Just when he was racking his brains to analyze why the reinforcements hadn't arrived yet, the exclamations of his subordinates suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army outside the stronghold has begun to take action..."
The squadron leader looked in the direction of his subordinates' fingers: more than a hundred Eighth Route Army troops poked their heads out from behind the bunker they had just dug, and the bayonets inserted into the barrels of their guns stretched out of the bunker, reflecting bursts of cold light under the moonlight and flares.
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As soon as his face darkened, he began to give orders: "The Eighth Route Army is about to attack... prepare to fight..."
"The artillery aims at a position 100 meters outside the stronghold. As long as the Eighth Route Army rushes there, it will fire directly without my giving an order..."
A second lieutenant asked in a low voice: "Sir... it has been so long and the reinforcements have not yet appeared. The Eighth Route Army launched an attack at this time. Do you think they will have any accidents on the way?"
The squadron leader was thinking about this problem just now and was puzzled.
But you can't tell your subordinates that you don't know, otherwise everyone's morale will definitely be affected.
After a quick thought, he decided to stabilize the troops first before talking about other things. He shook his head and replied: "The reinforcements have a reinforced squadron and two infantry cannons to help..."
"The troops dispatched by the Duer Regiment have been outside the stronghold, and only a few troops have been arranged to go for reinforcements. No matter how powerful this small force is, it cannot threaten the safety of the reinforcements!"
"They must have used some conspiracy that we don't know about to drag the reinforcements on the road, making it impossible to reinforce us immediately!"
"As long as we hold the stronghold, the reinforcements will definitely solve the problem, rush to the battlefield, and surround the Eighth Route Army outside!"
"Everyone is in position and ready to fight!"
"Boom boom..."
Two gunshots rang out quickly outside the stronghold. The squadron leader's eyes immediately widened. Before he had time to react, a violent explosion sounded at his feet. Even the indestructible turret was shaken by the explosion...
"It's an infantry artillery piece. The Eighth Route Army has infantry artillery pieces..." the second lieutenant on the side cried out, and then his whole face turned pale...
"What's going on...didn't it mean that all the offensive artillery equipped by the Duer Regiment were destroyed in the sweep? Where did the two infantry cannons that attacked us come from!" The squadron leader also panicked and shouted with fear on his face.
The reason why he had the confidence to hold on to the stronghold until the reinforcements arrived was that the Duer Regiment did not have the artillery to attack the enemy.
Now the opponent not only has infantry artillery, but also two of them, so how can we fight...
"Sir... we don't have time to figure out the reason... the Duer Regiment has infantry artillery... the gun tower will be blown down at any time, we must leave here immediately..." a Cao commander shouted.
"Retreat...everyone leave the turret, hurry up...boom..."
The second round of artillery shells roared in, and the violent explosion directly interrupted his unfinished order. The turret under his feet trembled again, and there were already signs of pouring...
"Retreat quickly, the turret is about to collapse..." The squadron leader was the first to rush to the stairs, giving orders as he ran...
As we retreated to the third floor of the turret, we could smell the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.
A big hole was blown in the outer wall. Five or six soldiers fell next to the hole. Two soldiers were still breathing, and were dragging their bombed thighs to the ground, squirming and screaming...
The squadron leader didn't care about them and didn't have time to care about them...
The third round of artillery shells will hit at any time, and the turret is about to collapse. It will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the next artillery shell. If you run slower and fail to rush out of the turret before the third shell explodes, there is a 90% chance that you will be buried in the rubble.
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He doesn't want to die yet. As long as the reinforcements arrive on the battlefield in time, the stronghold can still be saved.
"Boom boom..."
As soon as he rushed out of the turret, the third round of explosions sounded behind him, and the nearly ten-meter-high turret immediately began to collapse...
Including the squadron leader, there are a total of thirty-six people in the gun tower...
Hurrying and hurrying, only a dozen people came out.
Another artillery tower nearby also began to collapse after receiving the third shell. A dozen of his subordinates ran toward the squadron leader with lingering fear, carrying a heavy machine gun.
"All troops have entered surface positions and continue to defend the stronghold!" the squadron leader ordered with a happy face.
"The infantry artillery of the Duer Regiment is more than two hundred meters away. The artillery unit will counterattack immediately. We must seize the opportunity to destroy it!"
"Without the turrets, we still have a bunker!"
"We can still hold the stronghold..."
After saying that, he took more than thirty subordinates who had withdrawn from the gun tower and ran to the front line. Two mortar teams of the artillery unit simultaneously fired fake artillery in the open space between the gun tower and the bunker, preparing to counterattack...
As a result, as soon as they set up the two mortars, an explosion sounded nearby.
The squadron leader and about thirty of his subordinates happened to be walking here.
Fire splashed and fragments flew. The three little Japs closest to the impact point were blown away on the spot, and seven or eight Japs were blown over. Their bodies were covered with bloody holes from the fragments...
"It's a mortar..." The squadron leader has rich combat experience and can make a judgment just by looking around.
He threw himself on the ground and analyzed with a sullen face: "The enemy has four mortars... We are being targeted. We must leave here immediately. Get up... move quickly..."
When the order was given, the squadron leader had already climbed up from the ground, spread his legs and ran towards the position.
