"Brother Ding, the situation is not good." Chi Yunfeng looked worried.
Although they had the advantage at the beginning of the battle, as time went by, their advantage seemed to be disappearing little by little.
"As expected." Ding Wei said solemnly.
The Japs have already occupied a street and want to use this street to further expand their advantage.
Not only that, they even established several sniper positions, hoping to find the defenders' firepower points at high altitudes for targeted strikes.
The little devil who originally thought that the tank would be useful will regret it because he did not carry heavy weapons.
Having occupied the commanding heights, they could only use the machine guns they seized from the battlefield to set up on the commanding heights.
Matsukata Bowen.
That is, the little devil who survived before is now holding his head and hiding in a hidden place.
Although the two sides were fighting in a stalemate, he did not think that his side could easily capture Rencheng.
Just the fact that the bottles that the enemy suddenly produced easily destroyed the imperial army's tanks proved that the troops stationed in Rencheng were by no means ordinary troops.
In other words, the enemy has other tricks, waiting for him to send them upwards, and then annihilate his own side in one fell swoop.
Matsukata Hirobumi curled up as much as possible, holding a picked-up telescope and nervously observing the surrounding situation.
It wasn't that this kid wanted to join the battle and look for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the defenders, but that he wanted to avoid the place with the most intensive firepower and find another chance to sneak out.
Hirofumi Matsukata, who had just entered the battlefield and had not yet experienced those crazy brainwashing tactics, was screaming that he wanted to sacrifice his life for some emperor.
He had only one purest wish: to survive until the war was over, then go home, marry a wife, and find a job honestly.
As I looked at him, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
He understood very well that there were clothes from the Central Army on the other side, but why were there clothes from the Eighth Route Army?
Matsukata Hirobumi thought he had seen it wrong at first, but when he saw the street again, he saw an earth-blue figure flashing past.
Tolerate his overthinking.
He saw a small group of soldiers from his own side rushing toward a building in front of him with their weapons drawn.
But soon, a dense rain of bullets was poured towards them. As expected, the walking troops immediately fell into a pool of blood.
There were even a few stray bullets that hit Matsukata Hirobumi, who was so frightened that he immediately cowered down.
Then, he heard an angry shout.
"What's going on? Why are there heavy machine guns?" A lieutenant officer yelled angrily while hiding behind the bunker.
The Japanese snipers on the commanding heights seemed helpless because the position where the machine gun fired was tightly protected.
Unless there are cannons, it will be difficult to hit the people behind the fortifications.
Although their machine guns were firing desperately, it seemed to have no effect. The bullets hit the fortifications with jingling sounds, only causing a few small sparks.
"Idiot, idiot." The Japanese lieutenant roared angrily: "Idiot, don't you know how to use a grenade? Where is the grenade you carry with you!"
After being reminded by the officer, some Japanese soldiers suddenly realized what was happening. They took out launchers and installed them on the muzzles of their guns, and then took out grenades from their waists.
The machine gun fired desperately, trying to attract firepower.
"Fire!"
The Japanese lieutenant held the command knife tightly and swung it forward with all his strength.
The words just fell.
Suddenly they heard several screams ringing in their ears.
Hearing the noise, they thought artillery support was sent from the rear, but then they felt something was wrong.
Several explosions suddenly sounded in the Japanese positions, and several fire positions were immediately filled with smoke.
The four artillery pieces captured earlier came into play at this time. They were originally used to deal with Japanese tanks and blast the panicked Japanese soldiers.
These artillery pieces were originally equipment of the Central Army, and it was naturally very easy to gather a few artillery pieces from the remaining defense forces of each department.
Unexpectedly, the plan to destroy the Japanese chariot was so simple that it exceeded everyone's expectations. The defenders destroyed the chariot without any resistance.
When the little devil saw the smoke rising from his own position, he immediately realized that it was the artillery from the other side.
Listening to the battlefield again, there was no sound of machine guns. Even if they thought about it with their buttocks, they understood that it must be the defenders on the opposite side who launched an artillery bombardment against the machine gun positions.
"Bagaya Road, these damn Chinese pigs, blow them up, blow them up!" The Japanese lieutenant was furious and waved his command knife vigorously.
But the accident happened at this moment.
In order to better suppress the firepower of the defenders, the Japanese army established machine gun positions at high altitudes.
The commanding heights were bombarded by artillery, and one can imagine the result. Bricks of all sizes were scattered, and the walls of some houses began to shake, and then they collapsed completely.
