"The devils in the Xiazhuang stronghold broke out?"

Early the next morning, Li Yunlong, who had returned from the militia training camp, received a message that surprised him a little.

Since he let go of the command, Li Yunlong will carry it out to the end, surround the Xiazhuang stronghold, and block the battle of the devil's reinforcement brigade, he almost doesn't ask questions at all, and everything is handed over to the two battalion commanders.

One of the fighters of the communications platoon at the regimental headquarters replied:

"According to the telegram of Ding Shenggui, the acting commander of the second battalion."

"At about one o'clock last night, the devil soldiers broke through in two ways, and fought until the morning, and five devils escaped, including the commander of the Xiazhuang stronghold, Captain Male Shangzhi."

In order to solve the problem of communication command brought about by the equipment of a large number of walkie-talkies, Li Yunlong separately set up a communication platoon at the regimental headquarters to receive and process communications.

"The night soldiers are divided into two ways?"

Li Yunlong sneered.

The prerequisite for breaking through at night is that the enemy does not have enough forces, or that there are enough holes in the encirclement.

However, more than 600 people in the second battalion surrounded the Xiazhuang stronghold for seven days, built layers of fortifications, only besieged but not attacked, and continued to suppress with cold guns, making it clear that they wanted to kill the devils, how could there be obvious defense loopholes?

In the case of the preset shelling of Zhuyuan, the division of troops is simply looking for death!

Little devils can't fight at night!

"What about the casualties of the second battalion?"

Li Yunlong asked.

Li Yunlong, who has used the night to break through the encirclement of devils many times, knows very well that if the vision conditions are poor at night, the strength of the encirclement will inevitably be weaker than during the day, and it is an excellent environment for breaking through.

Unless there is advance intelligence, it is difficult to stop them all.

Only five devils ran out, which is already very good.

It's no different from total annihilation.

"Nine were killed and fifteen wounded, seven of them seriously wounded."

The Communications Officer replied.

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong was very satisfied.

More than 100 devils broke through at night, and without preparing in advance, only five were released, killing more than 100 devils, and their own casualties were 24, of which only nine were killed.

A casualty ratio of four to one.

A one-to-ten ratio of casualties.

Victory.

"What about Zhang Dabiao?"

Li Yunlong continued to ask.

"It is expected that I will contact the devil Beijing Brigade at noon today."

The Communications Officer replied.

"Inform him."

李云龙 says:

"This fight, give me a pretty fight."

"Yes!"

···

Nine a.m.

"Company commander, the devil is expected to arrive at the predetermined location in another hour and a half."

Sloping back.

The land lives up to its name.

This is the summit of a steep mountain, but the top is flat and open, as if it has been cut flat by some force, and people have to feel the magic of nature.

At this time, the artillery company of the independent regiment was stationed on the top of this hill.

Sixteen of the newly equipped 82 mortars were almost lined up, pointing 1.5 kilometers away, a section of the road from Liaozhen to Xiazhuang.

On the slope not far behind the artillery position, there were temporary ammunition holes, among which were boxes of 82 mortar shells, roughly estimated, more than 600 boxes.

Each box of shells had four 82 mortar shells, that is, there were at least three thousand 82 mortar shells here.

"Ready."

With Xu Ping's order, the ammunition men in the rear began to take out the shells from the ammunition box one by one, and then stacked them near the running position.

The loader unpacks the shell, fits the fuse, and adjusts the charge at the tail of the shell to prepare for the upcoming rapid fire.

"This is the company, please reply when you receive it."

After the preparations were completed, Xu Ping began to check the communication.

For the walkie-talkie newly equipped by the independent regiment, Xu Ping loves it very much, and almost every day he holds the research and actually experiences its performance.

If there is any branch of the armed forces that has the greatest need for communications, it is undoubtedly artillery.

Especially artillery armed with long-range artillery.

When the independent regiment only had 60 mortars, Xu Ping deeply felt that the communication was not smooth, which greatly limited the use of artillery.

Although the 60 mortars have a maximum range of only 1.8 km, the base areas are generally in mountainous areas, and it is difficult to directly find the target in many cases.

Now with the armament of 82 mortars with a range of 3.5 km, the restrictions on communication are even greater.

Fortunately, there is a walkie-talkie.

"This is Observation Point One."

"This is Observation Point 2."

“···”

After confirming that there was no problem with each walkie-talkie, Xu Ping put down the microphone in his hand, held the binoculars, and quietly looked at the road in the distance, waiting for the arrival of the devil.

···

Meanwhile.

Yang Spring.

Headquarters of the 29th Brigade and Regiment.

"What is the situation of the Xiazhuang stronghold in Liao County?"

The commander of the 29th Brigade, Kotani Matsubara, called his chief of staff.

Four days ago, the Liaoxian garrison reported that the Xiazhuang stronghold was besieged by the Eighth Route Army, and he immediately ordered the Beijing Brigade to go to reinforcements, but no news has been received since.

And the Xiazhuang area, according to the intelligence of the First Army Command, is the location of the activities of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

Independent regiment, whose commander is Li Yunlong.

It was Li Yunlong, who commanded the new regiment to kill the captain of the Sakata Wing and defeat the Sakata Wing, and after coming to the Independent Regiment, he commanded the Independent Regiment to completely annihilate the Kawazu Squadron and the elite head of the Tubalu Squadron of the Nishino Squadron.

Let the Kotani Matsubara branch pay more attention.

