"Retreat to the main position..." Wang Guishan ignored the few surviving Japanese and puppet troops in front of the formation and decisively gave the order to retreat.
Because the main force of the Japanese and puppet troops behind the forward troops has already reached the battlefield.
If they were all Japanese and puppet troops and there were no ordinary people, they would not even have a chance to withdraw to the main position.
The officer leading the reinforcements along the way is a major. You can tell that this Japanese and puppet army is fake just from the military rank. Otherwise, the leader of the reinforcements would at least have the rank of lieutenant colonel. After all, the total strength of the reinforcements exceeds 4,000.
, and also strengthened a large number of mountain and field artillery units.
After learning that there was an Eighth Route Army blocking force ahead, Captain Major felt very guilty.
Although there are a thousand real troops in the team of more than 4,000 people, there is only one squadron of imperial troops, half of which are artillery. There are only two squads of infantry that can really fight, and the remaining seven or eight hundred people are considered
puppet army.
He was afraid that one mistake on his part would reveal the true strength of the reinforcements.
Seeing that the forward troops were killed by the Eighth Route Army's blocking troops in an instant, the Major knew without any analysis that he had hit the main force of the Eighth Route Army in the center. The attack must be done with all his strength, otherwise a single attack might go wrong and let the Eighth Route Army see that the reinforcements under his command were useless.
It has its form.
Without hesitation, he ordered: "Set up all the mountain artillery, infantry artillery, and mortars for me, and blast the Eighth Route Army's blocking positions!"
"The Second Battalion of the Imperial Association Army, the Second Infantry Squadron, immediately prepare for a strong attack..."
"No one in the attacking force can take a step back without my order."
"The others will cover and strive for an attack to break through the Eighth Route Army's blocking position... Otherwise, we will probably be blocked here, and the strength of the troops will be clearly discovered by the Eighth Route Army!"
Wang Guishan had just returned to the blocking position when mountain artillery shells with ear-piercing screams flew directly towards the blocking position, and violent explosions rang in his ears at the same time.
Fire splashed and smoke billowed, and a three- to four-meter-long trench collapsed in an instant. The soil and logs that reinforced the trench were flying everywhere in the air like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Enter the artillery-proof hole...avoid the shelling..." Wang Guishan immediately ordered and got into the artillery-proof hole beside him.
Time was short, and the shell-proof hole under our feet had not been reinforced and was not very deep. If the Japanese artillery shells hit the mouth of the gun-proof hole, the soldiers hiding inside would definitely die.
However, the Japanese were only equipped with four mountain cannons and two infantry cannons. It was obviously difficult to hit one or two holes in a trench more than 200 meters long.
"Boom boom boom~"
The explosion continued. The nearest artillery shell from Wang Guishan hit directly and exploded three meters away. Fortunately, it was only a mortar shell. Otherwise, the shell-proof hole where he was hiding would definitely be affected, but the explosion at such a close range still knocked him out.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
"Commander, the Japanese and puppet troops are attacking..." The reminder from the observation post suddenly reached Wang Guishan's ears.
As a veteran, it doesn't take much thinking to know that the Japanese and puppet troops want to shorten the assault distance as much as possible under the cover of artillery fire, thereby reducing the difficulty of attacking blocking positions.
If the Eighth Route Army did not fire to intercept them during the approach, they would launch a forceful attack and rush to the blocking position under artillery fire.
Faced with this situation, although the Japanese and puppet troops continued to cover the blocking position with artillery fire, Wang Guishan still had to lead his troops into the position to prevent the Japanese and puppet troops from taking advantage of it.
He decisively pulled out the box cannon, drilled out of the anti-gun hole and loudly ordered: "Enter the position and prepare to fight..."
Through the smoke that filled the battlefield, Wang Guishan could faintly see the figures of the attacking troops.
Nearly four hundred little Japs lined up in a skirmishing attack formation and rushed toward the blocking position...
Wang Guishan was right. Those who launched the attack in front of the formation were more than 300 little Japanese.
In order to make the bluff look more realistic, the puppet soldiers mixed in with the common people all wore uniforms of Japanese soldiers.
At first glance, the Japanese and puppet troops who launched the attack looked like little devils.
Wang Guishan did not know the true identity of these "japs" and mistakenly thought that they were all little devils. He couldn't help but cast a shadow on his face, feeling that there would be a tough battle waiting for him next.
Lying down in the trench, letting the earth blown up by the artillery shells hit his back, he waited quietly for his opponent to enter the effective range of the machine gun.
"The light and heavy machine guns are ready...the artillery company locked on the Japanese artillery position...and fired back as soon as the gunshots were fired, reducing the anti-artillery pressure on the blocking troops..."
"Shooting...dong-dong-dong...dah-dah..."
Along with Wang Guishan's orders, gunshots rang out on the smoke-filled blocking position.
"Boom boom boom..."
Violent explosions sounded at the Japanese and puppet artillery positions at the same time, and the artillery shells that hit the blocking positions disappeared instantly.
Without the threat of artillery shells, the pressure on the blocking troops dropped sharply. More and more light and heavy machine guns joined the battle, firing crazily at the "little devils" in front of the formation.
An incredible scene occurred for Wang Guishan.
The kid who was attacked had nothing to do with being an elite.
Under the fire of light and heavy machine guns, they were swept down to the ground like a piece of ripe wheat in rows.
The soldiers who were not attacked also froze for a while before lying down. Their reactions were at least two seconds slower than usual.
Time is life on the battlefield. Two seconds may seem short, but it is enough for each machine gun to fire nearly ten bullets and kill two or three more people.
By the time all the surviving "little devils" lay down, at least a hundred soldiers had died in the first round of sudden fire from the blocking force.
Under normal circumstances, the lying down Japs should immediately raise their guns to counterattack, and the heavy machine guns and grenade launchers should also fire immediately to suppress and destroy the light and heavy machine gun fire points on the blocking position, thus reducing the combat pressure on the attacking troops.
However, after searching the entire blocking position, less than a hundred "little devils" had the courage to raise their guns to fight back. The other "little devils" all lay on the ground with their heads in their hands.
There were only three grenades participating in the counterattack...
Wang Guishan was so surprised by this scene that he thought he had hit the wrong target.
Although his mind was full of questions, his reaction speed was not slow at all. He immediately shouted to a heavy machine gun team next to him: "Aim at the Japanese grenadier soldiers and kill them for me..."
"The others continued to shoot, and I was beaten to death..."
"No matter what the reason is that makes the little devil in front of you vulnerable, it is always right to kill them..."
The Japanese leader, a major, closed his eyes in pain.
The performance of the attacking troops was too shameful, especially the puppet troops wearing imperial army uniforms. They were simply unworthy of the military uniforms they were wearing.
The Eighth Route Army's rapid fire attack killed them to pieces, and they were like rats. They didn't even have the courage to fight back with their guns. If this had been Major's own men, they would have been killed with one shot...
