At this time, the squadron leader also calmed down from the initial panic, and ordered with a serious face: "Use the current method of attack, defend the yard, and attract all the Eighth Route Army troops moving around!"
"Send a signal to contact the Imperial Army troops on both wings, ask them to move closer to me, and counter-encircle the surrounding Eighth Route Army, then give them a center to bloom, and attack them from both inside and outside to kill them!"
The squadron leader's idea is good, but the reality is very cruel.
On the roof less than twenty meters away from him, three soldiers were ready to drop bombs. Each of them had five grenades beside them and held one in his hand.
"Get ready!" the third platoon leader ordered in a low voice.
Holding the grenade with the safety removed, he put it on the butt of the rifle on his waist, and then threw it into the yard with all his strength.
"Throw……"
Three grenades with white smoke fell from the sky and hit the ground. Before they exploded, the second round of three grenades followed.
"Boom boom boom..."
The grenade exploded, three explosions in each round, and the sound continued throughout the yard.
The Japanese squadron leader was very unlucky. Just as his tense nerves relaxed, a grenade hit his heel.
When he saw the grenade with white smoke on the ground, his face instantly turned pale.
Subconsciously, he turned around to kick the grenade away, and when he fell to the ground to avoid it, a fireball exploded directly under his feet.
It was as if someone had punched him with a thousand pounds of force. He flew backwards and then hit the courtyard wall hard, losing consciousness.
The little Japanese who were squatting or standing behind the courtyard wall suffered the worst. The flying grenade fragments did not encounter any obstruction and easily penetrated into their backs, taking away their lives.
"Bang bang bang..."
Three signal bombs suddenly took off and exploded, attracting the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
Except for the three groups of Japs who had been surrounded by the independent battalion, the remaining two groups of Japs did not stop at all and immediately turned around and began to retreat.
"Company Commander, the Japs who attacked us are retreating!" the platoon leader of the independent company came to Zhao Wen and reported.
Zhao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face became hot: "What do you think our independent camp is? You can come and leave whenever you want. How can it be such a good thing!"
"Order: As long as the soldiers of the independent company can still move, get up and hunt down the Japanese retreating troops. Seize the last chance and kill one more Japanese if you can!"
"First and second platoons, fire squad, pursue them head-on! Force the little Japs to stay behind. The third platoon spreads from the courtyard. At least they must eat up the little Japs' rear troops!"
At the Japanese army gathering place in Dongtian Village, Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's heart was already in his throat.
Holding the binoculars with both hands, he stared at the village entrance motionless.
After he gave the retreat signal, the gunfire in the village not only did not weaken, but became more and more intensive.
Watanabe knew that this was a counterattack by the Eighth Route Army in the village, and he did not want the offensive troops he sent to withdraw from the village easily.
The brows that were already frowning deepened after thinking about all this.
Then he kept a close eye on the village entrance and prayed that a few more troops in the village would be able to withdraw.
"Sir, some troops have withdrawn!" The adjutant's heart was in his throat. Seeing someone rushing out was even happier than eating candied fruit, and he shouted with excitement.
A smile flashed across Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's face.
But his face soon returned to seriousness.
A strengthened squad of more than 70 imperial troops only rushed out with more than 30 people. This means that this infantry squad suffered more than half of its casualties in less than an hour of street fighting, and also lost a heavy machine gun!
"Sir, another troop is coming out!" the adjutant shouted.
Seeing this unit, Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe looked much better.
There are nearly 70 imperial troops and more than 50 people, and the two heavy machine guns are also intact!
The reason why the losses were so small was not because of how strong their combat effectiveness was, but because the opponent's independent battalion and heavy company were too weak.
In order to reduce casualties, we only dealt with them by laying booby traps instead of confronting them head-on.
They did not send troops to intercept them when they retreated. They were the most relaxed Japanese army in the entire street battle!
The good mood on Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's face lasted less than half a minute before disappearing again.
The third line of imperial troops rushed out of the village like bereaved dogs, very embarrassed.
The Eighth Route Army following closely behind them did not pursue them out of the village because they were concerned about the artillery in their hands. However, the light machine guns they equipped did not sit idle and fired at the retreating troops.
The three imperial soldiers responded and were beaten into a sieve. Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe could even clearly see the despair and unwillingness on the faces of the three soldiers.
Chasing and beating his subordinates under his nose, every move of the Independent Battalion seemed to Watanabe to be a slap in his face. His anger suddenly surged up, and he yelled: "The Independent Battalion is too arrogant, we must give them a
lesson!"
"The artillery will fire at the entrance of the village immediately to kill the pursuers just now..."
Seeing that the sound of gunfire in the village had slowly stopped, Lieutenant Commander Watanabe knew that even if the imperial army that had not yet withdrawn had not rushed out, it would have been wiped out by the Eighth Route Army, and very few of them were left.
Continue the order.
"Mountain artillery and infantry artillery continue to fire. I will use artillery shells to level the village and kill all the Eighth Route Army soldiers inside!"
"The bombardment cannot stop without my order!"
After the bombardment order was issued, not a single Japanese soldier rushed out of the village.
At this time, the adjutant came over with a lieutenant, his face was very ugly.
"Sir, this is the highest ranking among all the imperial troops who have withdrawn from the village, the deputy captain of the third squadron!"
"Hello, sir!" The lieutenant lowered his head and did not dare to look at Watanabe. After a long time, he finally answered bravely.
"Tell me, what happened in the village?"
"Two infantry squadrons and one heavy machine gun squadron, more than 400 imperial troops rushed in, but in the end more than 100 people withdrew, not even one third, and all the heavy weapons were lost!"
"Sir, calm down!" The lieutenant did not dare to hide anything, and told all his experiences in the village.
Then he stared at Watanabe and suggested: "The Eighth Route Army hiding in the village is too cunning, and they have been prepared for it. Not only did they open up the stone wall between the courtyard and the courtyard, they can kill every corner of the village unimpeded, but they are also familiar with the terrain!
"
"We charged in rashly, but we were completely unable to defend against the Eighth Route Army's unpredictable attacks."
"Many warriors who died in battle did not know where the enemies who killed them were hiding until they closed their eyes!"
"Sir, you must avenge the warriors who died in the battle and kill all the Eighth Route Army soldiers in the village!"
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's face was very ugly. He stared at the village filled with smoke and explosions in front of him. No one knew what he was thinking!
"Sir, the casualties have been counted!" the adjutant said at the right time.
"The imperial army that entered the village lost a total of 296 people. Including the troops left behind at the entrance of the village, there are still 126 people left in the two infantry squadrons, which is exactly two full infantry squads!"
"The heavy machine gun squadron suffered the greatest losses. Only three of the twelve heavy machine guns were brought out, and less than one-third of the machine gunners were withdrawn, which is not enough for a heavy machine gun squad!"
"Now we still have two infantry squads of the First Squadron, two infantry squads of the Third and Fourth Squadrons, and the Guard. All combat troops combined have less than 400 people!"
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