Kuroda Shigenori, Adachi Ryuzo and Takahashi Shigejukei are also watching the battle through binoculars.
Seeing that the artillery position of the 35th Army on the opposite side was completely covered by artillery fire, and there was no other sight in sight except gunpowder smoke, the three old Japanese soldiers put down their binoculars in unison.
Takahashi Shigejukei handed the telescope to the adjutant standing behind him, then turned to Kuroda Shigenori and Adachi Twenty-san and said: "Division Commander, Adachi-kun, the artillery group of the China Army is definitely finished."
"Sodes." Anda nodded his head and said with regret, "It's a pity that it's getting late, and once it gets dark, the Eleventh Regiment of the Field Artillery and the Twelfth Regiment of the Mountain Artillery can no longer
The artillery fire continues, otherwise, when the morale of the Chinese army is at its lowest, the combined power of the two artillery regiments may be able to blast a passage for the infantry."
"It doesn't matter." Kuroda Shigenori said with a chuckle, "It's just one night. It won't be too late to gather the two artillery regiments tomorrow to blast a passage for the infantry." After a pause, he added, "Fu Zuoyi concentrated all the forces.
The artillery fire was originally just to consolidate the defensive position, but I didn't expect that it actually weakened the defense."
Takahashi Shigejukei then said: "This means that God's calculations are worse than those of others."
Kuroda Shigenori thought for a while and said: "This should be called a toad swallowing the sky, not overestimating one's own capabilities."
Anda Twenty-Three nodded and said: "Division Commander, we cannot leave the Chinese Army idle tonight."
"Of course." Kuroda Shigenori said with deep understanding, "After all, we don't have much time left." After finishing speaking, Kuroda Shigenori turned to a colonel standing behind him and said, "Yamamoto-kun, tonight we will
please."
This Japanese colonel was Junichi Yamamoto, commander of the 12th Infantry Regiment. At that moment, Yamamoto paused and said: "It is a humble honor to be able to contribute to the Greater East Asia Holy War."
"Yo Xi." Kuroda Shigenori nodded happily.
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Late at night, under the starry sky, is the quiet Wuliang Suhai.
In the dark night, a group of cavalry marched quietly like soldiers from hell.
This cavalry was none other than the Wolf Fang Brigade riding fast horses and heading north overnight.
After receiving the telegram from Xu Rui, Leng Tiefeng immediately handed over the Chahar Independent Regiment to Ma Fei's command, and then led the Langya Brigade to the north quickly with one man and two horses. After more than ten hours of forced march, he finally got in front of the enemy.
Before midnight, we arrived near Hudugeyingol, southeast of Wuliangsuhai designated by Xu Rui.
More than ten miles ahead from here is the battlefield where the Japanese troops stationed in Mongolia and the 35th Army are fighting.
The night was dark, and there were more than a hundred people and two hundred war horses. Because all the horses had their hooves wrapped and muzzled, there was only a slight sound of hoofbeats during the march. Unless they were very close, it would be impossible to detect it.
In addition, we had two reconnaissance experts, Digua and Leng Tiefeng, so we were not discovered by the Japanese reconnaissance cavalry all the way north.
Suddenly, Leng Tiefeng, who was walking at the front of the team, raised his right hand.
The more than a hundred team members who followed behind restrained their horses one after another.
Leng Tiefeng looked at his watch, and then shouted in a low voice: "Rest where you are for half an hour."
Upon hearing this, most of the Wolf Fang members got off their horses, but the few members on patrol quickly dispersed and roared away in all directions.
Leng Tiefeng came to Shi Xiaoqian and said, "Lao Shi, you can turn on the phone."
Shi Xiaoqian quickly unloaded the leather box from the horse, and then took out the radio from the leather box. After a while, the radio station was set up and the antenna was erected. Immediately afterwards, Shi Xiaoqian put on the headphones, and then
Turning on the radio, notes of different lengths immediately sounded in the headphones, and Shi Xiaoqiandu recorded them one by one.
After a while, Shi Xiaoqian discovered a familiar signal.
"Found it!" Shi Xiaoqian took off his earphones and said to Leng Tiefeng, "Captain, we have contacted the leader!"
Leng Tiefeng nodded expressionlessly, and then continued: "Ask for instructions on the next action."
Shi Xiaoqian put on the headphones again, picked up a pen and started recording the dots and dashes. He listened for several minutes, recorded a short paragraph on the paper, took out the code book, translated the dots and dashes into text, and handed it to
Leng Tiefeng, who was next to him, took the copying paper and looked at it, but only two sets of numbers were written on it.
If it were anyone else, it would be useless to know these two sets of numbers, because they have no idea what these two sets of numbers represent? But Leng Tiefeng knew that. At that moment, Leng Tiefeng took out the map from his bag and ordered Zhuanshan Bao to highlight it.
Using the flashlight, Leng Tiefeng quickly found the direction designated by Xu Rui.
It turns out that the two sets of numbers given by Xu Rui are the coordinates of a military map.
However, this coordinate is not the latitude and longitude, but the azimuth coordinates specific to the Wolf Fang Brigade.
