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Chapter 663: It feels so uncomfortable to give someone away a little bit!

The 82nd Infantry Regiment encountered a fierce attack from the special agent group, and the commander Taro Nomoto was stunned on the spot.

Apart from howling and telling his soldiers to get down, he couldn't think of any other way to deal with it.

He even felt that under this level of firepower, even God would be beaten into a sieve!
Chief of Staff Katsari Kawasaki reacted quickly. Knowing that now that our side was completely trapped by the enemy from three sides, there was definitely no hope of retreat. He immediately lay down on the ground and ordered:
"Warriors, hurry up and fight back on the spot!
Infantry artillery, heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, hurry up, fire! "

Naturally, he was scolding Taro Nomoto for being stupid. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy and rushed in so close to the front position on Tubal Road, how could he be so passive?
But at this moment, it was useless for him to scold his mother. The rain of bullets and shrapnel above his head did not stop for a moment, and continued to kill the little devil.

However, after hearing Kawasaki Katsuri's command, the group captains and squadron leaders around him instantly gained a backbone.

He began to command his men and worked hard to fight back.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire rang out like fried beans, and the battle was very fierce.

The little Japanese soldiers were accurate with their marksmanship, but they also caused some trouble for the special agent group.

However, the grenade launchers that were originally used as close support firepower in the Little Japs Army failed to play much of a role now.

Because most of the grenades carried by the grenade launchers were wasted when they were just clearing mines.

And their ammunition hand, now being fired upon by dozens of heavy machine guns, was unable to raise his head and deliver grenades to them.

So at this moment, although there are two to three thousand little devils, they are still obviously at a disadvantage.

Thousands of people were lost almost in a matter of minutes.

……

Nomoto Taro woke up from his daze and felt the God of Death constantly waving a sickle above his head. He couldn't help but feel frightened and hurriedly shouted:
"Telegraph operator, hurry up and send a message to the division commander for tactical guidance!"

The telegraph operator in the back heard his order, quickly sat up carefully, turned on the radio, and prepared to send the message.

However, at this moment, a bullet suddenly flew like lightning and pierced his head directly, killing his efforts. Only gurgling blood flowed on the radio in his hand.

This is naturally the result of Wang Xikui's sharpshooter class.

At this moment, they were lying on the ridge diagonally behind the Japs' team, constantly pulling the triggers on the Japs on the mountain road, specifically targeting important targets in the Japs' team.

The telegraph operator had such a long antenna sticking out from his head just now, so he was naturally a priority target for the sharpshooters.

……

Although the little devil's telegraph operator failed to send a message for help in time, the 36 Type 21 infantry cannons from the three infantry battalions of the special agent regiment opened fire wildly, and the intensive sound of artillery still alerted the large troops of the st Division behind them. .

Division commander Tanaka Kuichi muttered unhappily at first:
"idiot!
Mr. Nomoto actually wasted so much artillery shells and bombarded the fleeing Tubal Road with infantry artillery? "

But then his expression changed drastically, and he turned to ask the division chief of staff:
"Kusumoto-kun, the sound of this cannon seems to be produced by dozens of cannons?"

Kusumoto Julong also felt that something was wrong and nodded:

"The 82nd Regiment should only have 6 Type infantry guns. It is impossible to achieve this kind of bombardment effect!"

Upon hearing this answer, Tanaka Kuichi immediately roared:

“Bagya Road!
This Tuba Road in northwestern Shanxi is really bold!
Before, it was enough to ambush a whole brigade or even most of my regiment.

Now you dare to ambush almost my entire regiment? ? ? "

He vaguely felt in his heart that he... seemed... to be killing Tubal Road little by little!

This feeling made him very unhappy!

So sad!
Hearing his words, Kusumoto Jutaka couldn't help but rolled his eyes and reminded carefully:

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, this group of Tubal soldiers defeated our 8th Brigade, 57th Brigade and th Division of the Locust Army one after another!!!"

He didn't have the nerve to say it directly: If you dare to fight a division, what's the point of fighting a regiment now?
Tanaka Jiuichi obviously understood what he meant, and suddenly felt cold sweat on his back.

