Chapter 167

It was heard that a national army was alone and penetrated the security zone, and cleared out a passage with lightning speed, and it was very likely to continue to move north. After receiving the late information from its superiors, the Japanese brigade in charge of the Pinghan Line near Luancheng County hurriedly mobilized it and divided the troops into two groups to encircle the isolated army.

The battle started quickly after the reconnaissance scouts contacted and a small-scale fierce battle occurred. When they met on a narrow road, the Japanese and various units of the National Army quickly launched an offensive formation and built fortification positions. The battle gradually escalated after the two sides continued to increase their forces and entered into contact.

In response to the Japanese attacks on the left and right, the weapons and equipment were not inferior to the 14th Brigade of the National Army of the Japanese army. It pulled out the left and right tridents in a tit-for-tat manner, broke through the center, and used the left and right wings to divide and surround the Japanese army that was gradually forming horns.

"Yosi, notify the samurai of the empire to fight back the weak Chinese! Notify the air force and send fighter planes to support it." The captain of the brigade Masaji Nakasa Oyama, who was in the temporary pre-war command post, looked calmly at the battlefield with gunfire in front.

Perhaps because he heard the sound of gunfire on the battlefield ahead, he always believed that the Chinese army was poorly equipped and had low combat quality, he felt a little uneasy. According to common sense, the national army should not have such a courage to go deep into the army alone. This is obviously a taboo in military strategists, and this kind of thing should not happen to the national army with weak combat effectiveness.

Perhaps in order to reassure himself, Masashi Koyama Masaji Middle School added: "Emute the front and send the distribution of the Chinese troops back to the command center."

The abnormal speed of the national army's advance made Xiaoshan Zhengji Zhongzuo very worried, which was obviously contrary to the rules.

"Report! Battle Report ahead!" A cavalry rushed over with his horse's head.

"Take it now!" a Japanese sergeant shouted loudly.

As soon as he received the information sent back from the front, Masaji Kazusao Koyama frowned suddenly. Those who came were not good, and those who were good did not come. The battles in contact with the front showed that the national soldiers had extremely fierce combat effectiveness and fierce firepower, almost all of them were standard German equipment, and artillery machine guns were also standard configurations. Judging from the deployment of troops, the commanders of the national army were not good at strife. The soldiers of both sides suffered major damage when they attacked each other's positions, but there was no sign of retreat. This was almost rare in the Chinese army that could have such equipment. However, how this army was fully supplied and could penetrate into the hinterland of the public security zone is still a mystery, but it is certain that the national army had premeditated and planned operations.

After snorting twice, Xiaoshan Nakasa carefully observed the newly determined distribution of the enemy-wealth offensives in front of the military command map, and issued combat orders in an orderly manner.

Masaji Koyama still has considerable confidence in the Japanese army's own combat effectiveness. The soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire were world-class, so how could it be that they could not compare to the second-rate army in China? What's the use of good equipment? At best, sheep in wolf's skin, and they could only sit and wait for death in front of real wolves, and not to mention that they also have the support of planes.

Over the battlefield where artillery fire was flying and bullets were weaving, teams of Japanese and Kuomintang troops were constantly throwing into the battlefield, and both sides fought extremely tricky. The artillerymen of the Kuomintang pushed the artillery forward desperately and bombarded the assembly ground behind the Japanese army. The Japanese small-caliber Type 50 and 60 grenade launchers drew high parabolas in the air, and shrapnel rain burst into between the crawling and charging National soldiers. The cavalry teams of both sides strangled together, sabers vs. samurai swords, Mauser vs. 38 styles, National soldiers vs. Japanese soldiers, selfless fighting. One National Army had just knocked down one Japanese army, but was soon stabbed into the chest by another Japanese army's bayonet, and both sides were red in their eyes.

Two small black dots suddenly appeared above the battlefield, and there were increasingly loud roars.

"Damn it, it's an airplane!" Zhao Lei, who was alone in the 14th Brigade, cursed viciously. This time, he finally persuaded the old man and the elders in his family to actively prepare for half a year, and used all the strength of the family to actively prepare for it. He focused on planning and prepared a battle plan and supplies along the way. The ammunition supply alone had already been sent into the Japanese devils' occupied land three months in advance. He spent a lot of manpower and material resources quietly setting up a supply station. He brought almost all the good weapons and equipment, but this damn plane could not bring. Moreover, the things that were expensive in the plane were now only on the ground. The Japanese plane appeared in the field of vision more and more clearly on the ground.

"The Brigade Commander, it's the Japanese plane, let's avoid it first!" The adjutant beside Zhao Lei reminded him.

Zhao Lei pulled the reins to comfort the horses frightened by the noise of the plane, jumped off the horse and walked into the temporary command post: "Fuck! Avoid a ball, pull the machine gun to the air, I don't believe it. Just these two little flies, so many machine guns can't survive and die."

