"Instructor, little devil, this is to test whether our new defense line is strong enough. Let comrades prepare for battle. After the enemy rushes to 80 meters, all the machine guns will fire to guide the artillery to attack the target." Zhao Wen looked at the rush.
The Japanese and puppet troops who came over were excited and looking forward to orders.
Liu Wenxuan also looked forward to it.
He split up with the two signalmen and personally went to each machine gun position to convey the order just now.
The Japanese Major did not know that the Laiyuan Independent Battalion of more than 100 people had regained control of the entire barracks area.
In their eyes, this small amount of troops cannot even protect themselves, and it is impossible to expand the occupied area.
It wasn't until the sound of intensive machine gun fire came from the edge of the ruins, and the men rushing in front were swept to the ground in pieces, that he realized that his judgment was wrong.
But there is no regret medicine in the world. If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price.
I need time. One more soldier can last one more minute here.
But now, the attacking force loses dozens of soldiers in the blink of an eye. If they don't retreat quickly, more soldiers will kill the opponent.
The major's heart was bleeding.
He reacted immediately and shouted: "Retreat, everyone, retreat!"
"The Eighth Route Army is equipped with too many light machine guns, and we don't have heavy weapons. If we charge hard, it's impossible to break into the ruins..."
The Japanese army responded quickly and began to turn around after receiving the order.
However, they still did not avoid the attack from the regiment's main mortar group.
They have been set up around the battlefield on standby, looking for fighter planes.
The rows of flames fired by the Laiyuan Independent Battalion were like signal flares, instantly indicating the target for their shelling.
In less than a minute, more than thirty mortar shells fell from the sky...
Most of the Japanese and puppet troops successfully withdrew from the battle, but they still left a large number of corpses on the battlefield and wounded people who could not be taken away in time.
A captain ran to the major in a panic and reported in pain.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army's blocking firepower was too strong and there was artillery support. We lost at least 200 people in the attack just now."
Seeing that the major was sullen and silent, another captain next to him analyzed: "The ruins will definitely not be retreatable!"
"The Eighth Route Army outside is about to rush in. There is nothing here except bomb craters. If we are blocked here, we won't be able to hold on for even half an hour."
"I suggest trying it again."
"Concentrate all troops and firepower and aim in one direction to break out."
"It's best if you can get out. If you can't get out, everyone will die on the way to attack."
The Major couldn't think of any other way, so he had no choice but to order: "Just do it!"
After taking a look at the fighting situation around him, he pointed to the northeast and decided: "The sound of gunfire is the sparsest here, so we will break out from here."
Except for the rear troops who were still fighting in the crater, everyone else was surrounding the major. There were nearly 600 people.
With an order, it only took them five minutes to prepare for a breakout.
The major stared at the breakout route he had chosen, and ordered with the last hope: "The artillery will shoot out all our remaining shells, the faster the better, the heavy machine guns will cover and fire, and the others will attack head-on."
"After the hole was torn open, we only took three heavy machine guns with us and blew up all other heavy weapons."
At the Datong Independent Battalion's offensive position, Huang Sheng's brows, which had been furrowed for more than half an hour, finally relaxed.
According to the regimental commander's style of play, in just over half an hour, the troops had captured half of the bomb craters in the base, and the attack speed was getting faster and faster.
If nothing unexpected happens, in half an hour, all the remaining Japanese and puppet troops in the garrison will be wiped out.
"Captain, the Japanese and puppet troops tried to retreat to the barracks area, but were blocked by the Laiyuan Independent Battalion. The artillery also participated in the battle. It was visually estimated that we just killed at least two hundred Japanese and puppet troops." Hong Linfeng ran over and reported with a smile.
"Zhao Wen did a good job. He was very good at seizing opportunities and cut off the Japanese army's retreat in no time!" Li Hao praised happily.
The retreat of the Japanese and puppet troops to the barracks area was what Li Hao was most worried about.
The Laiyuan Independent Battalion could rely on the ruins inside to hold on for several hours and cause huge casualties to the Japanese and puppet troops. The Japanese and puppet troops would definitely be able to do the same.
Fortunately, Zhao Wen solved this worry, otherwise the defense team would have to pay several times more to kill them.
"Boom boom boom..."
Several explosions suddenly came from the northeast of the station.
Several clouds of black smoke wrapped in fire rose in the middle of the attacking troops, and several Eighth Route Army soldiers fell around them.
Immediately afterwards, several heavy machine gun flames erupted from a position two hundred meters directly opposite the attacking force.
The attacking soldiers were caught off guard and were obviously stunned. Dozens of them fell on the spot.
The garrison's attack lasted for so long, but the Japanese army never used mortars and heavy machine guns.
Now they suddenly join the fight and are still staring in one direction. Even a fool can guess their purpose.
Li Hao was no exception and immediately made a judgment: "No, the Japanese army is going to jump over the wall and break through from the northeast of the station!"
Hong Linfeng was stunned. He had no idea that the Japanese army would counterattack him like this before he died. A trace of worry quickly flashed across his face that was still excited just now, and he looked at Li Hao for reminder.
"Commander, our troops are too scattered. Heavy machine guns are scattered in every infantry platoon. They will definitely not be able to stop the Japanese assault."
"I immediately ordered nearby troops to reinforce the battlefield, find a way to hold back the Japanese breakout troops, and then mobilize more troops to encircle them and annihilate them all."
Li Hao also didn't expect that the Japanese army would break through at this time, so he didn't take any precautions.
Looking at the direction of the Japanese army's breakout, he replied: "It will definitely be too late to move the infantry. The Japanese army has already started to attack."
"Order the artillery to fire on the Japanese breakout troops and kill every one they can."
"Inform Zhou Wu of the cavalry battalion that the Japanese and puppet troops have broken through from the northeast of the station. Immediately encircle them and strive to annihilate them."
Hong Linfeng slapped his head fiercely and shouted: "Yes, why did I forget the cavalry camp!"
"The communications squad was dispatched immediately. They used the fastest speed to find the surrounding cavalry units on guard. They all went to the northeast of the battlefield to chase down the Japanese and puppet troops who broke out from there."
"Captain Huang, you go and command the artillery to join the battle, and try to use artillery shells to severely damage the Japanese breakout troops."
At the Japanese military headquarters in Taiyuan, the commander stayed in the war room without rest.
The battle to besiege the local troops of the garrison on the front line has been rehearsed several times by the chief of staff, and it can be said that it is foolproof.
But he was still worried.
The defense team was too cunning and impossible to guard against, and he had already suffered serious losses several times.
So until the last moment of the battle, when he saw the victory report from the frontline troops, he was not in the mood to sleep at all.
Three hours passed without any news from the front line, as if the attacking troops suddenly disappeared.
During the entire waiting process, the chief of staff wanted to send a telegram to the front line more than once, but was rejected by the army commander.
There is fighting on the front line. Sending a telegram at this time will definitely disturb the front line commander and shake the morale of the army...
After finally staying up until nine o'clock, the chief of staff became anxious again.
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