"What?"

"How so?"

At the regimental headquarters of the Independent Regiment, Zhao Gang, who was answering the call from the brigade headquarters, suddenly raised his voice, as if he had heard some shocking news, and his tone was full of disbelief.

Then Zhao Gang fell into silence, and listened quietly to the voice on the phone, his face gloomy and solemn.

"What's wrong?"

When Zhao Gang hung up the phone, Li Yunlong on the side immediately asked.

He still rarely saw his partner look like this.

"The first line of defense has been breached." Zhao Gang took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart: "The position of Yang Xiantuan in the central position was broken through by devils, causing the rest of the troops to retreat while fighting. ”

"Yang Xian?"

Li Yunlong remembered this person.

Old comrade, he joined the army at about the same time, and he stayed in the same regiment together, and now he is also the commander of the same division, and the relationship with him is not bad, I had a few fights when I was on the grass, and I played out my feelings.

"What about others?"

Li Yunlong was a little worried.

He also plans to have a chance to go to this product for a drink in the future!

Don't die.

"The injury was very serious, he was stabbed in the lungs by a little devil's bayonet, and he has been sent to the headquarters hospital, and the specific situation is not yet clear."

Zhao Gang said: "Moreover, this time his regiment also suffered great losses, no one from a battalion deployed in the front came back, most of the weapons and equipment were lost, even a battalion commander was sacrificed, and less than half of the soldiers who were withdrawn were withdrawn." ”

"How so?"

Li Yunlong stood up, flipped out the map, found the location where Yang Xian's regiment was stationed, squinted his eyes, and said in a puzzled tone: "Yang Xian's skills are not bad, this kid is also a good fighter in battle, and he is also very good at leading troops, how could he be beaten so badly?" ”

"The devil only started to attack yesterday, and it has only been a day and a night, and the position has been broken through."

has fought with him Grand Master Li, how can his skills be bad?

Moreover, the regiment in the hands of this kid is the main force, with a number of nearly 1,200 people, and the combat effectiveness ratio is very strong, and this time it will definitely be able to replenish some of the machine guns he brought, and it should not be broken through by the devil so quickly.

I think that at the beginning, he took a new regiment to block the Sakata United team for several days.

"Could it be that kid from Kazuki Yamamoto?" Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and guessed.

"This time, please report that something happened, not Yamamoto Kazuki and his secret service team."

"Originally, it was expected that there would only be two and a half brigades in front of Yang Xian, with more than a thousand devils, but in fact, it was almost a wing, with a total of more than two thousand five hundred."

Zhao Gang explained: "Moreover, this time the devil launched a night attack unusually, and a brigade took advantage of the night to launch a group charge against Yang Xian's position, and their regiment was caught off guard, and the position was directly dispersed. ”

Li Yunlong fell silent.

For a long time, devils rarely took the initiative to fight at night with the Eighth Route Army.

Night is a close combat, which can greatly weaken the advantage of firepower, the advantage of numbers is strengthened, and the devils with strong firepower and insufficient troops will naturally not give up their advantages and fight for attrition with the Eighth Route Army.

However, the devil doesn't need it, it doesn't mean that the devil won't.

"The level of night combat of the little devil is not low."

After a moment of silence, Grand Master Li said a word.

In the past four years of the Anti-Japanese War, Li Yunlong has fought night battles with devils, and even in the early days of the new regiment, he relied on night owl tactics to survive, and he knew very well the level of night battles of devils.

Many times, he led a new regiment to suffer losses in night battles, even big losses.

often kills a devil, and his side has to lose two or more, and this is when he suddenly attacks and the devil is caught off guard.

This time, the devil came unusually suddenly, coupled with the miscalculation of intelligence, the devil's strength is higher than that of the defending troops, and it is normal to lose a position, and half of the casualties are also normal.

In terms of the quality of the troops, whether it is firepower or the quality of soldiers, even if it is the main regiment, it is not as good as those elite devils, this is a fact.

If a brigade of devils attacked the position at night and really let the devils get close, even the current independent regiment would be very tricky to deal with.

