"Jiangdong, Jiangdong... just wait until the imperial army is free to deal with you first!"

Lu, An, and Colonel Nakamura said through gritted teeth in the headquarters.

Since November, except for the Party and several surrounding areas south of Lu'an, which are still in contact with the headquarters, the rest of the artillery towers and strongholds have lost contact one after another.

In addition, the many supply teams responsible for providing supplies to the gun towers and strongholds are also gone forever.

After receiving the news that the gun tower was attacked, Nakamura immediately sent reinforcements.

However, Lu, Anseong itself does not have many troops, and the number of people Nakamura can send out to provide support is only one or two hundred.

As soon as these reinforcements left the city, they were all violently attacked. The puppet troops in the reinforcements fled without a trace as soon as they were attacked. The Japanese soldiers were either wiped out or routed.

The artillery tower was not rescued, and the reinforcements were lost.

After many times, Nakamura completely gave up the idea of ​​supporting strongholds outside the city, and just reported the situation to Taiyuan over and over again, seeking tactical guidance.

"Your Majesty Colonel, we have lost contact with two more gun towers!" the adjutant reported somewhat aggrievedly.

His Excellency Colonel was no longer interested in such news. He waved his hand lightly,

"Kangdong will not be rampant for long. The imperial army has already won the victory in the south. The base camp will soon shift its military focus to us."

"Hey Yi!" The adjutant had a ferocious expression on his face when he heard this.

The total strength of the Japanese and puppet troops in Lu'an is now only 1,500. This kind of strength may not be a problem against the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, but if it wants to fight the Independent Brigade, it will definitely end in failure.

The only choice now is to keep your head down and be a turtle son.

If Lu'an is lost due to taking the initiative, Nakamura cannot bear this responsibility.

"Your Excellency Colonel, we have not delivered supplies to various strongholds outside the city for a week. I am worried that the remaining strongholds may not be able to hold on!"

"well."

Nakamura's hand held the command knife tightly, and his knuckles were already turning blue from the excessive force.

"How many strongholds can we still contact now?" He suppressed the thought of going out of the city to fight.

"Except for the above, there are only five places outside the party."

"Baga! Why so fast?"

"Based on the current situation, it seems that the Independent Brigade has invested 1 to 2 regiments of troops. They are adopting cannibalization tactics and are approaching the Shangdang little by little."

Looking at the attacked signs one after another on the map, Nakamura took a deep breath and said:

"That's all, give him the Jiangdong stronghold outside the city. Just give it to him. The Party defenders should be more vigilant. The stronghold outside can be lost, but the county seat must not be lost!"

"Hiyi!"

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Xipinggou is where the regiment and company are located.

"brigadier!"

"brigadier!"

Lu Zhuoran and Yang Fugui ran far away to greet Jiang Dong, with a little excitement on their faces.

Seeing the smile on Yang Fugui's face, Jiang Dong was a little surprised. This was the first time Jiang Dong saw a smile on his face since his wife and children were massacred by the Japanese.

"You two have cooperated well during this period. After reading your report, I really want to come over and see the actual situation here with my own eyes."

"Hehe..." Lu Zhuoran seemed very excited to see Jiang Dong, his face flushed in winter,

"The brigade commander is welcome to come and inspect the work. If something is not done well, please criticize and correct it."

"Hmm!" Yang Fugui was a little arrogant, so he just nodded vigorously.

"Haha, let's go!" Jiang Dong walked into the village with the two of them, "I mainly want to see how you pull out the Japs' strongholds and gun towers."

Lu Zhuoran glanced at Yang Fugui and motioned for the latter to come forward and speak.

Yang Fugui said in a reporting tone:

"The brigade commander came just in time. Up here, there is a blockhouse on the highway leading to Gaoping that has been surrounded by us for five or six days. We plan to take down the blockhouse tonight!"

"Oh." Jiang Dong also smiled when he heard this, "It's better to come early than to come by chance. Let me see what your company is capable of!"

"Yes Yes!"

After entering the village, Jiang Dong first walked among the soldiers of the first company and said some words of condolences and encouragement.

