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"Yes, but if we retreat and enter the outer positions of Yuanping County, the area that the Japanese army can attack will become larger, and our defensive forces will become more dispersed by then.
By that time, we will only become more passive. "
"Okay, then our second battalion will mainly strengthen the defense on both wings?" Zhiqiang asked.
"Take out four companies and defend the two wings. The enemy's most ferocious attack should be from the front." Gao Changjin believed in his own judgment.
"Okay, Lao Gao. I will accompany you for these three days, brother," Zhiqiang said.
"You're not staying with me, you're staying with us."
This night seemed so difficult for Gao Changjin.
He was very nervous, but also excited. Because of such an arduous task, he had an extremely high sense of glory and mission. It seemed as if the success or failure of the entire war depended on the battlefield they were on.
There was a white fish belly in the east, and Takeda Junpei's troops began to assemble in front of the camp.
In front of them, the Japanese reconnaissance troops were using command mirrors and even reconnaissance balloons to conduct reconnaissance on the positions of the 1st and 2nd Battalions.
Their preparations before the war were very thorough.
Because according to Takeda Junpei's request, they need to defeat the position in front of them before noon.
Nanping Kanshiro, this time served as the forward commander. His troops had attacked the Zhaozhuang position yesterday, and were already very familiar with the Eighth Route Army's attacks.
And Wang Wugui¡¯s puppet military adviser also acted as the vanguard at this time.
Looking at his soldiers, they moved forward again. Wang Wugui really wanted to slap himself in the face.
He really didn¡¯t know what was wrong with him at that time, and he went so far as to flatter Takeda Junpei.
It¡¯s better now. His troops had already lost a lot of troops yesterday, and now they will only lose more.
The troops composed of Japanese and puppet troops have begun to outflank the enemy from both wings, and at the same time, there are more people on the front.
On a front with a width of one kilometer, the Japanese and puppet troops' charge troops almost covered the entire front of the defense line.
The yellow military uniforms they wore made these Japanese and puppet troops look like swarms of locusts. Under the cover of artillery fire, they began to launch a fierce attack on the Zhaozhuang position.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers on the Zhaozhuang position are ready for battle.
Last night, they constructed the fortifications on the ground again. In order to prevent Japanese shelling, they built more cat-ear holes to avoid Japanese shelling and protect the safety of the infantry.
The Second Battalion and the rocket nests brought from Yuanping County were also arranged and placed in the half-buried bunker.
The Japanese shelling this time was more violent than the two attacks yesterday combined.
Even the few large-caliber artillery pieces of the Japanese army began to bombard them fiercely.
These 120-caliber artillery focused on bombarding gun towers and several concrete bunkers.
Originally, the small and medium-caliber artillery of the Japanese army could not cause any damage to these gun towers and bunkers, but now these large-caliber heavy artillery. But it can cause damage to those gun towers.
Several gun towers in Zhaozhuang suffered varying degrees of damage during such bombardment.
Gao Changjin hid in a fortification half buried underground, yawning while loading bullets into the magazine of the cannon on his waist.
What is different from other people¡¯s bullets is that each of Gao Changjin¡¯s bullets has been carefully wiped, and each one looks like it has just been made in the arsenal.
Zhiqiang looked at Gao Changjin's bullets and said, "Let me tell you, Lao Gao should be treated like a bitch in this life. Look at your hands, they are whiter and tenderer than a bitch's hands. And those bullets , wiped so cleanly one by one.
People who know about it say you are particular, but people who don¡¯t know think you plan to offer these bullets to burn incense. "
Gao Changjin looked at the rumbling explosions outside, glanced at Zhiqiang and said: "You vulgar person, what do you know? A person, especially the commander of a battalion, must set an example for the soldiers. .
"How can I sweep the world if I don't clean one house? If I can't even meet strict requirements on my own personal hygiene, how can I do other things to the best of my ability?" "
Zhiqiang and Gao Changjin were bickering in the trench and wasting away this difficult time.The time to stay up.
This is the greatest fun they have when they are together. Sometimes Zhiqiang can win, and sometimes Gao Changjin can win.
The two of them bickered for a long time, and the rumbling sound of cannons outside gradually became sparse.
"When the battle is over, I will talk to you again about the importance of personal hygiene." Gao Changjin said, then opened the safety of the pistol and began to advance along the trench to the forward position.
The other soldiers also emerged from the cat's ear hole at this time, carrying weapons, equipment and ammunition boxes, and rushed towards the front position.
Two hundred meters in front of their position, Wang Wugui's puppet army was advancing.
Behind these puppet troops, there are swarms of Japanese troops. They seem to be scattered in front of the position, but they maintain a certain density.
"Attack!!!" Kanshiro Nanping pulled out the command sword in his hand and roared towards the front.
When the soldiers heard this, the originally slow team immediately began to sprint.
The terrain here is not very dangerous, and they charge very quickly.
The puppet troops in the front had their butts pressed against the bayonets of the Japanese troops in the rear, and they couldn't even slow down even if they wanted to.
"Damn it, the little devil's legs are not long. When they charge up, each one is faster than the other." Zhiqiang cursed secretly, and then said loudly: "Brothers, wait until the little devil is close before you hit him. No need to Save bullets, we have plenty of them!!!¡±
When he said this, Zhiqiang felt quite tough.
Last year at this time, each soldier in their battalion had only twenty or thirty rounds of ammunition on average. After the fight is over, you have to retreat, otherwise you will have to fight with the little Japanese on the bayonet.
But later they added bullets produced by the arsenal in Datong, and there were a lot of them. This allowed each of their soldiers to carry more than two hundred rounds of ammunition.
"Coupled with the supplies from the rear, their ammunition has never been so sufficient.
Not long after he finished speaking, the puppet troops had already entered their firing range.
"Fire!!!"
With a sharp shout, the originally peaceful Zhaozhuang position suddenly erupted with gunshots.
At the same time, the rocket nest inside the bunker also aimed its launch port at the charging Japanese troops.