After the bathhouse, Zhou Weiguo and other messengers left, Zhou Jin opened the map and found this location.
Suwano Temple is in the west, and I am in the southeast. The bathhouse is a long and narrow slope, and the terrain is relatively flat. It is not conducive to interception.
However, fortunately, the soil here is soft. If you are closer and faster, you can build a simple defensive position. When the time comes, you can carry out repairs while fighting to ensure the safety of the side of the Dunwu Temple. It won't be a problem.
"Assemble the troops and go to the bathhouse immediately to cover the Sichuan brothers in Dunwu Temple." Zhou Weiguo considered it maturely and spoke to the guard Li Erwa beside him.
Li Erwa is from Hubei. When he was the commander of the first battalion, he was his guard and also served as the messenger.
"I know, battalion commander." Zhou Weiguo, who was thin, with dark skin and a somewhat hoarse voice, ran out. Watching the second child leave, Zhou Weiguo opened the kettle he brought with him and poured water over his head, so that he had not rested last night.
After his head became clearer, he grabbed the weapons he had put aside and took them out, and followed the troops to the bathhouse.
It took nearly 40 minutes of an urgent journey before Zhou Weiguo led the spy battalion to the bathhouse.
Instructing the infantry to quickly repair their positions, Zhou Weiguo used his binoculars to look in the direction of the Sudden Enlightenment Temple.
The thick black smoke formed a black jade belt and rushed into the sky when blown by the breeze. From time to time, there would be faint sounds of explosions and gunfire.
Compared to the war at Suwano Temple, this bathhouse was much calmer. There was only the rustling sound of the surrounding leaves falling to the ground in the autumn wind, and then quickly being blown up to the sky.
The wind was as strong as ink, and the dark clouds were like black pot lids pressing on the top of the head, sweeping up the leaves and weeds flying in the sky. Today was destined to be a bloody battle.
Is it going to rain? A thick dark cloud appeared in the sky not far away and was drifting towards the Sudono Temple.
Tick-tock, raindrops fell on his arms. Zhou Weiguo raised his head and looked at the sky. The rain changed from needles and pine trees to beans and fields in just an instant.
The last rain in autumn is destined to vent its accumulated majesty.
With the erosion of rain, the excavation of this position was relatively easy, but it also brought trouble. The rainwater gathered around it quickly flowed into the trenches, forming puddles that were somewhat cold to the bone marrow.
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The rain was too heavy, and Erwa brought over a raincoat. Zhou Weiguo looked at it and refused directly. Seeing Erwa's aggrieved expression, he said: "With such a heavy rain, the raincoat is no longer useful, and you see
No one is wearing a raincoat on the battlefield. If you put a raincoat on me, you will let the Japanese army keep an eye on me and attack me."
Li Erwa came to his senses and put the raincoat into his backpack.
boom……
A cannonball fell on the position, exploding on the spot and causing two soldiers who were digging trenches to scream and go up to the sky. Then it hit the ground hard, making a crisp sound.
When Zhou Weiguo saw it, he hurriedly bent down and shouted: "Hidden, enemy infantry artillery."
Boom boom...
The shelling of infantry artillery continued. Zhou Weiguo hurriedly came to a low-lying area and picked up a telescope to look into the distance regardless of the rain soaking under his feet.
He actually took advantage of the heavy rain to get here, what a thief, Zhou Weiguo cursed in his heart.
Fortunately, the rain had subsided a lot at this moment, and he could see clearly the situation on the other side.
"Battal Commander, this is the Bantian Battalion." Hu Yong had good eyesight and immediately saw the Japanese military number under the military flag logo opposite and pointed his finger.
Enemies meet on a narrow road. After the battle at Position 113, this unit was resting behind. Unexpectedly, they would meet him again today. After hearing Hu Yong mention the opponent's number, Zhou Weiguo transferred his telescope to the rising sun flag. That
It's really the number of Sakata's team.
"Old rivals, I didn't expect to meet here again." Zhou Weiguo put down the telescope and turned to say to a few people around him.
Mud was flying everywhere, but fortunately the thin and shapeless mud did not cause much damage.
Less than five minutes after the bombardment, Sakata's brigade launched the attack.
Hundreds of Japanese troops spread out and, under the cover of the mortars and machine gunners behind them, slowly rushed over.
Zhou Weiguo stared at the Japanese troops coming over and then looked at the Bantian brigade headquarters in the distance.
After several fights, Sakata will definitely know his own style of play. Maybe he has some tricks up his sleeve today.
"Let me think about it, does this old boy Sakata have any tricks up his sleeve? We have played against each other twice. He probably has a certain understanding of our playing style. Maybe there is some conspiracy. Let's think about it." Zhou Weiguo.
He turned around and looked at the company commanders around him, indicating that everyone should think about it.
Secret Service Camp, this time, I must take revenge.
Sakata, who also let the rain wet his clothes, saw the enemy numbers on the opposite side clearly, and felt the fire of revenge in his heart.
With his own brigade, he killed more than 300 people in the secret service camp. After going down, he spent a month or so resting and replenishing.
Thinking of the shame of that battle and the ridicule made by the other brigades, the fire in his heart could not be extinguished.
"Your Excellency, captain, there is a special agent camp opposite. They are good at close range shooting and use powerful firepower to counter-suppress our army." They were all familiar with each other's tactics. The words of the captain of the first squadron made Sakata hum and point to the second person who was gathered around him.
Squadron; "Don't worry, this time, he will suffer a devastating blow."
This time, I will never let him take his hand. The third squadron stepped forward to attract the firepower of the secret service battalion, and the artillerymen behind them will use artillery fire to attack him at the moment the enemy opens fire. A distance of about fifty meters
At such a distance, it is impossible for artillery to hit you on the head.
Even if there are only one or two, it doesn't matter. As long as they can destroy the spy camp, their jade pieces will be worth it.
Chug tug tug…
The sound of machine gunfire interrupted his contemplation, and Sakata sneered twice and turned around slightly: "Fire the artillery to form a fire strike, and ask the second squadron to immediately move forward for reinforcements, assist the third squadron, seize the bathhouse, and detour to the Dunwu Temple."
Boom boom...
Boom boom...
I didn't expect this man to be so vicious that he would start shelling me even though his own soldiers were outside.
It can be described as cruel and ruthless.
Zhou Weiguo crawled on the position and looked at the Japanese troops crawling in front of the position, and then looked at the artillery bombardment from the opposite side.
He had to admit that Sakata had really caused some casualties to him.
"Battal Commander, they have another squadron coming up." Li Erwa shouted from the side, causing Zhou Weiguo to raise his binoculars and look across.
Indeed, a squadron of troops is rapidly advancing this way.
"Battal Commander, I'm afraid the enemy is going to join forces here and forcefully break through us. What should we do?" Hu Yong ran over from a distance, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Japanese troops coming in the distance in the rain and asked worriedly.
