At six o'clock in the afternoon, Lieutenant General Fujino decisively issued the departure order.
More than 7,000 Japanese soldiers quickly poured out of the military camp like a flood from a bursting embankment.
Half an hour later, political commissar Huang Yuanqiang, who was waiting anxiously, finally received the news.
"Political Commissar, the Japanese are out and marching north!"
Huang Yuan slapped the table in front of him fiercely and replied with a long sigh of relief: "The regimental commander's judgment was correct. The preparations we have spent so much effort on have not been in vain. Immediately contact Zhou Ze of the Armored Assault Battalion, as well as Yan Song and Rong Jun
Two people, the Japanese are attacking them, so they must be ready to fight and resolutely complete the mission!"
"Also, report the news to the group leader immediately!"
"The regiment leader must be waiting for news just like us. With this exact information, he can bring his troops back with peace of mind!"
"The last one is the heavy artillery battalion. As soon as it gets dark, the heavy artillery battalion will immediately move to the direction of Songling Village. Didn't Wang Binhe always complain that the heavy artillery battalion is boring and he hasn't actually fired meat yet? This time I want him to shoot enough!"
At six o'clock in the evening, the Japanese soldiers had been marching for nearly three hours.
Although their physical strength is very strong, even the strongest soldiers will be a little out of breath after marching for three consecutive hours.
"Division commander, should you let the troops rest for ten minutes before continuing to advance?" asked the chief of staff.
"Don't you think there's something different tonight?" Fujino didn't answer, but asked with a frown.
The chief of staff hesitated for a long time before reacting: "The sound of gunfire, we have been marching for so long and we didn't even hear the sound of gunfire!"
Then he frowned and analyzed: "It shouldn't be. According to the battle a few days ago, it is impossible for the Eighth Route Army not to launch an attack on us for several hours in a row. Is it because our casualties in the battle for several days were too great, and they
Change your tactics against us!"
"It's very possible!" Fujino replied solemnly.
"There is another possibility. Our old rival, the Eighth Route Army, is brewing another big conspiracy!"
"This is still too close to the station. Order the troops to keep the speed and march for another hour. After an hour, I agreed that they would rest for ten minutes and then continue to set off!"
"There are also reconnaissance troops and anti-sneak attack troops scattered around. We must pay attention to concealment and strengthen our vigilance!"
Fujino felt a little better riding on his war horse. As soon as the order was given, he urged his horse to continue moving forward.
"Woooooooo..."
Suddenly, the scream of a string of artillery shells streaking across the sky sounded above their heads, reaching from far to near, reaching the ears of everyone on the battlefield.
Fujino, who had a bad premonition in his mind, turned pale in a flash, then quickly jumped off his horse and shouted: "Baga, it's an artillery attack. The Eighth Route Army has prepared a large number of mountain artillery to bombard us!"
"Captain of the protection division!" the guard captain next to him shouted at the same time.
A dozen Japanese soldiers pounced on the division commander at the same time, surrounded him, and then protected him as he moved to the side of the road.
"Boom boom boom..."
Then, a violent explosion sounded around them, deafening.
More than twenty fireballs instantly shot up on the dark road. Fujino, who was protected by guards, could clearly see that many imperial soldiers were blown away by the shells while avoiding them and fell to the ground screaming!
"Division commander, the Eighth Route Army used at least twenty mountain artillery pieces to bombard us. Such powerful artillery fire!" the chief of staff frowned and judged. He was also frightened by such fierce artillery fire.
"Get off the road immediately, bypass and quickly pass through the shelling area, and continue heading north!" Fujino ignored the chief of staff's complaints and ordered with a frown.
Not all of the twenty-four mountain guns were aimed at the road, and it was impossible to hit all the shells on the road.
Even though the Japanese soldiers left the road, they were still killed and wounded by shells falling from the sky.
At this time, all the Japanese soldiers who were rushing forward had only one idea: Don't let the shells falling from the sky hit you, so that you can successfully break through the interception of the artillery fire.
"Boom~"
Suddenly, there was a roar of action on the battlefield shrouded in explosions.
Although the sound was loud, few little Japs noticed it because of the cover of the explosion of artillery shells.
"What's the sound?" A kid running wildly on the road suddenly stopped and pointed at the still dark road ahead and shouted.
"Baga! Where is the sound? Apart from the explosion of artillery shells, I didn't hear any other sounds! Speed up and keep moving forward!" the second lieutenant team leader next to him shouted loudly.
The Japanese soldier insisted: "I'm sure there is a sound in front!"
After saying that, the soldier's eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time before shouting.
"It's an armored vehicle...I saw it. There was an armored vehicle coming from the front!"
"Armored vehicles!" The second lieutenant team leader also saw seven or eight armored vehicles lined up, like seven or eight steel behemoths, rushing towards everyone with a roar.
"Baga, we don't have armored vehicles. These armored vehicles must belong to the Eighth Route Army. Stop all of them and block these armored vehicles on the spot!" the squad leader, whose face turned pale in a flash, ordered through gritted teeth.
Running for your life in front of an armored vehicle is no different from committing suicide.
Since it was all about death, the squad leader resolutely decided to die on the scene instead of being beaten to death on the way to escape. Before he died, he was called a deserter.
"Da da da……"
A dozen Japanese soldiers lay down on the ground, raised their rifles and started shooting. A light machine gun also fired a stream of bullets forward.
"Da da da~"
The Japs opened fire, and eight armored vehicles followed suit. At the same time, the armored vehicles' huge lights were also turned on, illuminating the figure of the Japs in front of them clearly.
An armored vehicle shot out two tongues of fire, and flying bullets followed the figure of the Japanese.
In the blink of an eye, the dozens of Japanese who were at the front were beaten into sieves and fell to the ground.
The armored vehicle that won the first battle did not stop, but continued to attack forward while firing along the road.
The fierce shelling caused the Japanese anti-sneak attack troops hidden on both sides of the road to be confused. No one knew whether some of the artillery shells would miss and hit them.
Therefore, these little devils also accelerated their pace, trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.
At this time, the armor hidden less than three miles away from the road moved into action.
They also lined up in a row, and without turning on the lights, they quickly headed towards the road under the cover of darkness and gunfire.
The Japanese rearguard was followed by a company of armored troops two kilometers behind them. As soon as the gunfire sounded, these armored vehicles began to accelerate, chasing down the Japanese in front of them as fast as they could.
More than two hundred cavalry followed closely to cover up the enemy.
They had only one mission: to cause chaos in the Japanese baggage train at the end, and then escape for their lives, taking the opportunity to seize the mules, horses and carts equipped by the baggage train!
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