Chapter 1058 Huang Yu: Eat the meat on your lips first
After Kong Jie sighed, he turned his attention to Huang Yu.
The entire action plan was proposed by Huang Yu. Now that something unexpected has happened, the first person everyone thinks of to break the situation must be Huang Yu.
Ask directly: "Xiao Huang..."
"They say that when the enemy changes, I change..."
"Ningji Okamura has given us a trick to retreat in order to advance. How should we change next?"
Huang Yu was silent for a moment and replied: "No matter how the devil changes, we must first eat the little devil on our lips."
"The six main regiments have successively captured a Japanese stronghold and ambushed the Japanese reinforcements along the way."
"If they capture another stronghold before the Japanese army retreats, the Japanese and puppet troops stationed at the blockade will definitely suffer heavy losses."
"Even if they shrink their defenses and concentrate their superior forces to defend a few counties, the reduction of the total force will be more conducive to our subsequent battle."
"Let the six main groups seize the last moment and try to capture a stronghold each before dawn."
"Remember to remind them to take the initiative to attack and eliminate the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold. Don't think about opportunism and change the offensive battle into an ambush battle without authorization when you feel that the Japanese and puppet troops are about to evacuate the stronghold."
"The Japanese and puppet troops on the blockade have fought with us not once or twice, and they know us very well."
"If they really decide to abandon the blockade and evacuate the stronghold."
"They will definitely not retreat step by step and burrow into our pocket array."
"Now that I've said it, we only know that they want to abandon the blockade and evacuate the stronghold. We don't know which direction they plan to retreat. Even if the six main regiments are ambushed, they can't find a place."
"Instead of risking an ambush, it is better to take advantage of each other's artillery fire and eliminate them in a tough battle."
"After the battle, all participating troops immediately divided their forces and took the initiative to attack in company units, looking for the Japanese and puppet troops who were evacuating the blockade, and continued to use guerrilla warfare and mobile warfare to deal with them."
"If you can kill one more kid, kill one more kid. If you can destroy one more cart of ammunition, destroy one more cart of ammunition."
"Don't worry about wasting ammunition during the operation."
"As long as we can kill the Japs and consume a lot of their troops, no matter how much ammunition the troops consume on the battlefield, they can come to the headquarters for reimbursement."
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The Japanese army closed down the stronghold.
The puppet troops were still busy for more than a thousand days.
The security troops stood on the top of the gun tower to observe every move around them to prevent anyone from approaching the sneak attack stronghold.
But the distance they could see under cover of darkness was very limited.
Even with the help of searchlights, we can only see two hundred meters away from the stronghold, and any further away is beyond our reach.
Little did they know that the rested troops of the Third Regiment of the Independent Brigade were lurking in the valley three hundred meters away from the turret, quietly waiting for the final moment of attack.
At five o'clock in the morning, when a glimmer of light was about to appear on the edge of the sky, a scream suddenly sounded from the east direction of the stronghold, reaching the ears of every Japanese and puppet soldier in the stronghold.
"Woooooooo..."
The sound was very harsh, and anyone with a little common sense would know that it was the sound produced by field artillery shells streaking across the sky.
The screams became louder and louder, which meant that artillery shells in the sky were flying towards them.
Their faces instantly turned pale, and some people subconsciously threw themselves on the ground, holding their heads to avoid the gunfire.
Someone shouted loudly, reminding the surrounding soldiers to lie down and avoid the gunfire.
"Rumble..."
A thunderous explosion soon sounded inside the stronghold.
Although many little Japs gave advance warning and lay down on the ground to avoid the artillery fire, most of the Japanese and puppet troops still stood when the shells exploded.
The flying shells were like a death storm, raging in the training ground of the stronghold, arbitrarily harvesting the lives of the Japanese and puppet soldiers standing there.
Of course, even if there are little Japs lying on the ground in time, as long as the impact point is close enough to them, the powerful shock wave will still overturn them, shatter their internal organs, and take their lives on the spot.
Including the garrison commander, most of the Japanese and puppet troops were stunned by this sudden artillery attack.
They were clearly about to give up the evacuation stronghold, and yet they were attacked. This was too much of a coincidence.
If it had been half an hour later, the stronghold at our feet would have been deserted, and the enemy would come and kill us again, wouldn't it?
Why can't I withdraw without peace of mind?
There are simply no words to describe the anger in my heart.
More importantly, although the troops were preparing to evacuate the stronghold, the guard post still stood on the roof of the gun tower.
Judging from the enemy's shelling posture, it is obvious that the enemy wants to break through the Guanping stronghold, so they must have killed a lot of troops. No matter how derelict their duties are, there is no way that there will be no warning at all.
And that's exactly what happened.
Knowing that the enemy's artillery shells hit the stronghold, the guard post still did not detect the enemy's attacking troops.
But one thing is for sure.
Facing the enemy's powerful offensive artillery fire, even if you want to retreat, you must wait until the enemy is defeated before retreating.
After thinking about all this, he was just about to order the troops to enter the position when a series of denser explosions reached his ears again.
"Boom boom boom..."
At least thirty mortar shells fell from the sky and hit the training ground of the stronghold.
Although the lethality of mortars is not as good as that of mountain artillery, there are many of them. The casualties caused by this sudden round of artillery fire to the garrison at the stronghold are no less than those of the mountain artillery just now.
"Rumble..."
The second round of mountain artillery shells fell from the sky again. In the dazzling fire, many soldiers lying on the ground were blown away. They were like goddesses scattering flowers in the sky and flying everywhere, and they turned into soft corpses when they landed on the ground.
"Boom boom boom..."
Another advantage of the mortar is clearly reflected here, that is, its rapid rate of fire.
The second round of shells from the mountain artillery had just dropped, and they had already fired the third round.
In just ten seconds, the training ground of the stronghold had been hit by more than a hundred shells of various kinds. There were splashing firelight and black smoke rising into the sky.
The Japanese captain became anxious and quickly ordered the troops to disperse into their positions.
But the Japanese and puppet troops, who were targeted by dozens of mortars, couldn't just leave if they wanted to.
As soon as someone got up from the ground, a mortar shell silently hit them, and the rain of fragments instantly blew his body into a sieve.
There were too many mortars, and the shells came one after another without any rhythm or pattern.
There are also a large number of more powerful mountain and field artillery in the middle. Except for the Japanese and puppet troops hiding on the edge of the artillery fire coverage area, they quickly leave the battlefield and enter the position. The Japanese and puppet troops hiding in the center of the artillery fire coverage area have almost no way to survive...
"Baga..." Seeing the scene in front of him, the little devil captain scolded his mother, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Although he had six mortars in his hand, for the convenience of retreat, all six mortars were mounted on carts. The second round of shells fired by the Eighth Route Army hit those carts, and many mortars exploded.
Exploded into parts.
As a result, the captain had no choice but to fight back and was passively bombed, watching helplessly as his soldiers were killed.
