Chapter 130 The brave who meet in a narrow road wins
Major Fujiwara was the top commander of the Japanese army who returned to Yangquan.
He originally marched on a motorcycle, but the road conditions were too bad, and many places were destroyed by the Eighth Route Army...
In order not to affect the marching speed, we can only throw away the motorcycle, switch to a war horse and continue moving forward...
But he was not a professional cavalryman. He felt very comfortable riding a horse at first. As he walked, the inner thighs were rubbed red by the saddle. In the end, he had to give up his horse and march on foot with his subordinates.
When they were still twenty kilometers away from Yangquan, everyone in the returning troops, including him, was gasping for air.
The temperature at night should be considered very low. Not only did everyone not feel any coldness, but they were sweating profusely. The sweat on their foreheads was like rain, and it kept flowing down!
"Sir, Your Majesty the General has an urgent call!" A second lieutenant caught up with Fujiwara and reported heavily.
Compared with ordinary soldiers, messengers have the task of delivering orders from their superiors. They need to run forward and backward in the team, which is more tiring than ordinary soldiers.
His face was so exhausted that it was covered with beads of sweat, and he felt a little awkward when speaking.
"Speak!" Major Fujiwara didn't stop and asked as he hurried on.
"The radio contact between us and Yangquan has been interrupted. The general suspects that something has happened in Yangquan!"
"We are required to return to Yangquan on time!"
"If Yangquan is not lost, immediately cooperate with the remaining troops to repel the Eighth Route Army's attack!"
"If Yangquan has been occupied by the Eighth Route Army, the returning troops must launch an attack as soon as possible while the Eighth Route Army's foothold is not stable, recapture Yangquan, and minimize the negative impact caused by us losing Yangquan!"
Major Fujiwara replied seriously: "I know!"
"Reply a telegram to His Excellency the General: The Fujiwara Brigade promises to complete the mission!"
On the road five kilometers in front of the Japanese, Kong Jie was determining the final battlefield for the counterattack against Fujiwara's brigade.
Several cavalrymen suddenly rushed toward them, so fast that at first glance they looked like they were about to collide.
When Kong Jie was less than ten meters away, they suddenly tightened the reins of their war horses... Before the horses came to a complete stop, they turned over and jumped off, striding up to Kong Jie. The leader was Zhang, the cavalry company commander who had just taken office.
Mountain.
"Captain, we found that the Japanese are five kilometers away from here...minus the time we spent on the way back, they should still be four kilometers away from here...the marching speed is very fast, and they can reach here in half an hour at most!" Zhang
Dashan panted and reported.
"What is the formation of the Japanese? Are there any vanguard troops..." Kong Jie asked anxiously.
"There is a small group of forward troops only three hundred meters away from the main force..." Zhang Dashan reported.
"The main force marched in four rows. The team was very compact. Together with the heavy machine gun squadron and the mortar squadron, the entire team was less than 400 meters long!"
"The two infantry squadrons are in front, the artillery squadron and the heavy machine gun squadron are in the middle, and the two infantry squadrons are in the rear!"
Kong Jie made a mental calculation and began to issue orders: "Adjust the deployment immediately!"
"The positions of the assault platoon and the three armored vehicles remain unchanged. When the Japanese forward team comes to the front, they will suddenly launch an attack. Quickly kill the forward team and kill the main Japanese force as quickly as possible."
"It only takes one minute for three armored vehicles to advance two hundred meters and kill the main Japanese troops with their vehicle-mounted machine guns..."
"The cavalry company followed the three armored vehicles and further dispersed the little devils who were disrupted by the armored vehicles, while protecting the safety of the three armored vehicles..."
"The infantry should follow the cavalry to eliminate the remaining enemies and destroy all the little devils within sight!"
"The artillery immediately adjusted the firing crews and aimed at the No. 3 shooting area..."
"It's about five hundred meters away from the assault platoon. After the assault platoon started attacking, the Japanese artillery squadron and the heavy machine gun squadron happened to enter that area!"
"There's no need to save cannonballs for me... After the battle starts, shoot out all the cannonballs you brought as quickly as possible!"
At half past three in the morning...
The Fujiwara brigade still has the last fifteen kilometers to cross Yangquan County.
After driving another five kilometers, the Japanese were even more exhausted than before.
The forward team was also panting from exhaustion and their vigilance was greatly reduced!
In order to ensure the marching speed, they had long forgotten about the reconnaissance along the way, and just like the main force, they marched forward with their heads down.
"Dong dong dong..."
Three thick machine gun flames suddenly shot out from the road directly in front of the forward team, and the dense rain of bullets seemed to have eyes, hitting the little Japanese accurately.
Fatigue greatly reduced the Japs' vigilance, and their reaction speed was much slower than usual.
When about half of the forty-odd Japanese were killed, the other Japanese finally recovered from their panic and panic and quickly retreated...
"Rumble..."
The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and the six beams of car lights were like six searchlights, which instantly illuminated the two dozen Japanese soldiers clearly, standing in front of the three armored vehicles like living targets.
"Da da da……"
More and more machine guns are joining the battle. In addition to vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns, there are also crooked light machine guns mounted in the firing holes of armored vehicles.
