I don’t know how long it took, but Li Hao finally moved.
Now three points were drawn on the map, and then he said: "Let's attack these three places!"
Hong Linfeng looked puzzled and asked: "Captain, are you mistaken? There are no Japanese and puppet strongholds in these three points. There are only some ambushes lurking in the blockade trenches. The total may be less than a hundred days."
Puppet troops. If our main force regiment can't defeat a hundred Japanese puppet troops, it would be a waste. It's a typical use of a bull's-eye to kill a chicken."
Wang Hong also showed an expression of approval: "I support the chief of staff's opinion."
"There are too few Japanese and puppet troops in these three places. Killing them will not have any impact on the war situation. It is better to attack Linwu Town."
Li Hao raised the corners of his mouth and explained with a smile: "Political Commissar, Chief of Staff, don't object in a hurry, just listen to what I have to say."
"My real purpose is not to kill the less than a hundred Japanese and puppet troops in these three places, but to destroy all the blockade ditches and walls in these three places, and send the three main battalions into the area where we have only one blockade ditch.
Separate blockade area, reinforcements three independent battalions."
"The stronghold of the Japanese and puppet troops is too strong, and it is impossible to attack there."
"I decided to give the little devil another surprise victory, no, three consecutive surprise victories."
At one o'clock in the morning, everything was dark and it was hard to see.
Except for the Linwu Town stronghold, which was brightly lit, all the Japanese and puppet troops, including the colonel, were waiting in full formation without rest.
The first line of defense of the stronghold has been breached by the garrison, and all bunkers have been destroyed, losing their defensive value.
The defenses of the three strongholds were originally the same, but now that the Linwu Town stronghold has lost its first line of defense, it has become the weakest one.
If the garrison launches an attack tonight, the Linwu Town stronghold will definitely bear the brunt.
The colonel immediately ordered his subordinates to rest during the day and prepare for combat duty at night.
Disappointingly, the reconnaissance troops did not see any sign of the garrison until one o'clock in the morning.
"Sir, it's already very late now. The garrison probably won't come. Otherwise, the remaining three or four hours won't be enough for them to prepare and attack." The subordinate analyzed.
The colonel also showed an expression of approval.
Just as he was about to order half of the troops to return to the barracks to rest, the sound of "boom, boom, boom..." exploded into everyone's ears.
"It's an artillery attack, about five kilometers away from us, southeast of the stronghold." The artillery staff was the first to respond.
The deputy quickly found this point on the map and reported: "Sir, the gunfire is coming from here."
"But there is no imperial army stronghold here, only blockade trenches and blockade walls."
The colonel frowned and analyzed with a puzzled look on his face: "The artillery fire just now was very intensive, including mountain artillery and mortars. Could it be that the Eighth Route Army sent out so many artillery pieces just to destroy our blockade trenches and walls?"
"Sir, would you like to send troops over to take a look?" the subordinate suggested.
"There are only three lurking troops in this blockade ditch. There are less than fifty people from the Imperial Army and the Imperial Alliance Army. They are definitely no match for the garrison."
The scene of last night's battle subconsciously appeared in Colonel's mind, and he shouted: "Surround the area for reinforcements."
"I understand. The garrison is likely to repeat its old tricks. On the surface, it sends out heavy troops to destroy our blockade ditch, but in fact, it sets up pocket arrays outside the stronghold, waiting for our reinforcements to get in and eat them in one bite."
"We must not make the same mistake twice."
"Furthermore, the military headquarters has strict orders. Without their orders, no troops can leave their strongholds without authorization, giving the Eighth Route Army an opportunity. Therefore, we cannot send troops and all troops remain stationary."
The subordinate hesitated and replied: "What if the real purpose of the garrison is to destroy the blockade ditch?"
"They destroyed it at night, and after dawn we went directly to the blockade area to recruit strong men to rebuild, to see who could survive the other."
At eight o'clock the next morning, the scout finally brought back the news from the outside.
