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Chapter 617 The Battle of Wanjialing (1)

In the dim night, a large number of troops were rushing towards De'an under the cover of darkness. The crackling burning torches reflected the cold and dark faces.

"Quick, speed up!"

On a raised stone by the roadside, the group leader Yang Ling was standing tall and solemn, speaking from time to time to urge the team that kept passing by.

The Japanese 106th Division did not stop after breaking through the Wutailing area, but quickly moved forward in the direction of De'an.

General Xue Yue, commander of the First Corps, who had figured out the Japs' intentions, decided to eliminate the Japs in the high mountains before they arrived in De'an.

To this end, he mobilized nearly 100,000 troops from Ruiwu Road and Nanxun Line to the predetermined battlefield, hoping to give the Japanese a thunderous blow.

Yang Ling and his 74th Army were also one of the troops involved in the siege. They were ordered to march from Wushimen to De'an to participate in the battle as a mobile unit.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy and exposing the intention of the troops to gather in advance, Yang Ling and other troops who were ordered to participate in the war hid during the day and marched at night to avoid the Japanese aerial reconnaissance.

Troops all the way were gathering intensively towards De'an, Changling, and Wanjialing from all directions, but the Japanese 106th Division, which had penetrated into the mountainous area, was still kept in the dark.

"Commander Yang, the brigade ordered us to arrive at the assembly area and take cover before dawn!"

A messenger rushed along the dark road to convey the order from the brigade headquarters.

"Got it." After Yang Ling responded, the ordering soldier saluted and ran into the darkness again.

"Tuanzong, we have been running for most of the night, and we really can't run anymore. Let the brothers rest."

As soon as the messenger left, Liu Yidao, the commander of the third battalion, found Yang Ling out of breath.

Yang Ling also knew that his brothers were exhausted, but the military situation was so fierce that they had to hide at dawn and could not arrive at the assembly area on time. If they let go of the Japanese 106th Division, everything would be in vain.

"No, we can't stop." Yang Ling ordered: "Except for guns, ammunition and food, let the brothers throw away all the sundries they carry with them to reduce the load!"

Liu Yidao's request was decisively rejected by Yang Ling. He had no choice but to shout an order: "Throw away all the useless things and run forward!"

The brothers were running out of breath and out of breath. After receiving the order to run forward, they suddenly burst into mourning.

However, the military orders were like mountains, and he could not run away. He could only throw the sundries he carried with him into the weeds and woods on the roadside, and then traveled lightly.

All the Chinese troops secretly heading to the battlefield were rushing through the night, but in the dark mountains, Junrokuro Matsuura, the leader of the Japanese division, was frowning.

The small Chinese troops that blocked them have been defeated by them and have disappeared without a trace in the past two days. However, the mountain roads are rugged and narrow, and the troops are climbing over mountains and ridges, but the speed of the troops has never been faster, and the troops have shown their fatigue.

What's more important is that in this misty mountainous area, they found that the map they were given was not accurate at all, and many places could not be marked on the map. This made them even more difficult to walk, and they seemed to have lost their way after going around in circles.

Although their troops carry compasses, they are not accurate due to the influence of mountainous terrain and magnetic minerals.

This was not a deliberate attempt by the commander of the 11th Army, Okamura Neiji, to trick Matsuura Junrokuro. The map he was given was one he had stolen from the warlord more than ten years ago.

Just as Junroku Matsuura, the leader of the Japanese division, was frowning and wondering whether to retreat to the original route, a staff officer stepped on rotten leaves and shouted a report outside the tent.

A rain in the evening made the mountains wet, and the huge temperature difference between day and night made many Japanese prisoners miserable.

"What's the matter?" Matsuura Junrokuro asked.

The staff officer replied: "General, we have been in contact with the 136th Forward Brigade. They have rushed into the Wanjialing area and have exchanged fire with the Chinese Army."

They advanced in three echelons, and the communication between them was often in the middle. Hearing that the forward troops had exchanged fire with the Chinese troops, Matsuura Junrokuro, instead of feeling scared, seemed excited.

He hurriedly moved the candle to the map and saw that Wanjialing was near De'an. He immediately became excited and finally found the direction.

"Pass my order and follow up quickly at dawn, so that the 111th Brigade can quickly move closer to me!" Matsuura Junrokuro finally felt relieved.

They had been wandering around in this mountainous area for several days. The flaws in the map and the failure of the compass made them lost, and they almost gave up their roundabout plan.

Unexpectedly, there was no place to be found after breaking through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there. The vanguard troops unexpectedly broke into the Wanjialing area near De'an, which rekindled the hope of victory in his heart.

But what the division commander Matsuura Junrokuro didn't know was that in the Wanjialing area, the Chinese army had set up a net and was waiting, and Wanjialing was their burial place.

The 4th Army and other troops that arrived in the Wanjialing area early to set up defenses no longer marched in a single fight as before. Instead, they built solid positions in the mountains to firmly block the Japs' vanguard.

When the second echelon led by Junroku Matsuura arrived in the Wanjialing area, the 136th Brigade, which served as the vanguard, still failed to break through the defense line of the 4th Army of the Chinese Army.

General Xue Yue has deployed troops and laid a dragnet near Wanjialing.

General Ou Zhen's 4th Army and 74th Army are at the bottom of this anti-eight formation. How can the Japanese easily break through?

"boom!"

"boom!"

The shells fell one after another in the mountains, exploding the earth and gravel all over the sky. The dead grass and trees also burned like thunder, and thick smoke billowed.

"Kill Gai Gai!"

The Japs officer howled like a wild animal, jerked his sharp saber forward, and the Japs wearing steel helmets charged like a tide toward the positions held by the Chinese officers and soldiers.

"Hit! Hit hard!"

The Chinese officers and soldiers guarding the mountains were covered in black by artillery fire. When they saw the Japanese rushing up, they all pulled the bolts of their rifles and fired.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Da da da……"

Bullets rained down on the Japs like raindrops. The arrogant Japs soldiers were covered in blood and mist, and the bullets penetrated their bodies.

"ah!"

"my leg!"

The Japanese soldiers were constantly shot and fell to the ground, rolling down the gentle slope and down the ravine. The grass on the hillside was dyed blood red.

However, the Japanese who followed were unwilling to give up and continued to attack forward one after another. The ferocious momentum was frightening.

"Grenade, kill them!"

The Chinese team guarding the defense line was well prepared this time, with complete fortifications and sufficient ammunition. Whenever the Japanese rushed up the hill, they were bombarded with grenades.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Amidst the explosions of grenades, the Japanese's mutilated limbs were flying all over the sky. They kept wailing and their attacks were constantly repelled.

"Let the troops withdraw."

Junrokuro Matsuura, the commander of the Japanese division who was watching the battle from the opposite mountain, looked gloomy when he saw this scene and had to withdraw his troops.

Because they were traveling through the mountainous areas this time, their field artillery was left in the Mahuiling area. The mountain artillery and mortars they carried could not suppress the Chinese ** team who had been prepared for it, let alone break through the direction and penetrate directly into Germany.

It's settled.


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