"Quick... run forward and quickly enter the front position!"
Tian Shoudong, the leader of the 687th Regiment, stood in the middle of the team and kept cheering up the soldiers who were already running out of breath.
"Comrades, persistence is victory. The brother troops of the 770th Regiment are fighting fiercely with the Japanese. We must enter the position as soon as possible to replace them. We must not let the efforts and blood of the brother troops go in vain!"
"Woooo..."
As soon as Tian Shoudong finished speaking, a whistling sound like a strong wind sounded in the sky, and like a strong wind blowing, streaks of fire rushed towards the Japanese position opposite like a epidemic.
While everyone was stunned, the Japanese position, which was shooting at the Eighth Route Army position within their visual distance, instantly turned into a sea of flames. Even though they were a mile away, they could still hear that the Japanese position was all covered in flames.
and shrouded in thick smoke.
More than ten minutes later, the soldiers of the 387th Regiment finally arrived at the position of the 770th Regiment, which was said to be the most dangerous. However, upon entering the position, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
Opposite them, a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers wearing gray military uniforms were launching a fierce attack on the Japanese positions. Above their heads were the roars of bombers and fighter jets.
They could even clearly see formations of fighter jets flying in the sky constantly swooping and strafing towards the Japanese positions, raising their noses and then swooping and strafing. The sound of bomb explosions could be heard from the positions in the distance.
When Commander Lin and Xu Dahai arrived, they saw that everyone from the 687th regiment, from the commander to the soldiers, was in a sluggish state.
When Tian Shoudong saw Xu Dahai walking away covered in sweat, he couldn't help but ask: "Brigade commander, what on earth is going on? Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? When did our Eighth Route Army become so arrogant?"
"how could I know?"
At this time, Xu Dahai also had a dull look on his face. Looking at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were launching a fierce attack on the Japanese positions under the cover of aircraft, artillery and machine guns, he always felt that the style of the painting was so inconsistent.
It stands to reason that the Japanese army should not be launching a fierce offensive against them now. The soldiers of the 770th Regiment are risking huge casualties to hold their positions with declarations. Why is the situation now reversed? This has always been used to
Xu Dahai and his team are not used to the hard times!
It was Commander Lin who was the first to regain his composure. He waved his hand: "Okay, don't be in a daze. Go to the headquarters and get in touch with their commander. I remember that the leader of the 770th Regiment should be Zhang Xunqian.
, I don’t know if he is in the position or not.”
The group of people entered the headquarters, and as expected, Zhang Xunqian was indeed not at the headquarters, but went to the front line in person, leaving only the chief of staff behind to take charge.
The chief of staff of the 770th Regiment saw Commander Lin, Xu Dahai and others approaching and hurriedly came over to greet them.
Teacher Lin did not talk nonsense, but asked directly: "What is the situation ahead now?"
The chief of staff replied: "Reporting to the commander, our regiment is currently launching an attack on the 87th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese 9th Brigade, which is facing the enemy. The Japanese army is resisting tenaciously under our regiment's offensive, and the two sides are fighting fiercely."
Xu Dahai couldn't help but praise: "You fought well. One regiment actually dared to launch a counterattack against a Japanese regiment, and it was able to suppress the Japanese troops and retreat. This is the first time I have seen such a battle."
"The chief gave me the award, but actually it was all the credit of the Liantai Flying Corps.
You must have seen it when you came here just now. We relied entirely on the support of air power to fight against the Japanese. If we were the only ones participating in the war, the situation would probably be reversed."
"Well... if you think so, it proves that you are not drifting yet." Mr. Lin nodded in admiration.
It is nothing if an army can win a battle, but it is the most rare thing to be able to remain calm and understand oneself clearly after winning a battle.
"Teacher, what should we do now?" Tian Shoudong asked.
Commander Lin narrowed his eyes: "You are also an old Red Army soldier and the leader of the 687th Regiment. Do you still need us to teach you how to fight?"
"yes!"
Faced with this division commander who was always taciturn and calm, Tian Shoudong did not dare to ask any more questions. After saluting, he said loudly: "I will immediately summon the soldiers of the entire regiment, and together with the brothers of the 770th Regiment, we will defeat the enemy in front of me."
Japanese Army.”
Hearing this, Commander Lin's expression softened a lot and he nodded: "Go ahead... don't disgrace our 115th Division."
"Just wait for the good news of our victory!"
After Tian Shoudong finished speaking, he strode out of the headquarters.
After Tian Shoudong left, Commander Lin also walked out of the headquarters, stood in a hidden place, raised his telescope and looked silently...
The arrival of the 687th Regiment boosted the morale of the 770th Regiment, which had already had the upper hand, and its offensive became increasingly fierce.
At the same time, it was also the last straw that broke the Japanese army. The 87th Japanese Regiment, which had been struggling to support itself, finally collapsed.
Tian Shoudong felt that he had never fought such a hearty battle in his life. His troops were like a red-hot sharp knife cutting into solidified butter without encountering any obstacles at all.
At this time, he followed the large troops on the charging road. The roads in the mountains and the fields on the roadside looked like they had been plowed over. Occasionally, he saw the mechanical parts of the Japanese trucks that had been blown up and scattered on the ground.
, the paddy fields were covered with corpses of Japanese soldiers, and there were even many wounded Japanese soldiers lying on the roadside moaning in pain.
Not far ahead, a Japanese soldier whose body was broken by bullets was still twitching. A burning Type 89 tank was full of holes like thumbs. Half of his burning body hung beside the turret.
Farther away, a group of Japanese cavalry was desperately fleeing back.
"China Tank!"
There were screams of terror from the front, and an iron-gray Panzer IV tank appeared at the corner. Then the roar of the engine came again in the air. From the sound, you knew that the size of this fleet must be quite large.
The commander of this Japanese cavalry had lost the courage to resist and fled in the opposite direction at all costs. The remaining dozen or so frightened cavalry followed him and ran desperately, while also chasing the tank and the surrounding people from behind.
The group of soldiers wearing German military uniforms surrounding the tank kept shooting.
The soldiers moved forward skillfully and alternately, and soon more tanks and Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared in sight.
Troops of the Eighth Route Army came in a steady stream, like a tide.
As a result, this small Japanese cavalry could only flee backwards instinctively, but in a panic, they ran into a paddy field, and now the situation became even worse.
It was extremely difficult for the cavalry to move in the muddy rice fields. They were soon overtaken by tanks and the Eighth Route Army. After a burst of fierce gunfire, the cavalry all fell in the paddy fields.