Chapter 1284 Inadvertently planting willows and willows
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the captain arrived at Zhaozhuang.
After taking a look at the surrounding terrain, he decisively ordered the troops to camp and rest here tonight.
"The reconnaissance force immediately launched a search of five kilometers around the village to ensure that there is no danger in this area."
"The headquarters, guards, and cavalry brigade live in the village."
"The baggage train and the cavalry unit will camp next to the road. The chief of staff of other units will make arrangements for you."
"After dark, it is necessary to ensure that the camp has two infantry squadrons of the Imperial Army, a mortar squadron, a cavalry squadron, a mountain artillery squadron, and two battalions of the Imperial Alliance Army on standby, ready to attack at any time."
"Guard posts, patrols, all deployed twice as much."
"The garrison is indeed very powerful. It actually has the strength to kill a cavalry squadron right under our noses. I'm really impressed."
"To deal with this kind of enemy who doesn't play by common sense, we must be very cautious and not give them any chance to take advantage of us."
The chief of staff was convinced. He looked at the commander and replied seriously: "Don't worry, commander, I will be cautious."
In another village six kilometers away from Zhaozhuang, the former enemy headquarters of the Laiyuan Independent Battalion is located here.
Investigators continued to rush into the village and brought over the latest information on the Japanese and puppet troops in Zhaozhuang.
"Battal Commander, our judgment was all correct. The Japanese artillery and transport teams are all stationed next to the road, which is where we judged." The deputy battalion commander rushed into the headquarters to report, holding the map the reconnaissance platoon had just drawn in his hand.
Japanese and puppet army garrison defense map.
"Really?" Zhao Wen was so happy that he almost jumped up.
I took the sketch handed over by the deputy battalion commander and looked at it.
Finally, he fixed his sights on the artillery and baggage train station, pointed there and asked: "A total of fifty explosive bags are buried here. As long as the artillery detonates them with shells, the baggage and artillery carried by the Japanese will definitely suffer heavy losses."
The instructor said: "Batalion Commander, we are definitely doing something unintentional tonight."
"We buried the explosives during the day just to give it a try. No one can guarantee that the Japanese will actually arrange the baggage train there. If we lose the bet, we will not lose anything. The worst we can do is wait until the Japanese and puppet troops leave tomorrow.
Then take out those explosives."
"I didn't expect that God would be on our side and let us win the bet."
"Although the operation has not started yet, I am certain that we will defeat the Japanese tonight and destroy most of their supplies and artillery."
The fire company commander was standing nearby.
Looking at Zhao Wen, he answered confidently: "Batalion Commander, I've done the math. With a few companies equipped with mortars, we can get together 12 mortars, two mountain cannons, and one infantry cannon."
"Sixteen artillery salvos can fire seventy shells at the target in half a minute."
"If the artillery is dispersed and arranged according to different ranges, with three guns and one artillery position, I can guarantee that the Japanese artillery will not be able to lock on us within one minute, and then we can fire 140 rounds of artillery shells at the target."
"The explosive is buried half a meter deep. As long as the impact point is within one meter of the explosive package, the explosive package will be exposed by the crater created by the blast, and then detonated by the high temperature generated by the shell explosion."
"The power of the explosive package is more than ten times greater than that of a mortar shell, the crater created is also several times larger, and the temperature generated is higher."
"They are buried at a very high density. As long as one hundred and forty shells can detonate one or two explosive packets, the other explosive packets will be detonated by the sacrificial explosive packet, which is enough for the Japanese and puppet troops to drink a pot."
Zhao Wen immediately ordered: "Time will not wait for me, you go prepare now and prepare to launch an attack in the early morning."
"The guard company will cover your transfer. The other troops will serve as reserves, ready to join the battle at any time."
The commander of the regiment was in a very bad mood. During the whole day, except for setting several villages on fire, the troops achieved no results and even lost a cavalry squadron in vain.
More importantly, the Eighth Route Army's ubiquitous mine warfare made every soldier worry, and morale was not as high as it was before the troops were dispatched.
At ten o'clock in the evening, after confirming that the intelligence department would be able to obtain the information he wanted during the day tomorrow, the commander lay down to rest.
Outside the village, nearly 7,000 Japanese puppet troops were scattered around. Some people lived in tents and slept soundly. Some people sat around the campfire with their heads tucked into their military uniforms. A few people slept together to keep warm.
More than a thousand Japanese and puppet troops resisted the constant sleepiness and stared at the surroundings.
Some people were patrolling and guarding with rifles, while others were squatting beside artillery and heavy machine guns, ready to join the battle at any time.
One kilometer away from the camp are hills and patches of shrubs, which are also the edge of the Japanese security position.
This is the base area of the garrison. They are familiar with the terrain. They know where to go with their eyes closed, where to hide people, and where to place guard posts...
If the guard post is extended and expanded inward and placed in the bushes, it will not only fail to serve as a guard, but will instead give the garrison a useless victory.
It's different if the guard post is placed on the edge of the hill.
Even if the Eighth Route Army is hidden in the mountains, as long as they come out, they will definitely not be able to escape the sight of the guard post, which will give the main force an early warning.
Entering the hills and walking three hundred meters further, a mountain ridge blocks here.
There is a large piece of flat land behind the ridge. Although there are a lot of shrubs and woods in it, many places are empty.
In these open spaces, a group of more than ten or twenty Eighth Route Army soldiers were nervously assembling artillery pieces and adjusting their firing positions.
"Boom boom..."
An explosion suddenly sounded east of the village.
The sleeping commander was suddenly awakened, got up from the bed, put on his military uniform and walked out.
When I opened the door, the explosion not only did not stop, but intensified.
The staff officer on duty rushed over with a nervous look on his face: "Captain, it's a mortar."
"The baggage trains and artillery live there, and the Eighth Route Army wants to destroy the baggage trains and artillery we carry."
"Rumble..."
A series of more violent explosions deafened the captain's ears, and the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.
A hint of gloom flashed across the heavy face of the regiment leader, and then he analyzed: "There are not only mortars, but also heavy artillery."
"Only explosions of heavy artillery shells can make such a big noise."
"Why are you still standing there? The artillery will counterattack immediately."
"Other troops are on heightened alert, and the troops stationed next to the artillery and baggage trains are ready. As soon as the artillery fire stops, they will rush over to rescue supplies and artillery, and rescue the wounded."
"You are right about one thing. The Eighth Route Army prepared so many artillery pieces to attack the baggage trains and artillery. They must be trying to cut off our logistics and kill our heavy weapons. This is their best attack method."
After the staff officer on duty left, the commander's expression did not become lighter.
In his eyes, only heavy artillery could cause such a big noise. The explosions did not stop.
The explosions became denser and denser, and they were already loud.
Standing at the door, you can clearly see that the sky to the east of the village has been dyed red by artillery fire.
The commander's face became increasingly serious. He had a feeling that the troops must have suffered heavy losses tonight.
He raised his eyebrows and strode towards the war room.
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