"Sir, the investigation is clear. The blockade ditch and blockade wall between four kilometers and six kilometers southeast of the stronghold have been destroyed."
"The attacking Eighth Route Army dispatched two mountain artillery pieces, three large-caliber mortars, and six ordinary mortars."
"The destroyed blockade trenches and blockade walls showed signs of extensive use of explosive charges."
"It must be that the Eighth Route Army soldiers were short of manpower and used a large number of explosive packets in order to speed up the destruction."
The colonel's expression was calm and he didn't even frown. He directly ordered: "Send a squadron from the stronghold and a battalion of the Imperial Army to enter the blockade area to capture strong men and rebuild the blockade ditch."
"The manpower in the blockade area is endless. If the blockade ditch can be used to consume a large amount of the ammunition of the garrison, it will be a good deal."
The Japanese and puppet troops' raids on the blockade area did not stop because the blockade ditch was destroyed.
At eight o'clock in the morning, more than 500 puppet troops left their base on time and continued to advance along yesterday's mopping up route.
The whole morning, they found nothing.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the leader of the Japanese squadron thought that he would gain nothing again today, the long-awaited gunfire finally rang out.
"Sir, there is an Eighth Route Army blocking force on the mountains ahead. Two Imperial soldiers were killed and one wounded in the forward unit."
The subordinates suffered casualties, and they should have been sad, but the squadron leader exclaimed with excitement: "After searching for so long, we finally encountered the Eighth Route Army. It seems that we will not return empty-handed tonight..."
"The first team, the First Company of the Imperial Association Army, will launch an attack immediately. Be sure to hold them back and kill as many Eighth Route Army troops as you can."
More than a hundred Japanese and puppet troops quickly broke away from their troops and launched an attack directly on the mountains without any artillery cover.
The reason for being so anxious is not that the Japanese squadron leader is arrogant, but that he has to do it as a last resort.
The opponent was too cunning. During the previous raids, I followed the conventional strategy, first bombarding, then heavy machine gun cover, and finally infantry assault.
The result was exactly the same: the Eighth Route Army, which had sneak-attacked the forward troops, actually withdrew from its position during the shelling of the troops.
By the time the attacking troops passed through, they had already disappeared without a trace.
In the end, not only did they fail to kill a single Eighth Route Army soldier, they also wasted a lot of ammunition, and the gain outweighed the loss.
After suffering several losses, the squadron leader decided to change his tactics, omitting the artillery bombardment and heavy machine gun cover, and directly ordered the troops to assault.
Even if the Eighth Route Army reacted quickly and retreated after sneak attacks on the forward troops, the attacking troops could bite their tail and kill a few people without returning in vain like before.
The battle situation was as expected. The mountains were very quiet and there was no movement at all.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army above must have escaped again." The adjutant shouted dissatisfied.
"Run away. The attacking troops have already rushed up. We will definitely be able to bite their tails and kill a few of them." The squadron leader had expected this outcome and answered calmly.
"Boom boom boom..."
An explosion suddenly sounded on the mountain ridge, startling the squadron leader.
Then I saw more than ten plumes of black smoke rising from the center of the attacking troops, and the attacking troops instantly lost a dozen figures.
Immediately afterwards, a row of Eighth Route Army troops appeared on the mountain ridge, armed with rifles with bayonets in hand. Under the cover of the explosion of grenades, they rushed out of the mountain blocking position and pounced on the attacking troops like hungry wolves.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army on the mountain has not retreated. They have a company, and they want to fight us with bayonets." The adjutant looked shocked. This was a scene he had never expected even to death. He didn't realize it until the two troops were about to collide.
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The squadron leader responded faster: "I understand. After such a long blockade, the Eighth Route Army must have run out of ammunition and has to come out to fight us with bayonets."
"This is simply a credit given to us by God. As long as the two armies are strangled together, the more than one hundred Eighth Route Army will have no chance to withdraw."
After saying that, the squadron leader stared closely at the battlefield.