"The devils will conduct special night combat training, and they also have flares, better weapons and equipment than us, bayonet technology, from the perspective of the whole army, it is also the devils who have a great advantage."

Zhao Gang sighed.

If the strength is one to one, the independent regiment can fight with bayonets to cut down the devils.

But there is only one independent regiment, and there are many, many devils.

The devil with a perfect logistics system, a reserve system and a recruit training system has a lot of advantages, and in terms of overall strength, the Eighth Route Army is at an absolute disadvantage.

"This failure can be regarded as a lesson."

Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes: "We must also pay attention in the future, we have to guard against the devil's tricks, at the beginning of the year, the Yamamoto special forces were also caught off guard by a night attack, and we can't forget the lesson." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Gang nodded: "It's time to remind the troops, now that the weapons and equipment are good, some people in our regiment are a little carried away, thinking that the devil is just like this, thinking that the gap between us and the devil is only in terms of weapons, and this mentality will suffer a big loss sooner or later." ”

"I've noticed that, too."

Li Yunlong tapped his fingers on the table, and his tone was not good: "Some guys, with some good belongings, think that they are Guan Gong, I have to find a time to educate this group of people." ”

"I'll wait until this battle is over, where is the devil now?"

Li Yunlong brought the topic back on track.

The position of the independent regiment is located in the third and final line of defense, and with the intensity of the devil's attack, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will exchange fire with the independent regiment, if so, then he will have to speed up the deployment of the second and third battalions.

"The devil attack force has not yet reached the second line of defense."

Zhao Gang had a hint of doubt: "We can't figure out the specific movements of the devil's troops, we only know that the devil's wing that broke through Yang Xian's position has stopped attacking, and the devil's troops in other directions are blocked by various regiments, and there is still some distance from the second line of defense." ”

There was no air force reconnaissance, and there were small units around the marching devil army to prevent reconnaissance, and it was difficult for the troops to accurately control the specific movements of the Japanese army.

"Anyway, the movements of the second and third battalions have to be accelerated."

Li Yunlong said: "Tomorrow, you will set off to let the second and third battalions speed up the construction of the position, we want to block the little devils, the position is very important, we must dig tightly, especially the anti-artillery hole, we must dig more." ”

"The devil's artillery fire is much stronger than ours."

"In addition, we must also strengthen the night defense to prevent the little devils from repeating their old tricks."

"Okay."

Zhao Gang nodded.

"Strange ······"

After arranging the task, Li Yunlong looked at the map on the table, still frowning and muttering to himself:

"Something is wrong, Yang Xian, this kid shouldn't be? More than 600 people were lost in one day and one night, even if it was a night attack by devils, the casualties could not be so large? ”

For Yang Xian, who had a good relationship with him, Li Yunlong couldn't understand why after a day's battle, a main force regiment was reduced by half?

Less than half of the people were withdrawn, which means that all those who did not withdraw were lost on the position. In this way, I am afraid that the casualties of the whole regiment will exceed two-thirds.

A main regiment of 1,200 men may have suffered more than 800 casualties and was almost crippled, which was even more tragic than the original independent regiment that was attacked by Yamamoto Kazuki.

It is impossible for Yang Xian, whom he knows, to fight this kind of battle.

What's going on?

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A Japanese commander with a saber stood on top of a bunker and looked down at the position in front of him.

Foxholes, trenches, civil bunkers, machine-gun forts, anti-artillery holes, scattered and lined up, the position in front of him was relatively intact, only a small amount was destroyed by artillery fire.

And the damage is not serious.

It doesn't seem to have experienced a brutal fight.

But this position was not greatly damaged, but there were corpses all over it, there were yellow imperial warriors, and there were also gray military uniforms of the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army, and in terms of numbers.

Yellow seems to be similar to gray.

The corpses scattered all over the position were covered with a yellow and gray carpet, and between the yellow and gray were blinding red, blood red, and the earth was stained blood red.

Click····

Osa's saber hand was exposed, and the scabbard pierced a board dyed red and dug deep into the dirt.

