"Destroy the Japanese reinforcements before they arrive?"

Hearing this, Sun Desheng looked shocked: "With the current strength of the artillery platoon, it is not a big problem to defeat the Kawasaki Squadron, but if the opponent retreats to defend, it seems not that easy to wipe them out, right?"

"Even if we can annihilate them all, we will definitely pay huge casualties, which is obviously not worth it.

So, Zhuzi, we’d better take it as soon as we can and withdraw our troops directly.”

Sun Desheng was very moved by Wang Chengzhu to avenge him, but he did not want the artillery platoon to cause too many casualties, so even revenge would not be of much significance.

Wang Chengzhu smiled and said: "Company Commander Sun, if it were before, if the Japanese had retreated and defended, we really wouldn't have a good way to deal with them.

But don’t forget, my unit is called an artillery platoon. Although most of the soldiers are infantry, there is still a squad of artillery."

"Just watch the show."

Only then did Sun Desheng remember that Wang Chengzhu had an artillery unit and many artillery pieces. It was not just the firepower of the artillery that suppressed the Kawasaki Squadron.

Of course, you can't blame him for this. He was so scared that he subconsciously forgot about it.

Moreover, the Eighth Route Army rarely launched offensive battles and faced off against the Japs head-on.

Xu Hailang, Liu Qiang, Tian Shuisheng and others are all veterans with extremely rich combat experience. They may not have the ability to command large corps-level operations, but they still have no problem commanding small-scale operations of hundreds of people.

Soon, they concentrated their artillery fire and launched a cluster bombing on the Japanese defense line.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom! -"

The dense artillery shells fell down, immediately killing and wounding the little devils. Screams were heard repeatedly, and the simple fortifications that had just been built were also blown to pieces.

The nearby vegetation was also affected one after another, with branches and leaves flying away, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom! -"

After the first salvo of rapid fire ended, the Eighth Route Army artillerymen quickly launched a second wave and a third wave of rapid fire.

The Kawasaki Squadron did not have many artillery pieces and had already been destroyed in the previous battle. At this time, facing the artillery platoon's fire, they had no ability to counterattack at all and could only hide in hiding like a lost dog xz.

In addition to the artillery, the heavy machine guns installed by the artillery platoon at the commanding heights were also constantly strafing and suppressing the little Japanese.

There are also snipers from the Wolf Fang Special Forces who are also hiding in dark corners, sniping and killing the Japanese within range...

"Baga! Damn it! These damn Chinese people! I will definitely cut you into pieces!"

Seeing his subordinates constantly falling in a pool of blood, Kawasaki Shiro was so angry that his facial muscles were shaking violently. It was always the Imperial Japanese Army that bombed the Eighth Route Army with artillery fire. When had they ever been bullied like this by the Eighth Route Army?

The squadron deputy on the side persuaded: "Squadron Commander, the firepower of this China Army is too strong, and the imperial army's casualties are too great. I might not be able to insist on the commander providing us with tactical guidance. In order to avoid the entire army being destroyed, we still turn to

Let’s break out.”

Kawasaki Shiro's face was gloomy, and he couldn't make a decision for a moment.

Although reason told him that he must turn into a breakout, he didn't want to do that.

"Qiu..."

At this moment, a grenade suddenly landed nearby.

"Squadron leader, be careful!"

The deputy commander of the Japanese squadron changed his expression and immediately threw Kawasaki Shiro to the ground.

The next moment, the grenade exploded violently, throwing up a large amount of sand and mud. Kawasaki Shirio's eyes only felt blurry, and he fainted.

After the explosion, several Japanese soldiers nearby ran over immediately.

"Squadron Commander, Squadron Leader, are you okay?"

Several Japanese soldiers asked Kawasaki anxiously while checking Kawasaki Shirio's injuries.

After a while, Kawasaki Jirio woke up slowly. He shook his dazed head and asked, "Where is Ono-kun? How is Ono-kun?"

A Japanese soldier said with a mournful face: "The squadron deputy...he is already broken into pieces."

Kawasaki Jirio followed the soldier's eyes and saw the squadron deputy lying on the ground, his body covered in shrapnel and looked like a blood hedgehog.

Several Japanese soldiers asked weakly: "Squadron leader, what should we do now?"

Kawasaki Shirio originally wanted to continue to hold on, but when he glanced at the body of the squadron deputy not far away, he finally gritted his teeth and issued the order to break out: "Order all squads to concentrate their forces and prepare to break out!"

"Hiyi!"

Several Japanese soldiers nodded heavily, then turned around to convey the order.

Not long after, the Kawasaki Squadron was assembled. As of now, only about 100 of the more than 250 troops are left, with most of them suffering casualties.

On the contrary, the 1st Company of the Royal Association Army, with more than 120 people, except for some who were killed by stray bullets, the rest were still intact and looked like they were alive and well.

"The Imperial Alliance Army is opening the way ahead!"

"The first team is responsible for breaking up the rear, and the rest of the imperial army immediately breaks out and turns towards the Shiting stronghold!"

…

On Longya Ridge.

Sun Desheng was completely impressed by the firepower displayed by the artillery platoon. He originally thought that the little Japanese could hold on for an hour or two, but in less than half an hour, they were defeated and prepared to break out.

It would be great if his 3rd company could be so wealthy anytime.

Not long after, Sun Desheng discovered that the Kawasaki Squadron actually broke out of the artillery platoon's encirclement. He couldn't help but said with regret: "Zhuzi, it seems you are still too young. If you set up two machine gun fire points on two hills in the northwest, even if

If the little devil can break through, he will definitely pay a heavy price."

"Hey! What a pity, it's too late to say anything now."

Wang Chengzhu smiled and asked: "Lianchang Sun, do you know how to surround three towers?"

"Surrounding three buildings?"

Sun Desheng has been fighting in the north and south for more than 10 years under the guidance of Shi Yousan. He can be regarded as a battle-hardened general. He may not have read many books, but he still knows some basic tactics.

Encircling three ques and one is one of the eight principles of using troops in Sun Tzu's Art of War, which means leaving a gap when encircling the enemy.

Otherwise, if the enemy is surrounded from all sides, it may prompt the enemy to fight to the death.

On the contrary, if a gap is deliberately left, it may cause the enemy to waver between fleeing and fighting to the death, and it can also undermine the enemy's morale.

Of course, while leaving a gap, an ambush circle is usually set up in this direction, waiting for the enemy to dive in like a fish that has slipped through the net...

After a pause, Sun Desheng asked again: "Zhuzi, do you mean that you set up an ambush in the northwest?"

Wang Chengzhu nodded.

Sun Desheng suddenly realized that he could no longer see through the man in front of him.

Not only is the opponent's ability to develop troops far superior to his, but his ability to organize troops is also far superior to his.

Is he still the same artilleryman from the new regiment?
Chapter completed!