The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

The staff officers of the brigade who were discussing also gritted their teeth, their fists were clenched tightly, and their faces were full of sullenness.

This telegram not only told them that support was coming, but more importantly, it was a contempt for their brigade, which made them proud and proud, how could they accept it.

The frontal Chinese army must be completely defeated before the arrival of the Xiyuan Artillery Brigade, and it became the consensus of everyone in the tent to win the Jieshou.

They are proud imperial soldiers and will never tolerate their own pride being trampled on. They must use blood and courage to defend their honor.

Captain Hirayama of the devil brigade waved his hands to let the communication soldiers retreat with a livid face. Looking at the sullen staff officers, he suddenly stood up.

"Order!"

The devils' staff officers all stood at attention in unison, listening to the order.

"Squadrons attack in half an hour! Attack at all costs!!"

Faced with the pressure from the chief, the captain of the devils, Hirayama, had no choice but to bite the bullet and organize the troops to attack again.

Because they are soldiers, soldiers have to defend their honor. It is their Pingshan brigade's task to capture Jieshou. If the Xiyuan Artillery Brigade captures them, their Pingshan brigade will simply kill themselves.

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"Report, the devils are gathering again, and they seem to be unable to hold back."

In the unobstructed river network area, there are many guerrilla scouts, and they wander around the devil's army. If the devil makes any changes, they will quickly report to their commander.

Because the entire area has been destroyed by civilians and the officers and soldiers of the northern Jiangsu guerrillas. The flooded paddy fields, ditches, unfathomable rivers and dangerous wilderness made the devils look at the guerrilla scouts wandering nearby. helpless.

These scouts are all experienced brothers. They are always wandering outside the range of the devil, but they can see the movement of the devil from a distance.

If the devils send small teams to pursue them, they can always escape easily by taking advantage of the terrain. If the devils don't care, then the devils will suffer.

Several times, the devil soldiers were hidden and rested by these guerrilla scouting brothers, and then roared the artillery team to bombard them, causing the little devil to lose a lot, so that the little devil was always tense.

Now the devils have regrouped and are ready to launch a strong attack in the direction of Jieshou, and the guerrilla battalion commander Shen Biao also got the news immediately.

"Just now we beat him to the point of bleeding, and now he's approaching here with a stern face. This little devil is really cheap, don't you think so?"

The successive victories made Shen Biao, the battalion commander of the guerrillas, also relaxed. Hearing that the devils had assembled, instead of being nervous, he joked.

The officers in the battalion headquarters also had no sense of tension and let out laughter. The devils were weaker than expected, which undoubtedly strengthened their confidence in winning.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, our fortifications are not for display, since the little devil is coming to die, then come to die." Company Commander Zhang Hao's dark face was full of sneers.

Every brother in the guerrilla team has a high fighting spirit. Although some brothers were killed or injured in the early battles, compared with the brutality and cruelty in the general battle, this is no different from scratching an itch, and it will inevitably breed some pride. mood.

Shen Biao looked at the excited brothers and did not forget to remind him: "It's a joke, but there is a full-stacked brigade on the opposite side of us. Before we completely eliminate them, give me [-] points of energy." , don’t underestimate the enemy!”

"Did you hear it clearly?!"

"Clear!" The brothers stood up and answered in unison.

"Return to the battle positions, prepare to fight!"

Soon, the company and platoon-level officers gathered at the battalion headquarters filed out of the bunker and rushed towards their respective companies.

Captain Hirayama of the Devils was really impatient this time. In order to defend the honor of their brigade, they had to defeat the Chinese troops in front of them and capture Jieshou before the artillery brigade arrived.

Therefore, the captain of the squadron, Takashi Hirayama, also issued a death order to the squadron leaders under his command, that is, if they can't be beaten, they will commit suicide in apology.

The squadron leaders called the squad leaders to convey the original words, and transferred the pressure from the chief to the squad leaders.