The rain of bullets quickly enveloped the remaining Japs, like a one-sided massacre, like harvesting wheat, killing more than twenty Japs in an instant...
"Rumble..."
The roar of the armored vehicles suddenly increased, and several firepower points began to advance rapidly, heading straight for the main force of the Japs.
"Boom boom boom..."
The artillery platoon participated in the battle at the same time, and six artillery shells roared onto the road, hitting the Japanese artillery squadron.
The Japanese gunners who were caught off guard were blown up piece by piece...
Their reaction was slower than that of the infantry. Before the surviving Japs had time to hide, the second round of shells had already followed...
Kong Jie had already tried his best to overestimate the power of the armored vehicles in his mind. After the three armored vehicles opened fire, he was still shocked by the bloody scene in front of him.
There are more than forty little Japs. If infantry is sent to fight with them, the battle may not be over in ten minutes.
After the three armored vehicles took action, they were all killed in less than half a minute, without even a chance to escape!
This scene made Kong Jie more confident about the next attack. He decisively pulled out the box cannon and summoned the infantry to follow the cavalry company to attack.
Major Fujiwara was also startled, and his face was immediately covered with fear.
Because he saw three armored vehicles rushing toward him quickly. Although they were still a little far away, he could still feel the tremendous pressure brought by the steel behemoths.
"Bagya Road? Who can tell me what's going on with the armored vehicles in front of me?" Major Fujiwara could no longer describe his shock and uneasiness in words, so he asked anxiously to a group of subordinates.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army must have captured our armored vehicles!" a squadron leader said with a face full of fear.
"The forward team has been killed by armored vehicles. They are coming towards us... We must find a way to destroy them, otherwise we will all be chased and beaten!" Another squadron was quite sensible and made a more pertinent opinion.
After all, Major Fujiwara was the captain. His subordinates had already adjusted their emotions while speaking, and the frightened expression on their faces was replaced by seriousness. He opened his mouth and began to issue orders: "The mortar squadron will counterattack immediately, cover the enemy armored vehicles with artillery fire, and slow down their attack speed."
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"The heavy machine gun squadron deployed on the spot...all the infantry retreated and established a defense line relying on the heavy machine gun firepower points..."
"The First Squadron immediately formed a death squad..."
"If the artillery fails to stop the armored vehicles, they can only send out death squads to bomb... boom boom..."
Before Major Fujiwara could finish his order, he was interrupted by an explosion from behind.
When I turned around, I saw balls of flames rising into the sky on the road.
Countless subordinates were blown away in the fire...
The troops that were bombarded were the mortar squadrons that he had high hopes for.
"How could it be...how did the enemy know that I was going to use mortars to counterattack the armored vehicles..." A look of fear flashed across Major Fujiwara's serious face again.
Seeing that the two squadron leaders beside him were also frightened, he quickly ordered: "What are you still doing?"
"Let the artillery squadron evacuate the artillery fire coverage area immediately..."
"Dong dong dong..." Three armored vehicles joined the battle at an inappropriate time.
They had already rushed forward more than 100 meters past the forward team, and were less than 200 meters away from the main force of the Japanese.
The vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun fired condescendingly at the Japs. The first few rows of Japs were in the right spot, within the effective killing range...
"Ignore the mortar squadron for now!" Major Fujiwara forced himself to calm down and ordered anxiously as he watched the armored vehicles approaching closer and closer.
"Find a way to destroy the armored vehicles, otherwise all of us will be chased and beaten by armored vehicles..."
"Now send the death squads to launch a counterattack and destroy him with explosives and grenades..."
"The heavy machine gun squadron will establish a defense line immediately. Hurry up, otherwise it will be too late..."
More than fifty Japanese soldiers immediately rushed out of the team. Some were holding explosive packs, while others were holding grenades. They rushed towards the armored vehicle with howls and screams.
But the machine gun firepower on the armored vehicle was too intense.
In addition to three vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns, Huang Yu also added three crooked handles to each armored vehicle.
Eighteen light and heavy machine guns fired from different angles, and the crossfire formed an airtight fire net directly in front of the Japanese.
As soon as the Japanese death squads rushed out twenty or thirty meters, more than half of them suffered casualties...
The remaining twenty or so Japanese soldiers only rushed forward for more than thirty meters and fell to the ground.
At this time, the three armored vehicles rushed forward another seventy or eighty meters, and were less than a hundred meters away from the main force of Fujiwara's brigade.
"Sir, the heavy machine gun squadron was bombarded by the enemy and was overwhelmed. We had no time to establish a defense line!" a squadron leader reported.
Major Fujiwara witnessed a small group of suicide squads being massacred far away, and then heard the bad news brought by the squadron leader, and became uneasy again.
There is no defense line, no position, no artillery cover... just like the infantry in front of the armored vehicles are like a group of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, without any chance to fight back, they can only be killed!
He thought of retreating, but rejected the idea in an instant.
No matter how fast two legs are, they can't beat the wheels of an armored vehicle.
After marching for a long time, the troops no longer have the physical strength to continue fleeing for their lives. Retreating will undoubtedly give armored vehicles an opportunity to chase them.
