"The devils are still ten miles away from here, with about a brigade, about five hundred and fifty devils, and about three hundred puppet soldiers, these devils don't have any heavy weapons, only three 70 mortars, four heavy machine guns, and a Type 92 infantry gun."

Xinzhuang, Wang Gensheng brought the news of the devil.

As the battalion commander, Zhang Dabiao could not follow Li Yunlong in person, but in order to ensure the safety of the regiment commander and political commissar, he stuffed the masters into the company where the regiment commander was located, and originally planned to stuff all the special squads into it.

But later, Grand Master Li frowned, and only stuffed in the special squad, including Wang Gensheng, and followed the company where the regiment headquarters was located.

At this time, Wang Gensheng personally led people to investigate, as a veteran of reconnaissance for many years, as soon as he made a move, he had to come back with extremely detailed information about the devil sweeping brigade, including the number of people and weapons.

Hearing this news, the one hundred and twenty people in the whole company did not feel the slightest nervousness, and even a little impatient.

"70 mortars?"

Carefully took out the good cigarette he got from the boss from his pocket, lit it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This thing can also be called a mortar?"

After fighting with the little devils for so long, the independent regiment has already felt the weapons of the little devils, from 50 caliber grenadiers to 240 super heavy howitzers.

At the beginning of the war, the little devils were rarely equipped with mortars, after all, the 92-type infantry cannon could shoot directly, and it could also shoot at a large angle, coupled with the weak firepower of the domestic troops, the accurate shooting concept of the little devil, and the alternative small-caliber mortar of the grenadier, at that time the devil had little interest in mortars, and the only one similar to a mortar was this 70 mortar.

In Grand Master Li's mind, this 70 mortar is the stupidest weapon of the little devil, with an old-fashioned design, poor firing range, small power, heavy weight, and poor mobility, which is simply rubbish.

However, after a few years of fighting, after being taught a few years in China, the devils also began to change their mortars. 90 caliber, quite good power, and can also fire gas bombs.

"It seems that the devil brigade chasing us is a second-tier brigade, which is still a relatively poor one."

Political Commissar Zhao's tone was very relaxed.

According to the information given by Boss Chen in several missions, the devils are equipped with this kind of 70-caliber mortar, which is relatively poor in the second-line brigade.

Although there are only one hundred and twenty of them, there is a battalion and a company here at this time, and in the independent regiment establishment system, one battalion and one company means that this is the most elite company in the whole regiment, not to mention half a special squad.

Moreover, at present, there are sufficient weapons and ammunition, sufficient food, and high morale, and after a period of repair, the fighters' physical strength has also recovered, and it is still very easy to deal with a second-line devil brigade by relying on this village position.

"Regiment Commander, do you want me to take my brothers around in a roundabout way, wait for the fight to start, and directly take the command of the little devil?"

Wang Gensheng was a little eager to try.

He has been the captain of the special squad for more than a year, although Zhang Dabiao is mainly responsible for commanding, but after so long, he has also mastered some special operations concepts that the regiment commander pulled from Boss Chen.

The front-line operations of the special squad are mainly engaged in infiltration and attack key targets, such as the command headquarters.

In the previous Shouxian guard battle, he also thought, but there was really no way, the devil's 10,000-strong army pressed the independent regiment to fight, and he couldn't have a chance to infiltrate it, but now that he finally had a chance, Wang Gensheng was a little impatient.

"Are you stupid?"

Who knew that as soon as he exited, Grand Master Li slapped him with a slap:

"Now in this plain, there are at least 10,000 devils, you kill the devil captain here, don't the devils know that our side is the main force, and when the time comes, five or six devil brigades will rush over, and we must not be dumplings?"

Grand Master Li knows very well how deep the devil's commander, Yoshio Shinozuka, has a killing intent towards him, once the news is passed out here, with the attitude that he would rather kill by mistake than let go, it must be five or six devil brigades flocking here.

"Then why don't I just kill the radio station?"

Wang Gensheng's eyes rolled again.

"Nope."

Master Li still refused: "We don't have much capital this time, don't rush hard." ”

"Okay."

Helpless, Wang Gensheng could only sigh.

While the two were chatting, after a while, Grand Master Li, who was holding a telescope, had already seen the devil troops rushing in the distance, and in this open plain area, the field of vision could be seen for several miles.

The little devil obviously didn't know that there would be someone here, and he was swaggering over.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Glancing back at Wang Gensheng, who was full of displeasure, Grand Master Li suddenly smiled, and then lowered his voice and said to Wang Gensheng:

"When we retreat at night, I'll take the little devil command by the way."

"Yes."

Suddenly, Wang Gensheng came to the spirit.

Political Commissar Zhao glanced at the two of them, did not speak, but continued to wipe the sniper rifle in his hand by himself.

And after Wang Gensheng was excited for a while, he suddenly thought of something, he walked to the village, found a team member, and said something in his ear, after that, this team member disappeared outside Xinzhuang Village and ran in the direction of Zhao Jiayu.