Bricks of all sizes fell on the area like rain, and some unlucky Japanese soldiers had their heads smashed on the spot.
Rumbling sounds were heard one after another, but this time it was not artillery, but the houses here could no longer withstand the bombardment of artillery fire, and finally turned into ruins.
The falling bricks buried many Japanese soldiers alive. They didn't even have a chance to escape, so they were buried underground by the bricks.
Although some Japanese soldiers with quick legs and feet left here one step ahead, most of the Japanese soldiers were buried alive.
Under the ruins, you can even faintly hear the painful wails of the Japanese.
This movement frightened Hirofumi Matsukata, who immediately curled up like a watermelon bug.
This little devil was extremely lucky. The front of his fallen body hit the ruins next to him, forming a triangle.
In the gap, Matsukata Hirofumi was in shock and kept breathing heavily.
"Crash..."
The Japanese lieutenant stood up from the rubble. He was covered in bruises and turned into a big painted face.
This guy had never been in such a mess before. He was almost buried alive. The lieutenant who saved his life was so angry that he gasped.
He dusted himself hard and gritted his teeth angrily.
Just as he was arranging his military uniform, Matsukata Hirobumi discovered that there was a brick the size of a human head at a high place, shaking back and forth at the edge, and about to fall.
Matsukata Hirofen was just about to say a reminder.
The Japanese lieutenant yelled for a long time, but no one answered him. With nowhere to vent his anger, he kicked the wall hard.
Just like that.
The bricks that were shaking at the edge fell straight down.
Matsukata Hirofumi immediately held his breath.
"Bang!"
The brick hit the lieutenant's head firmly, his skull was shattered, and blood immediately flowed down his face.
The Japanese lieutenant swayed back and forth twice, his pupils expanded rapidly, and after spinning in a circle, the guy fell directly to the ground.
The direction where his eyes were looking was exactly where Matsukata Hirobumi was taking him.
The Japanese lieutenant's eyes were staring straight at Matsukata Hirobumi. The little devil couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He didn't want to go out, nor did he continue to stare directly.
Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps in his ears. He was so frightened that Matsukata Hirofumi held his breath and hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
…
Japanese troops attack position.
Zuo Jian Qiao Yi and Gong Assistant helped the two of them on a hill.
They wanted to witness the victory of the battle with their own eyes and see how the imperial army defeated the defenders in the city and fled.
As a result, they saw an incredible scene.
The two Japs looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of disbelief in each other's eyes, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
what happened?
Since the commander of the third master division had personally formulated the tactics, why did the imperial army still suffer such a miserable defeat?
Although the 50 tanks are not domestically produced tanks, these are weapons and equipment purchased by the national army from abroad at high prices. How could they be so unbeaten?
How could those steel chariots suddenly turn into fireballs and be destroyed by the defenders inside without even playing any role?
Because there is a certain distance between the two parties.
These Japanese officers in the attack position did not know what happened to those tanks.
They could only see those chariots successfully entering the city, and then they were inexplicably covered in flames, unable to even move.
When the two of them saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Is it possible that the Chinese army inside also has anti-tank equipment?
But the current situation does not seem to be as powerful as the anti-tank equipment should be. Even if it were available, how could it possibly deal with 50 tanks at the same time?
Moreover, those 50 tanks turned into fireballs almost at the same time, and then turned into scrap metal.
Even if it was a tank weapon, wherever the explosion occurred, they only saw something hit the tank, and then the body of the tank turned into a fireball, without even a chance for anyone to react.
Is this some kind of anti-tank equipment?
In this attack, the two Japs were full of hope. They thought they could successfully capture Rencheng. Even if they failed, they could still establish an advantage in the city.
Looking at it now, it seems that they took it a little too much for granted.
Especially at the end, when the defenders suddenly took out artillery and destroyed the position they had worked so hard to establish, it shattered their self-confidence.
The two old Japanese, Qiao Yi and Gong Xingzhu, looked very solemn.
This time, not only were 50 tanks lost, but the third heavy attack ended in disgrace.
Damn it!
These two old devils only had one idea in their hearts.
But then, their faces fell again. They failed to capture Rencheng. How should they explain to the leader of the Third Master?
He gave tactics, but the result was their disastrous defeat.
"Gong Xiejun." Qiao Yi suddenly said.
"Sakuma-kun, what's wrong?" Miyazuke Yusuke didn't have much energy and turned around to leave.
