Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 106: Panicked like a fish that has escaped the net!

"Hi."

Beside Kawagishi Fumisaburo, Colonel Kamiura Hisazo suddenly lowered his head, turned around and went to deliver the order.

The slap in the face came so unexpectedly.

At the marching meeting last night, he vowed and said with certainty that they would not be ambushed by the Eighth Route Army.

However, today we were ambushed.

However, Kizaru Kitamura did not have time to apologize to Bunsaburo Kawagishi as he had more important things to do.

Order troops to support.

On the battlefield, when bullets and shells bite your flesh, it doesn't matter whether you are an officer or a soldier. Misjudging the enemy's combat operations, after this battle, his reputation will inevitably be ruined.

But the prerequisite is to survive first.

Although the Japanese army, from officers to soldiers, regarded loyalty as an honor, Hisazo Kamura still did not want to die.

"Call the 39th Brigade immediately"

Bullets rained down around him, grenades and shells exploded continuously, and Kyuzo Kitamura found the communications lieutenant colonel. He grabbed the communications lieutenant colonel's collar and shouted an order:
"Immediately order the 39th and 40th Brigades to reinforce, and then order the aviation units to send aircraft to reinforce."

"Hi."

The communications lieutenant colonel immediately turned on the radio, picked up the receiver and microphone, and shouted loudly in Japanese:

"Calling infantry artillery, calling infantry artillery."

The first group he called was the 40th Brigade, which was closest to the division headquarters.

In 1930, Yamashita Tomoyuki was appointed commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment of the Army. At that time, Yamashita Tomoyuki weighed 90 kilograms, the same weight as a 37mm caliber 1911 model flat-fire infantry gun, so "Infantry Gun" became Yamashita Tomoyuki's nickname.

After a while, the radio communication call was successful, and the voice of the communications leader of the 40th Brigade sounded:
"Infantry gun received, infantry gun received."

"Here's the howitzer, here's the howitzer."

The sounds of gunfire and explosions in the battle became more intense, and the communications lieutenant colonel shouted anxiously:

"The howitzer is under attack, the howitzer is under attack, order the infantry artillery to provide support immediately, order the infantry artillery to provide support immediately!"

In order to facilitate radio communication in emergency situations, each unit above the regiment level in the 20th Division used Japanese artillery as its code name. The division headquarters was code-named "Howitzer", the 20th Division Field Artillery Regiment was code-named "Field Artillery", and the 39th Brigade was code-named "Rapid-Fire Artillery".

Because of the fierce fighting, the Japanese had to shout twice on the radio to ensure that both sides could hear each other accurately.

"Howitzers, please report your position, please report your position."

The communications lieutenant colonel quickly covered the receiver and asked Kishura Kyuzo in a hurried tone, "Chief of Staff, where are we now?"

"We are between Hufeng Village and Longmenkou."

Kishura Kyuzo said in a hurried tone.

The communications lieutenant colonel quickly conveyed the location to the 40th Brigade.

After giving the 40th Brigade an order to provide immediate reinforcements.

The Japanese communications lieutenant colonel quickly called the 39th Brigade and the air force stationed at the Dagu Village Airport in Shimen City.

After calling the troops of the 20th Division, Hisazo Kamura asked the communications lieutenant colonel to call for reinforcements from the 109th Division, which was in Yangquan and Pingding.

"General."

Kishura Kyuzo came to Kawagishi Bunsaburo and reported in a deep voice:
"The Communications Department has passed on the reinforcement order. The 39th Brigade, the 40th Brigade, and the 109th Division will be arriving soon to reinforce us, and the aviation unit will take off soon."

"Yoshi!" Kawaishi Fumisaburo's sullen face softened slightly.

At this time, the guard battalion of the 20th Division and the combat personnel of the division headquarters were shooting at the Eighth Route Army on the hillsides on both sides.

Not long after the battle began, the combat staff reported the situation reflected by the front-line troops to the headquarters of the 686th Regiment.

The individual soldiers of this group of Japanese soldiers are very well-educated and have accurate marksmanship. They are also equipped with two infantry guns and their grenade launchers can hit whatever they point at.

What they ambushed was not the Japanese supply troops, but the elite field troops of the Japanese Type A Division.

Li, the commander of the 686th Regiment, spoke with murderous intent: "What the hell are you talking about the elite of the Type A Division? They're all just two shoulders and one head. Who's afraid of who? Beat them up like hell!"

Once the battle starts, no matter whether those damn guys are the logistics troops or not, we will fight first.

At the same time, the Japanese division headquarters also felt something was wrong.

"General."

Lieutenant Colonel Takaichi Michimasa, commander of the 20th Division's Japanese guard battalion, approached Kawagishi Fumisaburo with a samurai sword in hand.

"There's something wrong with this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers. They seem to have plenty of ammunition, their marksmanship is very accurate, and they have artillery support. We may have been ambushed by the Eighth Route Army's most elite troops."

Gao Shitong's chest was heaving violently and he was breathing heavily.

Giving orders hysterically is also very exhausting.

The troops were suddenly ambushed, but fortunately the soldiers of the guard battalion reacted quickly and only more than 100 people were killed or wounded in the first wave.

As he shouted with all his might, the troops quickly set up a counterattack fire point and opened fire on the Eighth Route Army.

However, what he couldn't believe was that the enemy's marksmanship was not much inferior to that of his elite guard brigade.

The expected scene of the enemy rushing down to engage in hand-to-hand combat after fighting for a while did not occur.

Moreover, the Eighth Route Army fired from the slopes on both sides, commanding an upper position, and their marksmanship was not much worse than that of the Japanese, and they even had many sharpshooters.

