The familiar sound of rifle-machine gun fire was faintly heard entering the station. The regiment commander who had been waiting for news immediately got up from his cot, picked up his command knife and rushed outside.
Climbing up to a roof next to the headquarters, he took the telescope handed over by his subordinates, raised it and looked towards the location of the gunshot.
The night was too dark and the distance was far away. I looked for a long time and found nothing.
But he was glad for one thing: the sudden gunshot did not appear briefly, but disappeared after a while.
Instead, they became more and more dense, and the range of the gunfire became larger and larger, constantly approaching the station, with several explosions mixed in between.
This shows that this firefight was not an ordinary sneak attack, but an attack.
The commander of the regiment immediately became excited and turned around to order: "The whole army should be prepared for battle, stop the enemy step by step according to the predetermined battle plan, block the Eighth Route Army attacking us outside the station, and let them gather together."
"All the reconnaissance troops are sent out to find out how many Eighth Route Army soldiers are attacking us, what their equipment is like, and their specific identities, and we need to be quick."
After giving the order, the regimental commander returned to the headquarters.
Half an hour later, the sound of exchange of fire was less than 500 meters away from the station.
The captain who commanded the scouts hurried in and reported while panting: "Sir, we've figured it all out!"
"The Eighth Route Army is everywhere around the station, and there are many cavalry, densely packed, at least three thousand people."
"They are well-equipped. Each infantry company is equipped with heavy machine guns and mortars. Light machine guns are assigned to the infantry squads. Their attack firepower is very powerful. The patrols outside the station are no match at all. They were defeated in one blow by the attacking troops.
I don’t even have a mobile phone.”
"It seems that the garrison has transferred all the main troops here!" the commander of the regiment made a judgment with a cold snort.
After thinking for a few seconds, I said happily.
"That's fine. It just happens to hit them hard in one battle, so that we don't have to defend from the east to the west in the subsequent attack. This will not only delay the attack speed, but also cause heavy casualties to the troops."
After finishing speaking, the regiment commander turned his attention to the infantry captain under his command and asked seriously.
"Are your troops ready?"
"Hi!" the captain replied with admiration on his face.
"Captain, you are so awesome. You said the garrison would come to attack tonight and they actually came."
"You gave us an order when the troops were encamped before dark: Let us build some simple blocking positions around the station. Although we didn't understand it and even thought it was a bit unnecessary, we strictly followed the military order and built some."
"I didn't understand why at the time? Now I understand."
"Because of the existence of these positions, we don't have to rush to respond to the Eighth Route Army's attack."
"Now we are relying on these fortifications to make our blocking position more complete and stronger."
The commander of the regiment was very satisfied with the order: "That's good. Inform all the troops in the station. I don't care what methods they use. They will stop the Eighth Route Army at all costs for at least half an hour."
"No one can take a step back without my order."
"The longer everyone holds back, the more concentrated the Eighth Route Army's offensive forces will be, and the greater the results of our counterattack will be."
"In half an hour, the entire army will be ready for a counterattack. I will annihilate all the Eighth Route Army attacking us."
The two captains are the only people in the army besides the wing captain who know about the existence of the secret force.
After listening to the commander's order, it was as if he had seen scenes of Eighth Route Army troops being poisoned by gas bombs.
He replied with an expectant look on his face: "Don't worry, captain, we promise to complete the mission and not affect your counterattack plan."
The men hurriedly left the headquarters and rushed back to the battlefield.
The lethality of the poisonous gas is so great that any accident may result in the tragic result of killing a thousand enemies and damaging oneself eight hundred.
He must rush to the front line in person to tell everyone to take precautions to avoid accidents that could hurt the enemy or himself.
After the two captains completely disappeared, the commander looked at the major who was commanding the secret force next to him.
The decisive battle is about to begin. They are the key to whether they can eliminate their opponents tonight, and there must be no accidents.
He asked seriously: "Are your troops ready?"
The major replied calmly: "Sir, don't worry, my people have been paying attention to the weather on the battlefield."
"There will be no wind and no rain tonight, which is very suitable for our battle."
"I prepared 300 poison gas bombs for the Eighth Route Army that attacked us, and they all penetrated their offensive positions within three minutes. One poison gas bomb killed ten Eighth Route Army troops, and 300 poison gas bombs could kill 3,000 people."
"Sir, all your people need to do is put on their gas masks, wait until all the gas bombs explode and the gas effects are at their maximum, then rush out to collect the corpses."
"Yo Xi!" The co-captain was very satisfied with this answer and looked at the major and said expectantly.
"Then I will definitely appreciate your performance."
Outside the station, the Japanese and puppet troops were retreating steadily.
In the violent explosion, one machine gun position after another was submerged in artillery fire.
"Rumble..."
The explosion went off again, and the artillery position less than a hundred meters away from the station was instantly submerged in artillery fire.
The pressure on the attacking troops suddenly decreased, and the soldiers lying on the ground quickly got up and rushed forward with their guns in hand.
"Da da da……"
In the night, a series of gunshots suddenly came from two hundred meters ahead, and then a dazzling tongue of flames was seen emerging from the night.
The company commander leading the team vaguely saw four or five soldiers being knocked down by bullets flying towards them.
"Get down..." the company commander yelled and threw himself to the ground.
Picking up a rifle, he fired and ordered: "Machine gun cover, artillery squadron set up guns immediately, kill the enemy's firepower points for me!"
The light machine guns assigned to each squad and the heavy machine guns equipped to the fire platoon opened fire rapidly.
The bullets flying towards us became sparse immediately, and more than ten gunners in the artillery squad took the time to squat on the ground to assemble the mortars.
In more than half a minute, two mortars were set up and stood behind everyone.
"Boom boom..."
The mortars fired, and as soon as the dull sound of shelling reached everyone's ears, two fireballs shot up from the firepower point more than 200 meters away, and the splashing firelight illuminated the surrounding area clearly.
More than a dozen Japanese and puppet troops squatted or lay on both sides of the machine guns, shooting desperately at the attacking troops.
Because the impact point was too far away, none of them were injured, but they were shocked by the close-range explosion.
He quickly stopped shooting and planned to move his position with the machine gun.
The mortar fire rate was too fast. As soon as I lifted the heavy machine gun to my shoulder, the second round of two shells had already followed.
A cannonball hit the target.
In the violent explosion, the two Japs were blown away with splashes of fire.
The heavy machine gun was also blown over and fell to the side.
The Japanese and puppet soldiers who were still alive did not care about the heavy machine guns, so they raised their legs and retreated to the base behind them. They were moving very fast, fearing that they would be killed if they ran too slow.
"Comrades, charge with me..." The company commander jumped up from the ground like a leopard and rushed out at the lead.
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