From time to time, dull gunshots sounded in the wilderness shrouded in rain and fog. From time to time, they were far away and sometimes close. The Japanese soldiers and the lurking guerrilla officers and soldiers were chasing and exchanging fire in the wilderness.
The Japanese soldiers' convoy was still bumping along the muddy road, but search teams of vanguard soldiers were sent out in the wilderness on both sides to cover it, so the guerrilla officers and soldiers no longer dared to approach the attack convoy.
But the Japanese soldiers' convoy was not even two miles away from the first attack point, when a trouble came one after another.
"Why did the car stop?"
Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro, who was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, could not feel the bumps. When he opened his eyes, he found that the car had stopped.
"Report, the road ahead has been dug up by the Chinese guerrillas..."
Soon, a Japanese soldier wearing a raincoat rushed to Major Kuroda Ichiro's car to report.
"Go down and have a look."
Major Kuroda Ichiro was about to step forward to check in person. He opened the door and got out of the car. Captain Kasai Sadao looked at the cold rain and mist and had to follow closely.
In the center of the road, the guerrilla officers and soldiers dug a large pit two meters wide and one meter deep. The turbid rainwater had filled the pit, forming a pool across the front of the Japanese convoy.
Looking at the huge puddle blocking the way, the Japs Major Kuroda Ichiro's complexion immediately darkened.
"Do you think this can stop our encirclement and suppression? Humph, you are too naive!" Ichiro Kuroda looked at the hazy countryside and snorted coldly.
"Chief Kuroda, if you want to repair such a big puddle, I'm afraid it won't be completed for a while. Do you think?"
Seeing that the guerrillas were getting ready, Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao had begun to think about retreating.
Kuroda Ichiro ordered: "Abandon riding in the car and advance on foot!"
Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao was startled, and then he saw that the serious-faced Kuroda Ichiro was not joking, and he screamed in his heart.
The Japanese soldiers riding in the car jumped out of the car one after another and began to form teams on the spot.
Under the leadership of the leader of the Japanese soldiers, they got off the road and walked into the wilderness filled with stagnant water, bypassing the puddles and continuing to move forward.
The cold rain was pouring down, and although the Japanese soldiers were wearing raincoats, it was not a comfortable thing to march in the mud carrying ammunition boxes.
"Da da da……"
Continuous machine gunfire came from the front through the rain and fog. It was the leader of the vanguard unit who was exchanging fire with the guerrillas again. A small group of Japanese soldiers quickly moved forward for reinforcements.
"Report, there is a Chinese Army position ahead!" Soon, Japanese soldiers rushed back to report.
Ichiro Kuroda became excited when he heard that a guerrilla blocking position appeared ahead, instead of hiding in the dark for a sneak attack.
"Go forward quickly!" Kuroda Ichiro ordered: "Send someone to notify the security forces behind to move closer to me quickly!"
The main force of the Japanese soldiers advanced in a mighty manner. After walking less than half a mile, they saw the guerrilla blocking position on the mound beside the road.
There are many such blocking positions in deep areas, and most of them are guarded by veterans and new recruits. They do not need to confront the enemy head-on, but they just lead the new recruits to guard here and let them feel the atmosphere of a real battlefield.
"The Japanese soldiers are coming, there are so many of them."
Some new recruits looked at the Japanese soldiers who quickly spread out in front of the position, and their teeth were chattering. They didn't know whether it was excitement or fear.
"Don't look up, the enemy's marksmanship is accurate!" The veteran pulled back the recruit who had half his head stuck out.
"Whizzing--"
As soon as he finished speaking, a whizzing bullet passed over his head, frightening the surrounding recruits who turned pale and frightened.
"Let's go into the Tibetan Soldier Cave. The Japs will definitely shell them first." The veterans had experienced wars and were naturally very familiar with the tactics of the Japs soldiers.
And Yang Ling now just wants these veterans to teach the new recruits in such small-scale battles, using the old to lead the new.
Because he knew that as they gradually grew stronger, the Japanese would definitely deploy more troops to encircle and suppress them. The new recruits would one day be able to catch up with thousands of people in a battle. Now, they were learning while fighting so that they would not be in a hurry when the time comes.
The Tibetan Soldier Cave is already filled with stagnant water, covered with felled logs, and covered with more than one meter of soil, making it impossible for ordinary Japanese artillery shells to penetrate.
Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro looked at the completed blocking position and saw the blue sky and white sun flag hanging low in the rain and fog, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
The sneak attack guerrillas finally realized that hiding in the wilderness and firing cold shots could not stop their advance, so they began to block them head-on. This was exactly what he hoped for, and he also regained the feeling of being on the battlefield.
