klisemfg Chapter 452: The Puppet Army is Everywhere
Chapter 452: The Puppet Army is Everywhere
The Japanese in the stronghold could see it very clearly.
The combat speed of these Eighth Route Army troops outside was so fast that it caught people off guard.
Although the Japanese didn't have time to provide reinforcements, they still had time to close the gate of the stronghold.
As the gate of the stronghold was closed, the Japanese squad leader who stayed behind began to curse at the outside.
No wonder we couldn’t contact the county town, but we could still make a phone call to the attacked stronghold.
It turned out that the Eighth Route Army outside the stronghold was using a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain, preparing to play the long game to hook the big fish.
This was deliberately waiting for them to leave the stronghold and then setting up an ambush to annihilate them.
After all, attacking a stronghold is considered an offensive war, and the Eighth Route Army will suffer heavy casualties.
Setting an ambush along the way is the Eighth Route Army's strong point, so they will naturally make more use of this most familiar tactic.
However, the Eighth Route Army today is not the same as in the past. The weapons and equipment of this group of Eighth Route Army are too advanced.
They only heard two explosions and the battle was basically over.
Is that the end? Warriors of the Imperial Army, please try to struggle.
Or can someone come back and tell us what the fighting situation outside is like?
The Eighth Route Army who launched a surprise attack outside moved quickly. They didn't say a word, but just quietly cleaned up the battlefield.
If it weren't for the light from the burning weeds, the figures of the Eighth Route Army soldiers would have been visible.
The Japanese soldiers in the stronghold thought this was just a nightmare.
The Eighth Route Army outside waited for a long time, and saw that the Japanese were acting like turtles and refused to leave their stronghold.
They simply surrounded the stronghold in a blatant manner.
There were some good-tempered people in the Eighth Route Army who used loudspeakers to persuade the troops to surrender.
Of course, it was not to persuade the Japanese to surrender, but to persuade the Imperial Army inside.
As soon as the Eighth Route Army's gunshots were heard outside, they would immediately counterattack.
As long as we can kill the Japanese in the stronghold, we will have made a great contribution.
The people's government may consider sparing their lives.
As a result, many Japanese soldiers in the strongholds became members of the Imperial Army.
It was even easier for those bad-tempered Eighth Route Army troops to do things.
Machine guns sealed the turret, mortars provided cover, and the blasting team delivered three or five packs of explosives.
After a loud bang, half of the wall outside the stronghold was blown down.
When the walls collapsed, they became shelters for the Eighth Route Army troops.
The Japanese artillery tower that was so close to them was about to collapse.
The Japanese did not allow the Imperial Army in some strongholds to enter the artillery towers.
They were only allowed to resist the attacks of the Eighth Route Army in the trenches outside the artillery tower.
When they saw the Eighth Route Army blowing up the wall outside their stronghold, they simply turned against them.
The Imperial Army took advantage of the trenches and the firing holes in the artillery towers, but were blocked by the machine guns of the Eighth Route Army.
They immediately approached the Japanese artillery tower and attached a pack of explosives that had been hidden for who knows how long.
After a loud bang, the turret tilted directly, and the Eighth Route Army took the opportunity to capture the turret.
The commander of the Eighth Route Army who saw this scene went up and shook hands with everyone one by one.
While shaking hands, he asked them which one was an underground worker of the Eighth Route Army.
Although the result was embarrassing, our commander was not embarrassed.
Now that we have already dealt a fatal blow to the Japanese, you can no longer attack the Imperial Army. You might as well just follow me.
Looking at the Mauser pistol with its muzzle wide open in the hands of the Eighth Route Army commander.
The Imperial Army was eager to join the revolutionary team in fighting the Japanese invaders.
Looking at the small strongholds around, they all fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
The rogue Japanese soldiers who had equipment quickly sent telegrams to their immediate superiors to report the emergency.
Those who didn't have a telegraph would send the Imperial Army to climb over the wall.
They ran along the trenches towards a larger stronghold, looking for reinforcements to save their lives.
Those who were lucky were captured alive by the Eighth Route Army and were not in immediate danger of death.
If you are unlucky, you may step on a mine in the trench and die instantly.
These trenches were originally built by the Japanese to shackle the anti-Japanese base areas.
The Japanese used these trenches and artillery towers to divide the revolutionary anti-Japanese base into pieces.
But now, these shackles are put around the necks of the Japanese devils, leaving them nowhere to hide.
Even so, counties and towns along the Zhengtai Road sent out telegrams one after another.
Gradually, this corrupt situation was reported to Commander Yoshio Shinozuka in Taiyuan City.
Yoshio Shinozuka studied in his office until three in the morning before he issued an order.
All troops in Shanxi should not move for now and should strictly guard their own garrisons.
After daybreak, the aircraft will complete the reconnaissance and then make specific tactical arrangements.
And so, Adjutant Ono waited anxiously.
The commander wasted several hours, issued a meaningless order, and went back to rest.
Ono was behind, silently looking at the back of his commander.
You still dare to go back to sleep? It will be dawn in two hours.
Now the Yangquan County has been lost to the Eighth Route Army, and the Yangquan Railway Station has also been lost.
The arsenals in these two strongholds stored a large amount of ammunition.
Especially the railway station in Yangquan County, which serves as a transit station.
Not only were there supplies needed by various troops, but also a thousand poison gas bombs were stored.
If you don't quickly arrange the mobilization of troops and send planes to bomb Yangquan, do you still dare to go back to sleep?
But he had no way to change everything and could only make some adjustments within the scope of his work.
When he sent telegrams to the troops below, he added some of his own ideas.
For example, orders such as pilots should be ready to take off at any time and infantry should be ready to set off at any time.
It is hoped that this will save some time in assembling the troops.
So that they won't be in a rush when they take action after daybreak.
Ono thought about it again and finally decided to return the commander's Alzheimer's medicine to him.
After all, they need a clear-headed commander now.
And the empire also needs him to stand firm again, and vitamins and the like seem to be of no help.
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If I can't afford to fight, can't I just hide?
This is what the Japanese devils in the Zhaojiazhuang stronghold were thinking.
Anyway, when the team leader went out, the task given to me was to guard the stronghold. Even if I didn't go out, I was just following orders.
After completing psychological preparation, the Japanese squad leader was ready to hide in the stronghold and not go out no matter what.
No matter how urgent the military situation is, let's wait until tomorrow, when the sun rises.
Maybe because of his contribution in defending the stronghold, his position could be further promoted.
He was so happy!
At least in the stronghold of Zhaojiazhuang, no one dared to slap him in the face anymore.
Unfortunately, his beautiful dream was shattered before dawn.
Feng Dameng, the battalion commander of a unit of the Eighth Route Army, led the soldiers of his battalion.
Together with the county brigade that came to help, there were nearly five hundred soldiers.
They surrounded the Japanese stronghold in Zhaojiazhuang and made it impossible for anyone to get in or out.
The county captain, Lao Feng, is a relative of Feng Dameng, and in fact, he is the distant uncle of Battalion Commander Feng.
"Da Mengzi, you fought well in the previous battles, but now we are going to fight Zhaojiazhuang, and we will have to see what you are really capable of.
Don't be afraid, your uncle is watching over your mother from behind.
If you think it's not possible, let our county team go up first.
I will lead the charge for you and go check out the strength of the Japs in Zhaojiazhuang."