Chapter 333 Commander, Chief of Staff, Great Victory
"Rumble...Rumble...Rumble..."
Three thunderous explosions suddenly sounded in the three threshing floors of Liuzhuang. Three huge fireballs mixed with billowing black smoke rose from the ground. After rising to an altitude of ten or twenty meters, they quickly spread around, forming three groups of fireballs.
A huge mushroom cloud.
As soon as Ando Ozuo fell asleep, when the explosion sounded, he jumped out of bed like a reflex, put on his military uniform and rushed to the door.
The guard captain rushed to the door of the room at the same time. When he saw Ando Dazuo, he hurriedly reported: "Sir, there is danger in the village. You must leave here immediately..."
After saying that, he arranged for a few subordinates to carry the commander to the existence...
Other troops in the village also moved out of the village in a frantic manner, and there was chaos everywhere.
Ando Daizuo was nervous and puzzled. As he moved, he asked the guard captain: "Why are you moving? What happened to the explosion just now?"
"Could it be that the Eighth Route Army uses thunder cannons to attack the village again?"
"No, the explosive package fired by the thunder cannon only weighs ten or twenty kilograms, so it can't be that loud..."
"Even if ten explosive packets were detonated at the same time, they wouldn't make such a big noise!"
"I don't know about my humble position!" the guard captain replied, shaking his head.
"Three threshing floors in the village suddenly exploded... The troops stationed in the threshing floors suffered heavy casualties... We are worried that there are explosives in other parts of the village. As a precaution, all troops have evacuated the village..."
"It's gunpowder... The Eighth Route Army buried gunpowder in three threshing floors in advance. Each place contained at least 500 kilograms, otherwise the explosion would not have made such a big noise!" Ando Dazuo said with a look of realization after recalling the explosion just now.
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"Notify all troops to evacuate the village..."
"There must be gunpowder buried by the Eighth Route Army in other places. No more troops must be bombed..."
"We also need to arrange troops to go to the threshing floors to rescue the wounded. There are thousands of troops stationed in the three threshing floors. No matter how powerful the gunpowder is, it is impossible to kill them all. There must be many people injured. As long as we rescue them in time, we can
Survive!"
Ten minutes later, the chaotic village finally became quiet.
More than three hundred puppet troops were forced by the Japanese to return to the threshing floor.
Each threshing floor was blown into a large crater with a diameter of more than 20 meters and a depth of four to five meters.
All the Japanese and puppet troops within the pit disappeared. Eighty percent of them were blown into pieces in the explosion, or were directly vaporized by high temperature, leaving no bones left...
All the Japanese and puppet troops within ten or twenty meters of the big pit were blown away by the air waves and landed more than twenty meters away...
The place was covered with corpses of Japanese and puppet soldiers. In some places, there were too many corpses piled together...
These corpses have one thing in common. They don't have any wounds on the surface, as if they were asleep.
If it weren't for the blood oozing from their nostrils, mouths, ears... it would be hard to imagine that they had turned into corpses.
The Japanese and puppet troops further away also fell to the ground. They were not killed on the spot. Some fell to the ground screaming, and some fell to the ground squirming. It was very tragic...
The puppet soldiers who returned to the threshing floor were frightened, their faces instantly turned pale, and they froze on the spot.
"Bagh Ya Road... everyone move, hurry up and rescue the wounded... If one of the wounded dies because the rescue is not timely, everyone will die!" The little Japs supervising the battle were also frightened.
Jumped, but quickly reacted and shouted to urge the puppet troops to rescue the wounded...
Twenty minutes later, a casualty statistics list was sent to the adjutant.
After just a glance, the adjutant's hands holding the statistical table began to tremble, and his eyes immediately widened, showing an expression of disbelief.
He quickly looked at the subordinate who sent him the statistical table to confirm whether the data above was true.
The subordinate nodded solemnly, and the adjutant could only sigh and walked up to Ando Daizuo.
"Captain...the situation has been investigated clearly!"
"The Eighth Route Army buried a large amount of gunpowder in three threshing grounds in advance and used telephone wires to detonate it..."
"The telephone line was connected from the threshing floor to the existence... After the troops stationed in the threshing floor fell asleep, the Eighth Route Army hiding nearby suddenly detonated explosives..."
"A total of 328 bodies were found at the explosion site... 349 seriously injured people..."
"Nearly two hundred and fifty people are still missing... We think these soldiers have been bombed!"
"The mopping up force has lost a total of 935 people...including 655 imperial troops and 280 imperial alliance troops!"
"Two large-caliber mountain guns, three field guns, four infantry guns, and eight ordinary mortars were also destroyed..."
"Fortunately, our ammunition was placed in the yard next to the threshing floor, so there was no explosion..."
"If the ammunition is also in the threshing floor, the shells are blown up and explode, our casualties will increase by 50%!"
"So many! You're not mistaken!" Ando Daizuo asked with disbelief on his face.
The adjutant also didn't believe the data on the statistical table, but he knew that his subordinates would not make mistakes on this kind of issue, so he answered firmly: "Everything I just reported is true!"
"The Imperial Alliance Army is transporting the seriously injured and the bodies outside the village...If you don't believe it, captain, you can go and see for yourself!"
Ando Daizuo was really frightened this time. If the guard hadn't reacted quickly and quickly supported him, he almost fell to the ground.
