Hearing that Li Hao agreed to his request to fight, Captain Zhou immediately smiled.
Before he could speak, the next few words confused him, and the smile froze on his face on the spot.
After a few seconds, he looked at Li Hao and reminded him.
"Captain Li, is it too little to only go to one battalion?"
"The Japanese have two squadrons, plus the artillery and heavy machine gun units that cooperate with each other, the total strength must be more than 400 people."
"We only have more than 300 people. We don't have any advantage in terms of strength. It's difficult to kill them in an ambush."
Li Hao did not change the order. He looked at Commander Zhou and replied confidently: "The troops are a little short, but we have the firepower advantage."
"The troops do not have enough firepower to make up for it. This has always been the combat style of the garrison."
"By the way, you don't know yet: the ammunition depot where the Japanese had stockpiled combat supplies for the 20,000-strong army for more than two months was seized by us. Not a single bullet or gun was destroyed, and the weapons and ammunition inside were piled up like mountains."
"Tell the battalion of the Independent Regiment, which is preparing to attack, to take as many light and heavy machine guns and mortars as they can from the arsenal without affecting the marching speed."
"I estimate that they are equipped with thirty light machine guns, six heavy machine guns, and six mortars. It will be no problem."
"When we get to the battlefield, we line up the light and heavy machine guns and mortars to fire."
"The Japanese must have been very tired after traveling for six or seven hours continuously, and their ability to react on the battlefield has been greatly reduced."
"As long as the battlefield is chosen well, with thirty or forty light and heavy machine guns and more than two hundred rifles, one round of fire coverage can kill more than half of the Japs."
The worry on Captain Zhou's face disappeared.
He had seen the scene of thirty or forty light and heavy machine guns firing together once, and it was done by the Japanese.
The scene was simply incredible. Bullets were flying towards me like rain, and it was airtight.
No matter who it is, as long as they enter the shooting range, they will be killed while lying on the ground.
If thirty or forty light and heavy machine guns were used to ambush the Japanese reinforcements, Commander Zhou was really confident that he would kill these four hundred Japanese.
A pair of eyes became hotter and hotter, and he answered immediately.
"Don't worry, Commander Li, I'll go give them orders now."
"If we don't have enough troops and firepower, we can use one battalion to eat up two Japanese infantry squadrons."
Seeing that Captain Zhou was about to leave on the spot, Li Hao quickly shouted: "Don't worry, we don't need a few minutes."
"The Independent Regiment has three battalions. One battalion will ambush the two squadrons, and the remaining two battalions will be divided into three groups to ambush the remaining three groups of Japs."
"They only have one reinforced squadron and one or two companies of puppet troops. With enough light and heavy machine guns and mortars, they can definitely eat them."
"After the battle, the troops should not retreat in a hurry. They should pretend to be Japanese reinforcements and continue to attack towards the county seat."
"But we must control the marching speed so that the Japanese will mistakenly think that the reinforcements are being blocked by the Eighth Route Army and cannot move faster."
"The garrison regiment stayed behind in the county seat and put on a show for the Japanese here, making the Japanese troops in Taiyuan mistakenly think that the county seat was still in their hands."
"I'm going to prepare a bigger pocket formation here to eat up the nearly two thousand Japanese who came from Zhangjiakou."
"At that time, if the Japanese want to counterattack the county town, they will have no troops available and will have to mobilize troops from the front line to come back for reinforcements. Then we will win this counter-mopping campaign."
At two o'clock in the morning, on the road ten kilometers away from the county seat, more than 400 Japanese soldiers held torches and marched forward in a hurry.
On the road one kilometer ahead of them, dozens of soldiers were laying landmines.
Surprisingly, they did not bury landmines on the road, but in all the places on the side of the road where people could hide.
For example, a depression, behind a small dirt bag, or behind a field bank...
There is a sorghum field next to the highway. In order to prevent the guerrillas from using the sorghum stalks as cover to sneak attack on the imperial army, all the sorghum stalks in the field were cut down. At a glance, it was empty and there was nothing there.
More than 100 meters across the road, more than 300 soldiers from the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment lined up to ambush here.
Everyone's body was covered with yellow sorghum stalks, and the light and heavy machine guns were also well concealed by the sorghum stalks.
Under the cover of night, it looks exactly like the chopped sorghum stalks around it.
Unless you look closer, no one will notice the person lying underneath.
The Japanese were eager to reinforce the county town. In order to ensure the marching speed, they could only reduce the intensity of investigation of the surrounding areas.
The deputy captain who leads the team is very confident about his safety.
The Eighth Route Army concentrated its forces to attack the county town. Even if it arranged for reinforcements, it would not be too many, and it would certainly not be able to ambush itself.
Besides, this place is still ten kilometers away from the county seat, and it is impossible for the reinforcements to come so far to deal with us.
"Da da da……"
The sound of heavy machine gun fire suddenly sounded from the flank of the team. The deputy captain was startled, but his reaction ability was not bad at all and he subconsciously threw himself to the ground.
When he looked up, the ambush had already begun.
There were a total of forty light and heavy machine guns, and bullets were fired at the road as if they were free.
In the night, in the sorghum field more than a hundred meters away, there were tongues of fire every four or five meters, which looked particularly dazzling.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of corpses had fallen around him, and all he could hear were the painful screams of the wounded and the yells of soldiers.
The deputy captain knew that he was being ambushed. He was shocked and quickly ordered the troops to retreat to the other side of the road to establish a defensive line.
"Boom boom boom..."
As soon as the words were spoken, an explosion sounded not far away.
Four of the six shells hit the road, and black smoke rose into the sky surrounded by flames. In the splashing fire, three subordinate toys were blown away...
"Get off the road quickly... everyone get out of here..." the deputy captain shouted anxiously, the look of shock on his face becoming more intense.
The Eighth Route Army's fighting style was so unexpected. Looking at the posture of the reinforcement troops, it was clear that they wanted to eat themselves. Where were the reinforcements?
Glancing around, the shocked expression on his face was directly covered by fear.
The road was littered with corpses and seriously wounded people screaming, and at most 40% of his subordinates were still able to move normally.
However, the number of bullets fired from the other side of the road did not decrease, and the firepower was even worse than before.
Soldiers continued to be killed during the transfer process.
Seeing this, the vice-captain felt chills in his heart.
Based on his experience, the chance that he will get here today is at least 60%.
But he is not a person who gives up easily. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will never be discouraged.
One rolled over and hid on the other side of the road, and continued to shout towards the road: "Everyone come to this side of the road."
"All machine guns are firing, cover everyone..."
"Boom..." Two explosions suddenly sounded, interrupting the deputy captain's unfinished words.
The deputy captain could tell that this was not the explosion of a mortar shell.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the explosion point, trying to figure out what was going on?
Two clouds of black smoke rose slowly from the ground, less than five meters apart from each other.
Four or five of his subordinates fell around the black smoke, all with their feet facing in and their bodies facing out.
The subordinate closest to the explosion point had his entire lower body blown away, and his upper body fell to the ground motionless.
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