the soldiers of this platoon returned to the vicinity of the railway, the battle there was over. After all the comrades were assembled, Commander Yang led the reinforced company to join the reserves of the third regiment.

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The Japanese troops stationed at Shimen were the 8th Independent Mixed Brigade, and its commander, Major General Yoshishige Mizuhara, graduated from the Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

This old devil is very good at intrigue and intrigues, and even has the nickname of a knife expert. He once led the troops, and many times used a blitzkrieg-like style to sneak attack the rear command organ of the preserved fruit.

Moreover, Mizuhara Yoshishige thought that he had studied the guerrilla tactics of the Eighth Route Army quite well, and he knew very well that the Eighth Route Army was good at ambush warfare.

Therefore, after the 8th Independent Mixed Brigade was transferred to Shimen, he engaged in intelligence work to deal with the guerrillas who were constantly harassing the Zhengtai Line.

Even since the beginning of this year, this old devil has entrusted some of his daily tasks to his subordinates, while he himself has put all his energy on guarding the railway.

In order to deal with the guerrillas who came and went without a trace, he personally led people to inspect the villages along the railway, and selected and set up many railway protection villages.

This devil major general knows one thing very well, that is, even a strong fortress can be breached from the inside.

There is absolutely no shortage of scum who sell their ancestors for glory among the common people of the Republic of China, as long as these things are obtained, the safety of the railway is absolutely guaranteed.

This proved to be very effective, when Mizuhara Yoshishige introduced a system of division of labor and responsibility for the villages where they took refuge, and imposed a strict system of rewards and punishments.

The section of the road in charge of the 8th Independent Mixed Brigade set a record of seven consecutive months without accidents, and he only paid some dispensable benefits.

Such an achievement made the old devil ecstatic, thinking that he had found the code for promotion. Even Tada Jun, the commander of the North China Front Army in BP, sent a letter of commendation, which has a momentum of promotion throughout the army.

This period has been the highlight of Yoshishige Mizuhara, who feels that he has a good chance of becoming one of the few lieutenant generals among the brigade commanders.

But everything was ended tonight, and the dream was shattered quickly.

I've just finished a day's work, and I'm about to go find a few singers to relax. Just then, a communications soldier approached him.

From the other party's panicked expression, the old devil guessed that something big had happened.

"Brigade commander! The garrison of the Jingcheng Coal Mine had just sent a message that they had been attacked by the Eighth Route Army again, and they were still the main force of the enemy. ”

"Even the section of the railway from Zhengding to Shimen was attacked by the Eighth Route Army, and the damage was very serious!"

"And all the troops west of Shimen can't be contacted! The chief of staff has already sent cavalry to check the situation! ”

After hearing these news, Mizuhara Yoshishishige had mixed feelings, frustration, chagrin and anger intertwined. The ease with which the enemy had broken the law and order he had painstakingly managed was hard for him to accept.

The old devil sat on a stool, panting like an old bellows.

Suddenly, he pulled out his weapon knife from the table and slammed it into his favorite vase. Then he slapped the messenger on the right side of his cheek, and the entire command could hear his angry shouts:

"Yaga! What are you doing in a daze! Why don't you hurry up and contact Lieutenant General Mamoru Iinuma and immediately ask for support from the 110th Division! This is the enemy's total attack! ”

"Except for the troops who need to defend the city! Mobilize all your forces to reinforce all the strongholds on the Zhengtai Line! Immediately! Right away! ”

"I'm going to personally lead the troops to the Jingcheng Coal Mine! I'd like to see how many people there are in the Eighth Route Army! ”

Although Mizuhara Yoshishi gave the order hoarsely, what the old devil thought in his heart was:

"It's over, it's all gone! Fuck the lieutenant general brigade commander! It's my fate not to be sent to the reserve this time. ”

In the past few days, a major general has been happy, this thing used to die of illness

(End of chapter)