Finally, he forced himself to stand firm, sighed and asked, "How many troops do we have left now?"
"Excluding the losses just now, the losses on the first day of the raid were relatively large..." the adjutant replied hesitantly.
"I want specific data, I don't have time to listen to this nonsense!" Ando Dazuo said anxiously.
The adjutant could only answer: "Since the sweep, we have lost a total of 872 people, mainly the Imperial Alliance Army, and only 218 Imperial Army members..."
"Including just now, we lost a total of 1,807 people, including 873 imperial troops and 934 imperial alliance troops..."
"There are still more than 3,300 people in the army who can continue fighting..."
"Including more than 1,100 Imperial Alliance troops and more than 2,200 Imperial troops..."
Ando Daizuo is in a terrible mood now...
More than an hour ago, he was still dreaming of capturing Baipogou and annihilating the independent regiment.
In a blink of an eye, this dream was shattered, and the mopping up force dropped sharply from more than 4,000 people during the day to more than 3,000 people now, almost half of whom were killed or injured.
He really wanted to curse, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.
This accident happened so suddenly that no one expected it, and even if they wanted to hold people accountable, they couldn't find anyone.
After some hesitation, he decided to let the troops camp again outside the village, seize the time to rest, and wait until dawn to discuss the whereabouts of the troops.
As soon as the assault battalion was temporarily stationed, several company platoon commanders couldn't help but exclaimed: "Battalion Commander... the gift you prepared for the little devil is so wonderful..."
"I just feel it's not enough..."
"If the entire Liuzhuang was buried with explosives and detonated at the same time, at worst, more than half of the Japanese and puppet troops sweeping our middle route would suffer casualties."
Huang Yu replied with satisfaction: "I want to, but we don't have the conditions!"
"Just three threshing floors have used up all the gunpowder sent by the regiment leader. We don't have the raw materials to bury more explosive sites."
"The Japanese and puppet troops are not vegetarians either..."
"The more explosive sites we bury in the village, the more phone lines we use, the more complex the lines are, and the greater the risk of exposure..."
"If a phone line is discovered by the Japanese, and the Japanese follow the clues and find the gunpowder, all our arrangements will be in vain!"
"After comprehensive consideration, we only arranged three explosion points in three threshing floors!"
"The terrain there is flat. In the eyes of the Japanese, it should be the safest and the place with the largest number of troops. It can also unleash the full power of the gunpowder explosion..."
"Sure enough... when more than 600 kilograms of gunpowder exploded, almost all the Japanese and puppet troops in the threshing floor were blown up... The result was better than we imagined!"
"After this battle, the total strength of the middle sweep force will definitely be reduced to less than 3,500 people!"
"As long as we kill a few hundred more people, the main force of the regiment will be sure to wipe out all the Japanese and puppet troops here in one battle!"
At the Baipogou Independent Regiment Headquarters, when the big sweep began, Kong Jie stayed here waiting for news.
The reinforcements sent by the New 1st Regiment and the New 2nd Regiment are already in place and are using layers of blocking positions along the highway to slow down the Japanese army's mopping up speed and consume their troops.
The assault battalion was not idle either, killing nearly a thousand Japanese puppet troops in just three or four days...
But they were still far from the goal of annihilating two thousand enemies, and the Japanese were becoming more and more cunning. Huang Yu was under great pressure to successfully complete the mission.
The main force of the regiment was hidden in the mountains, waiting for the assault battalion to complete its task of annihilating the enemy before coming out, catching the Japanese by surprise.
It can be said that if the independent group wants to turn defeat into victory and win this counter-mopping up, the key lies in Huang Yu.
"The Sword Comes"
As long as he can complete the task, nothing will be a problem.
If the assault battalion fails to complete its mission, the main force of the regiment will lose the opportunity to completely wipe out the mopping up troops in the middle, and will not be able to stop the Japanese mopping up troops.
"Captain, Xiao Huang's place is under increasing combat pressure. I heard that after the Japanese used a large number of heavy artillery and aircraft, they have given up using blocking positions and switched to other methods to consume the Japanese and puppet troops!" Chief of Staff Li Wensheng was studying the assault.
While analyzing the current situation facing the camp, his face was full of sorrow.
"Although guerrilla warfare is good, it is difficult to cause a major blow to the enemy. It is too difficult to kill two thousand Japanese puppet troops in a few days!"
Kong Jie was also worried, but when he thought of Huang Yu's confident look before leaving, he became calm again.
After thinking for a few seconds, he comforted the chief of staff: "Xiao Huang asked me for two thousand kilograms of gunpowder before leaving, and he also left a platoon of thunder cannons."
"As far as I can remember, Xiao Huang never fights a battle that is uncertain!"
"The gunpowder and thunder cannons he asked me to take away must be of great use!"
"As of today, he has only used thunder cannons, and the two thousand kilograms of explosives have not been put into use yet!"
"I think those explosives will bring us a huge surprise once they are put into the battlefield!"
"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be good news in the next two days!"
Li Wensheng couldn't think of any other way to break the situation, so he could only accept Kong Jie's comfort.
Just when the two thought that tonight was going to end like this again, Zhang Xuelin, deputy commander of the communications platoon, suddenly rushed in with a smile on his face: "Regiment leader, chief of staff...good news..."