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Approaching Xinzhuang was a new devil brigade, not among the five wings commanded by Yoshio Shinozuka.

This group of devils came out of the original county seat attached to **, and after approaching Xinzhuang, it was a long-distance reconnaissance, holding a telescope and muttering a few words, and then a team of more than 40 devils and more than 30 puppet soldiers rushed in with swagger.

Their goal is to clean up the people who may be left in it.

Village.

Li Yunlong arranged a forward position here, with the help of broken and collapsed houses, the position was very hidden, and it was impossible to find it if it was not close at all, at this time, Grand Master Li took half of the soldiers to wait for the devil at the position at the entrance of the village.

Looking at Lao Zhao, who was holding a sniper rifle beside him, Li Yunlong's hands were also itchy, he took a Mauser rifle from a soldier next to him, erected a ruler, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the leader of the devil squad who was already close to the entrance of the village four hundred meters away.

"This devil squad leader belongs to me, and he is not allowed to rob me."

Grand Master Li's tone was very arrogant.

In terms of marksmanship, he is not bad.

On the side, Zhao Gang pursed his lips, too lazy to talk to this guy, he turned the muzzle of the gun slightly, and left the head of the devil squad leader, Wang Xikui, who was not far away, also shrunk his neck, and also quietly turned the muzzle.

Although the devil held his position, the formation showed a skirmish line, but the speed was very slow, and the posture was very leisurely, and after a full minute, the striker reached a position of 150 meters outside the position, reaching the distance of firing.

"Hit··"·

With a loud shout, Grand Master Li pulled the trigger in his hand at the same time.

Smack···

A gunshot rang out, and about two hundred meters away, a gun hole appeared in the forehead of the middle and rear squad leaders of the devil team, and he fell straight from his horse with his head on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

A shot hit the devil's head, and Grand Master Li suddenly laughed proudly.

The rest of the people also opened fire immediately, and on the forward position were half of the troops, that is, sixty people, six machine guns, more than a dozen submachine guns, more than forty rifles, plus two sniper rifles Wang Xikui and Zhao Gang.

A dense network of fire was sprinkled on the devil squad.

The little devil also showed the qualities he should have, even if the commander was killed, he was methodical, quickly rolled out, found cover on the spot, suppressed the machine gunner's fire, and the grenadier was ready to counterattack.

It's the second devil, the first time they faced this kind of terrifying firepower, it was a mess, like a swarm of flies, and it really licked a lot of blockages for the devils.

In the face of the dense firepower of the open firing range and accurate shooting, it should not make much sense for the devils to be skillful, the grenadiers and machine gunners were killed accurately at the beginning, and only a few minutes later, only a dozen or so of the dozens of devils and puppet soldiers ran back.

I found that there were people in the village, and the strength was not weak After all, a small team, although it was not satisfied, but it was also more than forty people, and it was almost completely wiped out in a few minutes, obviously the strength on the opposite side was very strong, at least a regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

Obviously, this gang of devils is the first time they have encountered the independent regiment.

After figuring out the strength of the village, the little devil did not dare to be careless, and immediately set aside a few old-fashioned mortars and began to bombard, the original cannon was placed directly outside the village entrance, after all, it was his wife, and the accuracy was relatively poor, but after being sniped by Zhao Political Commissar and Wang Xikui, several artillery devils had to retreat a few hundred meters and shell a kilometer away.

After a crackling shelling, looking at the village in the distance, the captain of the devil brigade brandished his katana and once again made a squadron and more than a hundred puppet soldiers pounce.

As the devils entered the village, the village suddenly resounded with dense gunshots and explosions, and outside the village, the captain of the devil team confidently discussed with the accompanying leaders of the second devil how long it would take to solve the battle and drive this group of Eighth Route Army out.

How can a mere regiment, in such a village, withstand the attack of a full squadron of the Imperial Army?

However, about twenty minutes later, the two of them saw about a hundred imperial soldiers and two devils running out of the village in a hurry, and their faces changed dramatically at that time, and when they attacked, they were close to two hundred people, and in less than half an hour, they lost nearly a hundred?

At this moment, the captain of the devil brigade outside also realized that the situation was wrong, and organized the shelling again, and even the 92-type was pulled out and participated in the shelling.

After the shelling, the devils of the two squadrons, more than 100 puppet troops, totaling more than 400 people, launched another attack on the village, and even the 92-type followed the attack, but again to the surprise of the enemy, it was driven out again in less than half an hour, and the retreating troops were again less than 100 people.

Even the Type 92 infantry guns were damaged, the shield was punched with several large bullet holes, and the gunners were killed.

"Yaga..."

The captain of the devil brigade was shocked:

"This, is it really the dirt road?"

Seeing that the squadron leader who was carried out was dead, there were bullet holes in his forehead, and he was watching the six bullet holes in the gun shield of the Type 92 infantry gun directly penetrate the steel plate, and even broke the gun mount, the devil captain couldn't speak.