"Look, look, there seems to be an Eighth Route Army in the city?" Qiao Yi said in a strange tone.
"How is that possible, Sakuma-kun? I think you are confused. This is the territory of the national army. How could the Eighth Route Army come here?" Miyasuke Yusuke had no interest in continuing to read.
"There is really an Eighth Route Army, look!" Qiao Yi said in a deep voice.
Gong Xie had no choice but to turn around and raise the telescope to look at Ren Cheng again.
Looking in the direction of Sakuma Qiao Yi's finger, Gong Xing helped locate a street.
"Nani!" Gong Xingxue saw at a glance that several Eighth Route Army soldiers flashed past the camera.
"There really is an Eighth Route Army. Why is the Eighth Route Army here?" Gongsuke Yusuke's tone was a bit unbelievable.
"How do I know?" Zuojian Qiao Yi said in a bad tone: "The Eighth Route Army appears here. This is simply too strange."
After a pause, Sakuma Qiao Yi had a strange expression, and then said: "I have a feeling that the Eighth Route Army is commanding this battle. Do you think the national troops in Rencheng seem to respect them very much?"
"You mean..." Gong Xingxue pondered for a while and said: "A group of Eighth Route Army entered Rencheng and commanded this battle?"
"That's right!" Qiao Yi gritted his teeth and said.
"But..." Gong Xie Yusuke thought for a while and asked strangely: "They are two different forces. Why would the national army listen to the Eighth Route Army?"
After a pause, he added: "Besides, why is the Eighth Route Army here? Isn't this a strange question?"
Zuo Jian Qiao Yi pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to answer. The troublesome Rencheng and the sudden discovery of the Eighth Route Army made Zuo Jian Qiao Yi's head full of questions and he was a little confused about the situation.
The most important question is who can command these two troops.
Although those national troops are remnants, they won’t listen to anyone’s orders, right?
Qiao Yi's brain was running rapidly, and suddenly a name popped into his head.
Thinking of this name, Qiao Yi suddenly felt that the above questions would be solved.
"Gong Xiejun, I think I have understood it." Qiao Yi said.
Miyasuke Yusuke was confused: "What do you understand?"
"I understand who the commander on the opposite side is!" Qiao Yi said solemnly.
"Who?" Miyazuke Yusuke asked: "Sakuma-kun, you are really powerful, you actually already know who it is?"
"Ding Wei!" Qiao Yi said the name slowly.
"Ding Wei?" Gong Xingsuke was a little confused, and immediately realized: "What, you mean Ding Wei, Ding Wei is inside, how is this possible!"
"Of course, I'm just guessing, because I really can't think of any Eighth Route Army troops that can appear here!" Qiao Yi said helplessly.
The only thing to blame is Ding Wei's fame.
This guy originally made a casual guess, but his guess was very accurate.
The highest commander in the city is none other than Ding Wei.
"Sakuma-kun, whether it is Ding Wei or not, we must report the presence of the Eighth Route Army in the city!" Gong Xingzhu said in a deep voice.
Zurma Qiao Yi nodded and expressed his approval. Even if he didn't need to be reminded by the palace assistant, reporting it was inevitable.
"Sakuma-kun." Miyako Yusuke suddenly spoke, his expression a bit sad.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Yi asked.
"Tell me, how long will this battle last?" Miyazuke Yusuke asked: "Half a year, three months, a month?"
"I…"
Hearing this, Qiao Yi felt a little uncomfortable.
"It won't take half a year. If it really takes half a year, we really have to go to the law enforcement agency." Qiao Yi Zuakuma tried to joke and lighten the atmosphere.
"Not only do we not have a chance for half a year, we don't even have a chance for half a month!" Yusuke Miyazuke looked constipated.
Half a month?
It is estimated that the battle will be over in half a month. If there are still unresolved battles at the rear, it is self-evident what the consequences will be.
The losses caused by paralyzing a major traffic area for half a month cannot be described in one sentence.
"If it really takes half a month to capture Rencheng, we won't need to be punished by the commander of the Sakurai division. The commander of the third master division will shoot us immediately!" Yusuke Miyazuke said angrily.
After a pause, he continued: "And if we continue to consume according to the current battle losses, in less than half a month, our two joint forces will only have one headquarters."
During the work, Qiao Yi remained silent.
He knew very well that siege tactics must not be used against Rencheng, and a quick victory must be achieved.