Chapter five hundred and thirty fifth fatal loophole
"Captain, your method worked. The Eighth Route Army Special Forces Team, which had always been sure of victory, was beaten back by us in a panic this time. We didn't even have time to take away the bodies. It can be seen that our arrangement caused huge casualties to the Eighth Route Army Special Forces Team.
And pressure!" the squadron leader said with a compliment.
"Good fight. The three special operations teams will take turns to come. If the Eighth Route Army special forces dare to come over again, we will kill them. I want to see how many members of the Eighth Route Army special forces can withstand the consumption!" Colonel Matsumoto ordered with a smile on his face.
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Then he continued: "Contact the special operations teams that assist in defending other grain depots, and use the same method to consume the Eighth Route Army's special operations teams!"
Huang Yuanqiang, who hurried back from the temporary camp of the First Squadron of the Special Forces, looked very unhappy.
The third detachment had only sixteen people in total, and lost four in the first battle, and the first detachment that went up with reinforcements also lost one person. Such a large number of casualties has never been encountered since the establishment of the first squadron.
Although it was because the Japanese army was too cunning and placed special forces in the security force that it caused such heavy casualties to the No. 1 Squadron, as the squadron leader, Huang Yuanqiang was responsible for improper command no matter what.
If I had been more cautious during the sneak attack, if I had replaced the third detachment with the first detachment... the casualties might not have been that big.
After listening to Huang Yuanqiang's report, Wang Ping did not speak immediately, but frowned and fell into deep thought.
He thought for a full two minutes before answering: "We want to use this kind of sneak attack to consume the main force of the Japanese army bit by bit, forcing them to take the initiative to chase us, thus disrupting the battlefield and turning passive into active. I didn't expect that the Japanese commander would be impatient too.
Taking advantage of the situation, they gave us a trick and used counter-surprise attacks to consume our troops!"
"Our special operations brigade has just been expanded. The training is definitely not as good as that of the Japanese special forces. We must be the first to be overwhelmed by the exhaustion!"
"What should we do?" Huang Yuanqiang frowned and asked.
"We have just killed a squadron of Japs. If we can keep up our efforts and kill another squadron of them, the Japs garrison in Fengling Town will definitely not be able to withstand such heavy casualties. If they are attacked by us again, they may send troops to hunt us down. At that time,
, the initiative on the battlefield will be in our hands, and we can kill them however we want! Now that the Japanese special forces are involved, all plans are over!"
"It's not over yet!" Wang Ping replied in a surprising tone.
"The Japs had a good idea, but they ignored a very serious flaw!" At this point, a sneer flashed across Wang Ping's lips.
Huang Yuanqiang asked anxiously: "What loophole?"
Wang Ping did not answer directly, but asked with a smile: "Captain Huang, don't forget, the Japanese have two other food stations besides the one in Fengling Town!"
"According to intelligence, the Japanese special forces only have three squadrons and nine special operations teams!"
"When we were at the headquarters, we killed at least two of their squads. When we first came here, we killed another squad of them. We killed one of their squads during the breakout in Gongli Village. Now there are only five special operations squads left in the Japanese special forces?"
"If I guessed correctly, three of the five teams must be hiding here!"
"Fengling Town has the largest hoard of food. Only by capturing this place can our Eighth Route Army's food shortage problem be solved!"
"So, we will definitely attack here. What the Japanese special forces need to do is to concentrate their forces and set up a net here, waiting for us to take the initiative to come and die!"
Huang Yuanqiang reacted suddenly: "This means that the remaining two food stations can only have one team of Japanese special forces at most!"
"As long as we consume these two squads of Japanese special forces through sneak attacks, the remaining Japanese and puppet troops will have to be beaten passively and be consumed by us little by little unless they take the initiative to hunt us down!"
"Just do it!" Wang Ping made a decision immediately.
"Immediately contact the 2nd and 3rd squadrons and report the information to them. As for your No. 1 squadron, continue to sneak attacks on the Japanese and puppet troops in Fengling Town to hide their eyes from others, but be sure to control the casualties, so as not to cause casualties to the troops before the food is obtained.
It’s over!”
Two days passed quickly, and Colonel Matsumoto, who was hiding in the grain depot of Fengling Town, was in a very good mood.
The Eighth Route Army special forces launched a total of four sneak attacks, but each time they failed without success and suffered a lot of losses.
There are still more than 700 imperial troops in Fengling Town. Even if half of the team and more than 20 people are lost in one night, they can still hold on for at least half a month.
However, the Eighth Route Army would certainly not be able to hold on for so long.
According to the intelligence department's estimation, the Eighth Route Army hiding in the mountains will run out of food in three or four days.
For the sake of food, even if the Eighth Route Army special forces wanted to continue to fight against them, the main force of the Eighth Route Army would not allow them to do so.
Besides, the Eighth Route Army's special forces with limited strength may not have that many troops to withstand such consumption!
As a result, Colonel Matsumoto immediately felt like he was surely ahead of the game and waiting for victory.
His mood improved, but the mood of the Major General Brigade Commander at the Japanese Army Brigade Headquarters in the county did not improve.
At the expense of one special operations detachment, the 2nd and 3rd squadrons took only one night to severely damage the Japanese special operations detachments at two food stations, and then continued to sneak attack on the main force of the Japanese and puppet troops.
The frequency of sneak attacks also increased from once every three to four hours in the beginning to once an hour. They were hit and run, not giving the Japanese any chance to counterattack.
As a result, in just two days, the Japanese troops stationed in the two warehouses lost more than a squadron and half a battalion of puppet troops.
When the news reached the brigade headquarters, the major general brigade commander was immediately shocked. He read the telegram over and over again, but did not react for a long time.
"General, you can't continue to stand still and stick to the warehouse!" the chief of staff reminded with a stern face.
"We only have one brigade of imperial troops in each warehouse. According to this rate of loss, as long as the Eighth Route Army's special forces have enough ammunition, more than half of the army will be lost in two days! If the Eighth Route Army takes the opportunity to invade, the remaining troops will not be able to defend at all.
If we live in grain depots, our plan to destroy the Eighth Route Army will also fail because of this!"
"Also, the Eighth Route Army is too cunning, and they are all well-trained special forces. The Imperial Army's simple defense will not cause them any casualties except being passively beaten!"
"If we take the initiative, the Imperial Army who were killed by the Eighth Route Army's special forces in sneak attacks will be able to severely damage them on the battlefield, instead of the current situation where their deaths are meaningless!"
"Where are our special forces? What do they do for food!" The major general brigade leader was already shaken and asked with a frown.
"There is a squadron of special forces in Fengling Town, under the personal command of Colonel Matsumoto. The troops are sufficient and can control the situation and casualties. However, the remaining two grain depots only have a small team of special forces. Now more than half of them have been lost, and the rest are all
It has become a coward and has no effect at all.”
"How many imperial troops did the two brigades lose in total?" the major general brigade leader stared at the chief of staff and continued to ask, his face becoming more serious than ever.
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