Inside Zhongtiao Mountain, in a mountain forest near Shaoyuan.

"Is the situation ahead clear? Is it possible to bypass the enemy's positions? ”

"I really don't know where those people came from, how they have a defensive position even halfway down the road, as if they knew our route in advance. It's terrible, could it be that the Eighth Route Army intercepted the order given by the headquarters? ”

Hearing the complaint of Shuichi Nishikawa, the nearby devil infantry couldn't help but despair.

When they first broke out of the encirclement, their brigade numbered more than 900 people. After experiencing layers of resistance from various units of the 129th Division, the troops had been beaten to pieces, and it was difficult to put together a group of death squads to break into the enemy formation.

If it weren't for the friendly troops who encountered the same encounter on the way, it is estimated that everyone would have to go into the mountains to live the life of a savage.

When the devils were lamenting their fate, the news brought back by the soldiers who went to investigate rekindled the flame of hope for everyone's survival.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, as far as I can see, it is not the Eighth Route Army stationed in the front position."

"Although I don't see the specifics, the defenders should be the troops of the preserved fruit. The soldiers' uniforms were all yellow-green, and I judged that the enemy must have been the 98th Army that we had defeated. ”

"It's not difficult to break through this line of defense!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone from Shaozuo to the private showed excited expressions. The Eighth Route Army will definitely not be able to defeat it, but they are good at bullying the Central Army.

The cause of this battle in the Central Plains was to pick soft persimmons in North China, kill the preserved fruit troops, and liberate the three divisions of the First Army.

What's more, the 98th Army is an old opponent, having just been defeated by the 33rd and 41st Divisions two days ago. In the face of the defeat of his subordinates, the self-confidence of the devils who were defeated and collapsed gradually occupied the high ground of reason

"Yo Xi!"

"We were lucky!"

"It seems that the preserved fruit troops want to take revenge, then let's let them see, what is called a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!"

Thinking that he had obtained important information, Shuichi Nishikawa immediately set off for the temporary headquarters.

The devil's current army is made up of several small forces that have been scattered. Among the 1,700 people, there were five officers above the rank of junior assistant.

Whenever there is a major decision-making event, it must be agreed internally before it can be acted.

Obviously, although they were defeated by the Eighth Route Army, they looked down on the Central Army very much, and even made bold statements about ending the battle in half an hour. After all, from the beginning of the campaign to the present, there is not a single one that can fight on the entire Northeast Front.

"Nishikawa-kun, you will attack with two infantry squadrons next, and the only artillery squadron will provide fire cover."

"Your mission is to make a feint, as long as it attracts the attention of the enemy. The rest of our samurai will cut through the enemy's flank positions and intersperse the frontal battlefield. ”

"With the current ammunition reserves of the troops, white-knuckle combat is the best choice."

"Good!"

After speaking, the five officers came to a high ground and began to observe.

The defensive positions in the distance look a little different from the style of the preserved fruit, and the firepower and fortifications are cleverly arranged. It's just a pity that there don't seem to be heavy weapons, not even large-caliber mortars.

A feint with two infantry squadrons and an artillery squadron is definitely more than enough.

Before the operation began, Yudai Motoyama asked the signal soldier behind him:

"Have you contacted Lieutenant General Yukichi Harada and Lieutenant General Kuichi Tanaka to determine the location of the 21st Division and the 35th Division?"

The communications soldier with the electronic instrument on his back stepped forward, took the map handed over by his Shao Zuo, and then drew a marching route on the map with a pencil.

When the five Shao Zuo were studying the route, he pointed to the position in the distance and took the initiative to say:

"Connected!"

"As long as we can break through the defensive line and walk for another day to the southeast, we will meet the receiving force. If we are lucky, we will be able to rest in Yu Province after a day and a half. ”

As soon as the words fell, the five young Zuo's faces showed fierce light!

The offensive of the 129th Division was too ferocious, even the casualties on the S Shanghai battlefield were not so great. They don't have any other thoughts now, they just want to get out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Presumably, the troops in the defensive position in front of them could not have imagined that they would gather forces to make a detour from the side.

"Let's go! If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent! ”

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Five minutes later, the Northwest Army was on the position.

"Brigadier Commander! The devil is finally here! Looks like there are two squadrons! ”

With the return of the signal troops, the position of the Northwest Army in the distance suddenly rose with bursts of gunpowder caused by explosions.

Gao Jianbai walked out of the field command post and came to the observation post, only to see more than 400 devils holding a straggler line, rushing towards his position like locusts.

