Until the evening, the little devil did not launch an attack, Liao Fan nodded with satisfaction after receiving the report from the forward position, he believed that after this time, the little devil would never dare to play tricks with their independent 33rd Division in the future.

At the same time, Liao Fan also learned about the latest situation in the Fifth War Zone from the communication troops sent by the Fifth War Zone, and after a heavy rain, General Li Zongren began his counteroffensive plan.

Liao Fan was very happy after seeing the telegram from the Fifth War Zone, but there was inevitably a trace of unhappiness in his heart, God was too partial, and he didn't give them any rain in Taihang Mountain. However, there is one person in Taihang Mountain who particularly does not want to rain at this time, and that is Sun Boyong.

After Sun Boyong received Liao Fan's order, he arranged for the soldiers to mow the grass and collect firewood. Firewood is easy to do, there are dead branches on the mountain, but the grass that Liao Fan wants must be hay, so they have to dry the freshly cut grass, and it takes at least two days for the fresh grass to dry in this weather, and once it rains, everything they do will be in vain.

Fortunately, the god of Taihang Mountain felt that Sun Boyong's face was bigger than Liao Fan's, and he refused to rain.

At night, Ma Wanzhong ordered two battalions of soldiers to find out the position, one battalion is responsible for supervising the little devils, and the other battalion of soldiers is responsible for collecting the corpses of the little devils, otherwise it really rains in Taihang Mountain, and the rotting corpses and the washing of the rain may flow into the well in a certain village, and the loss will be the people of Taihang Mountain.

"Isn't it okay for this little devil to clean up the corpse properly, he has to make trouble with us!" One of the warriors complained that it was pitch black this day, and they had to touch the darkness to find the corpses of the little devils, some of whom had just died, and that if they encountered a rotting corpse, they would have to be scared out of their nerves.

After the fighters carried the bodies back to their positions, they were transported back to the garrison by the fighters of the logistics department, and then piled up together and burned in a centralized manner.

The next morning, when the commander of the little devil saw that the corpses on the front of the land had disappeared, he understood that the Chinese had done the rest of the work for them last night. After that, Liao Fan ordered a group to dispose of the corpses once every two or three days.

As for the direction of the first line of heaven, Liu Chundao hung up the war-free card in the morning and notified the Japanese army to come to collect the corpses, and the little devil never dared to brush the tricks again.

After a successful operation by the reconnaissance battalion and the third regiment behind the enemy, they chose to hibernate, and after a major operation, the little devils must be strictly guarded, and the troops were arranged to search, encircle, and suppress these two troops.

And the reconnaissance battalion and the third regiment of the first regiment seem to have disappeared into the Taihang Mountains, without any trace, in the past few days, the special combat team has assassinated several Japanese captains behind the enemy, the soldiers of the special combat team do not want to assassinate higher-level Japanese officers, the Japanese brigade commander has prepared guards around him, it is difficult for them to attack the people above the brigade commander in a short time, and the supreme commander of the little devil in Shanxi already knows that there is a unit behind the enemy line to assassinate their officers, so he gave the order, No officer is allowed to go out without permission, which makes it more difficult for the soldiers of the special combat team to get started.

In the past few days, the fighting in the Fifth Theater has also entered a state of anxiety, and the Japanese Third Division has organized several breakthroughs, but they have not succeeded. The rescue force sent by Gangcun Ningci was also blocked by Chinese soldiers.

Gangcun Ningci looked at the telegrams from the front line asking for help, and felt very unhappy, Hubei had been raining heavily for several days, and on this kind of road in China, their heavy artillery and tanks had obviously become decorations, and the planes were nothing more than taking off in this kind of weather.

Gangcun Ningji had to urge the ground troops to attack the Chinese encirclement one after another, but the Chinese army was in the same state as before, no matter how heavy the casualties on the position were, they did not retreat a single step. Gangmura Ninji gradually realized the seriousness of the situation.

The soldiers of the 5th theater of operations on the Chinese positions had been holding out in the heavy rain for three days and two nights, and they were so exhausted that once the battle was over, the soldiers could sleep in the rain by relying on their bunkers. The little devil's troops were also dragged by the Chinese army, losing the edge of the initial attack.

Everything in the Fifth Theater is going according to Li Zongren's plan, and now the Japanese Third Division has suffered more than half of the casualties, and as long as they hold out for two more days, they will be able to wipe out all the Japanese Third Division.

For a few days, the sky was still clear in Taihang Mountain, and the battle had been going on to the seventh day, and they were fighting with the little devils, and it was only now that the Japanese army made up for the gap in the logistics materials that were burned, and the logistics of the little devils became sufficient again.

The troops of the 1st Regiment and the 3rd Regiment of the Japanese Army still did not have the slightest result, and they could only strengthen the defense around Shimen, and as for Wangzhai, they had obviously given up their actions.

The road in the Taihang Mountains was tortuous and winding, and a Japanese transport team had just crossed a dangerous mountain road guarded by a Japanese squadron, and at this time they were driving the cattle requisitioned from the common people along the mountain road under the scorching sun.

