"We can't ignore it, it's okay for us, if the little devils hit Liao Fan's position with a gas bomb, they won't be able to fight back at all, and they must be notified no matter what. Ω E small Δ said. Master Chen knew that the consequences would be unimaginable if this continued.

"Lao Chen, we only have the strength of a reconnaissance battalion in our hands now, how can you let us inform them?" Political Commissar Liu also knew that the problem was very serious, but they had no troops to send now, and in the face of so many little devils, it was useless to send out one or two soldiers.

"The little devil is simply a beast that destroys human nature, and he actually uses such dirty means." Division Commander Chen threw the telegram in his hand into a ball and threw it into the brazier.

"Otherwise, let our intelligence officers try their best to find out when the little devil's poison gas bombs will be transported into Taihang Mountain, as long as the time is calculated, we will gather troops and destroy their logistics and transportation lines." Political Commissar Liu suggested.

"It's the only way to do it now, I hope the little devil moves slowly."

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The lieutenant general of the little devil was in his tent and thundered at his staff officer, he already knew that the Kudo squadron was completely wiped out, and a wing from Hebei was attacked by the squadron ** in the Taizidi generation, although the casualties were not large, but for the Japanese lieutenant general, this was tantamount to worse news, as if all this was against him.

"Baga, the personnel of our intelligence system are all rice buckets, and until now we don't know where this unit comes from, how many people there are, and who their commander is." The little devil's lieutenant general began to doubt his life, on the first day he only thought that Liao Fan's troops only had three or four thousand people on the first line of defense, and at night his artillery position was secretly attacked, he thought that the squadron **, and artillery, until now the Kudo Wing was completely wiped out, and the camp in Prince Land was attacked, he can now estimate that the squadron ** has thirty or forty thousand people, and it is also equipped with powerful artillery.

"Your Excellency General, we are in a hurry to change our battle plan, the Chinese army is now a passive defense, we are attacking, and we have the initiative." A staff officer said.

"Do you still think they're just passive defense? Our artillery positions were attacked twice, and the supporting troops in Hebei were attacked by sneak attacks, aren't they attacking? The Japanese lieutenant general looked at the staff officer in front of him and shouted.

This Japanese staff officer wanted to say that it was not your fault that the artillery position was bombed by the squadron for the second time, and we all insisted on changing the place to make the artillery position, only you said that according to the Chinese art of war, the enemy would definitely not have thought that we would put the artillery position here again, but it was bombed, and you began to shirk responsibility.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" The Japanese lieutenant general looked at the staff officers under him and asked.

"I heard that our Imperial Japanese Empire has just successfully developed a new type of poison gas bomb, which has been shipped to Taiyuan, ready to be used on the front line against the regular Chinese army, this poison gas bomb is still being tested, it is better for His Excellency the General to apply for a batch of such ammunition with the Taiyuan Command, as long as it is successful, so that we can take the position of the squadron in one fell swoop." A staff officer said.

"Yanxi, it seems that if you want to take the position of the squadron, you have to rely on our new poison gas bombs, and I will personally send a telegram to the Taiyuan headquarters later. But we can't rely entirely on gas bombs, and the bushido spirit of our Imperial Japan cannot yield to a small Chinese defensive line, and if there are no gas bombs, we must take the positions of the Chinese. Said the Japanese lieutenant general.

"Your Excellency General, we should reassess the combat effectiveness of the squadron, and we must change the battle plan, we can't put all our forces into a frontal attack on the Chinese position, we should divide our troops to test the squadrons in all directions, I believe that no matter how strong the defensive line is, it will have its weak points."

Of course, the Japanese lieutenant general knew this truth, but the line of defense in front of him really did not have any weak points, the fortifications were strong, the firepower was strong, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers was strong, which his soldiers had already proven, otherwise they would not have paid such a heavy price and did not make any progress. In the past, when fighting with the squadron, they did not have strong fortifications at all, and their combat effectiveness was completely third-rate, not to mention the strong willpower, as long as their cannons sounded, they were guaranteed to have no power to fight back.

But now it's good, with such a strong fortification, there is no big problem for the mortar to hit it head-on, only the howitzer can wield.

Just when the little devil racked his brains and tried his best to break through Liao Fan's first line of defense, Liao Fan finally received information from Liu Chundao's soldiers.

"Good job, Spring Knife." After reading the information, Liao Fan couldn't help but praise Liu Chundao for fighting this battle beautifully, causing seven or eight hundred casualties to the little devils, and they only had more than a hundred casualties, "Chunjian, look, your brother has made a great contribution." ”

"Did my brother mention me?" Liu Chunjian asked.

"Of course, your brother said that he got you a Japanese command knife, and he will give it to you when he comes back."

"Why didn't he let the correspondent bring it back when he sent the information?" Liu Chunjian was a little dissatisfied, and he especially hoped that he could get the gift given to him by Liu Chundao now.

