As a battlefield commander, you must have the qualities to keep your mind clear at all times.
The smile only lasted for a few seconds before the expression on He Jun's face returned to seriousness, and he continued to ask: "How many people are left in our four main companies?"
"I'll report this!" The instructor suddenly appeared.
"I just sent someone to contact the four company commanders to get the latest information on their situation."
"The first company suffered the most losses, with 31 casualties, 79 men left to continue fighting, and 29 puppet soldiers captured."
"The Second Company suffered 19 casualties, 41 puppet soldiers were captured, and 93 people were left to continue fighting."
"The Third Company suffered 27 casualties, captured 33 puppet soldiers, and 80 others can continue to fight."
"The fourth company achieved the greatest results, with 29 casualties, 58 puppet soldiers captured, and 84 people left to continue fighting."
"Including the guard platoon and the reconnaissance platoon, we have nearly 400 combat troops!"
"Now all these troops have reached the vicinity of the Japanese and puppet army's circular fortifications. As long as you give the order, battalion commander, they can launch an attack immediately."
"Don't rush now, wait a moment!" He Jun made a calming gesture.
Then he raised the telescope again and looked at the battlefield.
Now that the war has begun, the military advantage has come to our side.
Minus the planes in the sky, the firepower advantage must also be with the Independent Battalion.
As long as the independent battalion's other trump card is in place, this battle will be won by itself.
Ten minutes passed, and He Jun still stood there, staring at the battlefield, motionless.
The instructor next to him was anxious. Standing here, he could clearly see every move of the Japanese and puppet troops on the battlefield.
After retreating to the artillery position, the Japanese and puppet troops did not sit idle. Instead, they immediately rushed to several highlands to dig trenches and build positions.
Instructors are not military cadres, but they still have at least military qualities.
From his perspective, the several positions being built by the Japanese and puppet troops were chosen very well.
The position is high and the field of vision is wide. Once they build their position, the troops can hide in the trenches and attack the independent battalion's attacking troops from a high position. By then, the troops will definitely suffer heavy casualties and suffer heavy losses.
Seeing that the battalion commander had no intention of issuing an attack order, he immediately reminded: "Battal Commander, we can't wait any longer."
"I suggest that the Japanese and puppet troops launch an attack immediately while their foothold is still unstable."
"Wait a minute!" He Jun remained unmoved.
Seeing that the instructor wanted to persuade him, he quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, instructor, we have a trump card."
"The conditions of the little devils are limited. Even if we give them another two hours to dig trenches, the fortifications they build will be purely civil engineering works. They will definitely be vulnerable to our trump card."
"When the killer weapon is in place, we will launch an attack and strive to resolve the battle in one surprise attack."
The Japanese squadron leader stood on a high ground inside the ring fortification with a very complicated expression.
The casualties suffered by the search troops in the melee once again angered him, and at that moment, he had thoughts of murder.
Then there was joy and excitement.
The gunfire that slowly stopped on the battlefield showed that his changed tactics were working.
The troops retreated and contracted their defenses. The Eighth Route Army tried to consume a lot of its own tactics through melee, but was crushed by itself.
If you want to continue to destroy yourself, you can only attack by force.
But if they fought like this, their dispersed troops would have to concentrate and move, and then be exposed to the eyes of the imperial army's artillery and aircraft.
Now that they have stopped attacking, they must be frightened by the threats from the Imperial Army's artillery and aircraft, and are now thinking of ways to break the situation.
But this good mood did not last long.
Five minutes passed and the Eighth Route Army had not yet launched an attack.
Ten minutes passed, and there was still no movement around the battlefield.
The squadron leader's brows knitted again, and his expression became more and more serious.
I kept asking myself in my mind: Could it be that the Eighth Route Army didn't see its troops digging trenches and building positions? Didn't they know that it would be more difficult for them to eliminate them after the positions were repaired?
No, their commanders have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they must know that launching an attack while their footing is not stable can reduce the difficulty of the battle.
But they did not attack.
There is only one reason for this, they are brewing some new conspiracy.
Moreover, this conspiracy is easier to eliminate than a quick victory.
"Boom boom..."
Two explosions reached the squadron leader's ears.
The first subconscious reaction was that the mortars equipped by the Eighth Route Army began to show up again.
Only when he followed the sound and looked over did he realize that he had guessed wrong. The explosion did not come from the imperial army's position, but from a bush more than a hundred meters away from the imperial army's position.
Two clouds of white smoke rose from the bushes, and then two disc-sized explosive packets were seen rolling and flying towards the imperial army's position.
"It's a thunder cannon. The Eighth Route Army actually moved the thunder cannon right under our noses. No wonder they didn't launch an attack. It turned out they were waiting for the thunder cannon." The squadron leader looked stunned at first, and then a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.
Expression, shouted out loud.
Shocked, the squadron leader's reaction speed in the face of battle was not affected.
Immediately began to issue orders: "The artillery began to counterattack and destroy the newly exposed flying thunder cannon."
"Contact the aircraft in the sky to launch an attack together. The thunder cannon is too powerful and can instantly level our position. We must not let them fire a second explosive package."
"Rumble..."
It was only then that a thunderous explosion reached the squadron leader's ears.
Two explosive packets were smashed next to a position, one on the left and one on the right.
The splashing firelight and gunpowder smoke were like a storm, quickly sweeping around.
In the blink of an eye, the position was covered in smoke.
Except for the two plumes of thick black smoke rising into the sky, all that was left within the sight was earth, rocks, shrubs, and blown-up imperial soldiers flying everywhere?
"Boom boom boom..."
The artillery responded quickly and began firing upon receiving the order.
A few minutes later, the plane joined the battle with a roar and dropped a bomb into the area covered by artillery fire.
The solemn expression on the squadron leader's face is much more beautiful.
Such fierce artillery fire was enough to kill the Eighth Route Army hiding in this area several times.
The two thunder cannons must have been blown to pieces and rendered useless.
"Boom boom..."
At this moment, the explosion caused by the firing of the thunder cannon sounded again.
The squadron leader froze on the spot and took several seconds to react.
Then a "rumbling..." explosion sounded in my ears.
Because the impact point of the bomb was too close to him, the squadron leader himself was blown up so much that his ears buzzed.
The position not far away was even worse. An explosive package directly hit the trench.
When the smoke cleared, a huge crater with a depth of two to three meters and a radius of nearly ten meters was directly blasted out of the small position.
All the imperial troops within the crater were gone, and they must have been torn into pieces.
The soldiers further away lay on the ground in various postures, motionless.
The squadron leader used his binoculars to search the position but could not see a single moving subordinate!
