At this time, Takeda Kazuo was still using the radio to urgently contact the headquarters:
"I don't see any supplies!"
"It's impossible. No supplies were airdropped to the village. The pilot must have made a mistake!"
"If you don't replenish us with ammunition, we will run out of ammunition and food!"
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Yoshio Shinozuka, who was commanding the headquarters, was very confused when he received these telegrams. The pilots clearly reported seeing the military flag and accurately airdropped supplies to the target area. Why did Takeda Kazuo repeatedly emphasize that there was no airdrop?
After thinking about it, Yoshio Shinozuka seemed to understand what was going on: "Smoke, military flag... the cunning Eighth Route Army, they deceived the imperial pilots!"
The next second Yoshio Shinozuka realized the seriousness of the problem. If the facts were what he thought, then this batch of supplies should fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
As one goes and the other goes, the Takeda Brigade is in danger!
Thinking of this, Yoshio Shinozuka immediately reported to Kazuo Takeda: "The supplies may have fallen into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, and the Eighth Route Army is likely to launch a fierce attack on you. I will airdrop another batch of supplies to your department immediately, and at the same time, the Ninth Brigade will speed up.
Move closer to your department! Please stick to it!"
Takeda Kazuo was stunned when he received the telegram.
Although he had already had a premonition that this would be the case, now that it was confirmed, it still made his heart tremble.
The reason why his troops were able to block the Eighth Route Army's attack was entirely due to superior firepower and equipment.
If this batch of supplies falls into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, it will close the gap between them to a considerable extent, and the imperial army's ammunition is seriously insufficient, so this battle...
Thinking of this, Takeda Kazuo no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order: "Order, be prepared for a decisive battle. The Eighth Route Army will launch a general offensive soon!"
"Yes!" the staff officer responded. Just as he was about to give the order, he found a burst of howling artillery shells in the air.
Then there was a loud "boom" sound, and rows of artillery shells accurately hit the Japanese defense line.
Of course Takeda Kazuo could tell that this was the Type 92 infantry cannon commonly used by the Imperial Army. When he listened to the direction, the sound of the cannon was coming from the west.
It was already obvious that the Eighth Route Army in the west had robbed him of supplies.
Kazuo Takeda gritted his teeth with hatred at the thought that the enemy was using his artillery to bombard the Imperial troops.
But hate comes after hate, Takeda Kazuo immediately realized that the west defense line was in danger. Without thinking much, he immediately ordered: "Order the Asano team to reinforce the west defense line immediately!"
There are about fifty people in a Japs team. This Asano team is Takeda's only remaining reserve team. Takeda Kazuo hopes to maintain the Japanese defense posture in Xuequyu Village at this last moment.
But it's already too late...
The Eighth Route Army's attack on the Japanese was not launched with a random blast of artillery. Li Yunlong launched it after a series of careful studies and coordination with the 91st Regiment.
When Wang Xuexin and Wu Lei led the Seventh Company for intense bombing training, Li Yunlong said to Zhao Gang with a solemn expression: "Old Zhao, this may be our last chance!"
Zhao Gang nodded in agreement.
Fifty rounds of shells for two cannons were only enough to prepare for one artillery fire.
And from the perspective of the suddenness of the battle, if the first raid fails, the Japanese will be prepared for the second time, and it will be difficult to fight.
So we can only win one battle and shoot out all the cannonballs at once.
But how to hit this shell, where to hit it, and whether it can have the expected effect... It was Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang who took great pains.
Li Yunlong thought for a while and finally decided to aim these shells at his position.
"Aim at your own position?" Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong in surprise: "Are you crazy? Have you ever fought like this?"
Li Yunlong replied coldly: "I said aim at your own position, and I didn't say hit your own people!"
Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then nodded in realization.
What Li Yunlong said is correct.
At this time, the Independent Regiment was engaged in a difficult tug-of-war with the Japanese in the village, with positions changing hands repeatedly between the enemy and ourselves.
If you aim the muzzle of the artillery at your own position and then take a small step back to wait for the enemy to attack before launching a fierce counterattack, the artillery fire will definitely be accurate and hard.
Li Yunlong said thoughtfully:
"You need to pull back your fist a little, so you can hit it harder!"
"We don't know the distance to the enemy's position, nor do we know the enemy's hiding spot, but we know the situation of our own position very well."
"As for the distance, the location of the houses and the earthen walls, I asked Laojiu to measure them for me clearly!"
"If he can't hit it accurately again, let him come to me with his head raised!"
Laojiu's name was Chen Liangjiu. Because his name sounded like wine making and he was an old artilleryman in his forties, he was called "Laojiu" by the soldiers.
Since the sacrifice of the master artilleryman Zhu Zhu, the most accurate cannon in the independent regiment is Lao Jiu. It is said that as long as he walks through a place and picks up the cannon after he goes out, he can call everyone by name, ensuring that they will not leave.
ten.
Laojiu didn't dare to neglect. After receiving the order, he went to the front line in person. He measured the distance with his steps while writing down all the points... Laojiu didn't have any merit, but he had a good memory. He could remember everything in his mind at a glance.
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Then Li Yunlong called Li Changfu, the leader of the 91st Regiment: "Captain Li, I won't go around the bush and say nice words to you. The Independent Regiment is going to launch a general attack on the Japanese. I hope Commander Li can cooperate with me!"
Li Changfu felt angry when he heard this.
Well, Li Yunlong, your independent group came to cooperate with our 91st group, and now you want the 91st group to cooperate with you?!
However, Li Changfu also knew that time waits for no one. The Japanese reinforcements were about to arrive. The guerrillas were clinging to them and trying to slow down their advance. There were casualties every minute and every second. This was not the time.
When you are angry.
Thinking about it, Li Changfu nodded and said: "Sure, if you, Li Yunlong, have the ability to eat this Xuequyu Village in one bite, I, Li Changfu, would also enjoy the beauty of adulthood. I am afraid that you are like a pig with a green onion stuck in your nose. Not only will you not be able to chew it off, but you will also suffer losses...
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Li Yunlong interrupted Li Changfu's words with a "hehe": "With the words of Commander Li, I feel relieved. Whatever responsibility is on me, Li Yunlong, I will send a signal flare here, and you don't have to worry about anything over there.
Just shoot out all the artillery shells and attack the Japanese! As for whether we can do it or not... let's just sit on the donkey and read the songbook and see!"
Li Changfu was very arrogant when he heard Li Yunlong's words. He just responded and slammed the microphone back on the base, and then walked around with his hands behind his back.
After walking for a while, he sighed heavily and ordered to the staff: "Be ready for the attack and cooperate with the independent regiment to launch a general attack!"
"What?" The staff officer thought he heard wrongly: "Cooperate with the independent regiment? General offensive?"