"Your brother probably wants to give it to you personally, don't be sad, pass this report to the three regiment commanders, and let them inform the whole army." Liao Fan wanted to let all the fighters know about every victory they had achieved, so that they could boost their morale.

Liao Fan sat at the door of the command headquarters, things were going better than he imagined, now only Huang Changsheng's special combat team had no news, Liao Fan knew that he would definitely not get any news from them in a short time, because they were operating in the enemy war zone, unless Huang Changsheng wanted to take the initiative to contact him.

For two days in a row, the little devils did not launch a large-scale attack on the first line of defense, only small-scale testing. At night, Ma Wanzhong and Hu Guoshan will also take the initiative to send people to harass the little devil, not to achieve many results, but to make the little devil unable to sleep peacefully. Even if it's just throwing a grenade near the little devil's camp, the little devil won't be able to sleep well all night.

The little devil sent another wing of soldiers to confront Li Weimin's second regiment, and the lieutenant general of the little devil thought so, even if he couldn't take the first line of heaven, he couldn't let the first line of the first line of heaven send troops to attack them. Therefore, the Japanese troops supervising the first line of heaven did not have the slightest intention of attacking the first line of heaven.

At the Dahongshan Pass, the guard battalion confronted a wing from Hebei, which had an artillery squadron and caused Li Weimin a lot of trouble. When the little devil attacked, he fell into the mine array that Liu Chundao had already arranged, and when the little devil came up to clear the mines, he was named by the snipers, and the little devil simply used artillery to make a carpet bombardment, and the mine array completely lost its effect. But the little devil's shells were also exhausted, and only the duel between the infantry and the infantry remained, but fortunately, Liao Fan transferred fifty snipers to the guard battalion, and most of the little devils who were killed at the Dahong Mountain Pass were the masterpieces of snipers.

In the early morning of the fifth day, the little devils attacked on all fronts again, and Li Weimintuan, who was on the front line, was also attacked by the little devils, but the little devils had no intention of entering the front line.

On the first line of defense, the little devils blew up three heavy machine guns with human bombers. Hu Guoshan was urgently mobilizing the troops on the defensive line.

"Zhao Caizhu, you stay here, you can't let a little devil get close." After Hu Guoshan led a company of soldiers to repel a charge of the little devil, he ordered Zhao Caizhu to stay and take a communication soldier to check the defense lines of other companies.

"Commander, why are you here?" The commander of the first battalion of the third regiment was personally manipulating the machine gun and firing at the little devil.

"First battalion commander, are you injured?" Hu Guoshan saw that the first battalion commander had blood all over his face.

"Regiment commander, this is not my blood, it is the blood of one of my soldiers." When the commander of the first battalion was inspecting the defense line of his battalion, he happened to encounter a little devil with bombs tied to his body, which blew up a firepower point on the defense line. Therefore, the commander of the first battalion directly went to the line of fire to operate the machine gun, and vented all his anger on the little devil.

"How's your camp doing?" Hu Guoshan asked.

"Commander, the little devils are completely crazy, but if they want to take our position, there is no door."

The situation of Ma Wanzhong's regiment is very similar to the situation encountered by the third regiment, whether it is a little devil or a squadron, they are all in a state of madness, the little devil is crazy and wants to get close to the position of the squadron, and the Chinese soldiers are like crazy death, constantly asking for the life of the little devil.

On the cliff, Ma Wanzhong has asked the soldiers to retreat twenty meters to establish a new position, as long as the little devil is close to the cliff, throw grenades, and it is delayed, it can explode in the air. After being blown up a few times, the little devil no longer dared to approach the cliff, and the grenade that exploded in the air left them with no place to dodge but to retreat.

The little devil attacked frantically all morning, and finally died down, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and hundreds of wounded who could not be evacuated, and went back to lunch. The first and third regiments were also busy carrying the wounded and exploding each other, Liao Fan deliberately ran to the logistics department and asked Sun Boyong to cook a delicious meal for the soldiers to replenish their physical strength.

"Old Ma, how are the casualties of your regiment?" At noon, Liao Fan followed the soldiers on duty to deliver food to the soldiers on the front line.

"There are about 1,000 people left in our regiment who are still able to fight, but half of them are wounded, and they are all simply bandaged and voluntarily left to participate in the battle." Ma Wanzhong said, "The casualties of the Third Regiment should be fewer than ours, but I estimate that there are quite a lot of wounded." ”

"The little devil is estimated to be at the limit, hold on for a few more days, if the little devil still insists on this kind of deadly play, we will withdraw to the second line of defense to defend." Liao Fan can be regarded as seeing the lifeless spirit of the little devil, which really makes Liao Fan admire.

"Brother Fan, if we insist on it for a month, will the little devil really retreat?" Ma Wanzhong's confidence began to waver.