"It's true that we can't fight head-on here!" Zhou Cheng looked at the foot of the mountain and quickly left the battlefield, and divided his troops into two groups to answer more than 100 Japanese and puppet troops who were detouring to his wings.

Zhou Cheng was familiar with the history of the Anti-Japanese War and was very clear about the Japanese fighting style during this period.

In addition to the three axes of aircraft bombing, shelling and infantry attack, the most common tactics on the battlefield are to attack head-only and encircle the two wings.

In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Chinese army rarely arranged defense depths on the battlefield, and no heavy troops were arranged on both wings of the position. As long as the Japanese use this style of fighting, the Chinese army will be defeated.

Judging from the posture of the Japanese and puppet troops at the foot of the mountain, they must have to repeat the same trick.

On the surface, the main force is still concentrated on the front battlefield. If you really fight, you will find that the real killer move of this offensive method is on the two wings of the position.

The Thousand Mile Dike collapses into an ant hole. As long as one point on both wings is broken, the entire defense line will be finished.

The first row has limited troops and does not have enough defenses on the front positions, so there will definitely be no extra troops to defend the two wings.

If the Japanese were allowed to detour, they could rush to the top of the beam with an assault and continue to attack along the trenches. At that time, the row would be over. It would be too late to retreat temporarily, so they could only be made by the Japanese army.

The troops finally fought a great battle to inspire the morale and morale. Zhou Cheng would definitely not want a good situation to be lost because of an expected defeat, so he immediately ordered it.

"The troops retreat, remember to prepare a few thunders for the Japanese, especially two machine gun castles. They must be the key targets of the Japanese attacks. There will definitely be Japanese invasion in the castles to investigate. I want them to be able to get in, but they can't get out."

At the foot of the mountain, Captain Fukuda stared at the battlefield with red eyes.

If the eyes could kill people, the guerrillas on the top of the beam would have been killed by him no less than ten times.

"Sir, the offensive troops have reached the position where the Imperial Army was blocked just now." The deputy battalion commander of the puppet army led the team was very nervous.

More than 100 puppet troops involved in the attack rushed to the front of the team, with the greatest pressure.

If the Eighth Route Army continued to use the previous style of fighting, the puppet army would be the first to bear the brunt and would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

For these puppet army officers, the army is their lifeblood.

Only when the Japanese have troops in their hands will they use themselves and respect themselves.

If there were no troops to support me, I wouldn't even count in front of the Japanese.

Captain Fukuda said "Yeah..." and stopped talking, and continued to stare at the battlefield.

He didn't have as much thought as the deputy battalion commander, and now he only had one idea in his mind, attacking the top of the beam and killing the Eighth Route Army above.

As for the life and death of the puppet army, he didn't care at all, otherwise he wouldn't have let the puppet army rush in front of the imperial army to block bullets and be cannon fodder.

Maybe I was scared by the corpse under my feet, and the attack speed was obviously slower than before.

But the attacking troops quickly crossed the body and rushed to more than 30 meters above the top of the beam.

This is a critical point that concerns the success or failure of the offense.

As long as the attacking troops crossed over and rushed forward a few more steps, they could throw grenades into the Liangding Guerrillas' positions, making them taste the taste of being bombed.

Futian's heart suddenly rose to his throat, but he was not nervous, but he was still a little expectant, hoping that the Eighth Route Army of Liangding would start the fire soon.

Because only in this way can the offensive troops attract all the firepower and attention of the Eighth Route Army directly in front of them, creating opportunities for the detour troops to assault the beam top.

As for the casualties caused to the attacking troops after the Eighth Route Army opened fire, Fukuda was not heartbroken at all. The attacking troops rushed forward were all puppet troops, and they would die if they were killed.

Disappointed that the dozen puppet troops in front rushed to the top of the beam for more than 20 meters without gunfire.

"Boom boom boom..."

More than ten grenades were thrown onto the top of the beam. Until then, the gun was still not fired, and no grenade was thrown out.

The puppet army was so excited.

The fool also guessed that the Eighth Route Army on the top of the Liang had withdrawn.

They originally launched an attack with the determination to die, but not only did they not die, but instead took a huge advantage. They easily occupied the top of the beam without any effort, and were completely a pie from the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, the deputy battalion commander of the puppet army's tense nerves suddenly sootheed, and he almost jumped up with excitement.

Looking at Captain Fukuda, he reported as if he was seeking credit: "Sir, we won, the troops rushed to the top of the beam!"

Captain Fukuda felt particularly wronged and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

I really want to curse: Why did all the good things hit the Imperial Army?

When the Imperial Army attacked, the guerrillas prepared machine guns and grenades to deal with the offensive troops.

When it was the Imperial Army's turn to attack, the Eighth Route Army retreated without fighting, allowing them to get a big advantage for nothing.

If it weren't for sure and the puppet troops who were taken out of the city were fine, Futian would have doubted whether they were in the same group.

But no matter what, it is a fact that the troops successfully took down the beam. No matter how dissatisfied the heart is, they cannot be expressed in front of their subordinates.

After forcibly showing a embarrassed smile that was not smiling, he replied: "Yoxi, your subordinates performed very well. When I returned to the county town, I will definitely ask them... Boom..."

Before the word "Mong" was spoken out, an explosion suddenly came from the top of the beam, interrupting Futian's words before he finished speaking.

"Boom..." Within less than a minute, seven or eight explosions came from the beam.

Futian immediately felt energetic, thinking that the Eighth Route Army was hidden on the top of the beam.

He raised his telescope again, hoping that his subordinates could cut back the heads of the Eighth Route Army.

He miscalculated again.

Apart from the explosion, no gunshot was heard from the beam top. Two minutes later, even the explosion stopped.

Two minutes later, the team leader and the puppet army company commander rushed over together?

Both sides had different expressions. The puppet army company commander looked excited, while the second squad leader was frowning, with a hint of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army on the top of the beam ran away. We couldn't find a body on it. While searching, we encountered a thunder arranged by the guerrillas. Six of the Imperial Army died and four of them. Eight of the Imperial Army died and seven of them were injured." The captain reported very seriously.

Because the offensive purpose was not achieved, he still lost a lot of imperial troops in vain at the last moment, and the squad leader was ready to be scolded on his way back.

“Baga…”

Futian did curse people, gritting his teeth and shouting out these two words, but that's all.

The opponent is too cunning and just take advantage of it. This is not the fault of his subordinates. He also blames himself. Who told him not to calculate in advance that the Eighth Route Army would retreat and also issued an offensive order to the troops?

After a minute of silence, he directly ordered with murderous intent: "They can't escape."

"As long as we quickly enter their secret camp and occupy it, the guerrillas will definitely attack us and regain the secret camp."

"We will decide with them."

"The troops must continue to move forward quickly. We have been delaying here for too long, and there is not much time left to fight today."

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