At the former enemy headquarters of the Chengdong Garrison Regiment, more than 40 personnel carriers detected by the Japanese army had left here for almost three hours.
Because there were cavalry battalion patrols all over the road and the headquarters was tightly guarded by guard companies, the Japanese intelligence agents did not detect this situation.
They all thought that the car was still in the east of the city and would be used when preparing to attack.
Inside the headquarters, communications platoon leader Zhou Liang rushed in with excitement, obviously bringing good news to Li Hao.
"The regiment commander and chief of staff sent an urgent message: The troops have boarded the transport vehicle to pick them up at the base area and are heading to the front line. The speed of the vehicle is much faster than that of our transport team in Datong."
Li Hao's last worry was gone. He looked at Chief of Staff Zhou and said happily: "Chief, the crisis in the garrison base has been resolved."
"Chief of Staff Hong brought back a total of 900 people, all of whom are elite veterans. Even if the second batch of reinforcements does not arrive on time, 900 people can hold off the Japanese for at least one day."
"With no worries, I can finally concentrate on attacking Datong City."
Chief of Staff Zhou was also very happy.
The garrison regiment is a member of the Eighth Route Army. If something happens to the base area of the garrison regiment, I will feel uncomfortable.
Watching Li Hao take a long breath and reply: "It'll be good if the crisis is over."
"It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and the next two groups will be in place in two hours. Should we continue to wait or what should we do next?"
Li Hao looked at Chief of Staff Zhou with a thoughtful look on his face and asked: "Chief, what do you think the Japanese and puppet troops are doing in the city? How are you feeling?"
"People are panicking!" Chief of Staff Zhou blurted out.
"A siege war may start at any time, and everyone will worry about whether they can survive the bloody battle that follows."
"But for the Japanese who have been on the battlefield for a long time, although they will be nervous, it will not affect their combat effectiveness."
"They must be seizing all the time to rest, to conserve their strength and energy for the upcoming siege."
Li Hao suddenly interrupted: "We can't let the Japanese sleep peacefully."
"In this way, the troops already in place will start attacking first, and we will wait while fighting."
"Let me use light and heavy machine guns, mortars, infantry artillery, and mountain artillery. I will try my best to make the Japanese and puppet troops on the city wall nervous and slowly consume their strength."
"We all know that once a person enters a state of high tension, even if he does nothing, he will consume a lot of physical strength and energy."
"When we actually attack, these Japanese and puppet troops will definitely be very exhausted by us."
Chief of Staff Zhou nodded in agreement: "Good idea."
"If we don't rest, the Japanese won't be able to rest either. Moreover, we have to find ways to wear them down. They have no energy."
"After the real siege begins, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese and puppet troops will definitely drop."
On the east wall of the city, time passed by second by second. After unable to think of the reason why the defense group did not attack, the captain also began to close his eyes and rest.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is coming!" Less than ten minutes after he lay down, his subordinates' exclamations woke him up.
He jumped up from the cot, grabbed the telescope on the table and walked towards the battlement.
In front of the offensive position, more than a hundred Eighth Route Army troops formed a skirmish line and slowly approached the city wall, very vigilant.
The squadron leader looked nervous and asked: "Sir, do you want to order the heavy machine gun to fire to repel them?"
The captain shook his head and refused: "Don't move for now. This is probably their probing attack. If you fire rashly, you will be fooled."
"Everyone is ready for battle. The light and heavy machine guns can only fire according to my orders. The artillery is ready to fire."
The sleeping Japanese and puppet troops immediately became nervous and hurried back to their combat positions one by one.
The rifleman held the gun, slowly extended the barrel of the gun from the battlement, and aimed through the crosshairs at the approaching Eighth Route Army.
The machine gunner fixed his bipod on the sandbag, and the barrel of the gun extended from the battlement. With the butt of the gun on his shoulder, he aimed it at the Eighth Route Army, ready to pull the trigger at any time...
For a moment, everyone showed a nervous expression, staring motionlessly at the outside of the city.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is still less than 300 meters away from us!" the squadron leader continued to remind, his tone of voice was obviously much more nervous than before.
"Everyone, hold still!" the captain ordered, holding the command knife tightly.
When more than a hundred Eighth Route Army troops rushed forward another sixty or seventy meters, and seemed to be preparing to dig a new trench there, they gave a decisive order: "Light machine guns, riflemen, all shoot."
"Heavy machine guns and artillery are on standby. The target must not be exposed without my order."
As soon as the gunfire rang out at Chengtou, a large number of the attacking Eighth Route Army fell.
But they were not killed by bullets. Instead, they lay down on the ground to avoid the hail of bullets flying towards them.
Seeing this scene, the captain was even more sure of his judgment: "I said this was a tentative attack by the Eighth Route Army. They hid as soon as we counterattacked, and they didn't have the confidence to attack us."
"Just watch, they will retreat in two minutes at most."
"Da da da..." As soon as the captain finished speaking, the sound of heavy machine gun fire like a slap in the face sounded outside the city.
On the offensive position, at least five heavy machine guns roared, and the long tongues of flames were particularly dazzling under the darkness of night.
Coupled with the light machine guns that were also firing, the flying bullets were like rain, slamming into the city wall.
Some bullets hit the bricks of the city wall, causing fire and debris to fly.
Some bullets stuck on the battlements flew up to the top of the city, forming an airtight fire net above everyone's heads.
If anyone showed up at this time, they would definitely be beaten on the spot.
Some bullets just passed through the battlements and hit the soldiers who were shooting, causing bursts of screams...
The attacking troops lying on the ground took the opportunity to get up and continue to attack the city wall.
The captain's eyes quickly widened, shocked and embarrassed.
Not only did the Eighth Route Army's attacking troops not retreat, but they fired fierce firepower to cover their continued attack. This was completely contrary to what I had just judged, and it was like a loud slap that made me crack.
Before he could react, the explosion sound of "Boom, boom, boom..." also sounded, and the nearest impact point was less than thirty meters away.
In the splashing fire, a machine gun team was instantly blown away, and a machine gunner was blown directly out of the city wall.
"The Eighth Route Army has fired artillery. This is a real attack, not a feint. Protect the captain and get out of here!" The squadron leader had just recovered from the shock and was anxious to give the order.
Several guards on standby nearby rushed over immediately.
Just as he was about to retreat with the captain, he finally reacted from the shock: "Why panic! Isn't it just a few mortar shells?"
"The Eighth Route Army has mortars, and so do we, and there are twenty-five of them. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Order the artillery to use the same number of mortars to counterattack and kill the Eighth Route Army artillery unit. I want to avenge the artillery force that was severely damaged by them during the day."
"The heavy machine gun teams numbered one, three, five, seven, and nine immediately fired back and suppressed the Eighth Route Army's heavy machine gun firepower."
"Light machine guns and rifles are used against the Eighth Route Army's attacking troops. Kill them for me."
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