"Captain, our forward troops encountered continuous harassment by the China Army and suffered heavy losses."
Shen Biao knew that just relying on a few hundred of them to fight against an opponent who was not the Japs was no different from trying to shake a tree with a fly.
Now hundreds of brothers in the entire battalion were fighting in separate battles, hiding far away from the enemy on both sides of the road where the Japanese were traveling. Although the scale of the battle seemed small, it caused a lot of damage to the Japanese in a short period of time.
In less than an hour, the Japs' vanguard squad had been replaced by two people, while those ubiquitous cold guns and cannons were still firing.
There seemed to be infinite murderous intent hidden in those woods and ravines, making every Japanese's nerves tense like a tightrope, fearing that a bullet would fly out from nowhere and kill him.
Sometimes the Japs could see the guerrillas wandering near the highway from a distance, but they were all out of range. The Japs sent small groups to kill them. When the Japs moved like this, they would move towards the distance. run.
When the Japs returned to the road, they reappeared in the Japs' field of vision. From time to time they would come up and take a bite, which made the Japs' teeth itch with anger.
"Cunning Chinaman!"
Captain Yamazaki, the Japs' forward, was so angry that he gritted his teeth when he saw the casualty figures reported by his subordinates. However, he had no way to deal with these guerrillas wandering in the wilderness.
"Report, the road ahead has been dug..."
Before Captain Yamazaki of Japan could figure out how to deal with the attacking guerrillas, a new problem appeared in front of them.
In order to pursue speed, almost all of the Yamazaki Infantry Brigade were mechanized troops, and almost all of Gaoyou's trucks and three-wheeled motorcycles were assigned to them.
But now what we were worried about still happened, and those hateful guerrillas dug up the road again.
The road was dug up, so they had to get off the car and march on foot. When could they attack Jieshou?
However, when Captain Yamasaki personally walked to the dug-out road, he was still so angry that he vomited blood.
The guerrillas have gained experience in digging roads. In order to prevent the Japs from rushing to repair them, they dug deep and wide, and even diverted water from the ditches, forming a quagmire on the road. The Japs did not spend half a day trying to open the road. Truck passing? Don't even think about it.
What made the Japanese even more desperate was that there was not just one cut-off road, but one that was one or two hundred meters away. If they filled it all the way, it would be impossible to complete such a huge project in less than half a month. Engineering.
Yang Ling was not idle during the winter training. He organized civilians to further improve the defense system in this area, and these dug bumpy roads were the masterpieces of that time.
The Japanese relied on roads to project troops and transport artillery and ammunition, but digging the roads meant that the Japanese artillery had to stay on the roads, which could weaken the Japanese firepower to a certain extent.
The Japs who cannot ride in trucks can only move forward on foot, which not only slows down their speed, but also makes the Japs tired quickly with the cold gun attacks. Tired troops are much worse than the more powerful troops. Much easier.
When the news that the road ahead was dug up reached the Japanese commander Shouichi Watanabe.
"If the Chinese people can only play these childish games, then they will be dead this time!"
A sneer flashed across the face of Japanese commander Shouichi Watanabe. He had already summed up the experience of the last failure. This time he not only prepared a large number of trucks, but also organized a lot of pack horses.
Even if the road is dug out, their troops can still advance north, and a large amount of ammunition will be transported by pack horses.
"Order the Yamazaki Infantry Brigade to immediately abandon its vehicles and attack on foot, without giving the Chinese any chance to breathe!"
"Hiyi!"
This time they marched north with heavy troops. Such a huge force was the confidence of the Japanese detachment leader Watanabe Shouichi. He did not believe that sporadic harassment could stop them.
He wanted to use his absolute strength to crush the Northern Jiangsu Corps and let the Northern Jiangsu Corps know that their Imperial Japanese Army was invincible.
Soon, the forward Yamazaki infantry brigade who received the order abandoned their vehicles one after another and began to advance towards the boundary on foot.
All the bridges leading to Jieshou were demolished by the brothers of the Jiangsu North Corps, and the Japanese troops had to wade across the river.
"Da da da - da da da -"
When the Japanese soldiers arrived at the water's edge in great force, the officers and soldiers of the Jiangsu North Corps on the other side began to organize a battle. Bullets rained down on the Japanese soldiers crossing the river.
The Japs were attacked by cold guns along the way. This time, the vanguard team had just climbed onto the river bank and before they had time to disperse, they were enveloped by a hail of bullets.
"Puff!"
"Ah!"
On the wet river bank, several concealed machine guns fired in a fan-like manner at the same time. The team of Japanese soldiers who gathered together and wore shoes were defenseless and became the targets of massacre.
One by one, the Japanese trembled and fell down in various postures, with blood flying everywhere. In just a few breaths, the more than 50 Japanese soldiers who had not dispersed after crossing the river were beaten into sieves.
Many Japanese who had fallen into the water were bleeding, and large areas of the river were dyed red.
The Japanese follow-up troops in the distance immediately rushed over after hearing the gunshots, but what they saw was a pile of dead companions, and not a single one was left alive.
"Bagaya road!"
Looking at the guerrilla officers and soldiers on the other side of the river, the Japanese soldiers raised their guns and fired angrily. The whistling bullets flew across the river, causing the withered grass and soil to splash across the river.
"Little devil, eat the cannonballs!"
Seeing the little Japs arrogantly lying on the river bank and shooting at each other across the river bank, the brothers in the mortar team showed a sinister smile.
"Boom!"
The two mortar shells, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, hit the Japanese who were gathering more and more on the other side.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The Japs were too dense, and with two dull explosions, more than a dozen Japs were suddenly thrown into the air, and then torn into pieces, and a large sheet of blood mist filled the air.
"You little devil, go see the Lord of Hell!"
Seeing the chaos caused by the bombing of the Japanese, the brothers in the mortar team deployed on the other side of the river laughed happily and fired at the Japanese indiscriminately.
The muffled sound of "Bang, bang!" continued, and the Japanese's flesh and blood flew everywhere as they hurriedly avoided.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
Soon, the Japanese heavy machine gunners finally arrived. Three Type 92 heavy machine guns were lined up in a row, and they launched a crazy revenge on the other side of the river.
The Japanese's mortar shells followed closely and hit the brothers' blocking positions on the river bank. The ground trembled with rumbles, and the river bank was soon shrouded in gunpowder smoke. Several brothers who were unable to dodge were bombarded into pieces.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
About a squadron of Japanese soldiers did not take off their shoes. Under the cover of machine guns and mortars, like ducks in the water, they launched a forcible crossing from the river dozens of meters wide. The water splashed, the bayonets were sharp, and the Japanese beasts