Coupled with the shells that fall from time to time, there is quite a posture that wants to break them up in waves.

"Hmph, there's really no flexibility at all!"

"I thought Lao Tzu was the former 17th Brigade of the 84th Division of the 251st Army, and we had already changed our guns!"

In the past, Gao Jianbai's 251 Brigade did not even have a single mountain gun with a caliber greater than 70 mm, and could only rely on an 82 mm mortar to support the field.

Heavy machine guns are in the single digits, so there are very few bullets.

Now after picking up a wave of airdrops, the waist pole is directly stiffened.

Li Yunlong not only assigned them a Type 92 infantry gun, but also eight Hatch Chase heavy machine guns and 15 Czech light machine guns.

All the soldiers had a 38 cap per cap, and there were nearly 100 rounds of ammunition.

It's not because the division commander picks the door for not giving magic weapons, it's mainly because it takes a while to get started with new weapons, so it's better to directly give the preserved soldiers something familiar.

It's a pity that there are no mines, but grenades are enough with mortars. The devils of the two squadrons will definitely not be able to rush to the position of their Northwest Army, as long as they dare to come, there will be no return!

It's just that the devil's offensive is much more fierce than he imagined.

In order to avoid a rout on the front line, he picked up the rifle beside him and decided to go to the front line to supervise the battle and boost the morale of the soldiers. As soon as he walked out of the headquarters, he stopped and said to the communications officer:

"Is there any news from Shaanxi Jun and Division Commander Li? When are they ready to go? ”

"Yes!"

The signal soldier replied: "The 1st and 21st Marine Regiments have already set out, and there is also news from the Shaanxi army, and they are sure that the enemy will immediately dispatch if there is no follow-up force. ”

After ensuring that everything was normal with the friendly forces, Gao Jianbai rushed to the front line with peace of mind.

However, he was once betrayed by his comrades-in-arms, and he knew that his own life and the front were best taken care of by himself. In order to prevent being caught off guard by the devil's raid, he said categorically to his most trusted subordinates:

"Transfer my guard platoon to the high ground on the left to arm!"

"Lao Zhang! Even if you run out of platoons, don't take a step back! Otherwise I'll take you and ask! ”

At first, Gao Jianbai wanted to draw a platoon from the reserves. But considering the strength and credibility of the 1st Marine Regiment, he still decided to leave the reserves for the counterattack!

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the commander of the guard platoon immediately led people to the high ground.

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Boom Boom!

A few mortar shells, which fell on the positions of the North-Western Army, splashed a puff of sand and flying stones.

The devil calls only those above 90 mm a mortar, and the round of shelling just now is obviously a force of 60 force, and I don't know which preserved fruit unit it was captured.

A battalion commander shook the dust from his head, then put on a steel helmet and set up a Czech machine gun.

"Six hundred meters! Hit me with a light and heavy machine gun crew! When you see a devil straggler, you fire! Don't let them get too close! ”

In the past, their 17th Army was not rich in bullets, and in the face of hordes of enemy infantry, they could only put the enemy closer before fighting.

This is different from the past, and now the machine gun crews have abundant ammunition, and there is no need to pick and search for ammunition. The closer the distance between the two sides, the more obvious the devil's marksmanship advantage.

With the shouts of the battalion commander, the fighters with five Czech guns drilled out of the anti-artillery holes, and the heavy machine guns were also carried to the predetermined firing positions.

A series of bolt pulls rang out from the position, and the muzzle of the black hole spewed out a scorching fire.

The firepower of light and heavy machine guns, combined with mortars of two calibers, made the pace of the devils' charge like a frame drop.

But the shells of the enemy's counterattack soon fell in a steady stream near the firing point of the Northwest Army,

The devil's artillery is indeed very powerful, even the mortars that have just been captured for a short time are very accurate. The infantry artillery coordinated very well, and would support as soon as the infantry advance was blocked.

Fortunately, whether it was a Type 92 infantry gun or a captured mortar, the threat to the strong fortifications that the Northwest Army spent a day and a night building was not too great.

As long as it is not a direct hit, there will basically be no serious casualties.

Seeing that the devils were only four hundred meters away from the position, this distance was not only within the effective range of the 38 Dagai, but the bullets fired by the soldiers would not be too off.

"Call me! Avenge our 17th Army! ”

Suddenly, three different bullets swept towards the devil who was charging in a skirmish line.

In the face of the long-planned blockade, the speed of the advance of the two squadrons came to a sharp standstill. The infantry could only find cover nearby, and even several detachments were pushed back by dozens of meters.

