Jin Sanshan is also a happy person, and behind the enemy line, they have already eaten the puppet army, and in the case of the empty strength of the Japanese army, the Japanese army has no time to support the puppet army in the towns and villages. The puppet army does not have the support of the Japanese, and the puppet army in the township can only bully the common people.

Jin Sanshan directly took the reconnaissance battalion to visit the towns and villages, as long as there was a lack of supplies, they looked for the puppet army, and as a result, this circle was mixed, and the reconnaissance battalion led by Jin Sanshan obviously became a big landlord on one side.

In order to solve the logistical problem for the Third Regiment, Jin Sanshan went through the towns and villages where they could go again, and soon gathered all the food for the Third Regiment for ten days.

When the artillery fighters of the third regiment came to the reconnaissance battalion of the first regiment, Jin Sanshan felt that it was worth doing anything, with artillery, and now with artillery, it was completely possible to let the soldiers take risks without getting close to the little devil's railway line.

That night, Jin Sanshan took the little devil's railway line to do an experiment. Dozens of shells landed on the little devil's train and railway line with no mistake, igniting the ammunition transported by the little devil's truck, and directly blowing up hundreds of meters of the railway line into ruins.

The transportation of the little devils had to be interrupted again, and the Japanese troops on guard only found traces of the activities of the reconnaissance battalion, but did not see the fighters of the reconnaissance battalion.

With the delay of time, the combat effectiveness of the special combat team, the third regiment and the reconnaissance battalion of the first regiment behind the enemy line became more and more significant, and many of the work of the Japanese army in Shanxi was paralyzed.

However, Gangcun Ningci was already anxious, and only vaguely sent a few telegrams to the Shanxi side, and the content of the telegram was nothing more than to stabilize them, and the battle ended quickly.

The continuous heavy rain in the summer has actually made Gangcun Ningji see no hope, and the supply of the front line has been in a very difficult situation, and all the trucks they used to transport supplies are stuck on the road, and Gangcun Ningji has to order the soldiers to resist with their shoulders.

But from the rear to their front line, the car has to run for at least ten hours, and now let the little devil carry supplies and ammunition to the front line, which has to be sent to the year of the monkey. Gangcun Ningci has no choice, God doesn't give face, and he can't watch the troops on the front line run out of ammunition and food.

Although the Japanese army is very strong, and the superiority of troops is also there, but to hold a long mountain road from the mountain pass to the station of the independent 33rd Division, no amount of troops is enough, and now the mountains are full of troops of the independent 33rd Division, and the little devil has become a frightened bird, as long as there is a little wind and grass, a little gunshot, the little devil will tense his nerves.

There were logistical problems with the Japanese army, and the troops on the front line certainly could not fight with peace of mind, although the little devils were already doing their best to mobilize troops to attack the positions of the 33rd Independent Division from all directions.

In today's battle, the Japanese army launched an all-out attack on the first line of defense and the first line of defense with 20,000 troops from four directions. It was the first time for Ma Wanzhong on the battlefield to see such a large-scale attack by the little devils, so he was in a hurry.

The little devil used 20,000 men to attack the first line of defense for more than five hours under the cover of artillery fire, and Ma Wanzhong struggled for an hour before requesting artillery support from the artillery battalion. Under the heavy artillery fire, the little devils showed the true spirit of bushido, and they rushed forward without dying. When approaching the bunker, the grenades were thrown into the first line of defense into the underground fortifications, and for a time the fighters of the regiment suffered heavy casualties, and more than a dozen light and heavy machine guns were blown up by the little devils.

In order to hold the defensive line, Ma Wanzhong ordered the flying thunder cannon to fire non-stop, and the dense explosive package fell into the enemy group, and Ma Wanzhong stabilized the situation of the first-line position, until the flying thunder cannon was overwhelmed and half scrapped, Ma Wanzhong ordered the flying thunder cannon to stop firing.

For more than five hours, the soldiers and artillery battalions of the first regiment did not know how much ammunition they had fired, but they finally stabilized the situation, and the little devil suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat.

Before the smoke on the battlefield dissipated, Ma Wanzhong's face was covered with white gauze, and a stray bullet cut his cheek, fortunately, the wound was not big, otherwise Ma Wanzhong would have been disfigured.

Looking at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers lying densely in front of the position, and there were some wounded people mixed in the pile of corpses, Ma Wanzhong felt for the first time what it means to be tragic, if the position is broken by the little devils today, they may really be tragic this time.

"Hey! I'm afraid it's going to be busy again at night! ”

With so many corpses enough time for the soldiers to work all night, Ma Wanzhong began to inspect the position, and several fortifications were blown up by grenades thrown in by the little devils, and the soldiers were hurrying to repair them.

Ma Wanzhong knew that the little devil might not attack again today, but it was difficult to say whether the Japanese army would be so crazy in the coming days.

