Chapter 341 Kong Jie: That boy Huang Yu played well
Huang Yu was leading the assault battalion to the Japanese artillery position.
Cavalry is good at raiding but not at defending.
They have already entered the heavy artillery position, and it is only a matter of time to take it down.
If the assault battalion cannot kill it in time, it will be impossible to stabilize the victory and ensure that the heavy artillery position is foolproof.
In the eyes of the Japanese army, the heavy artillery unit was also their trump card. As long as there was even a ten thousandth chance, they would fight to take it back. Huang Yu would never allow the Japanese to take back the fat meat he had already eaten.
"The speed needs to be accelerated... Comrades behind us should follow up. The cavalry battalion has captured the Japanese heavy artillery position. We must immediately establish a defense line around the position to prevent the enemy from counterattacking!" Huang Yu encouraged the troops as he hurried on.
Just as he was about to rush into the artillery position, Wei Dayong, who was in the lead, suddenly ran towards him.
"Battal Commander... there are more than 200 Japanese and puppet troops on the flanks rushing towards us... they seem to be protecting some important person and retreating back!"
Huang Yu quickly raised his telescope and looked in the direction of Wei Dayong's finger.
The infantry team at the front was not much different from the other Japanese soldiers, so Huang Yu didn't notice much difference.
But soon something strange was noticed from the dozens of Japanese and puppet soldiers in the middle.
In ordinary Japanese troops, an infantry squad would have at most two or three officers with commanding swords.
Half of the dozens of Japanese soldiers in front of us boasted command knives, and several puppet soldiers also wore small pistols...
With so many Japanese and puppet army officers gathered together, Huang Yu could guess their identities even with his eyes closed. Looking at Wei Dayong, he said excitedly: "We are lucky!"
"These devils are escorting their commander to the back..."
"This is fat meat served to our mouths. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it for free!"
"The Second Company continues to advance. After arriving at the artillery position, it immediately establishes a defensive line. It must block all Japanese counterattacks on the artillery position!"
"The company established a defensive line on the spot and blocked the little Japanese captain head-on."
"The reconnaissance platoon will outflank the left wing, and the guard platoon will encircle the right wing!"
"More than half of the light and heavy machine guns we equipped were destroyed in the blocking battle. In a long-distance blocking battle, our firepower is not as good as that of the little devils. We will definitely be beaten!"
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"Only by letting submachine guns and box cannons join the battle can we win a battle and defeat our opponents!"
"Let everyone be calm and put the enemy fifty meters away before shooting. The target must not be exposed in advance!"
"If you don't take action, that's it. If you take action, you'll kill the enemy's forward team!"
Ando Daizuo was being held up by two subordinates and retreated back. As he was walking, gunshots like exploding beans suddenly came from the front. He looked up and saw dozens of guards in front of him falling to the ground one by one, just like cutting leeks.
It seems that no one is spared.
The two Japanese soldiers holding Ando Daizuo jumped to the ground at the same time, allowing him to avoid the hail of bullets flying towards him.
The adjutant was not as lucky as him. Two bullets entered his body at the same time, and he fell to the ground without any movement.
As soon as he died, Ando Daizuo became the backbone of dozens of Japanese and puppet troops around him. They all looked at him after a discussion.
"The blocking force only has less than one company of troops!" Ando Daizuo had already calmed down while running. Although he still didn't have much hope for the next decisive battle, he didn't intend to admit defeat now. He glanced at the battlefield situation and
Judge.
"The blocking firepower seems to be very powerful, but there are very few light and heavy machine guns, mostly submachine guns and pistols with limited range..."
"As long as we keep a distance from them, we can suppress them in the exchange of fire and kill them!"
The captain of the guard immediately took the order.
After a while, more than forty little Japs with good marksmanship were sent to the forefront of the battlefield, and under the cover of five crooked guns, they shot and killed the soldiers of the commando battalion.
"Battal Commander, the little Japs have seen our fighting style. They are hiding six or seven meters away and attacking us from a long distance. Even the submachine guns and pistols we are equipped with cannot hit them!" As soon as the Japs changed their formation, Wei Dayong discovered the problem and found Huang.
Yu reminded with a worried look.
"Let the soldiers hold on!" Huang Yu ordered!
"The Japanese have moved all their troops to the front to attack us. The rear and flanks are empty of troops. As soon as the guard platoon and reconnaissance platoon take action, our crisis will be lifted!"
"We can also besiege on three sides and annihilate all the little devils here..."
Ando Daizuo's mood became happy again.
During the long-distance shooting, Eighth Route Army troops were constantly shot and fell to the ground, and our own casualties were almost zero.
If you continue to shoot like this, in three minutes at most, you will kill all the dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers in front of you.
Since the independent regiment launched its counterattack, it has faced defeats all over.
One moment, the heavy artillery position was attacked, and all the gunners were lost...The other moment, the mortar squadron was attacked by cavalry, and the entire army was almost wiped out...
Faced with bad news one after another, he could not see the hope of turning defeat into victory, let alone ordinary soldiers.
Although the victory in front of them cannot change the overall situation, it can inspire the morale of the soldiers and allow their subordinates to regain hope of defeating the Eighth Route Army.
From this point of view, he must not only maintain his immediate advantage, but also expand his advantage and completely annihilate the Eighth Route Army blocking the way...
