The little Japs were already fighting like crazy. With their anger suppressed, they rushed wherever there was gunshots. Their eyes were red and they were completely in a state of madness.
But often before the little devils could rush to the place where the gunshots were fired, shots fired along the way suddenly rang out, and they had to change direction to chase the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were hiding in the dark and firing cold shots.
The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas directed the civilian workers to be busy in this area, and the depth of every farmland, every forest and every river was clearly understood.
Fighting at home at night like this was like a duck to water. On the other hand, although the little devil had traitor guides to help lead the way, in the pitch-black night, he was still led by the guerrilla officers and soldiers.
The little Japs and the guerrilla officers and soldiers fought in this area until dawn. At the beginning, the pursuing Japs soldiers kept a distance from the main force and did not dare to pursue them too far for fear of encountering an ambush.
But at the end of the fight, the red-eyed Japs chased the guerrillas all the way, and the gunshots became farther and farther away, which made the Japs' captain Hirayama Kei realize that something was wrong.
By the time the Japs' captain Hirayama Kei ordered the troops to be gathered, many of the pursuing troops had already run far away, in all directions, and there was almost chaos.
After daybreak, many Japanese squad-level pursuit troops who had lost track of the guerrillas were exhausted, and then they thought of moving closer to the main force.
But how could the main force of the guerrilla officers and soldiers, who were fully recharged, allow the Japs to run rampant on their own territory? Battalion Commander Shen Biao and Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng led their respective teams, concentrating their superior forces to specifically find those small Japs units that were left alone.
Although after hearing the gunshots, the troops near the Japanese quickly followed the sound and went for reinforcements, a few small groups of lone troops were still attacked.
"How many people haven't come back to gather?"
Japanese Captain Keiyama Hirayama also regained his composure, knowing that his order to pursue was a bit reckless. He was still worried as he watched the dirty pursuit troops returning one after another.
"There are still five teams that have not come back to assemble..." The Japs' operational staff looked at Hirayama Jing's gloomy expression and added: "With the strength of the Chinese army, they should be safe."
Captain Hirayama Jing rubbed his temples and said a little tiredly: "I hope so. I'll send out a few search teams to look for them. Once they find them, let them return to the team immediately."
"Hiyi!"
The Japanese combat staff stood up and stood at attention and agreed.
"Your Excellency, Captain, we have been marching and fighting continuously all night, do you want to stop and rest before attacking?"
Japanese Captain Hirayama Jing looked at the soldiers with tired faces who were vigilantly guarding the surroundings, and nodded.
"Rest where you are for three hours, and take the time to eat and replenish your strength." Hirayama ordered.
After hearing Hirayama Kei's order to rest, the Japanese soldiers who had been tensed finally breathed a sigh of relief. Under the leadership of their respective commanders, they left the road and hid behind some gentle slopes to start resting.
These Japanese soldiers are not conventional combat troops, but are drawn from engineering troops, baggage troops and supplementary troops, and their fighting will is not as good as those of field divisions.
They had not stopped since they left Gaoyou in the severe cold last night and marched north. They encountered all kinds of troubles along the way. They had been fighting for the rest of the night and were already exhausted.
If you encounter Japanese soldiers from those field troops, there is no problem in fighting continuously for several days and nights, but these improvised troops do not have such a tenacious fighting will.
When the Japanese stopped to rest, in a forest a few kilometers away, a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers were excitedly pulling at the Japanese's clothes.
"Hey, the Japanese's cotton-padded clothes are a good thing, they keep you warm."
The corpses of the Japanese were lying on the ground, while the guerrilla brothers were busy searching for the loot.
This group of unlucky little devils chased them dizzy, and finally broke into the ambush of the guerrillas, and were all wiped out.
Although the Japanese soldiers' cotton-padded clothes were riddled with holes in the battle, the guerrillas, who were short of supplies, didn't mind taking them back to sew and mend them. It was a good thing.
"There are also cans here. It would be a waste to give them to the Japs." A brother found the cans in the Japs soldier's backpack and immediately grinned with joy.
Just as the brothers were happily searching and seizing, a brother rushed from where he was and found the company commander who was leading the team.
"Company Commander Zhang, the battalion commander ordered us to assemble at Wangjiapu. We have a mission." The brother who sent the order stood up and saluted.
Company Commander Zhang Hao nodded to show that he understood. He put a lieutenant's knife on his waist, turned around and waved: "Everyone, please move quickly, we will set off in five minutes!"
When they heard that there was a new mission, the brothers stopped talking and quickly stuffed all the trophies they had plundered from the Japs into their backpacks and linen pockets. Soon the Japs were stripped bare.
Seeing that the Japanese had been stripped naked, and there was really no profit to be made, the brothers carried several bundles of rifles and trophies on their backs and gathered towards the predetermined location.
In a half-covered trench headquarters near Wang's shop, the felled wood was neatly bundled and covered with reed stalks and more than one meter of soil, making it difficult for even Japanese mortars to penetrate.
"The Japs have stopped. It seems that they are too tired from last night and can't move forward." Battalion Commander Shen Biao's face was covered with gray-black smoke and dirt, but it was difficult to conceal the excitement in his eyes.
In just one night, they killed and wounded almost an infantry squadron, while their side suffered less than fifty casualties. This exchange gave them hope of victory.
"The brothers did a good job last night, but now that we let the little devil rest and attack again, the pressure on us will be great." Luo Feng said worriedly while wiping his ghost head knife.
Last night, he personally led a team to fight hand-to-hand with a group of lone Japanese soldiers. He chopped off the heads of at least three Japanese soldiers with the Ghost Head Sword, which was considered a remarkable achievement.
Shen Biao also understood what Luo Feng meant. Their camp was at the forefront of the entire defense line. Although the Japanese were beaten into a panic, the skinny camels were bigger than the horses.
Now the Japanese came in full force, and although they killed and wounded many Japanese, their combat effectiveness was still strong.
"We are no match for the Japs during the day. We can only rely on preset positions and fortifications to block them layer by layer. As long as they are dragged here, Chief Yang and the others can send troops to bypass them. It is not impossible to eat them in one bite."
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After Luo Feng nodded, he marked out a few places on the simple map with a pen and said: "I have sent my brothers to investigate just now. These places are suspected to be resting places for the Japanese. Let the machine gun company pull up the cannons and fuck them."
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"Okay, you've been busy all night. You go to bed first. I'll be there in the morning and you can take my place in the afternoon." Battalion Commander Shen Biao said, patting Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng on the shoulder and striding out of the bunker headquarters.
"Commander!"
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"Let the cannon company bring the mortars, we have a mission!"