Hastily ordered:

"Telegraph operator, hurry up, send the message to Harada-kun of the 35th Division, tell them to speed up and move closer to us, don't give Tubal Road an opportunity!"

Then someone called the captain of the 51st Regiment of Yama Artillery, Yukibe Fukuhara:
"Fukuhara-kun, hurry up, take your people to the front immediately to find the commanding heights to set up mountain cannons!
Blow up the infantry artillery on Tubal Road!
We must not let Tubal Road use artillery fire to cause heavy casualties to our 82nd Regiment! "

Although Fukuhara Yukibei didn't know anything about the situation, he still agreed honestly:

"Hi!"

Anyway, he thought that the mountain artillery in his regiment had a range of more than 6 kilometers. He could just use the range to bully the infantry artillery on Tubal Road. There was no need to worry. …

After arranging the artillery, Tanaka Kuichi ordered his other troops:

"Quick, quick, speed up the march and destroy Tubal Road!"

After hearing his order, the little Japanese soldiers did not dare to neglect, and they all stepped forward and ran forward.

Thousands of people stepped on countless smoke and dust, sweeping forward like an earth dragon.

……

On the secret service team's position, Yang Yuanshan was naturally very happy when he saw thousands of Japs beaten by his own soldiers who were unable to fight back.

However, although the little devils were hit hard by the dense artillery shells and bullets and suffered heavy casualties, there were still so many people that it would be impossible to annihilate them all within a short while.

After all, the soldiers in the secret service group have a very high proportion of new recruits. In terms of marksmanship, they are still far behind compared to the little devils.

Just as the battle was in full swing, a sentry suddenly rushed over and reported to Yang Yuanshan:
"Captain, the Japanese army has caught up. It will take up to 20 minutes to get here!"

Hearing the news, Yang Yuanshan couldn't help but feel very depressed.

He immediately called Han Yang and asked:
"Han Yang, how long do you think it will take before we can completely annihilate these little devils?"

"I guess at least half an hour.

Commander, look, the little devils are now using corpses as cover and trying their best to shoot at us. These must be battle-hardened veterans!

Their survivability on the battlefield is extremely strong. Even if they are accidentally injured, they still have fighting ability! "

Yang Yuanshan took a look, and sure enough he saw many little Japs stacking the corpses of several colleagues to serve as bunkers, while he lay down behind and fired his guns.

Their marksmanship is very tricky, and the soldiers of the special agent group will be shot and injured if they are not careful.

Even though on the battlefield at this moment, the secret service regiment's dozens of cannons, dozens of heavy machine guns, and hundreds of grenade launchers were still firing with all their strength, constantly causing casualties, they still retained considerable counterattack capabilities.

Seeing such a situation, Yang Yuanshan immediately understood that he did not have time to annihilate the little Japanese team.

Immediately and decisively ordered:

"Han Yang, leave four infantry artillery pieces to continue firing, and order all other infantry artillery pieces to retreat to the next line of defense.

In addition, Wang Quanfa's third battalion was also asked to retreat with the wounded and non-combatants. "

"Captain, it's better for you to lead the troops back, I'll stay behind and take command!"

Han Yang looked troubled.

He knows very well that Yang Yuanshan is the most important person in the secret service team now!

"I am not in a hurry.

You still have a lot of mines left, get some people to bury them all in our position."

"What? Our position?

Won't this blow up one of our own people? "

Han Yang felt that Yang Yuanshan was a little crazy and couldn't speak clearly.

"What are you afraid of?
Our people will be withdrawing soon, and this position will be freed up. "

Yang Yuanshan didn't care.

But when he saw that Han Yang was still hesitant, he immediately said:
"In this case, wouldn't Wang Quanfa's camp withdraw first?
You need people to bury them first from their camp's position.

We will bury the positions of Li Dahe's fourth battalion later.

Finally, He Yunfu was buried in the Second Battalion.

I want the little devil to suffer a severe loss when he rushes in excitedly to occupy our position! "

"Yes!"

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(End of this chapter)