As Nakamoto Daisa's telegram for help was delivered to Commander Tada Jun, the chief of staff, who was standing in front of the commander, was once again scolded by Commander Tada Jun. Of course, in the face of the commander whose face was full of anger and could explode at any time, the chief of staff could only swallow his anger and lower his head.

"Chief of Staff, these are five thousand elite Imperial Army soldiers. In any case, we cannot afford to lose so many outstanding Imperial soldiers at one time, and our North China garrison can no longer afford to lose so many troops. So, Chief of Staff, what do you think we should do now, how can we rescue these 5,000 elite imperial troops? Commander Tada Jun asked loudly.

"Hi, Your Excellency, Commander. Now the closest reinforcements to Zhongyang Town, even if they use cars, it will take at least a day, and it can be said that it is far from quenching the thirst of the near. I believe that our immediate priority at the moment is to order the Central Wing to concentrate its forces as much as possible and to stand by for reinforcements. After dawn, our air force can be dispatched in large numbers to provide fire support to the Nakamoto Wing. At the same time, we can also take advantage of this opportunity to send a large number of reinforcements to reinforce Zhongyang Town, and have a big decisive battle with the main force of the Reading Division in the Zhongyang Town area." The chief of staff replied loudly.

"Yo Xi, this is the best way to do it right now. Chief of Staff, this matter will be taught to you, as soon as it is dawn, immediately order the aviation troops in Taiyuan to attack and reinforce the Nakamoto Wing. Commander Tada Jun nodded and said affirmatively.

"Hi, Your Excellency, Commander. Please rest assured, Your Excellency, that the lowly duty will definitely complete the task" However, can the Nakamoto Wing, which is concerned by Tada Jun, be able to hold out until dawn surrounded by heavy troops in the reading style? You know, there are still about five hours until dawn the next day. Five hours, enough for the reader to eat all the little devils with less than 4,000 people left.

"Division commander, Brigade Commander Shen sent a telegram, the little devil Kwantung Army Brigade, under the counterattack of my anti-aircraft machine gun battalion, has now been almost wiped out. In addition, all 12 tanks of the tank squadron of the Japanese army lost their combat effectiveness and were destroyed by our anti-aircraft machine guns. In addition, according to the reports of scouts from various places, the little devils have stopped attacking Zhongyang Town, and are now shrinking their forces, and there is a situation of holding on to and waiting for reinforcements" The chief of staff took a telegram and came to Liu Hua to report.

"Well, little devil, he only knows about shrinking his forces now, but it seems to be too late. Order all the mortars attached to the troops, and give me a five-minute artillery bombardment of the little devils' assembly area, and rub their sharpness first. A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Hua's mouth, and he ordered to the chief of staff in front of him.

"Yes, division commander, I'll go and deliver the order" The chief of staff turned and left the command.

Seeing the chief of staff who left in a hurry, Liu Hua looked at Huang Zhengqing, the commander of the first regiment of the guard brigade beside him: "Commander Huang, have you completed everything I asked you to do?" ”

"Report to the division commander, it's all done. All 18 anti-aircraft machine guns have been deployed on top of the 18 captured cars, ready to attack. Huang Zhengqing replied loudly.

It turned out that when Zhang Hua rushed to the outer position of the little devil with a regiment of the guard brigade. The 24 cars left behind by the army were easily captured by the soldiers without incident. Look at the 24 intact cars in front of you, and then look at the 18 anti-aircraft machine guns of the anti-aircraft machine gun battalion of the air defense regiment behind you. Zhang Hua suddenly remembered the off-road vehicles that were common in later generations and specialized in assault missions.

So, he immediately ordered the guard regiment, in cooperation with the fighters of the anti-aircraft machine gun battalion, to mount 18 anti-aircraft machine guns on the roof of the car. Prepare to use 18 "car anti-aircraft machine guns" to open a breakthrough for the troops.

"Huh? So fast, go, take me over to have a look" Hearing that all 18 anti-aircraft machine guns had been mounted on the car, Liu Hua said excitedly, turned around and walked outside the headquarters.

When I came to the yard of the modified car, as soon as I walked through the gate, I was greeted by two rows of neatly arranged large trucks. However, by this time, the big truck had completely changed its appearance, and sandbags were piled up everywhere. The huge anti-aircraft machine gun was fixed to the roof of the cab by the soldiers, and the two sides were reinforced to a certain extent with sandbags. Even where the Heavy stood was tightly guarded by a wall of sandbags. Suffice it to say, unless there is a sharpshooter who shoots sniper fire from the front. Otherwise, the Heavy will never be in any danger when he is standing in a machine gun bunker surrounded by sandbags.

"Well, good job, when the time comes, let's eliminate the little devil in front of us, we will rely on 18 modified cars Captain Huang, let me drive the cars to the front line, and the battle is about to start" Looking at the heavily armed truck in front of him, Liu Hua nodded approvingly. Facing Huang Zhengqing in front of him, he then ordered.

"Yes, division commander boom boom" Just when Huang Zhengqing turned around and was about to give the order to start the car, a huge explosion suddenly came from the little devil's position a kilometer away.

