The Japanese grenadiers quickly fired poison gas bombs at the cavalry battalion's position.
It is also the infamous yellow bomb, a kind of erosive gas bomb. Once this gas bomb is dispersed, it can cause ulcers in the skin and mucous membranes after use.
However, the cavalry put on gas masks in an orderly manner, covered their hands and other exposed parts with towels, and evacuated calmly.
Wearing gas masks and holding bayonets, the Japanese rushed to the cavalry camp and prepared to pick up heads, but found that there was not even a shadow of a ghost on the Eighth Route Army position.
At this time, Zhenmu Wuji became a little angry.
After arranging for the dead soldiers and wounded soldiers to be sent to Heshun County.
Zhenmu Wuji led his troops to continue marching forward, and when they reached the vicinity of the Moshi Hollow, the sky gradually became dark.
It is about 30 kilometers away from the county seat of Liao County.
But Jinmu Wuji has no intention of moving forward.
As a result, marching at night may be more vulnerable to attacks by the Eighth Route Army. After all, the Eighth Route Army is better at night fighting.
Secondly, they had been attacked and harassed by the Eighth Route Cavalry all day long, and the Japanese soldiers were exhausted.
The Japanese soldiers were only halfway through their lunch when they were ordered to continue moving forward by Takeji Jinmu.
Although they only walked 40 kilometers today, the Japanese soldiers were already tired and sleepy.
Even if they continue marching all night and are harassed by the Eighth Route Army and arrive at the county seat of Liao County early tomorrow morning, the entire 225th Regiment will probably not have much combat effectiveness.
Zhenmu Wuji analyzed the situation in his mind.
Then he issued an order: "Order, all soldiers camp on the spot."
Adjutant Iwasaki Toyoji looked around and said in a surprised tone: "Your Excellency Dazuo, this is the hinterland of the Eighth Route Bandit Area. It is too risky to camp in the wilderness. I suggest that we go back and camp in Heshun County. It is not far away from Heshun County.
More than ten kilometers.”
"Go back ten kilometers?"
Zhenmu Wu Zhi snorted coldly:
"Iwasaki-kun, look at how much energy our soldiers have left to walk back more than ten kilometers?"
Turning around, Iwasaki Toyoji saw soldiers sitting on the ground eating seaweed rice balls with tired faces.
Iwasaki Toyoji felt a little ashamed. When marching during the day, he would either ride in a car or ride a horse, while the soldiers walked on their legs and had to always be wary of eight roads appearing at any time.
I was on tenterhooks and exhausted both physically and mentally.
Iwasaki Toyoji looked worried: "Your Excellency, Captain, if today's group of Eighth Route Cavalry finds out that the Imperial Army is camping here, they will probably come to harass you at night."
Thinking of the Eighth Route Cavalry that attacked them today, Zhenmu Wuji looked a little ugly.
Zhenmu Wuji touched his delicate mustache and a sharp light flashed in his eyes:
"That's why I ordered you to camp here."
"The Eighth Route Army can harass us, why can't we catch the Eighth Route Army's fish?"
Hearing this, Iwasaki Toyoji's eyes narrowed: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zuo, do you mean to prepare for an ambush and set up a trap for the Eighth Route Cavalry to jump in?"
"Yes, after the warriors have eaten and drank enough, you can immediately arrange an ambush."
Jinmei Takeji looked at Iwasaki Toyoji, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "I will chop off all the heads of this Eighth Route Cavalry and build a temple in Beijing to pay homage to the heroic spirit of the Yusui Warriors!"
"Hayi!"
Iwasaki Toyoji laughed evilly and suddenly paused.
…
In Hanwang Town, the new regiment command post.
After dinner, it was already dark.
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were sitting at the headquarters, lighting oil lamps and waiting for news from the cavalry battalion.
Captain Li crossed his legs and ate melon seeds and peanuts with a relaxed expression.
There was a trace of worry hidden in Zhao Gang's eyebrows.
He wasn't worried about the cavalry battalion's harassment. Even if the Japs came as a regiment, if the cavalry battalion couldn't defeat the Japs, wouldn't they be able to escape?
"What are you doing, Old Zhao?" Li Yunlong spat out melon seed shells on the ground and asked, "Why do I think you are absent-minded?"