The squad leaders also followed suit, and soon, every devil soldier was ordered that if they could not defeat Jieshou, they would apologize.

This made every ordinary ghost soldier become more serious. They had never felt that their role was so important.

And if Bujieshou is really captured, I am afraid that the guerrilla officers and soldiers will not come to fight, and the devils will all have to apologize.

"Except for bullets, rifles and grenades, all irrelevant things are left in the camp!"

This time the devil was completely desperate, and prepared to leave all the rucksacks and pack horses that affected the action, and all the troops attacked lightly.

The devil distributed all the ammunition he was carrying, as well as the dry food, and the pack horse carrying the ammunition immediately became more relaxed and neighed cheerfully.

All the devils who were able to fight were added to the combat troops, even the cooks were no exception, and the wounded soldiers were responsible for staying in the camp to guard the pack horses and so on.

Soon, the devils in several squadrons were ready to go, with their bayonets out of their sheaths, full of murderous intent.

This time, the devils no longer concentrated on one direction and one point to attack. The entire brigade's forces were fully deployed, ready to attack at the same time at more than ten attack points on the two-kilometer-long defense line.

As long as one point is broken by them, the troops they break through can sweep towards the two wings, and quickly cooperate with friendly forces to defeat the resisting Chinese officers and soldiers.

Although Shen Biao and his third battalion had made sufficient preparations, they still underestimated the devil's courage when the observation post at the front reported that the devil was launching an attack line to the two wings.

"What should we do? Once the devils attack in many places, with our strength, it may be difficult to deal with such a wide line of defense." Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander, was worried.

If the devils concentrate their forces to attack one of them, they can also concentrate their forces to block the attack layer by layer, consuming the devils' vitality, and those field fortifications can make the devils suffer.

It's a pity that this time the devils have learned their lesson, and no longer implement their tactics of breaking through the two wings in the center, but blooming more flowers on the entire front.

Although the firepower of the company and platoon troops of the guerrilla troops has been strengthened, there is no chance of winning if they engage in fire with the devil squad-level troops.

But now there are more than a dozen such well-equipped full-staffed infantry squads in a brigade of Devils, so at least 20 company-level troops are needed to defend against them.

It would be more than enough for Shen Biao and the others to concentrate their forces on one point for defense, but now that they have spread the defense all of a sudden, they will become stretched.

At that time, it is very likely that the devils will break through the whole line, and they will not be able to defend one place. This makes Shen Biao, who originally wanted to flex his muscles, feel very angry.

If he had the strength of a division in his hand now, let alone a mere brigade of devils, even a regiment would be able to gnaw it down.

But the reality is that he only has a battalion of troops in his hands, and he has no chance of winning in the face of the devil's all-out attack.

"Old Shen, where is Old Shen?"

Just as Shen Biao and Luo Feng, the two battalion commanders and deputy battalion commanders, were scratching their heads because of the change in the battlefield situation, there were powerful shouts from outside.

Hearing the voice outside, Shen Biao also patted himself on the head. He kept thinking about how his third battalion could show off and fight the devils, but he forgot that behind them stood the Subei Corps. .

The strength of their third battalion is indeed not enough to defend such a wide line of defense, but the North Jiangsu Corps has only a lot more troops than the devils. If they really pull up their posture, are they still afraid of the devils?

"I said, Old Shen, what are you two doing hiding here? I called for a long time and there was no response."

The first battalion commander, a blacksmith in a thick cotton coat, stooped into the bunker and watched as Shen Biao and Luo Feng made a joke.

"Brother, why did you come to the front?" Shen Biao didn't care to answer, and hurried forward to shake hands with the blacksmith.

The blacksmith took off his hat, looked at Shen Biao and Luo Feng who were staring at the panda eyes and said with a smile: "You have spent the whole night at the front. Commander Yang asked me to bring my brothers up to replace you with rest."

After hearing what the blacksmith said, Shen Biao and Luo Feng looked at each other, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes.