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"No! We still have troops in Zhangzhuang Town..." The adjutant suddenly shouted, and the worry on his face was wiped out.

He suddenly thought of the telegram sent to the brigade leader last night, and said: "The local armed forces that depended on the Imperial Army were also attacked by the Eighth Route Army and suffered heavy losses."

Although their combat effectiveness is not very good, and each local armed force is not large, they have a large number of people, and there is an average of one in two or three villages.

If all the local armed forces could be summoned to Zhangzhuang Town, the total number would definitely exceed one hundred, and the troops in his hands would be instantly over.

It may be incapable of letting them take the initiative to attack the Eighth Route Army, but it will definitely be fine to cooperate with the Imperial Army to defend Zhangzhuang Town.

He did what he said, and the adjutant immediately ordered: "Send all our messengers, take action separately, and walk every village in Zhangzhuang Town, and order the guards in each village that have not been eliminated by the Eighth Route Army to bring all the equipment to Zhangzhuang Town to gather."

"As long as they cooperate with the Imperial Army to defend Zhangzhuang Town and persist until the captain returns successfully, the Imperial Army will reward each guard with five rifles and five hundred bullets."

When Zhou Cheng led his team to Zhangzhuang Town, many traitors had already joined forces with the Japanese army, and then they learned that the Japanese army had temporarily transferred traitors to assist in defending Zhangzhuang Town.

The traitors in each village were concentrated in the town by the Japanese. One or two platoons had no targets of attack. They had to terminate the operation and hid around the town and waited for fighter planes.

A day passed, and the Japanese army was indeed as Zhou Cheng judged, and with the cooperation of the traitors, they defended Zhangzhuang Town to the death.

No matter how the guerrillas provoked them, they all hurried in the town and fought back with only bullets.

I tried all the ways to lure the enemy out, but the Japanese didn't come out, and Zhou Cheng was also furious and ordered with anger: "Since the Japanese and puppet troops don't come out, let's attack in."

"Although the remaining Japanese troops in the mountains were half less and the pressure from the deputy instructors was reduced sharply, the Japanese troops were still several times more than the left-behind troops. If they were blocked by them, they would definitely die."

"So we have to find a way to force out all the remaining Japanese in Jinshan, so that the guerrilla crisis can be truly resolved."

"Yes, if the Japanese don't come out, let's go in and beat him up!" Xiang Feng was most excited and immediately shouted.

Chen Zhengyu was anxious and thought the captain was angry and lost his mind. He quickly persuaded him: "Captain thinks twice, we can't attack."

"There are more than 200 Japanese and puppet troops in the town, and we only have more than 50 people, and we don't even have the minimum advantage in military strength. How to attack? What if the Japanese see our true strength and launch a counterattack while we attack and kill us to retaliate?"

"And the Japanese have two mortars and two heavy machine guns, and their firepower advantages are also in their hands!"

Chen Zhengyu's concern was obviously too much, because this decision was not made by Zhou Cheng on impulse.

When the troops tried every means to tempt the Japanese to attack, Zhou Cheng was thinking about ways to break the deadlock.

After several hours of careful consideration and the Japanese were not deceived, Zhou Chengcai made the decision to attack Zhangzhuang Town.

He answered in response to Chen Zhengyu's eyes: "Don't worry, I have already figured out the solution and will never take risks with the lives of the soldiers."

"The Japanese and puppet troops in the town do have more Japanese and puppet troops than us, and their firepower is stronger than us, but they have less ammunition."

"It can be seen from yesterday's ambush that in order to leave more ammunition for the troops in Jinshanli, each rifleman only carries for forty bullets, one to two grenades, and the other Japanese must be similar."

"From this, their heavy machine guns and mortars don't have much ammunition."

"If I remember correctly, last night and this morning, we had a total of 18 sneak attacks on the Japanese. Each sneak attack ended with the Japanese's firepower counterattack."

"According to the calculation that the Japanese consumed fifty bullets per counterattack, the eighteen sneak attacks used up nine hundred bullets."

"Riflemen have 40 bullets per person, and those who have been used are reduced, and each Japanese still has at most twenty bullets left."

"It's 1:00 pm now. At the speed of the Japanese army's current bullets, if the sneak attack continues, at 1:00 pm, the ammunition in their hands will be consumed by us, and the rifle will turn into a fire stick."

"The Japanese are indeed very strong in combat, but if they lose their ammunition, they will become tigers with fangs that have lost their fangs, and their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

"We have ammunition in our hands, so we take the opportunity to attack the Japanese. As long as we don't fight streets with them, fight bayonets, and try to use bullets to solve the battle, we will definitely be able to suppress them."

"This matter is decided."

"You platoon leaders have a good discussion on how to attack sneakily to use up all the ammunition in the Japanese's hands in the shortest time."

"I'm considering the attack tonight, and strive to enter the village at the minimum cost and kill the Japanese inside."

At the temporary command of the Japanese army in Zhangzhuang Town, the adjutant looked much better than when he first arrived here yesterday.

Because he made his decision right.

After joining more than 100 local armed forces, the Imperial Army's control over Zhangzhuang Town was greatly strengthened, and there were enough troops to arrange defense lines around.

Since entering Zhangzhuang Town, the Eighth Route Army has not stopped attacking.

But every time, they counterattacked with firepower and prevented them from getting close to the base.

The effect was very good. One day and one night passed, and no Eighth Route Army touched the area within fifty meters around the village.

The adjutant decided to continue to defend with this method and drag the Eighth Route Army around. The day when the captain returns to victory is when he attacks them inside and outside.

After dinner, the adjutant prepared to have a good rest, but things went against their wishes.

Before the person could walk out of the gate, a Chief Cao suddenly broke in and almost collided with him: "Report to the chief, we have no ammunition in our hands and need replenishment in urgent need."

The adjutant's heart skipped a beat and immediately thought of another big problem facing the army.

I originally thought that the troops would receive ammunition supplies brought by the Imperial Army when they arrived in Zhangzhuang Town, but I didn't expect that before I arrived in Zhangzhuang Town, the Imperial Army was killed by the Eighth Route Army and the ammunition that was supplied to me was also lost.

In order to leave more ammunition for the captain and speed up the troops' marching, they would return to Zhangzhuang Town as soon as possible. When Jinshan divided the troops, each rifleman only brought forty rounds.

After entering Zhangzhuang Town, the adjutant thought about how to defend Zhangzhuang Town and block the attack of the Eighth Route Army. For a moment, he forgot about the lack of ammunition in the army.

It was not until Cao Cao reminded him that he could react.

He quickly returned to his position and was very anxious to order: "Notify all troops in the town that no one can shoot randomly from now on, save ammunition."

"And you, go back and tell your captain, count the amount of ammunition left in the army immediately, and report it to me."

After saying that, the adjutant collapsed on the chair, frowned, hoping that the troops' limited ammunition had not been used up.

The team leader arrived at the command center ten minutes later with a very solemn expression: "Sir, the situation is not good!"

"According to my statistics, the rifleman with the most ammunition has twelve bullets left, and the rifleman with the least ammunition has been exhausted, and less than five bullets per person."

"Light machine guns can be evenly matched with each other, and each one can get fifty bullets."

"The two heavy machine guns have more than 130 bullets in total."

"There are not many grenades, there are still 105 left, and the riflemen are less than three, and there are only ten mortar shells."
Chapter completed!