Huting stronghold, the headquarters of the 9th Brigade.
The Huting stronghold that was originally destroyed by the New Regiment was rebuilt by the Japanese.
It is also built more solidly, with the turrets and bunkers constructed of reinforced concrete.
During the Hundred Regiment War, a key regiment of the 129th Division came to attack but was not defeated.
However, the bunkers and artillery towers on the ambush road at the Huting Stronghold were all torn down by the Eighth Route Army.
The commander of the 9th Brigade, Koshiki Toranosuke, was having breakfast in the tent. He was eating rice balls, canned beef, and two hard-boiled eggs. This old devil had a very rich meal.
While the old Japanese was eating with gusto, the communications staff hurried in. Because the situation was urgent, he didn't even shout a report.
"Haga!" Koshio Toranosuke yelled angrily, "Maruta-kun, why didn't you call for a report?"
Kenjiro Maruta was startled and quickly paused: "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, I..."
"idiot!"
"Shout a report and try again!"
Before Maruta Kenjiro could finish speaking, Koshiki Toranosuke interrupted him and pointed at the tent door.
The tone is stern.
"Hi!"
Kenjiro Maruta paused quickly, ran to the door again, opened the curtain, ran out, and shouted outside the door: "Report!"
Koshio Toranosuke wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and then said: "Come in!"
Kenjiro Maruta walked in, paused and said: "Your Excellency, the brigade commander, the battlefield observation group was surrounded by heavy troops of the Eighth Route Army in Hanjia Village. General Hattori requested the 9th Brigade to rush to rescue immediately!"
"Nani?" Yuesheng Huzhizuke's color suddenly changed and he suddenly froze.
"Baga, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Koshio Toranosuke knocked over the lunch box.
Kenjiro Maruta was also stunned, "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, you didn't let me say it?"
Before Kenjiro Maruta could reply, Toranosuke Koshiki jumped up and rushed out of the tent as if the stool was burning his butt.
The tent of the 9th Brigade Communications Team is right next to the brigade headquarters.
Koshiki Toranosuke rushed in, saw the radio communication machine on the table, and grabbed the microphone and receiver:
"Hattori-kun, can you hear me?"
"I am Koshii Toranosuke!"
A moment later, the sound of gunfire and the anxious voice of Naoomi Hattori came from the radio: "Koshiki-kun, it's great to hear your voice. Where are the reinforcements from your 9th Brigade?"
Koshiki Toranosuke said: "Sorry Hattori-kun, I have not sent reinforcements yet. The 9th Brigade is currently under the command of Yamamoto-kun. Without his order, the 9th Brigade cannot act without authorization."
Naoomi Hattori said loudly, "You are the brigade commander, and your position and military rank are higher than that arrogant guy Yamamoto. Why do you obey his orders?"
"I'm sorry, Hattori-kun!" Koshiki Toranosuke said, "This is an order from Commander Shinozuka!"
"Baga, your first army is a bunch of trash!"
"If all the elites of the empire's army die here, Lord Yuesheng, you will bear full responsibility!"
Hattori Naoomi was so angry that he cursed loudly, and even Toranosuke Koshiki could feel his spittle.
"Hattori-kun, please hold on for a moment longer. I'll call Yamamoto-kun right now."
At this time, Yamamoto Kazuki was playing Go with the commander of the 37th Division, Kenkichi Hirata, at the Japanese Army Headquarters in Liao County.
Yamamoto's chess skills were superb and he defeated Kenkichi Hirata in two games in a row.
In the entire First Army, only Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshio was qualified to make him lose on purpose.
At this time, Yamamoto Kazuki couldn't help but feel a little proud.
I'm afraid that at this time, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Headquarters is still confused as to what the imperial army is going to do, right?
Yamamoto Kazuki suddenly felt that being the mastermind behind the scenes seemed to be more exciting than personally leading the special forces to behead the leaders of the Eighth Route Army.
The two were preparing for the third round of fighting when the special agent team's communication soldier Xiaolu Goro shouted at the door: "Report!"
Kazuki Yamamoto: "Come in!"
Korogoro walked in, paused and said: "Da Zuo, something happened to the battlefield observation group. They were surrounded by heavy Eighth Route Army troops in Hanjiacun. The situation is very urgent. Major General Hattori Naoomi asked the 9th Brigade to rush to rescue!"
"Nani?" Yamamoto Kazuki suddenly stood up after hearing this, with a look of disbelief on his paralyzed face.
The battlefield observation group was surrounded by heavy Eighth Route Army troops in Hanjiacun?
How can this be?
Has the beheading plan been leaked?
Yamamoto Kazuki's face looked uncertain for a while, but he quickly rejected the idea.
This sneak attack plan was formulated under top secret conditions. The level of top secret is inversely proportional to the number of people who know the secret.
Only he, Yoshio Shinozuka, and Shun Tada knew about the sneak attack plan. It was absolutely impossible for the Eighth Route Army to know about the sneak attack plan.
As for the battlefield observation group being surrounded by heavy Eighth Route Army troops in Hanjiacun, it was probably just a coincidence.
Perhaps the Eighth Route Army was preparing to block the 9th Brigade, but the battlefield observation group accidentally ran into it and broke into the Eighth Route Army's encirclement.
These thoughts flashed through Yamamoto Kazuki's mind like electric sparks.
Yamamoto's expression returned to paralysis, and his tone was cold and stern: "Notify the 9th Brigade to dispatch half of the troops to immediately rush to the reinforcements of the battlefield observation group!"
"Hi!" Xiaolu Wulang said, then walked out quickly.
Yamamoto Kazuki sat back down, but at this time he was a little distracted and had no intention of playing chess.
