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The artillery fire on the main position of Guanshan was full of fire, shouting to kill the sky, and the crazy little devils rushed towards the position of the Eighth Route Army all over the mountains, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Zhao Jinglin hid behind a big rock and shouted, "Brothers! Give Lao Tzu a hard beating, and you must not let the little devils rush up. Beat! ”

Zhao Jinglin said and raised the 38 big cover in his hand, aimed at a little devil and decisively pulled the trigger, a crisp gunshot rang out, and a little devil under the mountain fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Under the command of Zhao Jinglin, the soldiers relied on the favorable terrain to stubbornly resist the attack of the little devils, and the little devils tried their best to never attack the position of the Eighth Route Army, and the corpses of the devils on the battlefield had another layer.

After a fierce battle, the new attack of the devils was finally repelled again.

Looking at the little devil who retreated like a tide, Zhao Jinglin finally breathed a long sigh of relief, threw the 38 big cover in his hand to a soldier next to him, and casually ordered: "Go and notify the battalion commander, let him count the casualties and ammunition, be ready for battle at any time, and prepare for a new round of attacks by devils." ”

After Zhao Jinglin finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the headquarters, and just came to the gate of the headquarters, only to see Zhu Yaohui greet him with a smile, and said with a smile: "This battle is really happy, this is the third attack of the little devil, to be honest, I feel a little surprised to be able to hold on for so long." ”

Zhao Jinglin said with a wry smile: "Don't be too happy too early, although this time we repelled the devil's attack, but next time it may not be, how long we can hold on, it's hard to say!" ”

Zhu Yaohui nodded and said, "Hmm! If it weren't for the friendly 27th Regiment supporting one of our battalions, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to hold out now. And today's devil's attack is obviously a lot weaker, obviously the little devil is also lacking in stamina! ”

Zhao Jinglin nodded and said: "After fighting for so long, not only have we suffered heavy losses, but the little devils have not taken advantage. Moreover, the martial arts team has contained some of the little devils, which has relieved us of a lot of pressure, if the little devils concentrate all their forces to attack Guanshan, it is really hard to say whether we can hold on. ”

Zhu Yaohui said with a smile: "You don't have to worry too much, now the situation is gradually reversing, it is becoming more and more beneficial to our army, our reinforcements are constantly coming to support, the troops of the Taiyue Military Region in the west and the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region have been fiercely exchanged fire with the independent fourth mixed brigade." The troops led by Commander Lu in the east are also getting closer and closer, and as long as we hold on for a while, we will definitely be able to completely defeat the little devils. ”

Zhao Jinglin nodded in agreement, waved his hand and said, "That's good!" Let's go in and talk. ”

"Hmm!" Zhu Yaohui nodded and entered the headquarters with Zhao Jinglin.

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At the same time, on the Japanese position, Mamoru Iinuma saw that the troops were repulsed again, and he was immediately angry, and scolded loudly in anger: "Yagaya Road~!" It's all rice buckets, it's all waste! After fighting for so long, you can't even take a small official mountain, and the face of the imperial army has been lost to you idiots. ”

"Hello!" The devil officers present lowered their heads in shame, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Hmph~!" Iinuma Mamoru snorted coldly, and then said, "I just came from Hirayama, did I come to see you defeat the battle?" I'm here to see with my own eyes that you destroy these abominable dirt paths, but what about you? But you greeted me with failures again and again, and were beaten like this by a group of dirt and eight roads, don't you feel ashamed? ”

"Hello! Your Excellency, the division commander, is angry! The devil officers present responded in unison.

"Humph!" Mamoru Iinuma snorted coldly again, trying to calm the anger in his heart, and then said, "Hasn't Takahashi United come back yet?" ”

"Your Excellency, the commander of the reporting division, has notified the Takahashi Wing to let them return to Guanshan, I believe it won't be long before they can come back." A devil officer next to him hurriedly replied.

At that time, Takahashi Jiro led the troops to pursue Liu Hong's martial arts team, but suddenly retreated halfway, and it turned out that he had received an order to retreat from Mamoru Iinuma.

Because he couldn't take the Guanshan position for a long time, and Takahashi Jiro couldn't eliminate the martial arts team led by Liu Hong, but was turned around by the martial arts team. Mamoru Iinuma didn't want to waste his forces on the Wugong team, so he ordered the Takahashi Wing to return to Guanshan immediately, so that they could concentrate more forces to attack the Guanshan position, as long as Guanshan was taken, it would be easy to destroy the encircled Eighth Route Army.

As an experienced commander, Mamoru Iinuma can naturally see the importance of Guanshan, so he will try his best to take Guanshan as soon as possible.

Mamoru Iinuma frowned slightly, and said, "Send another telegram to Jiro Takahashi and ask them to come back as soon as possible." We don't have time to waste any more here, we must take Guanshan as soon as possible, and take Guanshan at all costs. ”

"Hello!" The devil officer hurriedly answered, turned around and went to deliver the order.

Mamoru Iinuma sighed deeply, at this time the old devil was very anxious, but this old guy also knew in his heart that no matter how anxious he was, it would be useless, the tenacity of the Eighth Route Army had exceeded his expectations, and for the victory or defeat of this battle, Mamoru Iinuma had doubts for the first time.

"No~! Our Imperial Japanese Army is invincible in the world, and we will definitely be able to achieve victory, and we will definitely be able to completely destroy these damned Dirt Eight Roads. Mamoru Iinuma shouted almost frantically.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, is angry! The Imperial Army will be victorious! The devil officer next to him hurriedly comforted.

"Immediately send the order, prepare to launch a new round of attack!" Mamoru Iinuma gritted his teeth and ordered, "When the Takahashi Wing returns, I order them to immediately enter the battle and launch the fiercest attack on Guanshan." ”

"Hello!" A devil officer next to him hurriedly answered, turned around and went to convey the order.

Mamoru Iinuma raised his head and glanced at Guanshan in the distance again, at this time, on Guanshan, the corpses were piled up like a mountain, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and there were traces of war left all over the mountain, on the top of the mountain, a tattered military flag was waving in the wind, and it looked so brilliant under the sun, it was the military flag of the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing this unfailing military flag, a trace of anger appeared on Mamoru Iinuma's face again, clenched his fists hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! I'm going to see how long you can last? ”

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