The first company had sent more than 200 recruits to the rear, but Jiangdong saw another 100 recruits in the village who did not wear the official uniform of the independent brigade.

These recruits were holding Japanese-standard weapons and were wearing Japanese military uniforms, but they were wearing their clothes inside out.

"It seems like those hundreds of new recruits just joined, right?" Jiang Dong asked with a half-smile.

Lu Zhuoran and Yang Fugui showed a hint of uneasiness on their faces. The former said to Jiang Dong:

"The brigade commander once said that the battlefield is the best teacher for soldiers. Our company is always in motion, and soldiers cannot be replaced quickly after they die. Therefore, Lao Yang and I discussed how many new soldiers we will keep for each batch.

If you join a company personally, after more than a month, you will see what you see, brigade commander."

Yang Fugui scratched his neck, feeling that his face was a little hot.

Jiang Dong looked at the two of them with a smile,

"Aren't you afraid that you kept all the good ones from each batch of recruits?"

"No, no, we only do it once in a while!"

Yang Fugui hurriedly explained and unknowingly admitted Jiang Dong's guess.

"Forget it, I understand your little thoughts, so I'll skip this question."

Jiang Dong believed that it was not only Yang Fugui's company that did this, but other companies in the regiment must also have similar operations.

Calculated in this way, apart from the new soldiers sent to the rear, the current strength of the regiment should be almost double what it was when it left Jincheng.

Such development is indeed rapid.

In the evening of that day, Jiang Dong gnawed two potatoes with Yang Fugui and Lu Zhuoran in Xipinggou. After dark, the whole company set off to raise the artillery tower.

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"The little devils in the county haven't come out for a week. Although this place is less than 10 kilometers away from the Party, the little devils will definitely not come to the rescue."

After arriving at the combat position, Lu Zhuoran whispered to Jiang Dong.

"Well." Jiang Dong held up his telescope and looked at the Japanese artillery tower a few hundred meters away, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Zhuoran showed his white teeth in the dark night,

"Hey, brigade commander, just look at it, we promise to take down the turret with minimal casualties." He boldly sold it off.

Jiang Dong was not angry when he heard this.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see!"

The Japanese transport team has been annihilated in batches by each company of the regiment. The Japanese in the blockhouse in front of them have been without food for four days. In addition, the telephone line between them and the Party has been cut off.

These days, there are companies of soldiers ambushing around the blockhouse, and the little Japs in the building will become living targets as long as they step out of the blockhouse.

In four days, 10 Japanese soldiers and 20 puppet soldiers were so hungry that they could not even lift their guns.

In addition, it was cold winter again, so the Japanese and puppet soldiers huddled together and lay on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

In four days, Yang Fugui led his men to dig a trench more than two meters deep, which reached less than 10 meters away from the gun tower.

Jiangdong saw a company of dozens of soldiers carrying wet dead grass and leaves as they hurriedly passed through the trenches.

"Smoky?"

Jiang Dong looked at it curiously.

The soldiers jumped out of the trenches, ran across the 10-meter open space as fast as they could, dropped what they were holding, and then rushed back.

"Da da da……"

After all the withered grass and leaves were piled up, the dying Japanese in the blockhouse noticed the situation outside, and fired a series of machine gun bullets.

However, because the angle of the shooting port was not ideal, the machine gun bullets did not cause any damage and all hit the mud.

"Get up, get up!" The top commander of the artillery tower was a Japanese sergeant. He kicked up the puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers lying on the ground one by one.

"Da da da……"

After a while, tongues of fire were spitting out from all the firing holes in the turret.

The slightest movement outside the artillery building will attract countless bullets, and the Japanese soldiers are shooting at any suspicious location.

"Cough cough cough..."

In the darkness, the choking smoke quietly penetrated into the turret from various firing holes.

The Japanese and puppet troops were so nervous that they didn't notice until the smoke reached a level that was choking.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Baga, despicable... Zhi, that person, cough cough cough..."

The Japanese and puppet soldiers in the artillery tower suffered a lot.
Chapter completed!