There are trenches and bunkers there, which can minimize the damage caused by mortar shells!
"Boom boom boom..."
Just after running seven or eight meters, there was an explosion, and the squadron leader was also blown away in the flames. He didn't even have a chance to lie down, and there was no movement after he fell to the ground...
"Boom boom..."
Two infantry cannons joined the battle again, and one infantry cannon stared at a machine gun bunker...
The four mortars were not to be outdone, and a group of four shells hit the open space of the stronghold as if they were free.
More than thirty Japs who escaped from the artillery tower, a dozen Japs from the artillery unit, and a dozen Japs who came from other places were all blown up here. Only a few Japs successfully moved to the forward positions...
"Boom boom..."
The last bunker identified by Wei Dayong had just been destroyed, and before the thick smoke had dissipated, more than a hundred tigers in three companies rushed out of the offensive position.
The light and heavy machine guns mounted on both wings of the offensive position joined the battle at the same time, forming a crossfire to attack the Japanese in the stronghold, providing fire cover for the third company...
The nine snipers of the special operations team were not idle. They rushed out of the offensive position with the third company, and then in groups of two or three, they hid in the sniper spots they thought were the best to hunt down the little Japs.
"There is a light machine gun 150 meters due east, kill him..." the observer said, staring at the Japanese stronghold.
Here, 130 meters away from the stronghold, three people were lying on the ground wearing camouflage nets, blending in with the surrounding environment.
Even if there were flares in the sky, the Japanese in the stronghold would not be able to detect them.
"I saw it..." the sniper replied while pulling the bolt.
"He's a little devil...he really knows how to choose a place, and he actually hid in a pile of ruins..."
"But it's unlucky for him to meet me today... Pa..."
The index fingers of his right hand pulled the trigger at the same time, his shoulders shook, and the light machine gun he was targeting suddenly stopped, and the machine gunner fell into the rubble at the same time.
Upon seeing this, the deputy shooter quickly went to get the machine gun.
More than a hundred Eighth Route Army troops are attacking the stronghold. If one more light machine gun intercepts and fires, the stronghold's chance of repelling them will increase by two points. The machine gun they operate must fire as soon as possible.
Set up the machine gun again, raise the butt to your shoulder and prepare to fire...
"Snapped……"
The sniper who was eyeing them fired again. The deputy shooter was shot in the middle of his eyebrow. His eyes immediately widened and he fell to the ground with an expression full of despair and unwillingness...
Once the machine gunner and assistant gunner died, this crooked weapon became a decoration and could no longer join the battle.
Huang Yong has never had such a smooth attack before.
In the past, when attacking strongholds, the troops also had infantry artillery and mountain artillery.
But even if the artillery blows up all the turrets and bunkers in the stronghold, the remaining Japanese and puppet troops will rely on their surface positions and ruins to resist desperately, and the main attacking force will pay a huge price in the attack.
Their marksmanship was so accurate, and the shooting accuracy of their light machine guns was also very high. The bullets fired almost bounced and bit the flesh. Several crooked guns were fired at the same time. The attacking troops were swept to the ground one by one like ripe wheat!
Huang Yong has experienced this kind of bloody battle more than once. Every time he encounters this kind of battle, the tragic scenes at that time appear in his mind like a movie, and he can't get rid of it.
The attack in front of him was completely opposite to what he imagined.
The light machine gun misfired just after firing. As far as the eye could see, no machine gun fired for more than five seconds.
The riflemen of the Japanese and puppet troops were even more unbearable. Every time they fired, they were shot wildly by several light and heavy machine guns. They were either beaten into pieces or suppressed behind the position, and did not dare to show their faces to fight back.
The attacking troops had advanced more than a hundred meters, and the casualties were less than one platoon, which he had never dared to think of before.
After rushing forward for more than ten meters, they decisively threw themselves at the Japanese stronghold. Dozens of subordinates took action at the same time. The Japanese and puppet troops, who were pinned down by light and heavy machine guns, were able to escape the hail of bullets that hit them head-on, but they could not escape the rain of grenades falling from the sky.
In the violent explosion, Huang Yong accelerated suddenly and rushed into the stronghold with a box cannon in hand.
"First Company, Second Company, follow me, charge..." Wei Dayong was afraid that all the Japanese in the stronghold would be killed by Third Company, so he immediately joined the battle.
The breach has been torn open three times in a row, and they have encountered minimal resistance.
The troops were overwhelming and it took only one minute to break into the stronghold.
Huang Yong has penetrated more than a hundred meters into the stronghold, and is leading two squads to continue the assault, intending to kill an opponent at the stronghold and then fight back...
"I surrender... Commander of the Eighth Route Army, don't shoot..." Seven or eight Japanese soldiers stretched out a white flag made of white towels from the ruins and shouted with fear on their faces.
"Throw the weapons out first...then hold your head with both hands, and come out one by one..." Huang Yong ordered in a deep voice.
Immediately from the ruins came the unconfident response of the puppet army: "Sir... we really surrender... you must not shoot, I don't want to die..."
Huang Yu immediately answered: "First throw the weapon, then hold your head with both hands, and come out one after another... We promise not to shoot... If you don't come out, we will kill them!"
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