"Yes!" The soldiers around responded with a loud bang, and they pulled up the guns in their hands. The soldiers near the temporary command post kept inserting a light and heavy machine gun high toward the air.

Two Japanese Nakajima fighters with plaster flags were slid into the air wings and flew into the battlefield, entering a low altitude, aiming at the national army behind the front line and trying to open fire, when they saw the flames of star points on the ground flashing wildly.

A dense cross fire immediately appeared above the rear of the defense line of the National Army. On the one hand, the red rain of air bullets formed a dead air fire net. On the other hand, the long dust columns swept out by the fighter machine guns on the ground made the soldiers overturn. A Japanese fighter jet caught the National Army's firepower against the air. Mars exploded continuously, and flames and black smoke suddenly exploded. It shaking and shaking into the ground like drunkenness. The ground blew up.

Outside the battlefield, the soldiers of the Seventh Squad each had a telescope and watched the battle carefully. They were usually devoted to fighting, but this kind of encounter was also an opportunity to learn experience.

"Good job!" Li Wei praised. The Eighth Route Army was afraid of attracting revenge from enemy planes, so it generally did not let the soldiers open fire on Japanese fighter planes. Only Zhao Lei's troops dared to use firepower to cover the sky with such firepower. The overwhelming rain of bullets directly flooded the Japanese fighter planes.

"What a luxury!" Zhang Meng kept beating his chest and stamping his feet, shouting that it was a waste. In the Eighth Route Army troops, the machine gunners would have to hurt for a long time when they shot five or six bullets. Many bullets in the National Army in front were released, so anxious that Zhang Meng wanted to rush forward and grab their ammunition.

"Would we go and help?" Captain Zhang Junsheng was also full of fighting spirit.

"Wait first, although Li Wei's classmate, you should be careful." The Leilong squad leader shook his head. After all, he had experienced a big battle.

"Good job!" Zhao Lei pointed to the surviving one and shouted: "Kill me all, don't let me go."

Almost all the heavy machine gun firepower was aimed at the Japanese fighter jets that fled far away. The metal storm formed by the large warheads of fingers immediately exploded the Japanese fighter jets that were already slightly injured.

When the Japanese army in front of Zhao Lei saw that their fighter jets were shot down one after another, they were stunned, and then rushed and attacked like crazy, and suddenly tore the positions of the 14th Brigade of the National Army. The forces of both sides were intertwined more and more powerful.

"Boom!~~~~~~" Suddenly, an artillery shell came overturned several national soldiers next to the command post.

As if I heard the sound of gunfires in front of me, I suddenly became much closer, and the atmosphere at the command post of the 14th Brigade of the National Army suddenly became solemn.

"Report!" A cavalry with blood rushed over, almost fell off his horse, and rushed to Zhao Lei, "Report to the brigade commander, the enemy has broken through two lines of defense, all the cavalry battalions of the first regiment were killed, the artillery positions were damaged by fifteen artillery pieces, and nearly one-quarter of the casualties of the first regiment and the second regiments were injured or killed."

Zhao Lei lowered his head and pondered without saying a word. Since attacking Hebei, he has taken advantage of the Japanese's carelessness and did not believe that the Kuomintang army can take the initiative. On the other hand, the Japanese's attention has been focused on the Eighth Route Army at the beginning of the year. With the early preparations, the 14th Brigade can penetrate into depth. However, the troops of a brigade are still too weak in front of the main force of the Japanese. This battle, the Japanese devils have obviously adapted to the offensive of the 14th Brigade, and the battle will be difficult to fight.

A staff officer stood up and said, "Brigit Commander! This enemy seems to be difficult to chew. If this continues to be consumed, our brigade will probably be damaged."

"Yes!" The other officers responded at the same time. It was already a big risk for a brigade to act like this, but it would be not great if it was bitten by the main force of the Japanese.

"Then we have only two ways to go now. One is to quickly resolve the battle, defeat the Japanese at all costs, and then quickly withdraw from the enemy's occupied area, and go back wherever we come from. The second is to leave a team to drag out the enemy. The main force of the 14th Brigade will quickly transfer, but it may continue to be hit by the enemy on the road." Zhao Lei paced back and forth in the command post, because of the exhaustion of supply resources, regardless of the performance, the 14th Brigade will return to its original station, but the entire brigade will retreat, depending on the result of this battle. If you return in a victorious manner, not only will the soldiers rise, but the return will also cause the enemy's concerns. Before there is more main forces in the enemy, the way back will be relatively peaceful and the loss will be minimal. However, if you return in a defeated battle, you may be constantly harassing and attacked by the enemies along the way and intercepted.

"Notify the Second Regiment of the Reserve Team and be ready for battle at any time." As a brigade commander, Zhao Lei's self-esteem is not easy to allow himself to lose. His battle not only represents his personal determination to fight against Japan, but also represents the family elders' personal abilities and the prestige accumulation of his prestige in the future when he succeeds his father to command the entire division.
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