Caoziling Japanese Army Headquarters.

The captain had a feeling that tonight's attack was extraordinary.

The heavy artillery units of the garrison regiment, which had been firing sporadically for several days, came up with a salvo of eight guns.

Mountain artillery, field artillery, large-caliber mortars, as if shells don't cost money, desperately fired shells at the blocking positions.

Soon, this bad premonition was proven, and a lieutenant rushed in in a hurry, looking nervous, and hurriedly reported when he saw Shaozo.

"Sir, the humble position is the liaison officer of the artillery position, the artillery position has been attacked by the enemy, and the guard unit has suffered heavy losses, so it is almost impossible to hold it, ask for support?"

The captain's face sank instantly, and he scolded: "Eight Geya Road, the garrison regiment wants to capture Caoziling tonight, the troops on the defense line are not enough, where are the extra troops to reinforce them." ”

"And the artillery fire on the defensive line is so fierce, let the troops come out of the anti-artillery holes and go to reinforce the artillery positions under artillery fire, which is no different from being bombed and sent to death."

"Order the artillery unit to send all ammunitionmen to support the guard troops, and be sure to protect the artillery positions."

"Also, the artillery support of the artillery positions cannot be stopped, otherwise the artillery units of the garrison regiment can attack our positions with impunity."

The superiority in strength and firepower is on the side of the independent company and the special service company.

In addition, they launched a sudden attack, which caught the devils by surprise, and by the time the artillery unit received the order to organize ammunitionmen to reinforce the guard troops, two companies had already broken through the interception and entered the artillery position.

After all, the oncoming ammunition men were not real infantrymen, and many of them were not even equipped with rifles, and rushed to the battlefield with pistols with a range of only 30 meters.

"The machine guns are all fired, the rifle is bayonet, take them out in the shortest possible time, and take the artillery positions." The spy company commander shouted.

Holding the crooked handle that had just been captured from the Japanese army, he set fire to the three devils in front of him.

In less than two seconds, the remaining bullets in the magazine were gone, and all three devils fell to the ground, each with at least one bloody hole in their chest.

The crooked handle is too troublesome to reload, and the company commander doesn't plan to continue to load it, it is too delayed, and the devils who are rushing towards him will definitely not give him this opportunity.

Throw the machine gun directly to the ground, pull out the box gun, open the safe, and continue to assault the artillery position.

The artillery attack of the garrison regiment on the Caoziling position continued, and the captain saw that several hidden forts were destroyed under the continuous attack of heavy artillery and flying thunder artillery.

These bunkers are the last cards to hold Caoziling, if the loss is too great, and the garrison regiment sends chariots to participate in the attack, the position will be dangerous. Thinking of this, the captain's tightly knit brow furrowed even deeper.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and just when the captain was praying in his heart that the heavy artillery shells of the garrison regiment would be used up quickly and that the shelling would stop quickly, the explosion on the offensive position of the garrison regiment suddenly stopped, and all the splashing fires disappeared.

"Bage Yalu, why did our artillery counterattack stop?"

"The thunderbolts of the garrison regiment are all set up on the offensive positions, and without artillery fire to suppress the fire, they can attack our blocking positions with impunity, and the number of explosive packages smashed into the blocking positions will be at least twice as large when the time comes."

Just when his subordinates were at a loss and didn't know how to answer, the artillery liaison officer, who had just left, rushed in again.

At this time, the artillery liaison officer was not only nervous, but also desperate from the heart.

rushed all the way to the captain, and reported with a painful face: "Sir, the artillery is finished." ”

"At least 308th Route Army slaughtered the artillery positions and slaughtered our gunners......"

The captain's face turned white with a brush.

Although the artillery positions had five or six hundred gunners and ammunitionmen, their combat effectiveness was too poor, and most of the soldiers were not equipped with weapons for self-defense.

In the face of the wolf-like Eighth Route Army, it is definitely not an opponent!

Shao Zuo, the leader of the reinforcements, knew very well the importance of artillery to the imperial army to hold Caoziling, and immediately proposed: "Sir, if the artillery is lost, the Caoziling position will not only lose artillery support, but let the Eighth Route Army destroy our fortifications with artillery fire, and it will also be flanked by the Eighth Route Army in front and rear, and it will definitely not be able to hold it." ”

"I will take two squadrons to kill it immediately, and even if we can't recapture the artillery position, we will destroy the Eighth Route Army there to ensure the safety of our backs."

The captain subconsciously refused.

The troops were all hiding in the anti-artillery holes of the positions, and the artillery shells fired by the garrison regiments were dense, and the troops rushed out of the anti-artillery holes under artillery fire, and then rushed out of the area covered by artillery fire, and they must have suffered heavy casualties.

Two squadrons were dispatched, and it was a blessing in misfortune to have one squadron break out of the battlefield alive.

But Shao Zuo's analysis he had to consider again.

More than 300 Eighth Route Corps appeared behind the position, and if they were allowed to successfully control the artillery position, they would definitely attack the defensive line from behind.

Then the command will bear the brunt of the attack and be the first to be killed by them.

Then there is the Caoziling position.

The bunkers on the defensive line were all designed and built for the frontal Eighth Route Army, and the firing holes were all aimed at the offensive positions of the garrison regiment.

Hundreds of Eighth Route Army attacked from behind the bunker, and the defenders of the bunker would definitely be unable to defend against it, so they could only watch them approach the bunker, and then destroy the bunker with explosives packs, and then the Caoziling defense line would be lost faster.

The captain was frightened by this thought, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.

No longer hesitated, and decisively ordered: "I'll give you two squadrons, and one battalion of the Imperial Army." ”

"We must recapture the artillery positions and take out the hundreds of Eighth Route Corps attacking the artillery positions."

On the Caoziling defense line, the two devil squadron leaders and the puppet battalion commander who received the order to attack were directly blinded, and thought that they had heard it wrong, so they asked the command to repeat the order several times in a row before believing it.

The artillery fire outside was too fierce, and many of them were explosive packs from heavy artillery shells and flying thunder cannons.

Now attack, if a heavy artillery shell or an explosive bag hits the team, half of the infantry squad will be gone in an instant.

Therefore, they did not want the troops to go out and die at this time.

But the military order is like a mountain, and no matter how unwilling he is, he can only give the order to attack.

"Boom ......"

Dozens of soldiers had just rushed out of the anti-artillery hole when an explosive bag exploded near the hole.

The squadron leader, who had just walked to the entrance of the cave, was taken aback and saw a ball of fire splashing from a distance of more than ten meters.

Five or six soldiers didn't have time to react, and they were directly blown into the sky.

The soldiers farther away were not blown away, but they fell motionless in the trenches.

The captain stared at the battlefield, and he also saw this scene, with all anger on his face.

Clenched his fists, his teeth clenched, but there was nothing he could do.

Ten minutes later, the attacking troops were grouped around the headquarters.

Two infantry squadrons, exactly one squadron survived.

A battalion of the Imperial Allied Army rushed out less than a company, and the rest were either killed or continued to hide in the anti-artillery holes as if they had not received orders.

The captain wanted to cry without tears, and the idea of killing people was gone.

But for the sake of the overall situation, he could only force himself to calm down, and ordered with a murderous aura: "Immediately reinforce the artillery position, kill the Eighth Route Army there, and avenge the imperial army that died on the battlefield......"