The sound of gunfire continued all night, and Yang Ling and the others attacked forward in the pitch-black night. They were so confused that they didn't know how far they had gone.
At dawn, all the battalions in the regiment that attacked at the same time dispersed at night and disappeared to unknown places. The sound of gunfire, sometimes dense and sometimes sparse, could be heard in the distance.
The right wing of the third battalion led by Yang Ling was originally the attack force of the second battalion led by regimental commander Zhang Handuo, but there was no news at this moment. It was not clear whether they rushed to the front or fell behind, and the troops were disrupted.
The Japanese army was also stunned by the sudden fierce attack by the Chinese army. Moreover, the Japanese army cherished their soldiers and did not like to fight at night. After all, at night, their artillery and aircraft could not play their role, which was equivalent to losing a strong arm and combat effectiveness.
Not as good as during the day.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japanese army could not withstand the Chinese army's attack at night, so they had to fight and retreat to preserve their strength, which allowed the Chinese army to take advantage.
Yang Ling's left wing should be attacking the 305th Regiment, but another unit without a flag appeared out of nowhere, causing Yang Ling and others to mistakenly think they had encountered retreating Japanese soldiers, so they rushed forward excitedly.
This force that was rushing forward was not good at it. When they found someone rushing over, they quickly seized a village that was almost blown into ruins.
When the two sides were getting ready to fight, the deputy battalion elder who was rushing forward sharply noticed that the man hiding behind the earthen wall was also wearing a German-style steel helmet, so he hurriedly stopped the attack and avoided a misunderstanding.
"What a shame, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and my family doesn't recognize my family!"
More than a hundred National Revolutionary Army brothers covered in dust and smoke put away their guns and came out of the village. The leader was a battalion commander with several hideous scars on his face.
The troops fought all night and broke through several lines of defense of the Japanese army. Now they were attacking in depth. Although the attack was fierce, the stubborn resistance of the Japanese army also made the brothers red-eyed.
The brothers' military uniforms were blackened by gunpowder smoke and stained with blood. Many of them were so disheveled that they no longer looked human. This led to the two sides almost misunderstanding the exchange of fire.
The deputy battalion commander, Ci Qiang, also knew that it almost led to a big mistake. He smiled and stepped forward to hand the cigarette to the battalion commander who wore the rank of major.
"This little devil's cigarette is really good." Although the major and battalion commander looked fierce with the scars on his face, he was very open-minded. He took a long puff of the cigarette, grinned and began to praise.
This cigarette was taken out by the old smoker from the pocket of the dead Japanese soldier. After a night of fighting, the army progressed smoothly. The brothers developed a good habit, that is, while rushing forward, they did not forget to sweep away the cigarettes on the Japanese soldiers.
As for the spoils of war, every brother now has a bulging wallet and has captured a lot of good things.
The old smoker lit a cigarette for the unfamiliar friendly battalion commander, and lit a match himself. While smoking, he stared at the badge of the battalion commander Scar and asked: "Brother, how can your 7th Army escape?"
Coming here?"
Battalion Commander Scar took a long drag on his cigarette and said: "At the beginning, we stayed with the main force, but in the end the fight was disrupted. All the units were attacking forward, and we lost contact with the regiment headquarters. Who knew?
I came all the way here and almost got shot by you."
Lao Yanqiang smiled sheepishly and said: "There are many Japanese in front of us. It's dangerous for you No. 100 people to act alone. Why don't we rush forward together and take care of each other?"
Battalion Commander Scar raised his head and glanced at Lao Yanqiang and his dozens of people. He curled his lips and said, "You don't have more people than us, do you?"
Lao Yanqiang chuckled, pointed at Yang Ling and others who were coming around from the side of the village, and said, "There are more over there."
"I bet there are still people trying to take advantage of me," Battalion Commander Scar laughed when he saw more than two hundred people coming around from the side of the village. It seemed that he had underestimated these brothers from the 74th Army.
If they were really Japs, I'm afraid they would have to be punished in this poor village today. Seeing how powerful Yang Ling and his group were, not only were they strong soldiers and horses, but none of them were good friends, he felt that if his brothers teamed up with them, he wouldn't be able to do it.
I was disappointed and immediately agreed to take action together without hesitation.
Yang Ling and the others also dispersed in a chaotic manner at night. Not only did the entire third battalion lose contact with the other battalions, but the subordinate companies were also dispersed. It was a confusing night of fighting.
Although you can take advantage of the chaos to attack at night, if the troops in broad daylight continue to attack in a scattered manner like at night, they will suffer a loss. After all, the Japanese army is also very tight, so Yang Ling led the troops to attack while
Gather the scattered skirmishers from each unit to strengthen the army.
Although Battalion Commander Scar was affiliated with the 7th Army, now that it was dawn, the two sides hugged each other to keep warm and immediately acted together as a team.
After fighting all night, Yang Ling and the others didn't know where they were. Therefore, he no longer dared to rush forward and fight as he did at night. Instead, he gathered his troops while inquiring about battlefield news and the situation at the higher headquarters.
The Japanese troops were attacked wildly all night long, and many of the towns they had captured in the previous days were lost. They retreated all the way in disgrace. At dawn, they were able to stop their retreat and re-establish their defense lines, and at the same time contacted the division headquarters.
, waiting for the next instructions.
More than 50 brothers led by Wang Meng, commander of the 3rd Battalion Assault Company, assaulted very quickly. At dawn, they had already advanced along the Longhai Line to a village near the south of Neihuang City.
Wang Meng and the others had been fighting fiercely all night. At this moment, every brother was exhausted and disheveled. However, they were an assault company, and they were going to be at the forefront of all the troops to open a gap in the Japanese defense line. Although they were tired, the brothers were very enthusiastic about fighting.
After dawn, in a hidden mountain col, the assault company commander Wang Meng, who had leg cramps from running, ordered the troops to rest for two hours to eat and sleep to replenish their strength, and sent people to find Yang Ling and others to request the next mission.
More than fifty brothers were paralyzed from exhaustion. They were lying in various places. After eating steamed buns, they lay down on the spot and fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.
Japanese reconnaissance planes passed over the mountain col in waves, but Wang Meng and the others were well hidden, and the Japanese reconnaissance planes did not find any trace of them.
"Company Commander, Company Commander," Wang Meng was also very tired. When he was sleeping, the brother who was sent to contact his superiors came back and woke him up.
Wang Meng grabbed the gun and stood up. Seeing that there was no enemy, he sat back lazily and asked the brother: "Have you found Deputy Commander Yang and the others?"
The brother shook his head: "I met the assault company of the 153rd Brigade. They said that our regiment is still behind, and I'm afraid we won't arrive here until noon."
Wang Meng asked: "Where are the people from the 153rd Brigade Assault Company?"
"They are chasing a group of Japanese soldiers heading north, and they have already arrived in front of us."
"Company commander, should we continue to attack, or should we wait?" Deputy company commander Shunzi came over and asked.
Wang Meng thought for a moment and then said: "Continue to attack! We are the strongest assault company! We can't lose to those guys from the 153rd Brigade."