Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

Kongya Zhongyi waited until 10 o'clock in the morning, but still did not receive Sun Kai's telegram. He couldn't help but mutter,

"Bagayalu, where did these damned Imperial Army go?"

Yasuda Beixin looked at Sora Tadaichi speechlessly. He had told him to call for air support and wait for these Imperial Army rubbish to encircle them. Was there any need for the Imperial Army to fight?

The resistance elements behind enemy lines in Shanxi Province have become increasingly rampant in the past two years, and they have the advantage of geographical location. How many times have these imperial troops taken on major tasks?

"Kurotani-kun, you should report the situation here to His Excellency, the Commander of the Sekigahara Brigade. The enemy we are facing is stronger than we thought!"

Kongya Zhongyi's face was extremely gloomy, and the small mustache under his nose trembled twice, and then he said in a cold voice,

"General Guan Yuan's 77th Regiment has launched an attack on the enemy in Wujiapo. We must rush to Jingxian County on the agreed time."

"Agreed time?" Yasuda Beixin called out strangely.

"So far, none of the scouts I sent out have returned. We still don't know how many troops the enemy has, how their firepower is distributed, whether they have heavy weapons, etc.

As one of the best divisions in the empire, I don't think it's the best time to attack under such extreme circumstances!"

Chuichi Kongtani was still hesitating, but Wu Gang would not tolerate the Japanese because he had just received a telegram from the Third Squadron, saying that they had arrived at the designated location and blocked the escape route of the 78th Regiment.

"Wang Da Kui, move your artillery company forward, the target is the 78th Regiment in front!"

"Yes!"

At Wang Dagui's command, the artillery company's 12 Type 1.5 infantry guns arrived at the rear of the position, which was only kilometers away from the enemy camp.

The artillery company commander Miao Chengdong was commanding the artillery with excitement on his face, and he kept muttering to himself, "It's finally time for me to show my power!"

Wang Da Kui was afraid that the firepower was not enough, so he asked the mortar platoons of each company to join in. 27 mortars aimed at the Japanese camp in all directions.

Miao Chengdong's artillery company opened fire first, and 12 grenades weighing 3.8 kilograms made a sharp whistling sound and smashed towards the heads of the Japanese.

Chuichi Kurotani was the first to notice the artillery shells flying in the distance. He was thinking hard about whether to report it.

When he looked up, he noticed a dozen small black dots flying quickly in the distant sky. His years of combat experience allowed him to instantly determine that they were artillery shells.

"Bombardment, dodge quickly!"

The Japanese had just taken a few steps in panic when 12 grenades landed accurately on the Japanese camp. The rumbling explosions sounded almost simultaneously.

The tent that had just been erected was blown away in an instant, and the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were torn apart by the fragments of the grenades, with their limbs and arms flying everywhere.

The strong shock wave brought countless sand and stones to hit the Japanese bodies, leaving flowers of blood.

Chuichi Kuraya was pinned down by the guards. When the explosion subsided and he wanted to look up,

The mortars of the three mortar platoons have opened fire. The independent battalion is equipped with the Japanese Type 94 90mm light mortars.

The mortar's grenade weighs 5.3 kilograms, has a longer range than the Type infantry gun, and its shells are more powerful.

The Japanese regiments were equipped with this type of mortar, but not in large quantities. Each regiment had 6 to 8 mortars, mainly used to launch chemical weapons and destroy fortifications.

More than 20 mortar shells fell rapidly in front of Chuichi Kongtani's terrified eyes. The Japanese who had just been destroyed by the Type infantry gun attacked again.

The Japanese soldier who had been able to stand up before was now lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Fortunately, the 78th Regiment had a large number of troops, and it was impossible for all 3800 people to gather in one place. When the Japanese in other places saw this, they

Isn't this bullying? I, a great warrior of the Empire, have fought on the battlefield for so many years, and when have I ever suffered such a loss? I will organize artillery to fight back on the spot.

Seeing this, Kongya Zhongyi cursed, "Baga Yalu, retreat quickly and stay away from the attack range of the enemy's shells!"

The Japanese soldiers finally woke up from their dream, and hurriedly left behind countless baggage and ran back a kilometer before stopping.

After counting the soldiers, Chuichi Kongtani discovered that not only had more than 400 of their brave warriors been killed in two rounds of artillery fire, but more than 600 were injured.

"Baka, where did these Eighth Route Army soldiers get their infantry guns and mortars? Is there someone in the Imperial Army reselling military weapons?"

Yasuda Beixin was extremely panicked. At this moment, he didn't care where the weapons came from. Shouldn't he consider how to escape?

"Mr. Konggu, the troops have encountered a major incident. I think we should move immediately!"

"Turn in?" Kurotani Chuichi looked at Yasuda in silence, "Do you know what you are saying?

We are the most elite A-type division in the empire. How can we retreat when we encounter a little setback? How will you let the commander of the Tengyuan division and the commander of the Yuzuka see me and our 78th Regiment?"

Yasuda Beixin looked at Sora Tadaichi blankly. This damn militarism has killed people. Their lives are almost gone, and you actually care about what others think?

If we delay any further, others will just have to sit back and watch!

"Mr. Konggu, we have fallen into the enemy's trap. Enemies may appear anywhere around us.

I think the most important thing now is to get closer to Zhengtai Road. The railway guards will not just watch us get slaughtered!"

"Massacre?" Konggu said in shock. "Where is the massacre? We just accidentally let the enemy take advantage of us. Once I have reorganized the troops, we will be able to kill our way through the enemy positions and rush to Jing County."

Yasuda Hoshinobu???

What the hell, why didn’t I know before that Chuichi Soraya was an egomaniac!

Just as Kong Gu Zhongyi was passionately boosting the morale of his Japanese soldiers, the third squadron of the independent battalion that had rushed over from Pingyang had already set up its artillery.

The same number of shells fell on Chuichi Soraya's head again, but this time he was not so lucky.

Because Wang Daben had been guarding Pingyang for a long time and had been feeling bored for a long time, he finally got out to fight the Japanese and he had to fight to his heart's content.

12 Type 27 infantry guns and small steel cannons fired continuously, and the shells rained down on the enemy troops.

Wang Daben didn't stop until the second and fifth squadrons arrived.

When the bombardment ended, the three squadrons rushed towards the devils.

The inspiring charge was like the death knell for the Japanese. They stood up dazed and had to face soldiers from several independent battalions.

The battle lasted until 11: in the morning. There was not a single living Japanese soldier on the entire battlefield. The special operations company led by Wang Su was the first to rush into the battlefield.

Her target was clear, the Japanese flag guard squadron. She didn't laugh until she was holding the cloth that was turned into black by a shell.

“This trip was not in vain!”

When the battle of Zhoujia Village ended, the battle of Wujiapo was fierce.

The Japanese troops started charging at the positions of the First and Sixth Squadrons from 9 o'clock in the morning.

But they all retreated in the face of the powerful firepower of the two squadrons.