"Haha, our artillery has already begun shelling. Captain Huang, you hurry up for me. Guards, go to the front line to direct the battle" Liu Hua spoke, ignoring the guards who were about to come to stop him, he hurriedly ran out and ran towards the place where the sound of artillery was heard.

Soon, Liu Hua ran out of the village where the headquarters was stationed. Coming to the forefront of the entire army, Zhang Hua hurriedly raised the telescope in his hand. I saw that the position of the Japanese army 600 meters away was already illuminated by the flames generated by the continuous explosion of artillery shells. One by one, panicked little devils ran back and forth on their positions. A soldier who was lying on the ground was directly blasted into the sky by a huge wave of air

However, this scene did not last long, because the shelling time ordered by Liu Hua was only five minutes. Five minutes later, the intense artillery fire slowly stopped. However, this sudden five-minute artillery fire blew up the position where more than 3,000 little devils were gathered into ruins, and under the reflection of the constantly burning fires on the position, the corpses of the little devils were messily spread all over the position. Weapons that were damaged were blown up all over the place. It is conceivable that in just five minutes of shelling, how many little devils fell into this dense artillery fire.

"Eight Geya Road, how is it possible, in just five minutes of shelling, the Imperial Army of this empire has lost half of its troops. Chief of Staff, you don't joke, absolutely impossible. After listening to the results reported by the chief of staff, Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa couldn't believe that he was killed, because in just five minutes of shelling, more than 500 Imperial warriors fell in a pool of blood. What's more, the large amount of reserve ammunition that he carried for this battle was also destroyed in the shelling just now.

"Hi Captain, these are true. The Eighth Route Army used more than 50 mortars of various calibers, and at the same time, the shelling came very suddenly, and many Imperial soldiers were killed and injured by this intensive artillery fire before they could react and lie on the ground. At the same time, the enemy's artillery fire detonated the reserve ammunition we carried, hundreds of shells stacked on the positions, and hundreds of thousands of bullets, which exploded at the same time. At least one squadron of elite imperial troops, the jade was shattered in the explosion of the ammunition just now. Seeing the Wing Commander with a disbelieving face, the Chief of Staff explained affirmatively.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, cunning Eighth Route Army, why don't they play their cards according to common sense. No, Chief of Staff, immediately order the remaining troops to assemble, and the Eighth Route Army will definitely launch a charge after the artillery bombardment. The commander asked us to hold out until dawn before reinforcements arrived. Quickly, order the remaining soldiers to immediately build fortifications on the spot, and be sure to block the attack of the Eighth Route Army. Wing Commander Nakamoto continued to order.

At this time, the puppet army in the other three directions of Zhongyang Town had been completely divided and surrounded by the two brigades that had come up and the first brigade in the town. The troops of the three brigades, with nearly 10,000 troops, are waiting for the order of division commander Liu Hua, who can wipe out all the more than 3,000 puppet troops in the three encirclements.

Soon, Liu Hua's general attack order reached the hands of the three brigade commanders. Three brigades, one brigade is responsible for more than 1,000 puppet troops in an encirclement. With the launch of a flare. On the position of the Eighth Route Army, which surrounded the three armies, at the same time, guns and artillery were fired in unison. He fired a dense number of bullets at the puppet army in front of him, and used all kinds of firepower in his hands as much as possible to kill and injure more than 3,000 puppet troops in front of him.

Just after the troops had been firing for about ten minutes, the puppet army in the entire encirclement had already fallen into a state of chaos and began to run around with their heads in their hands, and the entire defensive formation was completely disrupted by the dense firepower network of the soldiers. As the saying goes, while you are in chaos, you will be killed, just when the puppet army in the encirclement fell into chaos, a loud charge horn spread throughout the entire position. Thousands of soldiers, shouting slogans, followed the pace of the charge and launched a charge against the remaining puppet army in the encirclement.

At this time, after just ten minutes of rapid fire strikes, the puppet army in the encirclement was already frightened and ran away, where did they still have the courage to continue to resist. Seeing the warriors with an imposing momentum like a tiger, these puppet soldiers had already knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy. There were only more than 100 little devils left, still desperately holding up the bayonets in their hands, screaming and launching a counter-charge against the soldiers, wanting to fight to the death with the soldiers.

In the face of more than a hundred little devils who wanted to fight bayonets in front of them, the fighters, of course, would not be polite. After completely surrounding them, they raised their rifles one after another, and the light machine guns began to name them. In less than a minute, more than a hundred little devils were killed by the soldiers, and not even a single wounded person remained.

"Report to the division commander, the battles in the other three directions of Zhongyang Town have all ended. 821 little devils were completely annihilated by the soldiers, 654 puppet troops were wiped out, and the remaining 2,654 people, together with the wounded, were all captured by our army. This is a telegram signed by three brigade commanders. At present, except for a small part of the three brigades left to clean up the battlefield and take prisoners, the remaining troops have all pressed over to our side under the leadership of their respective brigade commanders. The 3,000 little devils in front of us have been completely surrounded by more than 10,000 of our troops at this time. As the gunfire on three sides of Zhongyang Town ended, Chief of Staff Li Qing took a telegram and came to Liu Hua with excitement on his face, and reported loudly.