The rumbling sound of artillery in the distance did not make the Japanese convoys walking on the mountain road happy, and their physical strength had been squeezed to the limit by working overtime in logistics in the past few days. In particular, after the materials they had hoarded in the mountain pass were burned, they did not rest for several days in order to resume the normal work of logistics and transportation.

Just as they turned a small mountain pass, there was a loud bang, which blew an old ox and a few little devils apart, and the little devils didn't react, and a rain of grenades fell from the sky.

"Boom Boom"

The grenade exploded, and the little devil's transport team lost half of its combat effectiveness in a short time, followed by the whistle of the charge, and ten minutes later the battle ended, and the troops and the supplies transported by the little devil disappeared into the mountains.

After the support of the little devil arrived, looking at the messy scene, the Japanese squadron leader ordered the troops to immediately follow the traces left by the Chinese soldiers.

However, after half an hour of pursuit, they lost any trace of the desolation. Just as the little devil gave the order for the soldiers to scout around, the gunfire rang out.

"Bang Bang Bang"

It turned out that the soldiers of the third regiment had already prepared, and they had already ambushed the strength of a battalion here. The little devil did not have any advantage in terms of terrain and numbers, and the battle ended in nearly half an hour. The soldiers of the third regiment disappeared again into the Taihang Mountains after two battles.

The commander of the little devil had a complete headache, today their supplies have been lost for the second time, if they continue like this, they will not have enough ammunition to fight.

For the sake of complete logistical security, the commander of the little devil had to withdraw the 20,000 troops who had searched for the Chinese army and arrange them on the logistics transportation line to prevent further logistical problems. After all, their main purpose now is to eliminate the main force of the 33rd Independent Division of Taihang Mountain.

"The little devil is getting more and more savvy!"

After learning that the Japanese army had strengthened the protection of logistics and transportation lines, Hu Guoshan said with a frown. Now the third regiment is nesting in a small mountain village, just now he only arranged for two battalions to go out to carry out the mission, after the two battalions returned, the scouts of the third regiment also returned, and at the same time reported that the troops of the little devils were retreating.

After reconnoitring again, Hu Guoshan learned that the 20,000 Japanese troops who surrounded and suppressed them were now being arranged on the Japanese army's logistics and transportation line. Hu Guoshan had to think of another way.

The time of the battle was both long and short, so long that the soldiers always felt that there was no end to the battle, so short that a small stray bullet could take anyone's life.

At this time, there were more and more wounded in the hospital of the 33rd Independent Division, but Liao Fan and Ma Wanzhong, who was commanding at the front, both knew in their hearts that more wounded and soldiers' bodies would be transported from the front line in the future.

And Li Weimin, who was on the front line of Beitai Peak, had just commanded the troops to repel an attack by the little devils, and the attacks of the little devils in the past two days were obviously more fierce than at the beginning, from armored vehicles to tanks to smoke bombs. Although the 2nd Regiment was faced with the advantage of the terrain, the pressure on them was also increasing.

On the tenth day of the Japanese attack on Taihang Mountain, the two sides seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and on this day there was no gunfire in Taihang Mountain, and Gangcun Ningci did not send a telegram urging the attack, because the Japanese Third Division was completely annihilated under the siege of the Chinese army.

Gangcun Ningci was in an extremely bad mood in the command headquarters in Wuhan, he is now putting all his thoughts on the Fifth War Zone, and he has no time to pay attention to Taihang Mountain at this time, as long as Taihang Mountain does not appear to be surrounded by the Fifth War Zone, Gangcun Ningci now feels that things are going very well.

The first phase of the little devil's attack on the fifth theater of operations was declared a failure, and Okamura Ninji ordered the front-line troops to begin to shrink and enter a defensive state, and now he only wanted to hold the place that had been captured, and then wait for the opportunity to attack.

At this time, Li Zongren also ordered to start concentrating his troops, because he was going to launch a counteroffensive and then drive the little devils out of their defense area.

Liao Fan was very happy after learning the news of the Fifth War Zone, this was the happiest thing for him since this stage, but Liao Fan knew that the Fifth War Zone was going well, it didn't mean that their operations were going well, they still had to stick to it, and they had to hold the first line of defense, so that they could have a chance to continue to survive.

Under Hu Guoshan's order, the third regiment had been divided into a battalion as a combat unit, and began to attack the defense troops on the little devil's logistics line day and night, but at this time he still left three battalions of more than 1,000 troops by his side.

In the evening of that day, the scouts sent by Jin Sanshan finally found the Third Regiment, but after Jin Sanshan found the Third Regiment, the first thing he did was to borrow people - artillery! Jin Sanshan thought about it for a long time, if he wanted to put a certain burden on the little devil's railway line, the cannon was better than the gun.

Hu Guoshan generously lent Jin Sanshan a soldier of an artillery squad, and by the way, he also gave them a few boxes of mortar shells, but Hu Guoshan did not give Jin Sanshan for nothing, but asked a reconnaissance battalion to exchange food.