Chapter 1310: Grab the newcomer and torture him hard
On another hilltop six to seven hundred meters away, Duan Peng was leading several company commanders to point at the Japs who were covered by artillery fire.
"You see...this is called creating a fighter plane without a fighter plane..."
"The Japs are scattered in the woods, using the woods as bunkers. Even if our shells hit their ranks, it will be difficult to achieve victory."
"If you want to kill more Japs with limited shells, the best way is to gather the Japs together."
"First, I used a heavy machine gun to attack the little Japs who came out of the woods, hoping to create some casualties."
"After the assault, the Japanese will definitely go to rescue the wounded, and the scattered troops will naturally gather together."
"The artillery fires suddenly. As long as it hits the target, it will definitely not be a problem to kill three or four little Japs with one shell..."
At this time, the smoke from the shells had slowly dissipated, and Duan Peng could clearly see the true situation of the Japanese army with his telescope.
The corners of his mouth immediately turned up, and he said happily: "The results are greater than I imagined..."
"At least thirty Japs fell to the ground... It means that the artillery raid just now and the heavy machine gun fire at the beginning mean that we have killed at least half a small group of Kwantung Army..."
"Withdraw..."
"Our raid goal here has been achieved..."
"Let comrades rush to the next sneak attack point immediately... This time we have a bigger appetite and kill at least one small group of the Kwantung Army."
The first company commander who took the initiative to lead the next assault point immediately stood up and assured Duan Peng with a confident face: "Please rest assured, battalion commander, I will kill at least fifty Kwantung Army members in one go..."
Duan Peng waved his hand to comfort: "This is just a goal I gave you, not a task..."
"No matter what the outcome is, your first priority is to preserve the troops and achieve maximum results with minimum casualties..."
"If we encounter any difficulties, I would rather not fight this battle than bring my troops back intact."
"You can keep the green hills and you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."
"As long as the troops are here and the Kwantung Army that is chasing us has not retreated, we will have every opportunity to sneak attack them and consume their troops..."
"You all have followed the deputy chief of staff, so you should know the deputy chief of staff's combat style."
"If someone dares to use his troops to fight against the Japs, even if he wins in the end, I will punish the commander because of the heavy casualties of the troops."
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The forward squadron was attacked by mortars and heavy machine guns, and the bad news of losing half the squad quickly reached the ears of the Kwantung Army commander.
But the commander did not take these casualties seriously.
He holds a full infantry regiment, although after previous battles, the total strength has been reduced sharply to more than 2,000 people.
But for a commander with more than 2,000 troops, the casualties of twenty or thirty people still forced him to pay attention, just as the troops were scratched by the Eighth Route Army.
His expression did not waver at all, and he directly ordered the troops to continue chasing. When the main force of the Eighth Route Army was eliminated, when the troops were withdrawn, they could not be lost.
With one order from the commander, all the pressure was transferred to the forward troops.
The main force followed the forward troops in marching, and the forward troops clung tightly behind the Eighth Route Army. If the main force really lost track of them, the entire responsibility must lie with the forward troops.
This forced the forward troops to continuously speed up their march to prevent them from being delayed for too long on the road. The march traces left by the Eighth Route Army on the road would be erased, which would be bad.
Soon a mountain ridge lay in front of the Kwantung Army.
Judging from the traces left by the Eighth Route Army during their march, they should have passed through the pass between the two mountain ridges in front of them and continued deep into the hinterland of the mountain.
Mountain passes are generally the places most often used by enemies to stage ambushes.
Under normal circumstances, the squadron leader of the Kwantung Army's forward squadron will definitely conduct reconnaissance first and then advance.
But now he can't wait any longer.
The Eighth Route Army has already crossed the mountain pass. If I don't follow them quickly, I will probably lose them.
The squadron leader didn't want to take the blame for the Eighth Route Army, and he was just a squadron leader, so he couldn't afford to take such a big blame.
With a wave of his hand, he led his troops towards the mountain pass.
But he was cautious and asked his subordinates to be more alert on the road and prepare for battle...
If the troops are attacked here, don't worry about anything and retreat immediately...
Soon the forward squadron rushed to a position forty or fifty meters away from the mountain pass.
If the Eighth Route Army is really hiding on both sides of the mountain pass, now is definitely the best time for them to start looting.
But there was no reaction from Yamaguchi in front of him, not even a single figure was seen.
"Could it be that I think too much..." the squadron leader frowned and muttered to himself.
Then Shuaishuai put these distracting thoughts behind his mind.
He drew out his command sword with a swipe sound, pointed the blade of the cold light directly at the mountain pass, and shouted loudly.
"Speed up the assault speed, and the troops will quickly pass through the mountain pass in combat formation..."
After the squadron leader finished speaking, he turned his attention to the nearby mountain pass.
The result was better than he expected.
The dozen men at the front of the group did not encounter any resistance and easily entered the mountain pass. However, there was still no movement at the mountain pass.
Faced with this result, the squadron leader's last worries disappeared on the spot, and he followed the main force of the forward squadron into the mountain pass.
Seeing that the dozens of soldiers in front had already rushed out of the mountain pass, and when they were about to cross the mountain pass themselves, the sound of machine gun fire that the squadron leader disliked hearing suddenly rang in their ears.
“Dong dong dong… da da da…”
Light and heavy machine gun bullets flew towards them in a crossfire from the ridge. The bullet rain instantly enveloped the squadron leader's team. The screams of the soldiers followed in the squadron leader's ears. When he turned around, he saw a large number of soldiers being beaten into pieces.
A strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings at the same time.
The squadron leader panicked and quickly ordered: "Keep moving forward. The enemy will no longer threaten our safety after crossing the mountain pass. Hurry..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
To the despair of the squadron leader, the sound of intensive strafing from heavy machine guns and the explosion of mortar shells could also be heard from the exit of the mountain pass just a short distance away.
The soldiers who had rushed out of the mountain pass were like ripe wheat, being swept to the ground piece by piece.
Big beads of sweat immediately appeared on the squadron leader's forehead.
He quickly turned around and ran back, shouting an order: "Get back..."
"The Eighth Route Army deployed heavy machine guns and mortars in front..."
The whole raid started very quickly and ended very quickly.
The squadron leader should be lucky that the main force of the regiment is three to four hundred meters behind them, and the Eighth Route Army can only fight here for one minute.
No……
It should be half a minute, and there should be half a minute to retreat, otherwise the Eighth Route Army that just attacked them would be bitten by the main force of the Kwantung Army and would be unable to escape.
The squadron leader had just turned around and thrown himself out of the mountain pass with his survivors, when the gunshots and explosions behind him stopped.
Take another look around.
Only about thirty of his subordinates escaped from the mountain pass with him.