"Yaga, what a powerful firepower!"

"These preserved troops, where do they get so many rifles!"

Seeing a soldier next to him fall, the devil squadron leader was so angry that he scolded! However, after calming down, many questions gradually emerged in his heart.

Forget about having a few light machine guns on the opposite side, after all, the weight is relatively light, and it is easy to carry when retreating.

But the number of heavy machine guns and rifles was very abnormal, just listening to the sound of gunfire, he knew that it was a Type 92 heavy machine gun and a Type 38 rifle, and the previous defenders did not have these weapons.

What's more, judging by the firepower of the rifle and the number of enemies, it should be a gun per person, and there is not even a shortage of bullets. Even if it is the same number of people, your team will definitely be inferior in firepower.

Although the devils who attacked the position of the Northwest Army were only feints, if the pressure was insufficient, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat after going back.

In desperation, the junior officers could only pull out their katana swords and roar to give orders to control the situation!

"Yaga! Don't go back! ”

"Are you worthy of His Majesty's expectations? Keep going on the offensive for me! ”

In order to keep the momentum of the attack on the infantry under them, several squad leaders even led the team personally, and two squadron leaders also supervised the battle at the end of the team.

Seeing that the commanders all rushed out of the bunker first, the devil infantry also followed.

There is no need for a command from above, everyone has their own duties. After the grenadiers entered the effective firing range, they took the initiative to take on the task of suppressing the light and heavy machine-gun fire points of the Northwest Army.

The devil who uses a crooked handle is even more familiar with the way to a good position in the shooting range, and uses machine guns to suppress the infantry.

It has to be admitted that compared to the positions of the Northwest Army, the firepower configuration of the enemy's two squadrons is more reasonable.

At a distance of 400 meters, the grenadier combined with the crooked handle is more lethal, not to mention that the marksmanship of the devils is much more accurate than that of the preserved fruit soldiers.

More than a dozen grenadiers fired incessantly, and grenades flew precisely to the firing points on the positions with a whistling sound.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Northwest Army have been baptized by the Great Battle, and they are also very skilled in dodging grenadiers, so that they will not be knocked out of all light and heavy machine guns in one wave.

But the devil's goal has been achieved, lacking the cover of machine guns, and the use of rifles and 50 forces alone is limited.

By now, the two squadron leaders have already gone a little up.

The order of the higher authorities was to make a feint to attract the attention of the enemy, and if he led his own team to break down the defenders' positions, it would have the same effect.

As long as you rush into the forward position, the threat of both light machine guns and mortars will be much reduced.

Even if your team is far outnumbered by the defenders, white-knuckle combat is more about skill and physical strength. The two squadron leaders did not believe that the preserved fruit troops, who could not eat enough, had any ability to fight with them with bayonets!

What's more, the large troops were still detouring around the side, thinking of strong support, one of the squadron leaders gritted his teeth and shouted out that classic charge slogan!

"It's dark! Onboard! ”

As the two sides got closer and closer, even as the skirmish line gradually lost its effectiveness, light and heavy machine guns and rifles caused a surge in Devil casualties. But they braved the rain of bullets and charged to the death like hungry wolves.

The hit rate of the devil is not low, and there will be a gain within three shots. Moreover, the battlefield is full of experience, and it is often jammed with machine guns intermittently changing magazines to close the distance.

From time to time, the fighters of the Northwest Army were killed by grenadiers and crooked handles, and the casualties on the positions were not small.

Only ten minutes into the battle, more than 200 soldiers had already died. If it weren't for Gao Jianbai also being on the front-line position, the front line might really be defeated.

Suddenly, a sparse round of shells fell on the way of the devils' charge, and a violent explosion temporarily stopped their attack.

"Yaga!"

"What are the artillery squadrons doing? Did you miscalculate the distance? Those bastards almost hit us. ”

This power and cannon sound, you don't have to think about it to know that it is a Type 92 infantry gun.

Even if the enemy can capture some guns and ammunition, the infantry cannon will definitely not fall into their hands. What's more, if there was a barrel cannon, the defenders would have used it a long time ago, and they would have waited until now?

The distance between the two sides is more than a hundred meters, whose gunner is so confident in himself?

Just as the Devil Squadron Leader was about to continue the charge, a 7.62 mm bullet blew off his skull, followed by several infantry and mortar shells.

In just a few seconds, the form of the battlefield has changed dramatically.

Tomorrow, I will finish writing Zhongtiao Mountain, and take a rest to be the whole of Shanxi.

(End of chapter)