"Well, you go and prepare, and I'll help you cover with an attack."

After Miura finished speaking, the leader of the artillery squadron immediately turned around and left, first letting the artillery staff begin to choose a position.

A breeze rose, a squadron of infantry began to attack, and the smoke suddenly dispersed.

Li Ping looked at the devil's skirmisher line with his waist, and saw that he was still attacking in the same way as before, so he didn't speak.

Returning to the rear, Li Ping just squatted down, and the political commissar came over and said, "Detachment leader, we replaced the blocking troops last night, will Miura find anything?" ”

The commissar said that the troops that had been fighting for a day yesterday had been replaced and rested last night, and that today there were several new squadrons on the positions.

The new troops have not yet suffered casualties, so the firepower is strong, and the attacking troops of the devils will definitely find out about this, and when the time comes, Miura may be able to seriously investigate it, and no longer judge the strength of the Eighth Route Army by relying on his own speculation.

If the specific number of troops is obtained, coupled with the battle of yesterday's day, Miura may increase his troops, which will not be beneficial to the next actions of the troops.

"Don't worry, political commissar, Miura's first reaction must be that we have reached the point where we have pressed all our troops today, I am afraid that he will only be proud, and there will be no problem before tonight."

After Li Ping finished speaking, the political commissar was speechless, this was completely betting on the psychology of the other commander.

Thinking about it, the political commissar felt unreliable, but there was still no other way, after all, in addition to weapons and equipment, the terrain of troops, and the character and will of the commander were also within the scope of reference.

Sometimes the commander's personality becomes the decisive factor, and it is clear that Li Ping is betting on Miura.

Seeing that the political commissar was very melancholy, Li Ping laughed softly: "Although we fought with Miura for the first time, I have a little understanding of Miura's combat style. ”

"Huzi, they said that the devil has added two more squadrons, what does this mean, it means that Miura has absolute certainty in his heart to solve us."

"So he is not afraid of the county seat, the troops along the railway line are empty, this is a commander who is wide open and close, either he will succeed in a battle, or wait for the opportunity of the decisive battle, he will definitely not be able to do meticulous operations."

"I guess his current psychology is to block our way out of the mountain from his direction, and then go into the mountain to encircle and suppress us until we are annihilated."

Hearing this, the political commissar let go of his worries a little, and said softly: "Then when will we send troops to lurk out again, we will definitely not be happy to be consumed here, unless we can deal with all the devils on the other side." ”

Li Ping shook his head and said, "It is impossible to solve all the devils on the other side in this operation, so we must choose to go out, just tonight." ”

The political commissar nodded, and the two stopped discussing and observed the situation on the battlefield.

The battle never stopped, Miura was in turn, Li Ping guessed his psychology, he really thought that the Eighth Route Army had filled all its forces into the battlefield, that is, the reserve that the Eighth Route Army had not dispatched yesterday.

Miura did not let the troops stop, on the one hand, he wanted to consume the strength of the Eighth Route Army and prepare to exterminate them, and on the other hand, he was covering for artillery, as long as the supplies were blown up, it would be easier to clean up the Eighth Route Army on the mountain.

At noon, Li Ping originally thought that Miura would rest, but the number of devils who could be invested did not decrease, but increased, and they all began to fight in a mixed formation.

"Detachment commander, the fighters of the positions are so tired that there is no time to rest at all, and the troops must be replaced."

The commissar watched as the fighters threw grenades at a distance that had reached the limit of exhaustion, and it was clear that the intensity of the battle was not good for his side.

"Political commissar, let one squadron go up and replace one squadron down, you can't replace them all at once, otherwise Miura will find a problem."

After Li Ping finished speaking, the political commissar immediately went to arrange, and when the devil returned, the political commissar immediately began to replace the troops.

I also feel that something is wrong with Miura, are the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army physical monsters?

Originally, I didn't have much strength to throw grenades, but now that there are soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who have recovered their strength, how is this possible.

Looking at the troops who had just rushed to a certain distance and were shrouded by the grenade explosion, Miura's eyes narrowed, could he have made a mistake, the Eighth Route Army has been hiding its strength.

Thinking that Miura didn't dare to be careless, he was just about to ask the chief of staff to send a reconnaissance unit in, when the artillery squadron leader ran over.

"Wing Commander, the artillery positions are ready for shelling."

Miura's eyes lit up when he heard this, he put down other thoughts, and said with a smile: "Shelling when you're ready, you only have this one chance, the Eighth Route Army will find out after shelling, and then find a way to deal with it." ”

"Hi"

The leader of the artillery squadron turned to leave, Miura picked up the binoculars and observed, and ten minutes later, the rumbling of artillery rang out.

"Shelling? In that direction? ”

Li Ping stood up directly when he heard the sound of artillery, saw that his position was fine, and then turned his gaze in other directions.

"Damn, the devils are shelling the area where we store supplies."

The commissar came over in a hurry, and the hand that picked up the telescope trembled a little.

Li Ping's heart tightened, no wonder, his preset position was originally to weaken the devil's heavy artillery, but now Miura has given himself a secret crossing Chen Cang, wanting to blow up his own supplies.

"Detachment leader, there's a fire, damn it, there must be a bunch of mistakes."

Li Ping and the political commissar looked at the rising black smoke, and suddenly their faces twitched, and they were so distressed that they didn't want to.

The devils did not have a specific target at all, but only determined an area, so they shelled three rounds in the middle of the target.

"Damn, stop."

The political commissar was praying, Li Ping couldn't put down the binoculars, there was black smoke as a reference, and the devil artillery concentrated artillery fire to greet this point.

Seeing the devil artillery doing this, the political commissar patted his chest and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it should be a push, and the other two piles should be fine." ”

Li Ping didn't speak, everything had to wait for the shelling to end, in case the devil came another blind cat and ran into a dead mouse, then he would have to vomit blood.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and Miura looked at it and laughed, the artillery did a good job.

When the shelling stopped, Li Ping and the political commissar panicked and took the soldiers to cut off the fire, but they didn't burn the supplies in the other two places.

And Miura on the other side doesn't care about anything, the materials of the Eighth Route Army are destroyed, that is a good time for their own attack, in the two environments of lack of ammunition and low morale, as an opponent, you must give the Eighth Route Army a good time.

The devils attacked one after another, Li Ping and the political commissar almost vomited blood when they looked at the constantly burning materials, and the shelling was in the center of the largest pile, all of which were food and other things.

However, the two of them still had palpitations, and the place where the ammunition and medicine and firearms were stacked was fine.

"Detachment leader, this is good, we are ready to go hungry next."

The political commissar's eyes were red, Li Ping listened to the violent gunshots, thought a little, his face changed, and he pulled the political commissar to run in the direction of the position.

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