Casualty data were reported to the regiment headquarters one after another. Li Yunlong didn't want to listen because he could imagine what was happening on the battlefield. There was no way to do it without using machine guns and flying planes. He knew that this method would not work.
But what can we do now?
Damn it, after so many years of fighting with the little devils, I have never encountered this situation.
But it's normal that we haven't encountered them before. Usually the Eighth Route Army fights guerrillas, and their opponents are mixed brigades without heavy equipment. After fighting for several years, it's rare to even see the shadow of an airplane. But now it's a breath of fresh air.
Dozens came.
"Old Li!" Zhao Gang, who was communicating with the headquarters on the phone, turned back and shouted: "The headquarters ordered us to abandon our position and withdraw into the mountainous area!"
"Withdraw?" Li Yunlong jumped up and said, "The second battalion is fighting fiercely with the Japanese. If we withdraw now, won't we lose the second battalion to the Japanese?"
"This is an order from the headquarters!" Zhao Gang explained anxiously: "The enemy has too many troops, and our army cannot fight the enemy head-on. We can only choose to conserve our strength and withdraw into the mountains! Otherwise, the independent regiment plus hundreds of reinforcements will all be destroyed by the Japanese."
Surround us, and then it will be too late to retreat!"
Li Yunlong didn't say anything. He grabbed the cannon from the shell box and hung it on his body. He shouted: "Monk, come with me..."
"Li Yunlong!" Zhao Gang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "What are you going to do? Ignore the orders of your superiors?"
"Political Commissar!" Li Yunlong Surong said: "The Second Battalion is a brother who has been with me for so many years. You asked me to throw them to the Japanese. I, Li Yunlong, won't do it! If you want to evacuate everyone together, if you want to keep everyone together, it's not just two shoulders."
Do you want to carry a head? Who is afraid of whom! If we want to die, we must die happily!"
As he spoke, he shouted fiercely to the side: "Guard, take the political commissar and retreat first!"
The guards understood what Li Yunlong meant, surrounded Zhao Gang, and took him away by force no matter how he shouted.
At this moment, a burst of choking thick smoke suddenly hit the wind. Soon black smoke billowed outside the cave, and even the sun was covered with only a shadow.
Li Yunlong, who was puzzled, walked out of the regiment headquarters and took a look. He laughed and turned back to the regiment headquarters and shouted: "Political Commissar, we are saved! We can still hold this position!"
Zhao Gang angrily pushed away the guard and walked out to take a look. It was true that the entire valley was filled with smoke, as if there was fog, and there was only a faint shadow of the plane flying in the sky.
"What a good idea!" Zhao Gang choked on the smoke and almost couldn't breathe, but he still said excitedly: "Now the Japanese plane can't find its target. Who set off the smoke?"
"Do you still need to say it?" Li Yunlong smiled and raised his head: "It must be a good thing Xiao Dongbei did! I did this once when I attacked Xue Ququan Village. I didn't expect this fucking trick to work!"
Not to mention, although what Wang Xuexin did was similar to releasing smoke in Xue Ququan Village, it was actually a little different.
In Xueququan Village, sorghum stalks were burned, and they had to be covered with grass soaked in water, so it couldn't be done without a lot of work.
What is being burned now is rubber tires, using gasoline, and it can be fixed in a few minutes.
Therefore, the smoke is emitted quickly, thickly and abundantly.
It didn't take long for it to work, and the Japanese planes soon had no way to attack because they couldn't find the target.
Matsukawa Murato, who was driving the Type 98 light explosive in the air, looked helplessly below, and then asked his deputy to send a message to Okamura Neiji: "The enemy is using smoke, we can't find the target, please ask for instructions!"
Okamura Neji was stunned on the spot when he received the telegram.
He didn't expect that a batch of ground attack aircraft that he had spent so much effort to recruit would end up in such a hasty manner. Not long ago, he thought that the opponent could not crack it and thought that he had found a way to attack the anti-slope fortifications. Unexpectedly, he failed.
It was resolved by the other party...
Moreover, this method seems to be transferable to other battlefields.
For example, when Japanese fighter planes attack other places, they can also release smoke to protect themselves.
Okamura Neiji gritted his teeth and ordered with a straight face: "Send the order, the 18th Independent Flying Group withdraws to Taiyuan."
The headquarters located in Lujiagou did indeed think, as Zhao Gang said, that this was a battle that could be won or lost.
The commander sighed and said: "This is not because the anti-slope fortifications are not good, nor is it that the soldiers did not fight resolutely enough. It is because we did not consider that the enemy would put so many aircraft into the battlefield. Under this kind of air-ground coordinated attack, the counterattack
I’m afraid even the slope fortifications won’t be able to hold up!”
The chief of staff nodded and asked: "Then, should other places also retreat?"
The leader nodded with a heavy heart and ordered: "Order all ministries to abandon their positions and withdraw into the mountains to fight guerrillas with the Japanese!"
After giving the order, the leader let out a long sigh.
He felt guilty.
It was he who ordered this battle, but he still failed to withstand the Japanese attack.
He is responsible for the soldiers and fellow villagers who were killed and injured in this battle.
Just when the chief of staff was about to give the order, a staff officer who was answering the phone turned his head in surprise and joy and reported: "Chief, chief of staff, Zhaojiayu phone, they blocked the enemy's attack!"
"What?" The leader suddenly stood up from his chair and asked in disbelief: "How did they block it?"
The staff officer replied: "It is said that it was a platoon leader who had an idea and took off the tires of the Japanese car and set them on fire. The whole position was filled with black smoke and the Japanese plane could not find its target!"
The commander and chief of staff were stunned when they heard this, then they looked at each other and laughed.
"It's not bad!" said the chief: "If you can think of this method, it's probably Xiao Dongbei's fault!"
The staff officer who answered the phone said, "Confirmed, it's Xiao Dongbei."
The chief of staff shook his head and said with a smile: "This little Northeastern, the devil will be unlucky for eight lifetimes if he encounters him. He can think of any trick he can think of!"
In fact, this was not the trick that Wang Xuexin thought of. This method was also learned from the Volunteer Army.
When fighting the enemy, the Volunteer Army also had to deal with the enemy's aircraft all day long. The various fighter planes were like mosquitoes that could not be driven away or knocked down. They would swoop down and bombard the enemy when they found the air.
Then the volunteers came up with a way. Whenever there was any action, such as marching during the day, they would burn used tires along the way.
As long as the tires are burned, the smoke will cover the sky and the sun, and even enemy aircraft flying overhead can only look at the smoke and sigh.
Wang Xuexin had seen relevant documentaries in modern times, so he knew this method, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy now.
Watching the Japanese planes flying away one after another, Huzi became happy. He continued to pile rubber into the fire and said: "Platoon leader, should we get more tires on the body in the future? I didn't expect this thing."
It can also deal with airplanes!”
Wang Xuexin replied angrily: "How many can you bring? It's best to remove all the tires here and hang them on your body!"
The soldiers laughed when they heard this.
At this time, a plane suddenly swooped down in the smoke and dropped a bomb.
Wang Xuexin only had time to shout "Lie down", and then he lost consciousness with a "boom".