Major General Miyazawa did not report the attack on Yangquan to the military headquarters. Even after Yoshio Shinozuka was killed, he did not expect that there would be problems in his own rear area.
I stared at the sand table for a long time but couldn't figure out why.
The chief of staff shook his head helplessly: "I can't think of any conspiracy here..."
"Then don't think about it!" Shinozuka Yoshio decided: "Sooner or later, the fox will show its tail. The Eighth Route Army that besieged Lijiapo has been crippled by three regiments of the Yamazaki Brigade. Even if they have a conspiracy, they will not pose much threat to us!
It’s better to cooperate with the Fourth Mixed Brigade and severely damage several regiments of the Eighth Route Army!”
"Immediately send a telegram to the several troops that are reinforcing Li Jiapo, asking them to stop retreating and immediately turn to reinforce the fourth mixed brigade!"
The Dongguan stronghold is the first checkpoint that the assault platoon passes through when returning to the base area.
Although the Lijiapo battle is over, the troops that reinforced Lijiapo have not yet returned to their respective bases, and the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold are still more vigilant than usual.
Not only were the number of security posts doubled, but roadblocks were also set up on the road next to them, and ten puppet troops were arranged to defend the roadblocks to prevent enemies from taking the opportunity to break through...
"There are car lights in the direction of Yangquan!" the puppet soldiers on guard on the rooftop suddenly shouted.
The Japanese immediately raised their binoculars: three armored vehicles and three troop carriers were driving quickly towards the stronghold on the road three kilometers away.
The Fujiwara brigade had just passed by the stronghold a few hours ago and returned to Yangquan. Immediately afterwards, a convoy drove over from Yangquan, led by three armored vehicles.
The Japanese squadron leader who hurried over took it for granted that the convoy was going to reinforce the brigade leader, otherwise the Fujiwara brigade would have killed them long ago, without even thinking about the possibility that the other party was the Eighth Route Army.
In order not to delay the march of the convoy, he quickly ordered: "Open the roadblock immediately and let the convoy pass... They are going to reinforce the brigade commander. If there is a delay, none of us can bear the responsibility."
On top of the armored vehicle, Huang Yu frowned when he saw that the Japanese were still blocking roadblocks on the highway, and ordered the troops to prepare for the pass.
When the roadblock was less than a kilometer away, the puppet troops guarding the road began to clear the roadblock...
The rifle is slung on the back, without any vigilance...
Huang Yu's frown immediately relaxed: "The Japanese regard us as their own..."
"Everyone, relax your vigilance, replace all weapons with 38-inch caps, and just pass normally. Don't be nervous!"
"Rumble..."
The armored vehicle roared and continued to move forward without slowing down at all, and passed the checkpoint smoothly...
Huang Yu was wearing a Japanese captain's military uniform. When the convoy passed by the gun tower, he stuck his head out of the car window and saluted the gun tower with a military salute.
The little Japanese squadron leader on the top of the turret kept staring at the convoy, and Huang Yu also saw the scene of saluting him.
Although the opponent's troops were small, they were led by a captain. He quickly returned the greeting, feeling even more certain that they were going to reinforce the brigade leader.
At the same time, he ordered his subordinates: "Call Zhangzhuang Checkpoint immediately..."
"Yangquan County has sent an armored convoy to reinforce the brigade. Your Excellency, the head of the brigade, asked them to immediately open the roadblocks and let them pass. Don't delay the speed of the convoy reinforcements..."
In this way, the assault platoon drove three armored vehicles and three cars to easily pass the first two levels and strongholds...
The Prancing Horse Town stronghold is the third Japanese stronghold that the assault platoon must pass through.
Compared with the Dongguan stronghold, it is closer to the Eighth Route Army base area, and there have been incidents where the Eighth Route Army military workers used the road to transport supplies to their base area.
The Japanese and puppet troops stationed here not only strictly inspected the common people from the Eighth Route Army base area, but also the troops from Yangquan. They were very vigilant.
Facing the fast-moving convoy, the garrison at the base not only failed to remove the roadblock in advance, but instead sent a dozen puppet troops and seven or eight Japanese soldiers to block the roadblock behind it, demanding that the convoy stop for inspection.
"Load the bullets and prepare to pass the level!" Huang Yu knew as soon as he saw the posture of the Japanese and puppet troops that he had to force his way through this level.
"Slow down slowly first, so that the Japanese and puppet troops on the road feel that we need to cooperate with them to accept inspection..." Huang Yu continued to order.
"After rushing fifty meters, I suddenly opened fire and tried to kill them all..."
"The two armored vehicles behind suppressed the fire from the gun towers and covered us in clearing the roadblocks..."
Looking at the convoy rushing over on the highway, the Japanese and puppet troops were very vigilant at first, with rifles in their hands and bullets loaded, ready to attack the convoy at any time.
Seeing that the convoy began to slow down, their vigilance suddenly relaxed, and the raised muzzles of the guns slowly lowered and were aimed at the ground again...
“Dong dong dong… da da da…”
The vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun and the crooked handle mounted on the shooting hole suddenly opened fire. The bullets fired by the six light and heavy machine guns were so dense that in the blink of an eye, more than twenty Japanese and puppet troops were enveloped.
The dozen or so Japanese and puppet soldiers standing in the front row were beaten into pieces as soon as the gunshots were fired. They went to see the King of Hell before they knew what was going on. The Japanese and puppet soldiers in the back scattered, some raised their guns to fight back, and some
Turn around and run to the stronghold not far away...
But no matter what their choice is, their struggle is meaningless in front of the steel monster equipped with six light and heavy machine guns...
