Taiyuan.

Yoshio Shinozuka suddenly got up from his chair and looked at the staff officer who was briefing:

"Asking for help from my department?"

The tone and eyes of the commander of the Taiyuan First Army were all full of doubts.

Questioning the contents of the telegram just now.

Within fifty kilometers of his Taiyuan perimeter, there were actually troops of the imperial army who needed to call for help?

Those who can telegraph for help must be equipped with radio stations, and the minimum is to strengthen the squadron, which has a strength of more than 200 people, equipped with an independent artillery squad, and has the ability to fight independently. And those who can pose a threat to a reinforced squadron and need to call for help, according to the combat effectiveness of the Republic of China army, a minimum of one regiment is needed. Even their so-called German mechanics need at least a reinforced battalion.

The First Army was stationed in Taiyuan, but there were 10,000 imperial troops!

And, it's still daytime! It's also a sunny day! His cavalry wing and flying brigade in Taiyuan are still there!

Who is so bold here in the Republic of China?

"Hey!"

The staff officer bowed his head and handed over the telegram in his hand, and repeated the contents of the telegram: "The Koshi's squadron and two of the Kwantung Army were ambushed by a large number of Eighth Route Army in a section fifty kilometers north of Taiyuan, and the situation was critical, and Koishi Shaozo requested that troops be sent to support. ”

took the telegram and looked at it, Yoshio Shinozuka was stunned at first:

"Fifty kilometers to the north, the enemy is equipped with artillery, the size is at least one and a half thousand?"

Yoshio Shinozuka originally thought that this time it should be a certain unit that encountered an attack by a small group of enemy guerrillas, and the dispatcher wanted to report the situation, and mistakenly sent the news of the attack into a telegram asking for help, but the telegraph operator in Taiyuan obviously also thought of this situation, so it was confirmed many times.

Then he suddenly erupted and slapped the table:

"Baga, only that person is looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

"Order the cavalry wing to set off quickly, and the flying group will immediately send aircraft to support."

The table creaked and frightened the staff officer.

"Hey!"

The staff officer hurriedly bowed his head and quickly ran to convey the order.

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The battle in Wolf Valley went very well.

The independent regiment occupies a geographical advantage, firepower advantage, and the surprise attack can barely be regarded as occupying the day, plus the little devil died by himself, resisted the first wave of the most fierce firepower counter-charge, and also rushed with the two devils, which can be called the best pig teammates, which also led to the fact that the battle had just started for almost ten minutes, and the five hundred devils and the puppet army were killed by more than two hundred, and they had to flee in a comprehensive rout.

"Rush!"

Wielding a big blade, Li Yunlong took a battalion and the three battalions that rushed up from the back of the road to kill the devils, and cut them when he saw them along the way, even if they were two devils, he would cut them well.

This group of 'iron and stone' puppet army came from the Northeast, and their predecessor was a group of bandits and bullies who did all kinds of evil, and they were no better than the Japanese.

However, he could only cut down the injured devil and the second devil who fell to the ground.

Because there are people who are faster and more ruthless than him.

Zhang Dabiao took the lead, with a big blade in one hand and a shell gun in the other, charging at the front of the team, seeing the one lying on the ground was a direct shot, and the one standing was a knife called over.

The charging crowd behind him was also unambiguous, the machine gunners followed up on both wings, one team stopped to shoot, the other team followed up the charge, the two teams alternated, always maintaining fire suppression, the machine gunners were veterans, and the two teams of firepower were connected smoothly and freely.

The riflemen also followed the charge with bayonets, and the veterans did not need to say much, and the recruits also remembered the teachings in the training, as long as the devil was moving, no matter what the situation was, it was directly a bayonet called over.

The devil puppet army fled in a hurry, unable to organize an effective resistance, only occasionally sporadic devils resisted a few times, but they were soon overwhelmed by the charging crowd.

The blood everywhere, the broken limbs, the wails and dying counterattacks of the devils, the collision of bayonets and broadswords, and the occasional stray bullet that slashed through their side, let the recruits who joined the independent regiment for about a month see the bloodshed and cruelty of the battlefield for the first time.

"Die!"

killed a second devil who was still struggling with one shot, Zhang Dabiao roared, and directly slashed at a devil soldier.

However, this devil soldier is obviously also a good hand, with a bayonet, he actually picked up Zhang Dabiao's big knife, and then he still had the spare strength to take advantage of the situation and stab Zhang Dabiao's face with a bayonet.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes flashed, avoiding the bayonet, his itchy hands put away the barge gun, and he was about to have a few tricks with this devil.

Suddenly, whew, a red tassel flashed, a red tassel gun was inserted straight into the devil's chest, the sharp spear head came out through the body, and then the ash rod was bent, the tip of the red tassel gun was picked, the devil's body was picked to the side, and blood kept gushing out.

This shot went straight into the devil's heart.

A big man with an inch head lifted the red tassel gun in one hand and continued to rush forward, and it was the monk who shot this shot.

"Fuck it!"

The devils in his hands were robbed, Zhang Dabiao was furious, most of them here are puppet soldiers, there are few devils, he finally met one, but he was robbed.

Zhang Dabiao, who was so angry, tore off his hat, lifted the big blade with both hands, and rushed up to grab someone's head with the monk.

In the middle of the charging procession, Wang Xikui jumped to the edge of a highway with light cat steps, then squatted, took aim and fired with bated breath, pulled the bolt to load and reload, and got up to continue the charge, with smooth and silky movements.