Beside him, the head and tongue of the two devils were also rolling, and they didn't come out with a word.

It was the first time they had seen such a ferocious Eighth Route Army, and they didn't know how to express their feelings for a while.

"Too... Jun, let's or not..."

The head of the two devils was stunned, thinking that they should quickly call for support.

How long has it been? He lost half of his regiment, and if he rushed hard, he was afraid that he would be annihilated by the whole army.

The village is a bottomless pit.

The captain of the devil brigade was extremely reluctant to call for support, but when the casualties were counted for three attacks, his brigade had 167 people broken and more than 70 injured, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

He lost more than one-third of his brigade, and it can be seen from the casualty ratio that the Eighth Route Army inside is extremely combative, not only with fierce firepower, but also with elite shooters, as long as they are shot, they are basically fatal.

There are also mines, which were planted by the Eighth Route Army, and their locations were unexpected, making it impossible to guard against.

"Telegraph to the captain of the wing, our unit encountered a large force of the enemy in Xinzhuang, the specific number of the enemy is currently unknown, but it is suspected to be the main force of the Eighth Route Army, request tactical guidance."

Gritting his teeth, the captain of the devil brigade sent a telegram asking for help, after which he ordered his troops to establish a defensive line on the spot, using four heavy machine guns as the pillar of fire, and surrounded the village.

At this time, an intelligence officer of the First Army who accompanied him found a dot in the bullet hole on the Type 92 infantry gun, a warhead embedded in the gun carriage, and suddenly this devil's eyes lit up, and he also sent a telegram to the rear.

···

Inside the village.

Li Yunlong looked at the devils outside, then looked at the dim sky overhead, and said:

"It seems that the little devil is not going to attack tonight."

Grand Master Li's tone was relaxed.

In the three blocking battles, the casualties of one battalion and one company were very small, and the consumption of ammunition was not much, and the combat effectiveness is still very strong.

"Let the fighters rest for another three hours, and we will retreat at night, taking care to arrange a good guard."

He continued.

Grand Master Li used to retreat, not to break through.

Zhao Gang also nodded.

Their main purpose this time was to repair, and then prepare for a night march, which was highly concealed at night and not easy to be discovered by devils. Although they fought for a day during the day, the soldiers were actually not tired, and even very relaxed, and the combat effectiveness of the devils here was really not good.

"Fuck..."

By Li Yunlong's side, the monk was full of unhappiness.

In the last battle, he stealthily broke into the devil's ninety-two style, originally planning to kill the cannon, but was still dragged away by the little devil with the cannon.

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Seven o'clock in the evening.

Yoshio Shinozuka's headquarters.

Kazuki Yamamoto received a telegram from the front.

"Large-caliber pistol bullets?"

"Yo Si."

"Li Yunlong, I finally found you."

Yamamoto's eyes lit up.

According to the intelligence, Li Yunlong's guards used a 12.7-caliber pistol, which was extremely powerful and could penetrate a steel plate behind one centimeter.

Packing up the information, he walked to Yoshio Shinozuka's headquarters.

Just a few minutes later, several telegrams were sent from the headquarters, and after more than half an hour, four brigades of devil soldiers gathered towards Li Yunlong's location.

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It's about the same time.

Zhao Jiayu.

The convoy had arrived, hundreds of mules had brought a large amount of food and supplies, and before that, the artillery company accompanying Yan Sheng had already arrived, and after they shelled the Taiyuan airport, they made a detour all the way from Taiyuan to Zhao Jiayu.

"Commander Huang."

Seeing Huang Baowang, Yan Sheng's eyes lit up: "I've been waiting for you!" ”

"Wait for me?"

Huang Baowang was stunned.

This time, he was mainly carrying food, but he did not bring artillery shells.

Moreover, most of the artillery shells in the regiment have been consumed in the battle of Shou County, except for the last bit of ammunition at the bottom of the box in the secret ammunition depot near Xujia Village, 82 mortar shells have almost been consumed, and some 120 mortar shells have been transported to Zhao Jiayu's side in advance for storage.

After deciding to consume the devils in Shou County, the transport team of the Independent Regiment transported supplies to this side, but because of the long distance, the large plains in the middle, and the transportation force had to be transferred to other places, only a part of the heavy artillery shells were transported.

"Yes."

Iwamori continued:

"Your transport team brings the remaining 120 heavy artillery shells, there are still a thousand rounds here, let's go to meet the regiment commander, now that the troops are scattered and retreating, in the great plains, the little devils will definitely target the regiment commander, we have to respond."

"Do you know the location?"

Huang Baowang was stunned.

He also wanted to go to the regiment commander, but the troops scattered and broke through.

"I know."

After Wang Gensheng was slapped by Li Yunlong, he also realized that the head of the regiment was the main target of the devil, so he sent a team member to deliver the news here.