Just as he was concentrating on the assault battalion company, thinking about when to launch a general attack, the familiar sound of submachine gun fire suddenly sounded from the flank of the team, and it was nearby...
Ando Daizuo quickly turned his head and looked over.
Dozens of Eighth Route Army troops appeared out of nowhere on the left wing of the team, carrying rifles, holding submachine guns, and holding pistols, and rushed toward them in a skirmish line.
Several submachine gunners attacked and fired at the same time. The guard post they arranged there was defeated in one blow, and they were no match for them...
Dozens of Eighth Route Army troops also appeared on the right wing of the team, with the same weapons and equipment, and they quickly came towards me...
"It's over..."
These two words popped up in Ando Dazuo's mind again.
I was very anxious and gave the order: "Divide into two combat units to block the Eighth Route Army coming from the flanks. Use rifle machine guns to block them from a long distance. Go faster and never let them get close to us!"
It will take time for Ando Daizuo to give orders. The Japanese are on the front line and are firing at Tu Yi Company. It will also take time to mobilize troops.
After the guard platoon and the reconnaissance platoon eliminated the Japanese guard posts, they did not encounter any resistance. As if they were in uninhabited territory, they quickly moved forward and attacked.
By the time the reinforcements from Ando's left wing were in place, the two platoons had already reached thirty or forty meters away.
"Ta da da... bang bang ha..."
Submachine guns and pistols fired together, and a hail of bullets hit the Japanese reinforcements head-on.
There were only more than twenty of them. One submachine gun could kill two of them, and two platoons only needed one round of firepower to annihilate them all!
As soon as they died, Ando Daizuo and a dozen of his officers were instantly exposed to attacks from the guard platoon and the reconnaissance platoon.
Without any courtesy, he pulled the trigger crazily on Ando Daizuo!
At the enemy headquarters in front of the Independent Regiment, Kong Jie saw what he was happy about. He waved his fist again and suppressed his excitement: "I knew that boy Huang Yu would not let go of the Japanese captain..."
"As expected, the two hundred Japanese and puppet troops were completely killed in a roundabout attack... What a great attack!"
After finishing speaking, he glanced at his watch and said: "The little Japanese plane will reach the battlefield in ten minutes at most!"
"If we want to keep the artillery on the Japanese artillery positions, the assault battalion must immediately camouflage them to prevent aircraft bombing. We can only transfer the loot after dark."
"Cavalry Battalion, First Battalion... After destroying the remaining Japanese and puppet troops in the offensive position, the troops immediately divided their troops into concealment, and dispersed and reinforced battalions 2, 3, 4 and 5 in platoon units!"
"By the way, take the heavy machine gun and mortar you just captured with you!"
"In the counterattack just now, one battalion only came out with more than 200 people, and 80% of the other soldiers were sacrificed!"
"The losses suffered by the troops in this decisive battle have been heavy enough. In the next battle, we must destroy the enemy at the minimum cost..."
"Enemies that can be defeated with light and heavy machine guns and mortars must not fight against the Japanese as hard as before!"
"Weng buzz..."
Kong Jie's judgment was very correct. Just half a minute after the order was issued, the buzzing sound of the plane reached his ears.
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, two black spots slowly appeared on the edge of the sky.
The roar became louder and louder, and the black spots became bigger and bigger, slowly turning into two silver-white airplanes with plaster flags on them.
The two planes first circled twice over the battlefield, then assumed a dive stance, like an eagle that had found its prey, and plunged directly towards the ground at a very fast speed...
"Rumble... buzz buzz..."
When the powerful roar was about to deafen everyone's ears, the plane suddenly raised its fuselage and roared over the battlefield close to the ground...
It dived six times in a row before stopping, and continued to hover over the battlefield.
The little devil on the ground was going crazy.
The independent regiment's offensive is becoming more and more fierce, and more and more heavy weapons are involved in the attack...
Almost every five or six minutes, a team is wiped out by the organization.
They finally waited for the planes to come over and expected them to reduce their defensive pressure. As a result, they dived several times in a row without launching an attack and kept hovering in the air.
"Bageya Road, what do the aviation troops do... The Eighth Route Army is all around us, and they don't attack such obvious targets. Do they want to watch us be wiped out!" The Japanese captain who was trapped in an encirclement was very angry.
Cursed.
He held the command knife in his hand with the tip pointed toward the sky. If the plane suddenly landed, he would be so angry that he would want to chop the pilot.
But no matter how he cursed others or vented his dissatisfaction on the ground.
The two planes were still circling in the sky, showing no intention of launching an attack.
In fact, it's not that they don't want to attack, it's that they don't dare to attack.
The main force of the Japanese army was divided into three parts. These three groups of Japanese and puppet troops did not build a ring of fortifications in the encirclement. Instead, they relied on the terrain to get entangled with the besieging Eighth Route Army. There was no particularly clear line of defense between the two sides.
No matter which direction the aircraft launches its attack, it may accidentally injure one's own people in the encirclement.
Thick smoke was billowing everywhere on the ground, and anti-aircraft fire threatened them. As a result, the two planes did not dare to fly too low to drop bombs, and there was a greater chance of accidentally injuring their own people.
In this case, the two pilots could only hand over the problem to Shangfeng and let him decide whether to drop the bomb!
