All the Kwantung Army thought that there would be no more night attacks by the Eighth Route Army tonight, and when everyone could finally sleep peacefully, the familiar and frightening sound of explosions finally sounded in their ears.
The only thing that the Kwantung Army did not understand was that the shells that had just exploded did not directly hit their station, but fell on the defense line directly east of the station.
The wing chief of staff was also awakened by the sudden explosion. He rushed out of the tent and heard that the eastern defense line of the station had been bombarded with artillery fire.
Under the orange-red firelight, the soldiers defending there were blown over and blown away, and the sandbags used to build bunkers were also destroyed in the explosion of artillery shells...
After a while, the sound of gunfire, masked by the explosion of artillery shells, also spread from the east of the station.
It was very sparse at first, with only a few sporadic rifle shots.
Less than twenty seconds later, the sparse gunfire began to become denser, and the sound of light and heavy machine gun fire spread from the east of the station at the same time.
Just as the wing chief of staff was about to send someone to inquire about the situation, he saw a messenger running toward him with a very nervous expression. He gasped and ordered: "Sir..."
"Our defense line was attacked by the main force of the Eighth Route Army. The opponent was equipped with a large number of light and heavy machine guns and mortars. Judging from the firepower, the opponent had at least one battalion..."
"Scattered in the woods, quickly approaching our defense line under the cover of offensive fire."
"The troops suffered heavy casualties, requesting reinforcements..."
The chief of staff of the wing was not a newbie on the battlefield. After hearing the report from the messenger, he slapped himself on the head and said with a regretful expression: "Bagh Yalu, we were fooled..."
"Although the expansion of the garrison and the dispersed camping of troops can reduce the damage caused by sudden artillery fire, there are more and more places in the garrison that need to be defended. Only by dispersing the limited troops can we ensure that the garrison is safe."
"But our infantry only has more than one squadron left. If they are gathered together, they still have the strength to confront the Eighth Route Army head-on. Once they are dispersed, they will easily be defeated by them individually..."
"The artillery, wounded, machine gunners, and heavy equipment in the station have almost no close combat capabilities."
"Once the Eighth Route Army is allowed to enter the garrison, they will turn into a group of lambs to be slaughtered and allowed to be slaughtered by the Eighth Route Army..."
"Order the artillery to immediately provide artillery support to the eastern defense line of the station, and block the Eighth Route Army's offensive troops at all costs. They must not be allowed to enter the station..."
The ordering soldier did not accept the order immediately, but asked hesitantly: "What about the reinforcements?"
"The Eighth Route Army's offensive was very fierce, and the artillery fire was also very fierce. When I left the position, the reinforced team defending there had already suffered more than half of its casualties."
"Without infantry reinforcements and artillery support alone, we cannot stop the Eighth Route Army's attack. Sir, please think twice..."
"The baggage train team dispatched a hundred people to march urgently to reinforce the eastern defense line of the station."
"Then a reinforcement unit will be dispatched from each of the other three directions of the station to march urgently to reinforce the battlefield."
"Go back and tell your captain... Only by blocking the Eighth Route Army's attack can we survive, otherwise we will all die here tonight."
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To the west of the Kwantung Army station.
Duan Peng was holding a telescope to observe every move of the Kwantung Army in front of him.
As expected, there should be more than a dozen Kwantung Army sentinels scattered about two to three hundred meters ahead.
The back door of the sentry is the Kwantung Army security position, with a light machine gun and a dozen riflemen deployed. Behind it is the official defense line of the Kwantung Army station, with more than fifty soldiers stationed, equipped with two heavy machine guns and four light machine guns.
Perhaps affected by the attack on the eastern defense line, at this moment, the little Japanese stationed here are all ready for battle, holding guns and hiding behind bunkers, staring at the front of the position with pairs of big eyes to prevent anyone from sneaking into the position.
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"Battal Commander...there is movement among the little devils on the battlefield..."
A reminder from the second company commander suddenly rang in Duan Peng's ears.
"I saw it..." Duan Peng replied with an excited expression on his face.
Because he clearly saw more than ten little Japs leaving the station, and one of them was carrying a light machine gun and quickly rushed towards the east of the station.
Analysis flashed before his eyes: "Our feint attack force worked..."
"The Kwantung Army has just dispatched a combat unit from in front of us to reinforce the battlefield and block our feint attack force."
"In a short while, our opponents lost more than a dozen little devils..."
"I hope everyone can end the battle within half a minute and enter the Kwantung Army station."
After saying that, he asked the artillery company commander on the other side: "Are the artillery and grenade launchers ready?"
"The harder you hit, the higher your accuracy, the more little Japs you can kill in one round of artillery fire, and the smaller the casualties the troops will suffer during the assault."
The artillery company commander was a veteran, and his mortar fire was particularly accurate. He immediately patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, battalion commander, the artillery company will definitely not miss the mark."
"A sudden artillery attack will definitely help you kill the Japs' two heavy machine guns and the remaining three light machine guns, leaving them no chance to fire a single bullet."
After Duan Peng silently calculated in his mind how far the dozen or so Kwantung Army soldiers who had just been transferred had gone, his face suddenly returned to a serious expression and he gave the order seriously: "Start the attack in one minute..."
"As soon as the cannon fires, the attacking troops will rush out. The faster the better..."
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At this moment, all the Kwantung Army was focusing on the battlefield east of the garrison, praying that reinforcements would arrive in time to assist the garrison in the east to block the Eighth Route Army's attack.
"Boom boom boom..."
A sudden explosion suddenly reached the ears of the wing chief of staff, and it came from behind.
The wing chief of staff was frightened and hurriedly turned back to look at the location where the explosion came from.
Dozens of fireballs rose into the sky, some large and some small.
As a veteran on the battlefield, the chief of staff made a judgment immediately. His face turned pale and he screamed.
"Bageya Road, we have been fooled again..."
"To the west of the station is the main attack direction of the Eighth Route Army. They have assembled at least ten mortars and twenty grenade launchers there... The defense line on the west side is over... Boom, boom, boom..."
Perhaps to prove the judgment of the wing chief of staff, before he finished speaking, the second round of explosions had already spread from the west of the station.
In the dazzling firelight, the wing chief of staff could clearly see the Japanese soldiers and light and heavy machine guns being blown away. Through the firelight, he could also faintly see the Eighth Route Army's attacking troops.
More than two hundred soldiers dodged left and right in the bushes and quickly approached the western defense line of the station.
After more than thirty mortars and grenade launchers, it seemed that all the troops defending the western position had been blown up.
Facing the approaching Eighth Route Army offensive troops, not a single gunshot was heard from the defense line that was still shrouded in artillery fire and gunpowder smoke.
The lack of bullets means that the Eighth Route Army can easily capture the western defense line, then pursue the victory and advance into the garrison...