"The running unit adjusts the parameters and fires ten rounds at a very rapid rate!"
"The first squadron of the fifth squadron attacks frontally! The second squadron outflanks on the left, and the third squadron takes revenge on the right!"
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Ichiro Kuroda stood in a safe place and issued a series of orders to the deployed troops.
Although it was just some guerrillas who, in his opinion, were not worthy of the stage, he still set up his position very seriously and wanted to frighten the guerrillas. He knew what it means to shake a tree from a small tree!
The two Type 92 infantry guns of the Japanese soldiers were pulled out, the firing parameters were adjusted, and they were ready.
The Japanese from the three infantry squads responsible for the attack all left the road and went down into the muddy wilderness. The heavily waterlogged wilderness made their legs soaked and a little cold, but they were still squatting on the ground, waiting for the attack.
Order.
"Boom! Boom..."
The Japanese soldiers' Type 92 infantry artillery began to bombard, and the sound of whizzing through the air suddenly sounded. The high-explosive bombs smashed into the guerrillas' crude blocking positions with a devastating atmosphere, menacingly.
The shell exploded as soon as it hit the ground, spraying mud in all directions, and the smoke made the hazy rain and fog thicker.
The Tibetan Soldier Cave was also shaking violently, with splashes of mud crashing in from time to time. The recruits tensed their faces, fearing that shells would fall into the Tibetan Soldier Cave.
"In the future, if you want to stop the Japanese, you must build a cave to hide soldiers, you know? Otherwise, you will be torn apart by the shells..."
The veterans calmly taught the new recruits on the spot. If the Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro knew that his bombardment was used as a foil, I wonder if he would be furious to death.
Artillery shells exploded one after another on the position, and the hot shells evaporated the moist rain and mist. The position was shrouded in smoke and rising water vapor, like a thick fog.
"After the bombardment of the Japanese soldiers, they will step on the explosive spots and come up. Hurry, meet the enemy!"
When they heard the cannon fire stop, the veterans walked out of the hiding cave first and ran towards their fighting positions.
In the muddy paddy fields, the attacking Japanese infantrymen opened up their skirmishers and pounced on them. They were so agile in the past, but they looked a little clumsy in such a quagmire.
"Aim, shoot!" the veterans shouted and took the lead in pulling the trigger.
"Bang! Bang..."
A volley of guns was fired, and the Japanese who were exposed in the bare farmland and wilderness that had been deliberately cleared became living targets.
"Puff!"
"ah!"
Gorgeous blood flowers bloomed on the chests of the Japanese soldiers, but their footsteps did not stop. Instead, they howled ferociously and accelerated their charge.
Facing the Japanese soldiers who were rushing forward quickly, the panicked recruits forgot to reload their ammunition for a moment. Even if they had loaded their ammunition, they didn't know who to aim at.
"puff!"
The Japanese were running and shooting at the same time. For a moment, the bullets were like locusts. One of the recruits was shot and fell down in the trench and screamed.
"Throw the grenade!"
The veterans still gave orders calmly, picked up the grenades and threw them out.
"Boom!"
Grenades exploded one after another near the Japanese soldiers, and Japanese soldiers kept falling down wailing, and mud splashed.
Some Japanese soldiers reacted quickly and lay down in the muddy water, but the shock wave of the grenade explosion vibrated in the water, and many of the Japanese soldiers who had just laid down in the muddy water were knocked unconscious by the shock.
"Retreat, run!"
Seeing that the Japanese on the left and right wings had taken the opportunity to press forward, the veterans dragged the somewhat confused recruits and the wounded and started running along the pre-arranged traffic howl.
The Japanese soldiers were very fast and occupied the blocking position in just a few breaths, while the guerrilla officers and soldiers fled in embarrassment.
"The Chinese are too weak..." Through the telescope, Ichiro Kuroda, who was in high spirits, looked a little disappointed when he saw his troops taking over the opponent's position with a single charge.
"Da da da……"
Suddenly, the machine gun rang out again, and the Japanese soldiers who were cheering after taking down the flags planted on the battlefield opened their eyes in horror.
In a camouflaged bunker behind the position, two light machine guns were flashing with gunfire, and spray-like bullets enveloped the little Japanese who had just rushed to the position and were celebrating and cheering.
Machine gun bullets were flying wildly, and while the Japanese soldiers were fleeing in panic, they caught up with them like poisonous snakes, beating them into bloody gourds, and then they fell unwillingly into the muddy water.