Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh exercise layout
"The Zhouzhuang garrison was fooled by the Eighth Route Army!" his subordinate quickly replied.
"The Eighth Route Army, which has been active in surrounding towns, is hidden in Tianjiacun. They also have an identity, the Tianjiacun Maintenance Association Guards. On the surface, they work for the imperial army, but in fact they are the biggest enemy of the imperial army. They are too cunning.
Fooled us all!"
"This morning, they set up a plan to have the Zhouzhuang garrison lead the team to Tianjiacun, and then suddenly launched an attack."
"The entire platoon of the garrison and the Imperial Alliance Army was wiped out!"
"Now there is only one platoon of imperial troops left in the Zhouzhuang stronghold to hold on. If they are attacked by a company of the Eighth Route Army, they will definitely not be able to hold on for long!"
Major Kawabe was stunned for half a minute before he came to his senses.
This fact was beyond his expectation. The Eighth Route Army, which he had been longing for day and night, was actually hiding under his nose. Moreover, he often dealt with him under the guise of maintaining his status as a maintenance committee.
Shame, for Major Kawabe, this is definitely a huge shame.
If the matter spreads, not only will he be reprimanded by his superiors, he may even become the laughing stock of his colleagues.
Major Kawabe's face suddenly turned red, like an angry lion, and he cursed loudly.
"Bage Yalu, these Tubalu are so cunning, I want to kill them with my own hands and take revenge!"
"Sir, would you like to send troops to reinforce the Zhouzhuang stronghold immediately?" the subordinate asked in a low voice.
"Can the defenders still hold on?" Major Kawabe asked with a frown.
"Hi!" The subordinate thought for a moment and confirmed.
"The caller is the platoon leader of the second platoon of the Imperial Army's garrison. I know him. He is a timid Chinese who would never dare to tell lies to the Imperial Army!"
"He reported that there are more than 30 puppet troops left in the stronghold, but the garrison left the heavy machine gun and a light machine gun. There is also a machine gun in the ammunition depot. In addition, the Eighth Route Army has not yet started to attack, so they should be able to hold on.
One hour!"
The affirmation from his subordinates quickly strengthened Major Kawabe's determination to go to Zhouzhuang to eliminate these Eighth Route Army troops.
He frowned and analyzed: "The Eighth Route Army wiped out our garrison team in Tianjiacun and must have obtained a lot of weapons and ammunition. Except for mortars, we don't have any advantage in terms of equipment!"
"Order, mobile team, second team, mortar team, heavy machine gun team and one machine gun team, assemble immediately and follow me to reinforce the Zhouzhuang stronghold!"
"The stronghold is still in our hands, speed up and reinforce Zhouzhuang!" Major Kawabe ordered with a twinkle in his eye.
The closer you are to the stronghold, the clearer the gunfire will be.
However, Major Kawabe was not happy for long, he frowned and shouted.
"No, the gunfire from the direction of the stronghold is getting weaker and weaker. The defenders must be unable to hold on any longer. Speed up!"
Soon, the stronghold's turret came into view of Major Kawabe, and a heavy machine gun fired bullets intermittently at the firing hole in the turret.
Suddenly, the gunfire stopped, and then they saw the Eighth Route Army lying outside the stronghold, rushing into the stronghold like wolves and tigers.
Major Kawabe exclaimed: "No, we are still a step too late. The stronghold was captured by the Eighth Route Army."
"What should we do? Sir!" the adjutant next to him asked anxiously.
"Continue to kill them, surround them in their stronghold, and then destroy them!" The casualties in the offensive battle were definitely greater than in the frontal assault battle, but in order to eliminate these Eighth Route Army troops, Major Kawabebe gritted his teeth and ordered.
"The mobile force is divided into two, and they circle around the stronghold from left to right. The others attack them head-on. They are trapped in the stronghold first, and then attack!"
As soon as Major Kawabe gave the order, he saw the gun towers rushing into the stronghold. They worked in pairs and dragged all the wounded and corpses outside into the stronghold. They also collected all the weapons and ammunition. There was still no movement from the gun tower shooting holes just now.
At this time, several black barrels that kept shaking were also stretched out.
"The Eighth Route Army has discovered us, speed up and don't give them too much time to prepare!" Major Kawabe ordered with a stern face.
"Click, click, click..." The machine gun in the turret suddenly fired, and the few imperial soldiers at the front fell to the ground and lost all movement.
"Stop, the artillery fires. After two minutes, the light and heavy machine guns will cover and start the attack!" Major Kawabe stopped his subordinates who wanted to continue to die, and then ordered.
There were not many Eighth Route Army troops in the stronghold. There were less than thirty of them at full strength, and they were all hiding in the gun towers.
No matter how many mortar shells the enemy fires, as long as the turrets cannot be blown up, they are safe.
However, the Eighth Route Army, which was less than thirty years old, was equipped with four heavy machine guns and six light machine guns. The black muzzles of the guns were all facing the outside through the shooting holes.
Seeing a dozen Japanese soldiers forcing a platoon of puppet troops with bayonets, and slowly moving towards the stronghold under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, the Rongjun who was personally guarding the stronghold immediately ordered.
"All the heavy machine guns are immobile, and only three light machine guns are activated. First attack the Japanese and then the puppet troops, and drive them back."
The battle started very suddenly and ended very suddenly.
Three machine guns suddenly fired, and the bullets flying out of the firing holes killed more than a dozen Japanese and puppet soldiers in just a few seconds.
Because it was a tentative attack, the remaining Japanese and puppet troops did not persist and quickly retreated.
Then another free cannonball hit the turret.
But only five minutes later, a new round of Japanese attacks began.
Major Kawabe, who thought he knew the firepower of the defenders, used almost all his main forces this time, a total of more than 80 Japanese soldiers and four platoons of puppet troops.
More than twenty Japs and a platoon of puppet troops from each direction rushed toward the gun towers, screaming.
In the stronghold, looking at the Japanese and puppet troops rushing over, Rong Jun not only showed no nervousness on his face, but showed a very happy smile.
Having laid such a huge trap for the Japanese in Fengyun Town, they were calling for help and acting and fighting. They were waiting for this opportunity.
Staring at the Japanese and puppet troops getting closer and closer outside, he ordered decisively.
"Everyone is ready for battle. The three light machine guns that were fired just now will fire first!"
"After they rushed 20 meters outside the gun tower, all other light and heavy machine guns opened fire. The old rule is to attack the Japanese soldiers first and then the puppet troops. Try to kill the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield in one battle."
"Guard, go to the top of the turret, and as soon as the heavy machine gun fires, send a signal to let the ambush troops hiding around attack, surround and annihilate the Japanese and puppet troops outside!"
Major Kawabe was very relaxed now. With so many imperial and puppet troops attacking a company of the Eighth Route Army, it seemed to him that it was impossible not to win.
As long as he wipes out these Eighth Route Army troops, Major Kawabe is sure that even if they are not enough to advance his military rank, he can be transferred from the garrison to the main force!
Just as Major Kawabe was having a sweet dream, gunfire rang out from the turret.
Then a pair of eyes looked towards the battlefield, staring closely at the gun tower more than two hundred meters away.
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