His face was even more cold as ten thousand years of cold iron, and his eyes also exuded a piercing killing intent.

According to the battle plan, after breaking through this position, his wing would continue to attack forward, taking advantage of the enemy's surprise and quickly attacking its second line of defense, but the main infantry brigade suffered such huge casualties that it would take at least a day to repair.

As a result, the battle plan simply could not be carried out smoothly.

"Your Excellency."

A devil officer with gauze tied around his head and covered in blood and mud walked over.

Captain Dazuo looked at the squadron leader in front of him, focused on the ear that seemed to be shattered by a bullet, and his words were like a blade: "Where is Tian Ye Shaoza?" Let him come to me and tell him to bring his own katana. ”

Attacking the position of the Eighth Route Army, the loss is so huge, looking at the corpses on the position, I am afraid that the loss is no less than more than two hundred imperial warriors, and a brigade has lost almost half of the soldiers, what kind of waste is this?

The Great Japanese Empire did not need such waste officers.

Let's kill ourselves by seppuku.

"The captain of the field has broken jade, including the adjutant of the brigade, staff officers, etc., all of them have broken jade."

The squadron leader bowed his head deeply and responded in an aggravated tone: "The other two squadron leaders are also seriously injured, and according to the command of the group, the position of the captain will be replaced by me for the time being." ”

The captain of the Great Zuo United suddenly fell silent.

The situation seemed to be much more serious than he expected.

The captain of the brigade was shattered, the adjutant of the brigade was shattered, and the staff officers were all shattered, that is to say, the entire headquarters of the field brigade was gone, the command structure of the brigade was paralyzed, plus the two squadron leaders were also injured, and the corpses of at least two hundred imperial warriors in front of them.

The entire brigade was completely crippled.

"You go and count the casualties."

After a long silence, the Wing Commander said to the Squadron Leader.

"It's been counted."

The squadron leader's head hung lower.

"Nani?"

The captain of the Great Zuo Wing opened his eyes sharply.

It had only been long since the end of the battle, how could the casualty figures be counted so quickly?

Don't?

A feeling of extreme unhappiness came to his mind.

"Say..."

Seeing that the squadron leader was a little distracted, the co-captain raised his tone.

"Only the 3rd Infantry Brigade and the Artillery Squad survived, and the rest of the staff were shattered."

The squadron leader's tone was very low.

In this night attack, his third infantry squadron was in charge of the rear of the palace, so all the survivors were his squadron and artillery squad, as for the remaining three infantry squadrons involved in the attack, and even the brigade headquarters located in the center of the formation to supervise the battle, they were completely overwhelmed by the defenders' frantic counterattack, no one came out alive, and the captain was also shattered.

"Yaga, how is that possible?"

With an incredulous roar, the Wing Captain's whole body was stunned.

Even though he had expected it in his heart, the truth was far beyond his expectations.

A brigade with a full strength of nearly 600 people, a night raid, overnight, nearly 500 people, only one squadron remained, and an artillery squad survived, which was not disabled, but lost its establishment and was completely annihilated.

If so, there wasn't enough time for the day to trim up at all.

A main brigade was completely annihilated, and excluding the troops on the flanks, he now had less than 700 troops left, including a large number of wounded soldiers and baggage soldiers, so how could he continue the attack?

Moreover, a brigade is beaten and loses its establishment, let alone a day, even if it is a week, he can't replenish it.

Officers, it's not so easy to add.

"Wing Commander, Yamamoto Daisa's call."

Suddenly, a staff officer ran over.

Yamamoto Daisa.

Hearing Yamamoto Kazuki's name, the co-captain silently inserted his katana back and glanced at the yellow and gray intertwined all over the mountain with a bitter face.

Inexplicably, he felt a tingling pain in his abdomen.

As the wing commander of the First Army, he had not fought with the Eighth Route Army once or twice, but it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

It was called Hanako's troops, and when there was not much difference in strength, it actually fought a nearly one-to-one casualty with the elite Japanese Imperial Army under his command.

This is something he has never encountered before.

And he, the captain of the wing who has played this kind of record, I am afraid that ······

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