And every time he shoots, there must be a devil puppet army who is shot to the end, and there has never been an exception.

"That's how it feels."

Taking a deep breath, the familiar feeling reminded Wang Xikui of the time when he was chasing prey in the mountains, the devil is the prey, and he is a hunter, chasing, looking for opportunities, and then killing with one shot.

Smack···

After chasing more than ten meters, Wang Xikui squatted again and shot with a gun.

A devil who tried to shoot back was shot in the head and fell straight down, along with the 38 big cover in his hand.

"The tenth!"

Muttering softly, Wang Xikui took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, and continued to catch up.

Not counting the puppet army, this is the tenth devil he killed, and the regiment commander said that it is the ace that can kill ten, and in the independent regiment, only five people have won the title of trump card.

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Boom...

An 82 mortar shell exploded in the ranks of the fleeing devil puppet army, and the two unlucky two devils were directly hit, and the power of the one-kilogram charge of black sorkin was huge, and the flesh and blood of the two devils were separated by the explosion, and blood splashed all around.

Fortunately, at this time, there was only one cannon firing, and the rate of fire had also dropped sharply, because the devils were running away, the position was always changing, and the shelling needed to follow and extend, and only the artillery company commander Yan Sheng himself could be hit, and the devils could bear a cannon.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Glancing back at the Eighth Route Army that was pursuing, Sano Koishi hated it so much.

At this time, he couldn't wait to rush up and fight to the death with this group of Eighth Route Army.

However, looking at the dense machine guns on both wings, and the shells that exploded in the ranks from time to time, he sane down this idea. At this time, his team was very scattered, and if he wanted to counterattack, he had to assemble, otherwise the scattered troops could only be sent to death, but the number of machine guns of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was too large, and once he stopped the assembly formation, then he would only become a target for machine guns and mortars.

"Evacuate..."

Clutching the katana in his hand, Sato Koishi said fiercely.

Who said that the Eighth Route Army had poor weapons and weak firepower?

This is also called weak firepower?

Also, this is only 50 kilometers away from Taiyuan, is the security in the area occupied by the First Army actually so bad? Let a brigade-sized enemy swagger ambush the Imperial Army?

During the panicked escape, Sato Koishi scolded the Taiyuan First Army in his heart.

"Fire!"

At this time, the devil had fled to the exit of the Wild Wolf Valley, which was a corner, which was the ambush position of the second battalion, and as soon as the devil appeared, dozens of machine guns and hundreds of rifles beckoned directly to the devil.

Suddenly, more than a dozen devil puppet soldiers who rushed to the front row fell straight down.

"Grenades!"

The devils behind hurriedly looked for a hidden position, but Shen Quan set up the ambush position very close, but it was a distance of dozens of meters, almost putting the muzzle of the gun against the entrance of the road, and before the devil had time to lie down and hide, dozens of Dezao big tumors flew over, and in the violent explosion, more than a dozen devils were blown up.

"Rush!"

When the first wave of firepower fell, Shen Quan took the lead and rushed forward with the second battalion.

From the first battalion to the second battalion, Shen Quan and the soldiers of the second battalion were extremely unhappy in their hearts.

Although there is no difference in treatment between the second battalion and the first battalion, the supply equipment, food and sleep are the same. Even, the first battalion often did some hard work, such as the first battalion did the fortification, and the first battalion often did the first battalion to block the pursuing soldiers when retreating.

But in the independent regiment, this is a dream thing, in the past, every time for the main attack position, didn't several battalion commanders fight for a blushing face and thick neck? And now, everything is done by the first battalion.

However, the rules of the regiment commander, whoever is powerful is a battalion, and his Shen Quan's battalion is not as good as Zhang Dabiao's battalion, this is a fact, whether it is target shooting or bayonet, it is inferior, and Shen Quan has to accept the facts.

But who will be convinced? In order to find the field, Shen Quan directly deployed the second battalion on a position 20 meters close to the road, and fought directly with the devils at close range, so that the troops could feel the most real actual combat, in order to sharpen the team with actual combat, and then regain the position of the first battalion.

"Withdraw, retreat to the right..."

There were heavy troops in front of him, and then he was heavily pursued, and he had less than 200 people left, and the ratio of enemies to us was at least seven to one, and the difference in firepower was also very large, so Sano Koishi could only flee with his troops to the hillside on the right in a hurry.

Fortunately, the hillside on the right side of the corner exit was relatively gentle, and after paying the price of more than 70 people being killed by the 2nd Battalion and the 1st and 3rd Battalions that had caught up, Sano Koishi arrived at the small flat on the hillside with less than 100 remaining people.

Then, before he could run a few steps, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves ahead.

The cavalry company of the new regiment struck.

"Yaga!"

The moment he saw the cavalry, Sano Koishi knew that this time, he had no possibility of retreating, none of them were possible, and with a ruthless heart, he tore off the hat on his head, and rushed forward with a howl:

"Long live the Emperor!"

The commander charged, and the bashido brainwashed devils also howled slogans, and launched a decisive charge with bayonets against the three battalions of the independent regiment that rushed up to the side.

More than 50 devil groups collided and gathered more than 1,500 people into the independent group.

The sound of gunshots, stabbing and bayonets cutting through flesh and bones.

After one round, all the devils fell to the ground.

However, more than 30 two devils smeared oil on the soles of their feet and scattered and fled, but these outlaws obviously did not know how terrible the cavalry was to the infantry, especially the scattered infantry, and in the end these two devils all died under the swords of the cavalry.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound in the distance.

The devil's plane has arrived!