Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 310: The Japanese Year-End Sweep 9

After the order was issued, Tanaka Shinichi called the division headquarters. After being scolded by the division commander Jun Goromiya, Tanaka told his plan.

After hearing this, Hou Gongchun only said one sentence, "Enter Gaojia Town as soon as possible to set up defenses."

For someone in Hougong Jun's position, he doesn't need to care about the process at all. What he needs is the final result.

As long as he enters Gaojia Town, he can always ask the 106th Division and the nd Mixed Brigade for more troops if he doesn't have enough.

As long as the Laiyuan Independent Regiment did not escape directly into the depths of Taihang Mountains, he would have a way to destroy it. There was no need to think too much about it.

But can the independent regiment escape?

With so many people present, Gong Chun knew that this group of people could not escape at all, and he was very sure of this.

At noon, the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were piled up into a mountain and prepared for cremation.

The commander of the regiment, Chiba Sadao, showed grief on his face. He looked at the corpses of his subordinates, took off his lieutenant colonel uniform, took out a white sanitary napkin and tied it on his head.

He then took the torch from his subordinate and slowly lit the wood. Slowly, a crackling sound was heard, and the captain of the regiment, Chida, took the lead in singing their "Kimi ga Yo".

The other devils naturally joined in singing, and for a moment the tragic war song drifted into the distance.

"My imperial lineage will be passed down for thousands of generations"

"It has been passed down for eight thousand generations"

“Until the Pebbles Become Boulders”

"Until the rocks grow moss"

The scouts left behind by the second battalion were stunned by what they heard and asked their companions, "What are these devils doing? Are they going crazy because of the deaths?"

"Just ignore them, they are howling." The companions were speechless. The howling of ghosts and wolves was completely defiling their ears!

"Well, there was a scoundrel in our village who howled like this when his dog died."

As soon as he said this, his companion was choked, his face turned red, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally felt better and agreed: "You are right..."

He was a veteran under Yang Zhenhua and knew a little about Japanese language. He could tell that the Japanese were holding a ceremony.

But since his companion said so, he had no choice but to agree.

"Hakazai!"

"Hakazai!"

Just as the two of them were speechless, the Japanese became more and more emotional. Qiantian felt that a ceremony like this to boost morale was very necessary.

As the fireworks gradually died down, Chida ordered people to collect some of the ashes, and then it was time for lunch.

In the afternoon, the group continued their journey.

Although the Japanese marched in a mechanized manner, the puppet army could not have the same equipment, so they only walked more than 50 kilometers in the afternoon.

It was past 8 o'clock in the evening when Yang Zhenhua led the soldiers of the second battalion to the ambush point of the third battalion.

Looking at the weapons and ammunition in the hands and on the shoulders of the soldiers of the Second Battalion, Wu Mazi said enviously, "Zhenhua, you've made a fortune again!"

Yang Zhenhua waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Many of them have been destroyed. It's only a thousand guns."

Indeed, although a lot of Japanese and puppet troops were killed this time, the gains were really nothing.

The first thing was a frontal attack, and the first and second companies had no time to pick up weapons on the ground.

When charging, we hurriedly got some Japanese Type 99 rifles. As for the Type 38 rifles, heavy machine guns and the like, we had no time to pick them up.

Calculated this way, the side battlefield actually gained greater rewards.

Upon hearing this, Wu Mazi curled his lips and said, "Zhenhua, this is not very honest. With so many Type 99 light machine guns, how many Japanese soldiers must have been killed..."

His battalion had only 63 Type rifles, but the Second Battalion had over of them this time, so it can be said that they were extremely rich.

"Hey, Old Wu, our brothers have suffered heavy losses this time. More than 300 of our brothers have been killed by the Japanese." Yang Zhenhua said hurriedly.

He was afraid that Wu Mazi would ask him for support weapons. Although they were brothers who had been together all the way, they would definitely develop separately in the future, so the more financial resources they had, the better.

Wu Mazi nodded and said, "Alright, your camp has been tired for two days, it's our turn now, go and rest!"

He is not afraid of fighting the Japanese. It's just captured goods, he can go up against them.

Yang Zhenhua did not refuse. He turned around and was about to leave when he thought of the strange behavior of the devils in the past two days and said hesitantly:

"Old Wu, be careful tomorrow. If things don't work out, I'll help you stop the Japanese."

"Hmm?" Wu Mazi looked at Yang Zhenhua curiously and asked, "Did you find anything today?"

Although he is not as calm as Yang Zhenhua, he has a lot of thoughts and he is not the type who ignores others.

Yang Zhenhua thought for a moment and said, "The Japanese are acting strangely today. I have a feeling they are going to play some trump card, but they haven't done so yet. So I'm reminding you to be careful."

After saying that, he thought about it again and said, "So tomorrow I will be in charge of the mountain on the side. Unless there are any unexpected events, the Second Battalion will not take action."

He was supposed to go back to Gaojia Town to rest tomorrow, but considering the Japanese, he decided to stay and see.

Wu Mazi smiled and said, "That's fine. With you guys around, we'll be more confident. After all, they're just a brigade of the Japanese. We can't underestimate them."

He had no reason to refuse. Although Gu Changfeng had arranged support, that would take time, and Yang Zhenhua's Second Battalion would feel more at ease with him.

Yang Zhenhua took the Second Battalion to the rear to find a site for construction, but Wu Mazi did not rest. After thinking for a while, he called several company commanders and gave them instructions.

"Everyone, take half the rest tonight and start digging trenches. The Japanese will probably make a big move tomorrow, so be careful."

"Battalion Commander, the brothers and the militia company have been digging for three days. Is it tonight..." the second company commander said hesitantly.

"Yes, battalion commander," the other two company commanders spoke one after another.

They are indeed different from Yang Zhenhua. Yang Zhenhua has no fortifications and relies entirely on the slopes to block the attack.

Wu Mazi used a crude method, digging trenches directly and bringing out more than a thousand militiamen as helpers.

Of course, this is also because Gu Changfeng gave them a lot of autonomy. He had to train these battalion commanders under his command. It was impossible for him to command them all the time.

Wu Mazi looked at his company commander with a serious expression and said, "The Japs have suffered great losses at the hands of the Second Battalion these past two days. They will definitely seek revenge tomorrow."

"Then we will become the target of the Japanese's venting. The deeper the trenches are dug and the longer the defense line is stretched, the better it will be for us."

"Also, make sure the anti-artillery holes are strong enough to prevent the Japanese from burying the soldiers inside when they fire."

"Okay, Battalion Commander, we'll listen to you." The three company commanders were speechless. Since the battalion commander had already made the decision, they couldn't say anything else. Let's work hard!

After Wu Mazi left, the three company commanders discussed it again and finally decided that the first company commander would be responsible for the first half of the night, while the second and third companies would be responsible for the second half.

With nearly 3,000 militiamen, they can still dig up a lot in one night.

Of course, they automatically excluded the artillery company. The artillery was the boss of each battalion, and they would be needed to make great efforts tomorrow, so the three company commanders did not call the artillery company.

All night long, shouts could be heard on both sides of the road and on the road itself, and the construction work slowly extended to a kilometer away.

In fact, the main thing is to expand the depth, width and reinforce the anti-bomb holes. With so many people involved, it is not very difficult.

Moreover, the soldiers in each battalion have experience in this area. With their leadership, the speed is naturally impeccable.