"Baga, there are enemies inside the armored vehicle... All light and heavy machine guns are firing, stop them at all costs..." On the top of the turret, the Japanese squadron leader was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Although he gave the order to inspect the convoy, it was just a routine inspection and there was no doubt about the convoy's ownership and identity.
As a result, such a big problem was discovered.
He is just a low-level officer, but he also knows that armored vehicles are not ordinary weapons, and generally only troops at the brigade level and above are eligible to equip them.
Within a radius of 100 kilometers, it seems that only the Yangquan garrison is equipped with armored vehicles, so the armored vehicles outside the stronghold must come from Yangquan.
But now that it is in the hands of the enemy, the problem is huge.
Recalling that the Fujiwara Brigade passed by the stronghold in the middle of the night and marched back to Yangquan to aid, a bold guess suddenly appeared in the mind of the squadron leader.
"Did something really happen in Yangquan? Otherwise, how could the armored vehicles equipped by the Yangquan garrison appear in the hands of the enemy?"
The more the squadron leader thought about it, the uglier his face became, and another bold guess came to his mind.
"The Fujiwara brigade returned to the reinforcement base along the road next to the base. The convoy also drove over from this road. It stands to reason that the two troops would definitely collide with each other."
"In the end, this convoy actually showed up here intact and was not destroyed by the Fujiwara Brigade... Could it be that something happened to the Fujiwara Brigade too."
The squadron leader did not dare to think any more and rushed decisively to the second floor of the gun tower.
Prepare to report the stronghold being attacked by enemy armored vehicles and your guess to your superiors over the phone, and also request support.
The opponent is protected by armored vehicles and is invulnerable...
The stronghold was not equipped with direct-fire artillery, and only relied on light and heavy machine guns to counterattack, which could not hurt them, so they had to call for help...
"Moxi Moxi..." the squadron leader shook the phone and shouted into the receiver...
Half a minute passed, and there was no response from the receiver...
A minute passed, but there was still no response from the receiver...
"Baga!" The squadron leader was so angry that he threw the microphone on the table: "Our phone line must have been cut off by the enemy!"
"Go and repair the phone line right away. I need to contact my superiors immediately..."
"Captain...the enemy has begun to clear the roadblocks!" A cry of surprise brought the squadron leader's thoughts back to the battlefield, and he quickly rushed to the gun tower shooting hole to look out.
Two armored vehicles were parked directly in front of the turret, carrying heavy machine guns and light machine guns. They were firing bullets towards the turret desperately to suppress the few fire points on the turret.
The first armored vehicle rushed directly to the roadblock, and moved across the road to cover the soldiers clearing the roadblock...
The method is both violent and fast...
First blow it up with a grenade, then clean up the broken logs and barbed wire...
"Quickly use the grenade to counterattack and kill the enemies who are clearing the roadblocks... We must not let them escape from our eyes..." the squadron leader ordered urgently.
"Boom boom..."
Several grenades quickly hit the armored vehicle. The Japanese squadron leader did not see the Eighth Route Army being killed or injured, but he saw that the last roadblock on the road was blown into several sections by the grenade...
Not only did his counterattack fail to prevent his opponent from continuing to destroy the roadblocks, but he actually helped his opponent.
The dramatic scene made the squadron leader jump so angry that he opened his mouth and began to curse.
"Asshole... did the grenade launcher's eyes go up to his buttocks? I asked you to blow up enemy armored vehicles, not roadblocks!"
Huang Yu was also confused by the scene before him, and quickly called on his subordinates to drag away the blown roadblock...
"Rumble..."
The roar of the armored vehicle suddenly increased, like a sharp arrow leaving the string, and it quickly rushed out...
The armored vehicles and personnel carriers that followed immediately increased their horsepower and disappeared into the night in less than two minutes!
"It's over!" the squadron leader shouted with despair.
He knitted his brows and thought about how to break the situation, then suddenly punched the shooting hole with his fist, and shouted with the last glimmer of hope: "Yes!"
"The enemy drove armored vehicles and cars through our stronghold. If the higher authorities hold me responsible, I will definitely be sent to a military court!"
"The convoy rushed towards the Eighth Route Army base area. The enemy controlling the convoy must be the Eighth Route Army!"
"There are strongholds blocking the road ahead. As long as we notify them in advance to destroy the road, the armored vehicles will not be able to rush through them no matter how powerful they are!"
"Hasn't the telephone soldier repaired the phone line yet? I need to contact my superiors immediately, and I can't delay even a minute!"
"Sir, the telephone line outside was cut off, but the telephone line inside the stronghold is intact!" the telephone soldier reported with a embarrassed look.
"Then go outside and repair..." the squadron leader ordered without hesitation.
"I must contact my superiors within ten minutes. I have something very important to report!"
"If we can't contact you, our entire base will be in trouble!"
The two telephone soldiers rushed out of the stronghold... Five minutes later, "Bang bang..." several gunshots suddenly entered the stronghold, and the two telephone soldiers lost contact.
The squadron leader's face darkened again, he clenched his fists and cursed: "What a cunning Eighth Route Army..."
"First the armored vehicle passes through the checkpoint, and at the same time the phone line is cut off to prevent us from contacting our superiors... Other strongholds and checkpoints do not know that the Eighth Route Army is sitting in the armored vehicle... Not only will they not block it, they will also take the initiative to let us go..."
After saying that, he pointed at a few subordinates and ordered: "The phone is unreliable. You guys set off immediately, run to the Wangzhuang stronghold, let them destroy the road, and stop the convoy at all costs... Set off now."