"If you hit well, send a report to the three brigade commanders and let them rest with their troops for half an hour. Half an hour later, all the artillery fire was carried out on the little devil in front of him for ten minutes, and then the troops launched a general attack. All units must completely annihilate the remaining 3,000 little devils in front of them within two hours. Liu Hua nodded and ordered loudly.

"Yes, division commander," Li Qing replied loudly.

Half an hour, for the fighters, was very precious. During this half-hour period, almost every soldier on the battlefield sat quietly in his combat position, eating the dry food just distributed by the logistics department to replenish the physical strength consumed in the battle. At the same time, he checked his weapons and slowly waited for the time of the general attack.

However, half an hour was a very long time for the commander of the army, Nakamoto Daisa. When he learned that in the other three directions of Zhongyang Town, more than 3,000 puppet troops and a brigade of imperial troops had been wiped out, Nakamoto Daisa's first thought was that he was finished, and his military career was over.

However, to his surprise, when the Eighth Route Army eliminated the puppet army in the other three directions of Zhongyang Town, it did not take advantage of the situation and launched an attack on its main force. And just when the Eighth Route Army stopped attacking, the remaining 3,000 men in his hands had already built a simple fortification around him. Looking at the fortifications in front of him, Wing Commander Nakamoto Daisa's heart, which had been nervous, let go a little bit.

Nakamoto Daisa, who was still desperate just now, slowly regained a little confidence on his face. However, the next wait made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Because he knew that the reason why the Eighth Route Army did not launch an attack was to replenish his physical strength and launch the most fatal blow to himself when the time came. And he, like a prisoner waiting for death, had to sit in this tight encirclement surrounded by the Eighth Route Army, quietly waiting for the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

Even in the process of waiting for torment, he had to constantly pray to Amaterasu, praying that his troops would be able to block the attack of the Eighth Route Army. Let yourself continue to hold on for the next few hours until the next day's plane supports. However, his wish was dashed at this time.

Because at this moment, directly east of his own position, three bright signal flares had been lifted into the air. "Bang bang bang" three explosions sounded. Immediately after that, there were bursts of sharp whistling sounds in the sky, and anyone with a little military common sense knew that an artillery shell that could make such a loud whistling sound was not a large-caliber howitzer. It is the effect that can be produced by firing a group of shells together.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, the Eighth Route Army has begun to shell, fast, fast concealed boom boom" Hearing the whistling, Wing Commander Nakamoto Osaku couldn't help but be shocked, and shouted loudly at the soldiers on the position. Before his words could fall, a dense explosion reached his ears. Even himself, when the explosion sounded, he fell to the ground as if he had been pushed violently.

Wing Commander Nakamoto Osa held his head and lay tightly on the ground. Listen to the screams of the soldiers around you, the explosion of shells. Nakamoto Osa knew that at this time, at least nearly 100 artillery pieces of various kinds were pouring countless shells into his position. A hundred artillery pieces, even if each shell only kills and injures one imperial soldier, ten rounds of shells down, one-third of his own troops will be gone, thinking of this, Nakamoto Osa who was thrown on the ground is a chill. However, on the opposite side of the Eighth Route Army, the artillery shells seemed to be unusually abundant. Five minutes passed through the entire shelling, and there was still no intention of stopping, so that Nakamoto Daisa, who was lying on the ground, even had the mind of disemboweling on the spot.

Finally, in the agony of Wing Commander Nakamoto Daisa, the dense cannon sound finally slowly thinned out. At the same time, he was also helped up by the guards around him. However, when he got up from the ground, the scene on the whole battlefield surprised him.

Although there were no large craters on the position. But the intensive artillery fire, especially this kind of curly small-caliber artillery fire, caused a lot of casualties to their own troops. The entire position was full of stumps and broken arms that had been blown off by artillery fire, corpses that had been blown up to a bloody pulp, and the guns that had been blown up were even more miserable because there was a circle of trenches that had just been dug around the position, because no anti-artillery holes had been dug. The little devil lying in the trench can be said to have completely become the target of the artillery. After only ten minutes of shelling, a whole layer of corpses of imperial soldiers was laid in a nearly kilometer-long trench

At this time, there was no time for Wing Captain Osa Nakamoto to continue to grieve. Because around him, the unique trumpet of the Eighth Route Army when charging has sounded. Hearing the sound of the charge, the wing commander ignored his image and shouted to the chief of staff behind him: "Eight Grid Yalu, the very cunning chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army, ordered the remaining soldiers to enter the position immediately, and the Eighth Route Army began to attack." ”

As a result, there were less than 2,000 little devils left in the entire position, under the command of commanders at all levels, stepping on the corpses of the imperial soldiers, entering the shallow trenches, raising their rifles in their hands, and preparing to resist. However, as time passed, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army charging with bayonets did not appear in front of the little devil. Instead, more than a dozen trucks lined up, making a loud roar, slowly advancing towards their defensive positions.

(To be continued)