"Quick, there are Japs behind the ruins in front. Shoot there with the machine gun and kill them!" Instructor Liu Wenxuan squatted next to a machine gun, holding a rifle in his hand and directing the machine gun while shooting.
"Da da da……"
The bullets jumped and flew out of the muzzle. Some of them hit the ruins dozens of meters away, causing sparks to fly. Some of them just hit the half-exposed Japs behind the ruins.
The two Japs fell to the ground, and the remaining Japs quickly retracted their heads and were temporarily suppressed behind the ruins.
Liu Wenxuan took the opportunity to touch Zhao Wen's side and said anxiously: "Batalion Commander, why hasn't the main force of the regiment fired yet?"
"The enemy's attack was so fierce that they reached fifty meters in front of us in just a few minutes."
"If there is no artillery support, it only takes five minutes for them to reach 30 meters in front of us. By then, as long as they throw two rounds of grenades, all of us will be blown up completely!"
Faced with this critical situation, Zhao Wen had no choice.
No one knew how to use the radio, and there were one or two thousand days of puppet troops between me and the main force of the regiment, so there was no way to send the news to them.
Now we can only hope that God is on our side and that the main force of the regiment can see the purpose of his sudden change of tactics and provide him with artillery support in time.
There is nothing else he can do.
Staring at the Japanese and puppet troops advancing closer and closer, he bit the bullet and ordered: "Let comrades be prepared to sacrifice."
"Let me tell you, no matter whether we receive reinforcements or not, each soldier will have to kill three Japanese and puppet troops before he can be sacrificed. Even if he dies, he will have to bring in a few more backers."
Five minutes later, the Japanese and puppet troops reached a position more than 30 meters in front of the formation.
The Japanese soldiers with strong arms had already begun to throw grenades. Zhao Wen knew that the life and death moment for the Laiyuan Independent Battalion had come.
Take out a grenade, bite off the fuse with your mouth, hold it in your hand for two seconds and then throw it out with force.
He shouted loudly: "Throw all the grenades out to me, prepare to fight the Japanese with bayonets and fight to the death!"
"Boom, boom..." After saying the order, the grenade exploded, and the two Japanese soldiers next to him were knocked over.
Intense explosions soon sounded in front of the defense line. Of course, there were also explosions on the defense line where the Laiyuan Independent Battalion was holding on, but very few.
Zhao Wen's arm was injured and he would definitely not be able to fight with a bayonet.
Holding the box cannon in one hand, he was ready to rush out and fight the Japanese and puppet troops as soon as the explosion was over.
"Woooooooooooo...boom..."
At this moment, three obviously more violent explosions sounded among the Japanese and puppet troops.
Most of the grenade explosion produces black smoke with very little fire.
The fire produced by these three explosions was extremely large. A fireball rose directly from the ground, and black smoke was wrapped in the fireball and rushed into the sky.
"It's a cannonball..." Zhao Wen shouted excitedly.
His face instantly blossomed with joy, and he was as happy as a child. He raised the box cannon in his hand and announced the good news to his subordinates in his loudest voice.
"Comrades, we are saved. The main force of the regiment has fired artillery to support us."
"All the light machine guns fired, and the riflemen threw all the remaining grenades to me. We must not let the Japanese and puppet troops get close to us."
"Rumble..."
More and more artillery shells began to hit the Japanese and puppet attacking troops, more and more fireballs rose from the ground, and soon there was a loud explosion.
In order to avoid accidental damage, the Japanese and puppet troops who were too close to the position were not bombed.
But their numbers are limited, and there are more than a hundred soldiers left in the Laiyuan Independent Battalion, enough to deal with them.
Five minutes later, the shelling stopped, and the Japanese and puppet troops abandoned the battle leaving hundreds of corpses.
When the Datong Independent Battalion attacked the position, Huang Sheng said happily: "Captain, the crisis in the Laiyuan Independent Battalion has been resolved, and the Japanese and puppet troops have withdrawn."
"Assign people to keep an eye on the Laiyuan Independent Battalion. If the Japanese and puppet troops still dare to attack, they will directly bombard them with artillery!" Li Hao gave the order decisively without any nonsense.
After Huang Sheng made arrangements, he continued to order: "The Laiyuan Independent Battalion's task of luring the enemy is completed, and it is our turn to attack next."
"I just saw it: the Japanese and puppet troops were indeed divided into groups and hiding in large and small bomb craters in the garrison."
"In a frontal assault, the soldiers were completely exposed to their guns and acted as living targets, resulting in heavy casualties."
"So we can't fight like this!"
"What I mean is: treat others in their own way. If the Japanese and puppet troops divide their forces, we will also divide our forces."
"The troops are organized into platoons, and each infantry platoon is equipped with at least two light machine guns. If conditions permit, they can also be equipped with heavy machine guns and mortars to attack every crater defended by the Japanese army."
"A crater can hide up to five Japanese and puppet troops, and there is no terrain advantage. Two light machine guns can completely suppress them."
"The attacking troops approached the crater by crawling on their knees, and the Japanese and puppet troops hiding in the crater discovered them."
"Of course, it doesn't matter even if you find out."
"The terrain of the bomb crater is low, and the Japanese who hid in it had to shoot from low to high. Not to mention shooting, it was difficult to even aim at us."
Huang Sheng reminded: "Captain, I also thought of crawling forward to approach the crater and then blow it up with a grenade, but this is too slow and will it affect the troops' subsequent battles."
Li Hao shook his head and replied: "If the whole army attacks together, the speed will indeed be very slow, but we attack in separate groups."
"Three independent battalions and three direct companies can be divided into forty or fifty attack platoons. Each platoon takes ten minutes to capture a bomb crater, and we can capture more than a hundred bomb craters in half an hour."
"After we capture a certain number of craters, we can use the occupied craters as a seesaw to attack other craters. We will definitely attack them faster and faster."
"In at most an hour, we will hit all the remaining bomb craters in the camp."
"At that time, the Japanese army will definitely retreat to the barracks area that has been bombed into ruins. They will learn from Zhao Wen and others and wait for reinforcements through street fighting."
"Then it will depend on the Laiyuan Independent Battalion. As long as they can keep the Japanese and puppet troops out of the ruins for five minutes, we will be sure to capture the remaining Japanese and puppet troops stationed there.
On the battlefield with the roar of artillery, three Japanese soldiers and two puppet soldiers hid in a bomb crater under the command of the sergeant.
Except for the observation sentry who poked his head out from time to time to take a look around, everyone else huddled in the crater to avoid exposing the target.
"Baga, the Eighth Route Army is coming!" the guard post suddenly shouted.
"Get ready to fight!" the sergeant ordered without hesitation. He quickly touched his fighting position and slowly poked his head out.
Surprisingly, he did not see the attacking troops.
"Where is the Eighth Route Army?" the sergeant asked dissatisfiedly as he looked at the observation post.
"A hundred meters ahead on the left, everyone is lying on the ground, crawling towards us," the observation post reported.
After watching for a long time, Sergeant finally found several Eighth Route Army figures.
He kept his body as close to the ground as possible and crawled towards the crater bit by bit.
The crater was so low that unless everyone stood up, it would be difficult to find them, let alone aim their guns.
But the sergeant knew one fact. If they were not killed as soon as possible, these Eighth Route Army troops would definitely reach the vicinity of the bomb crater. By then, throwing a grenade over would kill all five of them.
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