"Sir, the mortar squadron is finished. The independent battalion assembled almost twenty mortars to counterattack them. We only had six mortars. We were all killed without even a chance to resist!" The communications officer rushed to Watanabe.
Reported with a look of pain!
Major Watanabe said nothing with a sullen face. No one knew what he was thinking.
The adjutant couldn't help it anymore, stared at Watanabe and shouted: "Sir, the Independence Battalion is definitely going to wipe us out here!"
"A total of twenty mortars. The total number of mortars equipped by all the garrison in Lingqiu is not that many. Apart from attacking us and annihilating us, I can't think of any other purpose for them to gather so many mortars!"
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army outside the village has started digging trenches again. There are many troops, at least thousands more." A lieutenant next to him shouted.
Watanabe finally reacted and immediately raised his binoculars to look outside the village.
With the help of flares, he could clearly see every move of the Eighth Route Army outside the village.
The trenches being dug by the Eighth Route Army are not in a straight line, but are distributed in a zigzag shape, extending bit by bit towards the village.
Each trench faced the village diagonally, and all the bullets fired by the troops hit the mounds on the other side of the trenches, posing no threat to the Eighth Route Army hiding inside.
At this moment, the front section of the trench was less than 200 meters away from the village, and the entire trench added up to at least 1,000 meters.
In such a long trench, Watanabe could not see a single head emerging, but the shovels constantly raised in the hands of the soldiers still allowed Watanabe to make a basic judgment on the Eighth Route Army inside.
Frowning, he analyzed: "The trenches are full of Eighth Route Army troops, and they are deepening and widening the trenches!"
The adjutant took a breath and shouted: "Isn't there thousands of people? Including the Eighth Route Army who didn't come out of the woods, it's not even more."
"Sir, where did the Independent Battalion come from with so many troops and heavy weapons? It actually assembled twenty mortars to counterattack our artillery unit!"
"Have all their main forces gathered here?"
"That's not right. Their three main companies are being watched by our three-way feint attack force. If they really come over, there will be no news from the three-way feint attack force!"
Watanabe's face was now extremely gloomy, and the adjutant's question was also his question.
At the same time, a very bold conjecture appeared in his mind
He had been holding the same idea for the past two days. The fact that there was no news from the three-way feint attack troops was good news, which meant that they were still facing off against the three main companies of the independent battalion, and the situation had not changed.
Now it seems that I have put too much trust in myself, and I have placed too much hope in the three-pronged feint attack force.
There was no news for two days in a row. There was also a very scary situation. They had been quietly killed by the independent battalion and the entire army was destroyed. Then no information was sent.
Now looking at the Eighth Route Army digging trenches outside the village, although Watanabe still held on to a glimmer of hope, he was becoming more and more certain of this speculation.
If the three-way feint attack troops were really killed by the Independent Battalion, and all the main forces of the Independent Battalion had gathered here, then it would be easy to explain why there were so many Eighth Route Army troops in front of them.
The twenty mortars used by the independent battalion just now can also be explained.
The independent battalion's own mortars, plus those they captured from the three groups of feigned attackers, plus those they captured last night, totaled about twenty.
"No, the Eighth Route Army wants to wipe out all of us here tonight!" Major Watanabe judged with a stern face.
One piece of evidence after another made him more certain of his current judgment.
Although he still didn't want to believe this fact, as a commander, he had to prepare for the worst.
He added with a sullen face: "The feigned attack force confronting the three main companies of the Independent Battalion may have encountered something unexpected. If it is true, then we will become the only force that penetrates deep into the base of the Independent Battalion!"
"Order that all remaining troops in the village be ready for battle. If the situation is as bad as I judge, we must hold out until dawn under the attack of the independent battalion, and then withdraw from their base under the cover of aircraft, otherwise all of us
They will all die here."
"The mountain artillery squadron will fire immediately to destroy the trenches being built by the Eighth Route Army. We must not let the Eighth Route Army approach our station through the trenches and shorten their attack distance!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo for of of of of choice.
Six artillery shells flew from the sky with a piercing scream, and then hit hard in the middle of the trench.
