As the cavalry entered the battlefield, the high-pressure firepower on both ends of the battle line dissipated. The only sounds on the battlefield were the sound of illumination bombs being fired and the shouts of being hit.
As the cavalry and the fast columns with BT Tiger swords entered the scene, the Japanese who had originally hoped to regain the initiative in the assassination were completely disappointed. They cried and ran towards any place where there was still darkness.
At this moment, darkness is their best cover. As long as they escape into the darkness, they can escape with their lives.
Unfortunately, all of this was already expected by Zhang Sixing. The motorcycle engine made noise, and the kite that was dragged behind was directly launched into the sky.
Even at night when there is no wind, you can still fly a kite. If the kite is big enough to carry a gas lantern to the sky, it will be a weapon in night battles.
The bright gas lamps emitted incandescent light, which made the Japanese soldiers running wildly in the darkness half-open their mouths in surprise.
They really want to complain,
"Can you guys stop being such a scumbag and use the flares properly?"
The illumination time of the flare only lasts for half a minute, and it can rise into the sky with a gas lamp that shines like the sun. Its ability to illuminate the night sky is measured in hours.
The dark night was driven away by the incandescent light with a whip, and the earth was filled with light.
The motorcyclist dragged the kite at a faster speed, trying to keep himself in the darkness. As for chasing down the Japanese defeated troops, that was a matter for the cavalry.
The infantrymen had already begun to clean the battlefield at this time, and carefully attached bayonets to the injured Japanese soldiers.
It's not that Zhang Sixing's men are cruel, but that the Japanese soldiers who were hit by the steel helmet thunder cannot be saved until there is enough penicillin. Therefore, giving them a bayonet is a glorious choice in line with humanity.
"Sir, sir, we actually defeated an entire Japanese division. We only have less than 5,000 people..."
When Hansen Raul found Zhang Sixing with the documents copied from the 101st Division, he was already leaning against the turret of a tank, smoking a cigarette.
After hearing what Hansen Raul said, he asked,
"What are you arguing about? What we dealt with tonight was just a Japanese army of no more than 10,000 people after a fierce battle in Shanghai. We also killed the cavalry and an infantry brigade early this morning, and we still lacked two detour regiments."
After hearing Zhang Sixing's analysis, Hansen Raul's excitement calmed down unconsciously, but he still shook the document in his hand unwillingly.
"Then we also defeated a Japanese division with the collected troops..."
"It's not something to be proud of. Anyone who can use their brains on the battlefield can do it. Clean the battlefield quickly and take away all the cannons with shells. It is estimated that the outflanking Japanese infantry are not far away from us now. I don't want to fight with them again."
Fight it."
"Don't worry, sir. I think they will get the order to move closer to the division headquarters now. Rather than annihilating us, perhaps it is more important to save their division headquarters."
Zhang Sixing curled his lips indifferently, Hansen Lauer's analysis was correct.
If Zhang Sixing is the commander of the 101st Division, what he is considering now is to prevent the senior officers of his division from falling into the hands of the Chinese.
It is embarrassing for a division to be defeated by the Chinese army, but it is even more embarrassing for a division's senior officers to be captured.
Zhang Sixing was not very happy about the victory in this battle.
He just used the mobile warfare theory of the German armored forces and then added the traditional mobile warfare of the people's army.
It's just that now he has cars, motorcycles, war horses, and ostrich boots. His ability to fight mobile warfare has surpassed the mechanized troops, at least completely surpassed the Japanese mechanized troops.
Under the light of the gas lamps in the sky, the cavalry harvested the last wave of heads, and then returned to the battlefield and began to clean up the battlefield as ordered.
Before twelve o'clock, Zhang Sixing and his men had finished cleaning the battlefield and quickly evacuated.
What made him a little regretful was that he had already blown up the heavy artillery, and there were only about twenty ordinary field artillery pieces. Most of them should have been lost in the artillery battle with the Chinese army on the Songhu battlefield.
But the good news is that he harvested four 25mm double-barreled anti-aircraft guns. Apparently in the early stages of the Songhu battlefield, the Japanese were a little allergic to Chinese fighters.
These 25mm anti-aircraft guns were obviously taken from battleships. Although they are powerful, they are equally heavy.
However, Zhang Sixing preferred anti-aircraft guns due to the lack of future supplementary equipment for field guns.
However, this type of 25mm anti-aircraft gun, which was called "the sinking of the Yamato" and was copied from the French, was famous for its poor performance in the war, just like the Japanese heavy machine guns and crooked handles.
In the early days of World War II, this kind of artillery and aircraft would be useless, but for Zhang Sixing, this thing was better against infantry and Japanese 97 medium tanks and all previous tanks. Armored vehicles had no pressure and were better.
At this moment, after defeating the 101st Division in a battle, the troops led by Zhang Sixing obtained more than 500 horses, nearly 40 three-wheeled motorcycles, 20 trucks and 50 carriages from the 101st Division's baggage regiment.
By the way, there are more than a thousand bicycles.
Now when his men set out on the road again, there were no soldiers walking anymore.
However, all of Lu Feizhang's men were sitting on the vehicle, and the ostrich boots were put on by Battalion Commander Xue's men from Shaanxi, secretly known as Zhang Sixing's disciples, to practice using the ostrich boots.
After all, they will use the "Eight Breaking Blades" of the 29th Army, which is more suitable for crushing hand-to-hand combat than Lu Feizhang's men, who are suitable for special operations.
"Didi... didi... didi..."
Captain Qin Derong, who was leading a group of female communications soldiers, could not really let go of the thought until the battle was completely over for a day. On this day, he was hiding in the woods with the miscellaneous soldiers camp of the old smoker Li Youtian.
Now Zhang Sixing's arrangement surprised him again.
"Get in this car, and remember to send a report to the officer corps and tell them our results."
"Send a report, how do you send it from a car..."
Captain Qin Derong, who is in charge of the confidential radio station, is not proficient in technology, but he also knows that to make the radio station work well, a long antenna is indispensable.
If an antenna can be placed just outside the canvas shed of the car, the communication distance will probably not be far.
"Sir, the antenna is not in use. The chief of the advisory group can't blame us."
The female radio soldier under his command saw Qin Derong's worried look and couldn't help but comfort him.
Just at this moment, the canvas hood of the car was lifted from the outside. Then a tall figure wearing the new combat equipment that was said to have been brought from Germany appeared in the car with an oil lamp lit.
The person came with a lot of things and threw them in before getting in the car.
The female soldiers took one look and exclaimed happily,
"Yeah, cans, candies and..."
"Yes, beautiful ladies, our Chief Zhang is very gentlemanly. That is your midnight snack. Besides, I ask you to believe that the antenna is a very simple thing."