The commander of the little devil rubbed his sore head in his tent, he planned to do everything in his power to take down the Chinese position in this battle today, but the result still disappointed them, the intensity of the artillery fire of the 33rd Independent Division had exceeded his imagination.

Their artillery had already covered the artillery of the Chinese positions, but he was disappointed by the results, as if they had never destroyed the artillery positions of the Chinese troops. The most important thing is that the unique weapons of the 33rd Independent Division caused a great shock to the little devil's heart.

Since they attacked Taihang Mountain for more than ten days, the Chinese army has used two flying thunder cannons, and the huge explosion and the air wave generated by the explosion are more powerful than their howitzers, and many little devils lying on the ground have been shocked to death.

The flying thunder cannon left a shadow on the little devils, and they felt that their souls were out of their bodies when they remembered that huge explosive bag had fallen from the sky.

The commander of the little devil has held several combat meetings, but there are fewer and fewer officers who speak at the meeting, and at the latest meeting, none of the officers dared to take the initiative to speak, but the commander of the little devil knew that these senior commanders under his command had already retreated.

After more than 10 days of fighting, the total number of Japanese casualties has reached more than 10,000, but the firepower on the positions of the Chinese army has not weakened in the slightest.

When the situation of Taihang Mountain was reported to Gangcun Ningci, the front commander of the little devil wanted to hear Gangcun Ningci loosen his mouth and let them evacuate Taihang Mountain, but Gangcun Ningci ordered that the positions of the Chinese army must be taken.

Gangcun Ningci told him to let him hold on, and he had arranged for a brigade to move from the direction of Hebei, and guaranteed to enter Taihang Mountain in two days.

The front-line commander of the little devil looked at the telegram in his hand, and there was no hope in his heart, in order to launch this large-scale battle, Gangcun Ningci had already transferred the Japanese troops in Henan and Hebei provinces, even if Hebei could send reinforcements, I am afraid it would be less than one brigade, at most the number of a brigade.

After more than ten days of fighting, the commander of the little devil has already figured it out, and the independent 33rd Division must be ready in the east, otherwise they will not fight them on the first line of defense. However, he can only carry out Okamura Ninji's orders now and continue this battle.

Finally, half a month after the little devil attacked, Taihang Mountain ushered in a heavy rain again. There was no warning of this heavy rain, and when the little devils reacted, half of their supplies in the open air were already submerged in water.

Liao Fan happily watched the heavy rain in the sky and danced in the headquarters. Some people are happy, some people will be unhappy, the commander of the little devil looked at the tent that was leaking rain everywhere, and scolded God countless times in his heart, but it was like Liao Fan scolding God for not raining when he was unhappy.

The sky was like ink, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Guoshan had just finished assembling his three regiments, and the horseman and the cooking squad were all issued guns and ammunition, and if the guns were not enough, they would take two grenades.

Hu Guoshan raised his head and let the rain wash over his tired cheeks, and the rain still had the temperature of summer. The trees on the high mountains in the distance were no longer visible under the inky sky.

"Commander, the troops have been assembled!" Zhao Caizhu's whole body was already soaked at this time, but he didn't care, he cared about the next battle as much as Huang Changsheng now.

The harassment of the little devil's troops by the Third Regiment in the past few days is just a small fight, and today, since the sky is beautiful, Hu Guoshan has decided to use it for a big operation, and for this operation, he has let the soldiers reconnoiter for five days.

"Let's go!"

Hu Guoshan gave an order, and the three regiments of thousands of soldiers set off in the rain, if you see this army moving in the rain from a distance, it is like a ghost army walking in the dark world.

The little devils at the stone gate were busy sheltering ammunition and other supplies from the rain, and a sudden heavy rain made them scramble, urgently rescuing the supplies to prevent the ammunition from getting wet.

Visibility was low in the heavy rain, and the little devil's sentinels didn't notice that the two shadows were quietly approaching them. The rain washed away the last drop of blood from the bayonet, and the blood from the corpse ran down the grass and did not know where it went.

The two warriors easily dealt with the two little devils who were standing guard, and then made a gesture to their rear. Twenty meters away, thousands of warriors rose from the ground in unison, and there was no sound in the rain.

Hu Guoshan made a gesture to Zhao Caizhu, Zhao Caizhu understood what Hu Guoshan meant, he nodded at Hu Guoshan, and then led the troops to move separately.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and with thick clouds, visibility was already less than twenty meters at this time. Hu Guoshan quietly moved to a distance of about twenty meters away from the little devil's position with the soldiers, they were not in a hurry to act, and Zhao Caizhu and they were not in place at this time.

Ten minutes later, Hu Guoshan made a gesture to the soldiers around him, and all the fighters prepared the grenades they carried!