"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is on the ridge in front!" the captain running next to the chief of staff suddenly reported.
This is an open area, surrounded by hills tens of meters high, giving you an unobstructed view. Four hundred meters in front, a mountain ridge nearly a hundred meters high suddenly appeared, cutting off the mountain road in the middle, blocking everyone in front of it, and becoming this piece of altitude.
The highest highland.
Nearly three hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers, carrying guns and cannons, tried their best to climb up the mountain ridge. They were running very fast, fearing that if they ran slower, they would be stuck by the Japanese chasing behind them.
"Is the Eighth Route Army going to defend the high ground?" the chief of staff boldly guessed.
"This is impossible?" the captain asked doubtfully.
"They only have less than 300 people, and we have nearly a thousand people. If we continue to run, we may still have the possibility of escaping. Once we defend the position and are surrounded by us, even the king of heaven and I will not be able to save them, and they will have to be destroyed by us.
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"It is impossible that the Eighth Route Army did not know this. After being chased for so long, they have already figured out our strength. They will definitely not throw themselves into a trap and seek death themselves."
"No, it's possible!" The chief of staff interrupted suddenly, and then analyzed it seriously.
"If I remember correctly, the further the Eighth Route Army ran forward, the more open the surrounding terrain became, and the less they could avoid our pursuit. So if they continue to run, they will definitely die."
"It's not easy to find a high ground that can be defended. I definitely don't want to miss it."
"Standing on the high ground, waiting for a miracle, breaking out when the opportunity comes, and then running away, the chance of escaping may be higher than being chased by us all the way."
"Taking a step back, even if we can't escape, we can still cause a lot of casualties to us before we die by clinging to the high ground."
"In the Chinese words themselves, this is called dying well-deserved and not suffering a loss."
When the Japanese troops reached the foot of the mountain, all the Eighth Route Army troops climbed to the top of the mountain.
Just as the forward troops were about to rush to the high ground, the sound of heavy machine gun fire rang out, and several soldiers were beaten into pieces...
Seeing this scene, the chief of staff became more convinced of his judgment and immediately ordered.
"The forward troops will retreat immediately. The Eighth Route Army really intends to defend the high ground."
"They are equipped with heavy machine guns and mortars. The forward troops do not have heavy weapons. There is no difference between a rash attack and death."
After saying that, he raised his telescope and looked around.
There were three small mounds surrounding the high ground. They soon came into view of the Chief of Staff. His eyes lit up and he continued to order: "Do you see these three small mounds around you? Although they are not as good as the high ground occupied by the Eighth Route Army, they are still better than a gun.
I was pressed down by the Eighth Route Army at the foot of the mountain and tried to get stronger."
"Heavy machine gun and mortar troops immediately divided their forces and went up the mountain to suppress the Eighth Route Army on the high ground and provide fire cover for the attacking troops."
"Imperial Association Army, Third Squadron, prepare for assault immediately."
"As soon as our mortars and heavy machine guns fired, we immediately started attacking."
More than a hundred gunners and machine gunners carried their equipment and climbed onto the dirt bags. Although they were very tired, no one gave up.
The battle was over after the Eighth Route Army was killed on the high ground. They all wanted to race against time to capture the high ground as quickly as possible and withdraw to the county seat.
"boom……"
An explosion suddenly sounded on the high ground.
The moment black smoke rose into the sky, a machine gun team was blown over on the spot. A total of five machine gunners fell to the ground, two became silent on the spot, and three people lay on the ground screaming...
"What's going on?" the chief of staff asked, looking at the black smoke on the mountain.
"I don't know!" The captain shook his head and immediately ordered his subordinates to go up the mountain to find out.
"Boom...boom..."
The explosions went off again, one after another. In the blink of an eye, several highlands were enveloped in black smoke and filled with gunpowder smoke.
The scout came back two minutes later: "It's a landmine...Sir, the Eighth Route Army planted landmines on the hill."
"Moreover, they were all landmines we had never seen before. They exploded after flying over our heads. They exploded into a large area. The heavy machine gun and mortar troops suffered heavy casualties and almost lost their combat effectiveness."
The chief of staff suddenly reacted: "Bageya Road, I know why the Eighth Route Army is defending the high ground here."
"In addition to waiting for a miracle to happen and killing more of us before dying, we also set up this place as a battlefield in advance to hit us hard."
"But they forgot that we have an absolute advantage in military strength, and if we work hard, we have a better chance of winning."
"Officers at all levels must control their troops, we cannot cause chaos."
"Even without the high ground, heavy machine guns and mortars, we can still kill them."
"The troops continue to attack..."
Huang Sheng stood on a dirt bunker more than a thousand meters away from the battlefield and witnessed plumes of black smoke rising from the high ground. His face was filled with joy at that time.
This was the first time he used a bouncing mine against the Japanese.
Although the specific results of the battle cannot be seen clearly, the reaction of the Japanese army speaks for itself.
The living Japanese soldiers, like lost dogs, retreated to the foot of the mountain carrying mortars and heavy machine guns, no longer daring to venture into higher ground.
"Battal Commander, more than 900 Japanese and puppet troops have gathered at the foot of the mountain. As long as we occupy the high ground around the Japanese from the back, they will become turtles in a jar and cannot escape even if they want to."
"Order the 2nd and 3rd companies, guerrillas, and guard platoons to take action immediately and occupy the three highlands that the Japanese just abandoned as quickly as possible."
"The engineer platoon will follow and pull out all the mines that have not yet exploded. Don't hurt our own people."
"Boom...ta-da-da..."
Gunshots, explosions, and a symphony sounded on the battlefield.
More than a hundred Japanese soldiers and nearly two hundred puppet troops rushed towards the hillside in a mighty manner, hoping to capture the entire highland in one battle.
Not to be outdone, the Eighth Route Army fired bullets from the top of the mountain for free to attack the attacking troops.
There were too many Japanese and puppet troops, so densely packed that they approached the top of the mountain like a pack of wolves. The entire gentle slope was less than 300 meters long, and there were many shrubs and rocks in the middle that could hide people.
After losing more than a hundred people, the attacking troops finally rushed to a position 70 to 80 meters away from the top of the mountain.
As long as the troops rush forward another thirty meters, they can throw the grenades up to the top of the mountain.
Dozens or hundreds of grenades explode at the same time, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the top of the mountain with their steel-reinforced bones will be blown into a pile of minced meat.
The chief of staff's idea is good, but the reality is cruel.
"Boom..." Two consecutive explosions sounded among the attacking troops.
The chief of staff could tell at a glance that the black smoke was not caused by artillery shells. When he saw the fallen bodies around the impact point, his mind suddenly thought of the bouncing mines reported by his subordinates just now.
"No, we have fallen into a trap!" The chief of staff came to his senses, but it was already too late.
In addition to ordinary mines and bouncing mines, the garrison also deployed several chain mines, with bouncing mines sandwiched between the chain mines.
This explosion was so powerful that all Japanese troops within a radius of several dozen meters were either killed or injured.
"Retreat! The attacking troops retreat immediately!" the chief of staff shouted heartbroken as he watched his subordinates die tragically one after another!
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