"The Beijing Brigade is currently on the road to the Xiazhuang stronghold, and they have been sporadically attacked by the Eighth Route Army in the mountainous area."

"The Eighth Route Army sent a large number of small units to attack the Beijing Brigade with grenadiers, causing the Beijing Brigade to march slowly, and it is expected to arrive at the Xiazhuang stronghold this evening."

"A large number of grenadiers?"

Kotani Matsubara frowned.

Recently, there has been a large amount of information to prove that the Eighth Route Army seems to have a large source of weapons and ammunition, as well as a large amount of food, as well as a large number of brand-new imported military uniforms and military shoes.

However, the intelligence department of the First Army has been unable to find traces and sources of transportation.

It's as if supplies appear out of thin air.

The matter has been put on hold, no further escalation, and there is no corresponding treatment plan.

"Yes."

The Chief of Staff replied:

"According to Kitai Nakasa's report, in recent days, his brigade has been attacked by nearly 200 grenade grenades every day."

"There was even a mortar attack yesterday."

"Mortar."

Kotani Matsubara's brow furrowed even deeper.

The weakness of the Eighth Route Army was primarily due to a serious shortage of weaponry, equipment, and ammunition, and secondly, a large number of military expansions, resulting in a low quality of soldiers and a shortage of qualified grassroots officers.

If the Eighth Route Army gets a lot of weapons, ammunition, food.

Then it's not a matter of law and order.

···

Noon on the same day.

The North Well Brigade entered an open field.

Almost all the devils breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of terrain, the probability of being ambushed is very small.

"Rest."

"Captain, we are only five kilometers away from the Xiazhuang stronghold."

Hearing the report of the map staff officer, the expression of the old devil in Beijing did not change in the slightest, and his face was still as black as the bottom of a pot.

The three-day difficult mountain march made his idea of retreat stronger and stronger - not only would he not be able to rescue the male squadron in the Xiazhuang stronghold, but even the Beijing brigade would suffer heavy losses.

But again, he didn't have a choice.

His superiors would not agree to his retreat, and he could not even make suggestions, so he could only continue to advance according to the order and reinforce the Xiazhuang stronghold.

It is taboo to deny the orders of a superior officer.

Because even if the three squadrons were completely annihilated, from beginning to end, the top brass of the Locust Army never realized that they were still seriously underestimating the strength of the Eighth Route Army.

"Send someone over there to look around."

Kitai Ming Box looked around, looked at the back uphill in the distance and said:

But the voice of the North Well Ming Box just fell.

suddenly

Boom, boom, boom.

Dense explosions rose around the perimeter of the North Well Brigade.

Sixteen 82 mortars of the artillery battery of the separate regiment opened fire.

One by one, huge explosions of gunpowder rose in the queue of the North Well Brigade.

At this time, the Beijing Brigade was a straggler queue, and nearly 600 devils scattered and marched in detachments, but the mountainous terrain limited the width of the queue, and it could only pull out a width of more than 300 meters.

But for a brigade, this is still a dense march.

Of course, it was enough to deal with 60 mortars and grenadiers, as well as machine-gun strafing,

But for 82 mortar grenades weighing 4.5 kilograms, with an effective kill radius of up to 18 meters, and firepower of sixteen guns, this is no less a dense march in a queue.

One shell after another fell, and one by one the devils were blown away.

"This is a large-caliber mortar!"

"Spread out."

"Artillery squads, suppress enemy artillery."

"First squadron, attack enemy artillery positions."

For the attack, Kitai Mingbox had long expected it.

Tubalu surrounds the Xiazhuang stronghold, and the purpose is most likely not the Xiazhuang stronghold.

It's his North Well Brigade.

But when the dense 75 mortar shells, comparable to the power of the 82 mountain guns, fell, Kitai Ming Box was still shocked.

There are a large number of 82 mortars and shells on the Dirt Eight Road!

That's what he was far from expecting.

If 60 mortars relied on large skirmish lines, they could still cope,

But the 82 mortars had to rely on well-equipped positions with foxholes, trenches, and anti-artillery holes.

Here, however, there is nothing.

There are only a few dirt pits and scattered woods.

This terrain, in the face of shootouts, grenadiers, 60 mortars, was very effective, but in the face of 82 mortars with shells of four and a half kilograms, it did not work much.

But soon, he regained his composure and began to command the troops to disperse, directing the artillery to suppress the enemy's artillery positions, ordering the 1st Squadron to raid the enemy's artillery positions.

The effect is far worse than what Kitai Ming Box expected.

The commanding view, accompanied by the artillery front observation post attached to the radio, made it possible for the shells of the 16 mortars to be accurately calibrated and always fall on the devil's queue.

Even with the mountainous terrain as a natural position, the casualty of the Beijing Brigade still increased at a very rapid rate.

The Type 92 infantry guns carried by the brigade had no chance to counterattack at all,

The 1st Infantry Squadron, which received the assault on the enemy's artillery position, was suppressed by artillery from beginning to end, let alone completing the task, and even the team did not go out, and was always suppressed by artillery on the ground.

···

The shelling lasted exactly ten minutes.

"Rush!"

When the shelling just ended, the devils raised their heads one after another, and what appeared on their flanks was a battalion led by Zhang Dabiao.

More than 300 soldiers of the independent regiment, armed with submachine guns, like bayonets, fiercely pierced into the center of the Beijing brigade.

"I'm emotionally exhausted, and the quality of the writing is also poor, sorry"

Tomorrow there is a high probability that the pigeon will be one day····

(End of chapter)