This time, the Eighth Route Army had sufficient ammunition and mortar fire support, and they suppressed the Japanese from the beginning.

"What?" Kawagishi Fumisaburo said in disbelief. "Elite troops?"

At this moment, the Japanese communications lieutenant colonel ran over with a radio on his back and reported in a hurried tone: "General, the baggage train is under attack. The regiment commander, Colonel Sakabe Yushiro, requests tactical guidance."

"Baga, Yalu!"

Kawaishi Bunzaburo could not help but spit out foul language, and was furious. Takaichi Michimasa spoke to Kawaishi Bunzaburo in a deep voice.

"General, the enemy has the advantage of terrain. We are at a great disadvantage if we engage them here."

"We should move to Hufeng Village where we just rested. The terrain there is relatively open, and it will be difficult for the enemy to take advantage of the terrain."

"As long as we hold on until reinforcements from the 39th and 40th Brigades arrive, we'll be safe."

Gao Shitongzheng, who had rich combat experience, was very anxious at this time.

The rear guard of the 40th Brigade is only a few kilometers away from here. They can hold out for more than half an hour before reinforcements arrive.

But the firepower of the Eighth Route Army today was beyond his expectations. If the division commander was killed by a stray bullet, he, the captain of the guard battalion, would probably have to commit seppuku.

The Eighth Route Army's firepower was getting more and more fierce. Without much time to think, Kawaishi Fumisaburo said in a deep voice: "Then we should immediately turn to Hufeng Village."

"Hi."

Gao Shitong suddenly lowered his head, then raised it and shouted loudly:
"The 3rd Squadron provides cover. The 1st and 2nd Squadrons will cover the division commander as he moves into Hufeng Village."

……

The headquarters of the 20th Division is protected by an elite guard battalion.

But the troops of the 20th Quartermaster Regiment were in a terrible situation.

Although the Japanese Quartermaster Regiment of the Type A Division had strong combat effectiveness, when they were ambushed, the soldiers of the Japanese Quartermaster Regiment were driving mules and horses loaded with supplies and driving small trucks on a forced march.

More than 1000 Japanese soldiers were scattered in a valley covering several kilometers.

Sudden and fiercely attacked, these devil soldiers were unable to organize any effective resistance.

There is no advantage in shooting.

The Eighth Route Army even achieved good results in some ambush areas. They wiped out half of the Japanese in one round of attack, killed the remaining half in a few rounds of shooting, and then rushed down the hillside to fight the Japanese with bayonets, completely resolving the battle.

The Japanese baggage soldiers looked at the murderous Chinese soldiers rushing down from the mountains and plains on both sides.

Some Japanese soldiers were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they ran away in panic.

As anxious as a dog that has lost its home, as panicked as a fish that has escaped the net.

But unfortunately, all the Japs' retreat routes were completely blocked by the Eighth Route Army.

In desperation, the Japanese soldiers who managed to survive had to attach bayonets and pick up rifles to fight.

Even though the Japanese supply troops were well-trained and had excellent bayonet fighting skills, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were outnumbered ten to one and used bayonets and spears to pierce each Japanese soldier into a blood hive.

But in most areas, fighting continues.

……

at the same time.

At the headquarters of the New 13st Regiment, combat staff officer Zhao Gang raised the 6-year-old x telescope on his chest and glanced in the direction of the battlefield.

In the field of view of the telescope, only the smoke rising from the valley can be seen, and nothing else can be seen.

There was only the rumbling sound of explosions and the sound of gunfire without any pause.

"Captain, the battle has begun."

Zhao Gang put down the telescope in his hand, his face flushed, and spoke to Li Yunlong in an excited tone.

For Zhao Gang, who had just graduated from school and had little combat experience, this was a rare grand scene.

Like thousands of other passionate young men, although Zhao Gang lacked combat experience, he could hold the explosives and die together with the Japanese without hesitation.

"I know."

Li Yunlong nodded, his eyes calm.

This young man had never experienced big scenes, but after experiencing more in the future, he would not be surprised by anything. Li Yunlong did not blame him.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The phone rang, and Zhao Gang quickly walked over to it: "Hello, this is the New 1st Regiment, regimental headquarters."

A moment later, Zhao Gang covered the receiver and turned to report to Li Yunlong: "Commander, the third battalion has arrived at the designated location."

Li Yunlong's tone and expression remained unchanged: "Ask the Independent Regiment and the New Third Regiment if they have reached the designated location?"

After a while, Zhao Gang reported to Li Yunlong: "Commander, all units have arrived at the designated location."

"Very good." Li Yunlong looked at his watch. It was still three minutes before 3:3 p.m. "Proceed as planned."

"Leader's order, proceed according to the original plan."

After Zhao Gang gave the order, he quickly hung up the phone.

At this moment, the radio operator Zhang Zhilian, holding the earphones of the miniature radio in his hand, turned his head and reported to Li Yunlong:
"Commander, Political Commissar, I seem to have heard the Japanese's radio conversation."

"Oh?"

Li Yunlong and Zhong Zhicheng walked quickly to his side. Li Yunlong took the headphones and put them on his ears.

The headphones that Boss Lin equipped Li Yunlong with were not the kind of headphones that the Japanese used, with separate earpiece and microphone, but the kind with the earpiece and microphone connected together, similar to computer headphones.

The Japanese's radio channel was filled with jittery, noisy and chaotic calls, all in Japanese. It was a mess and Li Yunlong didn't understand a word.

"Go and call the translator."

Li Yunlong looked stern and continued listening with headphones on.

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