The huge power instantly caused a large amount of smoke and soil to rise.
One of the shells hit the trench and opened a huge gap.
Several Eighth Route Army soldiers fell nearby, their bodies bloody and bloody.
The soldiers who happened to be hit by the shells suffered the worst. They were blown to pieces. The pieces of flesh and broken limbs were blown away along with the soil, and fell everywhere. It was very tragic.
"Yo Xi, just blow it up like this, destroy those trenches for me, and kill the Eighth Route Army hiding in the trenches!" Major Watanabe shouted with a pair of red eyes and a ferocious look on his face.
The effect of the shelling just now gave him hope, and he stared at the battlefield with his eyes, looking forward to the next surprise.
"Boom boom boom..."
The second round of artillery shells soon sounded in the middle of the trench in front.
But this time Watanabe was not happy. Just as the shell exploded, there was also an explosion from the artillery position in the village.
Watanabe's face changed and he shouted: "Baga, it's the mortar of the Independent Battalion... I forgot that the whole village is within the coverage of mortar fire, and the mountain artillery position must be also...: The mountain artillery squadron is over!"
Before he finished speaking, more intensive explosions were heard from the mountain artillery position.
Watanabe waited for almost half a minute, but none of the six mountain cannons fired a single shell. All the cannons misfired!
"It's over!"
Major Watanabe shouted in despair, his face suddenly turned into a defeated one.
Mountain artillery shelling was his last chance to destroy the trenches. Now that the mountain artillery was gone, this opportunity was gone. He could only watch the independent battalion repair its position.
The adjutant hesitated for a moment and comforted him: "Sir, we still have more than a thousand troops, a large number of light and heavy machine guns and ammunition, plus this earthen fence that is no less than a city wall, we can defend the village even without artillery!"
"Not bad!" Major Watanabe regained his fighting spirit.
He raised his telescope and observed the situation outside and reported: "I will immediately dig out some shooting holes in Tuweizi and arrange for the Imperial Association Army to tear down some more tender grass from the village. I will build several machine gun bunkers behind Tuweizi.
As long as the Eighth Route Army mortars don’t hit directly, they can’t damage the warriors’ simple bunker!”
"Yes! Let's do it like this. The Independent Battalion digs trenches outside the village to shorten the attack distance. We build machine gun bunkers inside the village, strengthen the defenses, and fight a tough battle with the Independent Battalion here to let them see the strength of the imperial army.
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"Other troops have stepped up their vigilance and must not let the Eighth Route Army's trenches continue to approach us!"
"As soon as the Eighth Route Army emerges from the trenches, immediately concentrate firepower to counterattack and kill them."
For the next hour or so, the entire battlefield was surprisingly calm.
Except for the illumination bombs that kept rising into the air and exploding, neither the enemy nor the enemy fired a single bullet.
Li Hao has been observing the battlefield situation and the progress of trench excavation.
As soon as the first section of the trench was dug, he left the woods and entered the trench, getting as close as possible to the commanding troops.
"All light and heavy machine guns have entered the position, built machine gun positions based on the trenches, and set up all the machine guns. If any Japanese come out of the village to counterattack, kill them!"
"Contact the mountain artillery company. The artillery in the hands of the Japanese has been killed by us. Immediately send the six mountain artillery to the front line battlefield. I will put a bayonet on a cannon from Watanabe. If the Japanese armored vehicles launch a counterattack against us, these mountain artillery will be destroyed.
Their best weapon."
Hong Linfeng next to him was in a good mood and replied half-jokingly: "Batalion Commander, if I were a little devil, I would definitely not come out."
"How good it is to rely on the earthen fence around the village for defense, how could it be possible for someone to come out and die!"
Li Hao replied confidently: "Then just watch out, I guarantee that even if the little devils don't want to come out to fight back, we will have to come out!"
Peng Yunfeng lay beside him and said nothing. Until then, he was still immersed in surprise.
The method he proposed was originally unlikely to succeed, but now that Li Hao has taken a series of actions, it finally succeeded.
So after listening to what Li Hao just said, not only was I not shocked, but I also felt a little more hopeful.
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