Chapter two hundred and eighty sixth attack in advance
"Wait a minute!" The captain immediately stopped the vice-captain who was about to leave.
"Even if we judge that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army is unlikely to ambush us here for the second time, we must take the necessary precautions."
"Have you seen the mountain ridge more than a hundred meters to the left of the road? In the entire Qing Valley, troops can only be hidden behind the mountain ridge. Immediately pull out a combat unit, walk on the mountain ridge, and survey the entire Qing Valley from a high position. Search and move forward!"
"After the search team is in place! The main force quickly passed through Qinggu Valley!"
At the former enemy headquarters of the Qinggu Valley Independent Regiment, both Wang Ping and Zhang Yunshan were holding binoculars and staring at the mouth of the valley.
As soon as the Japanese troops came in, Zhang Yunshan shouted excitedly: "Captain, the Japs came in just as you originally deduced. They only sent a reconnaissance team to search and advance along the top of the mountain ridge, while the other troops marched quickly from the highway to the Qinggu Valley!"
Wang Ping decisively ordered: "The Japanese search team is handed over to the reconnaissance platoon, and other tasks remain unchanged! Prepare to fight!"
"Buzz buzz!" As soon as the order was given, a faint roar of the engine came over.
"Plane, kid, why did the plane come so quickly!" Zhang Yunshan frowned and shouted when he saw two small black dots slowly appearing on the edge of the sky.
Wang Ping's face instantly turned gloomy. Before he could speak, Zhang Yunshan had already reminded him: "Although the Japs were not completely wiped out last time, hundreds of them died after all. Could it be that the Japs learned the lesson from last time and knew that the plane was late?"
Cause a lot of losses to the troops, and then directly send planes to escort the transport team all the way to Laiyuan City this time!"
"Eighty percent of it is like this!" Wang Ping affirmed.
There was an escort of Japanese planes overhead. Just a moment ago, I was full of confidence and a sure-fire ambush battle, but suddenly it became confusing.
Zhang Yunshan, who thought it was difficult for Wang Ping to issue an order to stop fighting, immediately reminded: "Commander, there are little Japanese planes cruising overhead. As soon as we fire, these two planes may rush down from the sky and bomb us. In order to avoid accidents,
Necessary losses, I suggest that the troops abandon this ambush and continue to hide. Wait until the Japanese leave the Qinggu Valley before retreating!"
"Retreat? Why? After preparing hard all night, retreating with no results is not my style, Wang Ping!" Wang Ping shook his head in surprise.
Then he analyzed: "Even if there are little Japanese planes cruising above us, there is nothing to be afraid of.
The Jaap aircraft would definitely not be able to do it within half a minute from discovering the target to dive bombing. You must know that we are only fifty meters away from the Japs on the road. Only low-altitude dive bombing can ensure the accuracy of the bombing and avoid accidentally injuring our own people!
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"And half a minute is enough for us to use powerful firepower to catch the Japanese army off guard. Then we launch an assault directly, strangle the remaining Japs on the road, and engage in close combat so that the planes have no target to attack, and the Japs are consumed bit by bit!"
Soon, more than ten minutes passed, and most of the Japanese convoy that stretched for more than one kilometer had entered the Qinggu Valley.
I quickly felt that the little Japanese hadn't noticed at all, but right under their noses, more than a thousand soldiers of the independent regiment were holding weapons tightly, squatting in the stuffy trench, camouflaging their heads, waiting for the order to attack.
"Captain, the last enemy vehicle has entered Qinggu Valley!"
"Send the signal and start attacking!" Wang Ping, with a serious expression on his face, ordered decisively.
"Bang bang bang..." Three signal bombs just took off with a scream.
A series of orders sounded from the trench not far from the road.
"Comrades, start killing the Japanese! Shoot!"
Lifting off the camouflage above their heads, a trench with a length of more than one kilometer appeared directly under the nose of the Japanese.
Because it all happened so fast and very suddenly. The first reaction of the Japanese on the highway was shock. Before they had time to react, a row of heads and black wounds appeared in the trenches that suddenly appeared.
"Click, click, click... bang, bang, bang!" More than thirty light machine guns and more than a thousand rifles quickly fired bullets from the enemy.
The dense bullets were like an airtight steel storm, sweeping directly towards the Japanese on both sides of the convoy.
Because the ambush firepower was so powerful, there were more than 30 light machine guns alone. In the blink of an eye, nearly 200 Japanese soldiers were killed in the convoy that stretched for one kilometer.
It was only then that the Japanese officer in the middle of the convoy reacted and shouted loudly: "Counterattack, counterattack immediately in a concealed manner. We have aircraft support above us, and the Eighth Route Army is definitely no match for us!"
"Set up the machine guns immediately to withstand the firepower of the Eighth Route Army!"
"Everyone hide behind the cart and rely on the cart to fight back!"
The highway that was still chaotic just now slowly began to become orderly due to these orders.
Many Japs who looked like headless flies were stopped in groups, lying on the ground, hiding behind carts, and fighting back with guns in hand.
However, the firepower possessed by the independent regiment was too powerful. Despite this, the Japanese on the road were still being killed.
At this moment, two aircraft cruising in the air also reacted, a bomber and a fighter jet.
But facing a combat distance of less than fifty meters between the two sides, the pilot who was about to drop the bomb hesitated.
If an aerial bomb is dropped from such a height, the imperial troops on the road will definitely be accidentally injured. If not, these people will go to the military headquarters to complain about themselves and blow up their own people.
Then he immediately made a decision to carry out a precise strike against the Eighth Route Army on the ground.
Just when the pilot piloted the bomber to circle the battlefield again, returned to the attack position, and prepared for dive bombing, Wang Ping spoke.
"The bugler blew the charge horn, strangled the Japanese, and killed them with bayonets and pistols!"
"Tick-tick~tick-tock..." The loud sound of the charge horn is particularly harsh on the battlefield, but it can be carried far away.
Therefore, as soon as the charge horn sounded, more than a thousand Eighth Route Army troops all got up from the trenches. Then, as if on stimulants, they rushed towards the road, howling and screaming.
"Baga, shoot immediately to stop the Eighth Route Army, don't let them rush over!" the Japanese officer on the road immediately reacted and shouted.
"As soon as they rush over, the plane will be ineffective. The machine guns will fire immediately. Block them and keep the attack distance so that the plane can attack them!"
Many Japanese saw Wang Ping's purpose and ordered his subordinates to fight back desperately.
Some of the more than a thousand independent regiment soldiers continued to fall on the charge. However, during the charge, more than 30 light machine guns that were used as submachine guns did not stop shooting.
As long as there are not many Japanese light machine guns on the road, if they fire, at least two machine guns will immediately sweep over and suppress the Japanese machine guns.
The Japs soon discovered that in the face of powerful offensive firepower, their blocking was of no use at all!
