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After the shelling began, they began to enter both sides of the road and ambush there.
Waiting for the Japanese transport troops and other reinforcements to rush to Zhangjiakou from this road.
These three infantry regiments all belong to the First Infantry Brigade of the Kagar Combat Division. Their main soldiers are composed of soldiers recruited from the Kagar and Shanxi areas.
¡°More than half of them are veterans with rich combat experience.
Their brigade commander is Chen Linchang, who was originally the commander of the third infantry regiment of the Kagel Combat Division. He was later promoted to brigade commander because of his outstanding performance in the battle to recapture Shanxi.
He was experienced in many battles. An hour ago, the reconnaissance team he dispatched from Zhangjiakou to Peiping sent him the news about the Japanese troop transport.
"The enemy has a large number of trucks, more than 400 of them. But the road is only so wide. Let's blow up the trucks in front and the trucks behind them with bombs. Their entire convoy will be paralyzed on the road."
Chen Linchang was currently discussing an ambush plan for a while.
Their troops arrived in a hurry, but fortunately it was night, and the bombs they simply planted would not be discovered by the Japanese army.
"And these little devils are just a security brigade. They are not the regular army of the little devils. If we really fight, it shouldn't be too difficult." The regiment leader said very confidently.
Chen Linchang shook his head and said: "Don't be arrogant and underestimate the enemy. Once the attack begins, follow my orders.
Each unit first took advantage of our firepower to destroy the Japanese trucks to the greatest extent and kill the Japanese effective forces.
"When these little devils are almost dead, let's go harvest the battlefield." "
"no problem."
As the leaders said, they returned to their respective ambush positions with murderous intent.
The Japanese army has a large number of troops, with more than 400 trucks, and the scale is quite large.
The long convoy is like a train with no end in sight, several kilometers long.
Zhang Zhenzhi was sitting on a truck thickened with steel plates in the middle, driving on the road with some anxiety.
At this time, they were less than 20 kilometers away from Zhangjiakou. The truck can reach Zhangjiakou in about half an hour in this dark night.
The battlefield was now covered in artillery fire.
"The leader of the Huaze Brigade just sent a telegram asking us to speed up our march. The enemy's offensive is very fierce, and we must get to Zhangjiakou as soon as possible."
The deputy captain next to him said to Zhang Zhenzhi.
This made Zhang Zhenzhi even more anxious, an uneasy feeling that made his legs tremble uncontrollably.
Equally anxious were the soldiers from the security brigade riding in the truck.
Many of them have never been on the battlefield. They are only responsible for security work in the city, and they also shoot a few times with rifles against the guerrillas who only have a dozen or so people.
That kind of ultra-low-intensity battle is not at the same level as the high-intensity battle in which the sound of gunfire can be heard from dozens of kilometers away.
Among the garrison soldiers on the truck, some were veterans of the Japanese army who had retired from the front line.
These veterans often become the protagonists on the truck at this time.
¡°The scale and intensity of the fighting in the Songhu area back then were much greater than this.¡± said a veteran who was blind in one eye.
The young Japanese soldier next to him immediately came over and asked, "During the Battle of Songhu, I heard that our Imperial Army suffered heavy casualties there."
The veteran nodded, his only remaining eye also showing a look of reminiscence.
"I remember there was a town there called Luodian. Before our squadron went up, the captain called us over and asked each of us to write a suicide note.
Our squadron leader asked why, and the team leader said that from the previous squadrons, no one came out of Luodian alive. "
As the veteran said, the scene of the Luodian battle appeared in his mind.
"What happened next? Senior." asked the guard soldier next to him.
The veteran continued: "Later, when our squadron entered Luodian, we saw a hell-like scene. Bodies were piled up everywhere, and there was no time to clean them up.
When we charged and garrisoned, we always stepped on those corpses.
Some of the corpses are ours and those of the Chinese army. Our squadron fought there for a whole day. "
"Then what?"
"Then I'm here." The veteran said, his eyes full of sadness.
"What?"
"Our squadron was completely wiped out, and I was the only one who survived. Everyone else died in Luodian."
As he said this, his body began to tremble subconsciously.
That hellish scene clearly appeared in his mind again.
It was at this time that a violent explosion suddenly came from not far away.
The convoy that was advancing slowly suddenly stopped.
¡°Get out of the car!! Get off the car immediately!! Enemy ambushes!!¡±
The Japanese commander immediately shouted and drove the soldiers crowded in the carriage out of the truck.
The Japanese soldiers in the guard had a little fear in their eyes.
"Did a landmine explode?" a veteran asked the commander next to him.
"No, it's a bomb!" the commander shouted, and asked his soldiers to get out of the car and prepare to fight.
At this time, the five trucks at the front of the Japanese convoy had been blown into a pile of scrap metal.
A large number of high-intensity explosives buried under the road easily blew these trucks upside down.
As for the Japanese soldiers inside the truck, without exception, they were all blown to pieces.
At this moment, a violent explosion was heard from behind.
Several trucks behind the convoy were also blown away by bombs planted in advance.
But the soldiers got out of the car early, and the bombs that exploded only killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers next to them.
Zhang Zhenzhi got out of the car and looked at the dark wilderness around him with a panicked expression. He was already panicking and didn't know what to do.
"Captain, what should we do?" the adjutant next to him shouted and asked.
Zhang Zhenzhi shook his head, tried hard to control the trembling of his body and said: "I let's first send a telegram to the leader of the Huaze Brigade to request them for assistance.
??????????????????????????? Then all the soldiers, with their backs against the truck, don¡¯t move around randomly, and at the same time, launch flares into the nearby area. "
As the order was issued, Zhang Zhenzhi gradually calmed down, thinking that it might just be an ambush by the guerrillas. Once the situation is clear, they can move on. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com