After determining the target location, Leng Tiefeng immediately put away the map, called Zhuan Shanbao and several other squadron leaders, and began to deploy an action plan.
…
To the south of Wuliangsuhai, there is a high earth platform called Xiaoshanzui.
The artillery positions of the 11th Regiment of the Japanese Field Artillery Regiment and the 12th Regiment of the Mountain Artillery Regiment of the Japanese 26th Division are set up on this high platform. Firstly, the terrain here is relatively open and the shooting range is good. Secondly, it is also
It is conducive to defense, because except for a passage due west, this high platform is surrounded by cliffs more than two feet high.
Unless you use climbing tools, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb a cliff more than two feet high with bare hands.
Therefore, the infantry garrison belonging to the two artillery regiments focused their defense on the western passage, while the defense in other directions was relatively lax. Of course, this laxity is relative, not really lax. In fact,
, the Japanese still set up a large number of sentries on the edge of the cliff, and there were patrols patrolling back and forth.
Even so, the old devil Rujiang Wan'er was still worried.
As the captain of the 11th Field Artillery Regiment, Irie Wanji is very vigilant.
Just after twelve o'clock, Ruijiang Wan'er took his adjutant and several guards out to inspect the position, and patrolled around the artillery position. Nearly an hour had passed. When the old Japanese returned to the tent, he set up a campfire.
The water on the pile has already boiled and is steaming out.
The regiment of the 12th Mountain Artillery Regiment, Murakami Yoshio, unexpectedly came uninvited.
Comparatively speaking, Murakami Yano's vigilance is worse than that of Irie Wanji.
Murakami Takeo picked up the military kettle and poured a glass of water into his own cup, then raised his head and said to Irie Wanji: "Irie-kun, are you going to inspect the position again?"
Irie Wanji walked to the military blanket and sat down, stretched out his legs, and said comfortably: "Murakami-kun, as a captain of the artillery regiment, you must be vigilant. There is a Chinese proverb that says:
Very good, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. If we are careless, just one time may lead to unexpected consequences."
"Unexpected consequences?" Murakami Yoshio said suddenly, "What unforeseen consequences could there be?"
After a pause, Murakami Yoshio continued: "Let's not mention the troops of the 11th Infantry Regiment and the 1st Cavalry Brigade stationed around us. Just talking about our position itself, there are two infantry brigades guarding it. Faced with such tight security around the high platform, is it possible that the Chinese army can still break in?"
"That's not what you are saying. Murakami-kun, please don't forget that the China Army also has Langya." Irie smiled and shook his head and said, "The Langya Brigade has always been known for being good at surprise attacks. Our garrison can block the ordinary China Army. But it may not be able to stop Xu Rui’s Wolf Fang Brigade, so it’s better to be careful.”
The expression on Murakami Yano's face froze slightly when he heard this.
No matter how arrogant he is, Murakami Yoshio must admit that the Wolf Fang Brigade is indeed extremely threatening.
At this moment, the two old devils suddenly heard a faint sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
"Who is outside?" Irie Wan'er, who was always very vigilant, immediately took out the tortoise box, pulled the gun bolt, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the tent curtain, and then shouted, "Ono-kun?"
However, there was dead silence outside the tent, and no one responded.
At this time, Murakami Yano also realized that something was wrong, and immediately took out the tortoise box.
The next moment, the originally closed curtain suddenly opened, and then a black figure rushed in. The two old devils didn't even think about it, and they pulled the triggers continuously. Amidst the sudden gunshots, the black figure rushed in. Yinglian was shot several times and fell to the ground. When the two old Japanese soldiers took a closer look, they found that lying in a pool of blood was Irie Wanji's adjutant, Koji Ono.
Almost at the same time, there were only two crackling sounds, and the canvas tent was suddenly cut open from the left and right sides. Then two black figures swooped in. Irie Wan'er and Murakami Yano turned around sharply. When he tried to raise his gun and shoot, it was too late. Before the two old devils could pull the trigger, two cold rays of light had already passed through their necks.
With just a pop, a line of blood spurted out from the necks of the two old devils at the same time.
The common carotid artery was severed, and the consciousness of the two old Japanese soldiers came to a standstill instantly. Their bodies froze, and the arms holding the pistols dropped weakly. Then, they fell to the ground with a thud. In a daze, the two old Japanese soldiers fell to the ground. The Japanese saw two black figures with strange paint on their faces, like ghost soldiers from hell.
Needless to say, these two black figures must be members of the Wolf Fang.
One of the dark figures glanced at the two old Japanese who were lying on the ground, and said cheerfully: "Hey, hey, two colonels!"
After saying that, the dark figure bent down to untie the sabers on the waists of the two old Japanese soldiers. Although the Zuo Guan Dao was not as good as the General Dao Guan Dao, it was still a rare treasure and could be given as a gift to his comrades. At this time, Another dark figure rushed in and sternly asked the two people before him: "Old Yu, what's going on with you two?"
One of the dark figures scratched his head and said nervously: "These two old devils are too vigilant."
While the two were talking, there was already loud gunfire outside, but when the Japanese artillerymen on the position heard the gunfire just now, they woke up from their sleep and rose up to resist.