Lieutenant General Hirata Kenkichi asked: "Why did Yamamoto-kun only send half of the 9th Brigade to assist the 9th Brigade?"
Yamamoto Kazuki explained: "The straight-line distance between Hanjia Village and the Eighth Route Headquarters is only a dozen kilometers at most, and the mountain road is only 20 kilometers."
"The 9th Brigade came out from the Huting stronghold, and the Eighth Route Headquarters will probably receive the news soon."
"More than ten kilometers is a very dangerous distance. Sending half of the 9th Brigade to rescue the battlefield observation group is already a warning."
"If the entire 9th Brigade is sent out, the Eighth Route Headquarters may be frightened and flee, which may eventually lead to the Masuko advance team being defeated."
Hirata Kenkichi asked: "What if the Eighth Route Army has a lot of troops in Hanjia Village, and half of the soldiers of the 9th Brigade cannot save the battlefield observation group?"
Yamamoto Kazuki said with certainty: "The Eighth Route Army will not have many troops in the direction of Hanjiacun, because the Eighth Route Army still needs a large number of troops to defend the 29th Brigade to the east and the 37th Division to the north."
"In Dawangou and Yelangyu, I sent search teams in advance. When the soldiers in these two places heard the sound of artillery, they would definitely rush to the rescue of the battlefield observation group."
"The 9th Brigade has a convoy. The fastest troops can arrive at Hanjia Village in less than half an hour. The battlefield observation group will not be wiped out by the Eighth Route Army."
Hirata Kenkichi stopped talking, with a confused smile on his face.
Yamamoto-kun is still too young!
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"Commander Li, if this Japs won't leave in Dawangou, how can you enter the ambush position?"
800 meters away from Dawangou, the headquarters of the New Regiment.
After watching the Japanese convoy pass through the Dawangou Canyon, the Japanese on guard not only did not leave, but sat down to eat breakfast.
Chu Yunfei raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked Li Yunlong beside him.
"I'm not in a hurry. Captain Chu, why are you in a hurry?" Li Yunlong said firmly, "It will take three minutes at most. Just watch, and all the Japanese will leave without leaving a single one."
"Three minutes?" Chu Yunfei looked unbelieving, "In three minutes, the Japanese can't even finish their meal."
"If you don't believe it, just watch." Li Yunlong was too lazy to say more to him.
However, only two minutes had passed when the roaring sound of cannons rang out in the direction of Hanjiacun.
Dawangou is about five kilometers away from Hanjiacun. Gunshots will certainly not reach here, but cannon sounds can.
In particular, the movement and power of the bazooka rockets are comparable to those of a 105 howitzer. They are even more powerful. Even from such a distance, a thunderous sound can be heard in your ears.
As expected by Li Yunlong, when the Japs in Dawangou heard the sound of the artillery fire, they didn't even bother to eat. They picked up their weapons and rushed onto the highway towards Hanjia Village and ran wildly.
Not long after, the figures of hundreds of Japanese soldiers disappeared on the highway.
Li Yunlong, who saw this scene through the telescope, smiled and said: "Captain Chu, you guys should learn a little bit. What does it mean to predict things like a god? This is called predicting things like a god."
Chu Yunfei's expression froze. He had forgotten that the gunfire from Hanjiacun could be heard by the Japanese.
Humph, this guy Li Yunlong has tricked him again. Chu doesn’t believe that he can’t find his way back!
Li Yunlong turned his head and shouted: "Give me an order. Except for the reserve team, the rest of the infantry regiments will immediately enter the ambush position according to the predetermined plan!"
At that moment, guard Huang Erhu picked up the phone on the table, pointed Li Yunlong's words into the phone and repeated them.
A telephone line was connected between the new regiment and the headquarters of the other four regiments. No transfer was needed. As soon as the call was picked up, the operators of the other regiments could hear it.
Less than a minute after Li Yunlong issued the order, Chu Yunfei raised his telescope and looked down.
Through the field of view of the telescope, we could see Eighth Route Army soldiers constantly leaping out from their bunkers on the hillside and heading towards the ambush position in Dawangou.
Soon it spread over the mountains and plains.
These Eighth Route Army soldiers were all armed with weapons, including a large number of light and heavy machine guns, and even large-caliber heavy machine guns, rocket launchers and 20mm machine guns.
The bullet bags on the sloping shoulders were bulging, and each Eighth Route Army soldier had at least three wooden-handled grenades hanging on his back.
There was a look of anticipation on Chu Yunfei's face.
This is a big scene!
Although there were many soldiers on the Eighth Route Army, they did not look chaotic. Each company and platoon of each regiment were clearly deployed, and they headed towards their respective positions in units of companies and platoons. There was no mistake in taking the position. After entering the ambush position, the soldiers
He immediately made a disguise and hid his body under the withered grass on the canyon.
Less than 15 minutes after the soldiers of each regiment entered their positions, the Japanese reinforcements arrived.
There were 16 trucks in total, as well as two Vickers armored vehicles. The Japanese vehicles were driving very fast, and the sound of their motors could be heard over a kilometer or two away.
"Captain Li, the fish you caught is here." Chu Yunfei said: "It's just that the fish is a bit small. There are only more than 10 trucks and 2 armored vehicles. It is estimated that there are 2 squadrons of Japanese soldiers."
"This is just the lead convoy of the Japs." Li Yunlong said, "The Japs' brigade must still be behind."
"Huzi, call each regiment immediately to put the Japanese convoy over and wait for the Japanese infantry behind."
At that moment, Huang Erhu picked up the phone and repeated Li Yunlong's order to the operators of each regiment.
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(I wish all readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)
This chapter has been completed!