Zhao Gang said: "I'm worried, what if the cavalry battalion fails to control the Japs' speed and the Japs pass through Moshi Ao or camp in Heshun County?
"Even if the cavalry battalion can control the marching speed of the Japanese, what should they do if the Japanese retreat to Heshun County if they don't camp in Moshiwa?"
"Lao Li, have you considered these issues?"
"What should I do?" Li Yunlong hummed, "Cold salad."
After a pause, Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao, don't worry so much. Don't worry. Even if the Japanese are not camping in Moshiwa, don't we still have air support?"
"In the worst case, I'll call brother Chen and use up this air support."
"With air support consisting of a fleet of 30 bombers, it's no big deal to kill hundreds or thousands of Japs."
"It will be much easier for our new group to deal with the remaining Japs."
"Yes." After listening to Li Yunlong's words, Zhao Gang nodded, and the worry in his eyebrows slowly receded.
If plan A fails, there is still plan B.
Zhao Gang asked again: "Old Li, Brother Chen Feng even has planes and probably tanks as well. Do you think he will provide planes and tanks to our Eighth Route Army?"
"Old Zhao, you got the point right." Li Yunlong said with a serious face, "I have to find a chance to ask Brother Chen Feng. Planes, tanks, and cannons are all treasures."
Zhao Gang said: "There is a problem that I still haven't figured out."
Li Yunlong threw a peanut into his mouth and asked, "What am I not clear about?"
"Think about it, Lao Li." Zhao Gang said, "Brother Chen Feng obviously supports our Eighth Route Army in fighting the Japanese, but he only contacts you to provide weapons and ammunition, and he does so generously. He never contacts his superiors. It's a bit strange."
"What's so strange about this?" Li Yunlong said, "Who gave me, Old Li, such a good reputation? If you don't believe me, go out and ask around. In the eyes of the people, we, Old Li, are a knight who can fly over walls and wield two spears. The Japanese want my head."
The reward money has increased to 200,000 yuan. If Brother Chen Feng doesn’t choose me, who will I choose?”
"Your reputation is nothing." Zhao Gang said unceremoniously, "Let's not talk about division commander, let's talk about brigade commander. When the brigade commander was carrying Chiang Kai-shek, your kid was still weaving baskets in the Dabie Mountains. In terms of reputation, you can have the reputation of a brigade commander.
big?"
When Zhao Gang moved the brigade commander out, Li Yunlong immediately lost his temper. In terms of reputation, the brigade commander dumped him dozens of times.
"I actually asked Brother Chen Feng this question when I was drinking with him."
Li Yunlong said: "It is said that there are some restrictions, no contact with regiment level or above, and no contact with large areas. No matter how I ask the reason, brother Chen Feng just keeps silent."
Zhao Gang suddenly realized that this was the case, but he was not the one to break the casserole and ask the truth.
It is enough to understand this step.
As for the rest, as long as it does not violate the principles of the army, Zhao Gang will not intervene or object without authorization.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the door, followed by the neighing of military horses.
A young cavalry battalion communications soldier with a Garand semi-automatic rifle on his back and a Yunlong saber on his waist quickly dismounted and ran into the regiment headquarters.
Seeing that Li Yunlong had passed Zhao Gang, the communications soldier gave him a military salute: "Report to the regimental commander and political commissar that the Japanese have already set up camp in Moshi'ao, and there is a regiment of troops."
Zhao Gang was slightly happy when he heard this, looked at Li Yunlong and said: "Old Li, it seems there is no need for Plan B."
Li Yunlong asked the communications soldier: "How many Japanese soldiers did your cavalry battalion kill in harassment and sneak attacks today?"
"Report to the regimental commander!" the signal soldier replied, "We have killed no less than 300 Japanese!"
Zhao Gang also asked: "How many casualties did your cavalry battalion have?"
"Five people were injured!" the signal soldier said, "no one was killed."
"Battle Commander Sun is amazing." Zhao Gang smiled in surprise, "He actually achieved a battle damage ratio of 5 to 300."
"Of course." Li Yunlong said with a somewhat proud tone, "You don't care who brought the soldiers out?"
Then, Li Yunlong looked at the communications soldier: "Go back and inform your battalion commander to closely monitor the Japanese movements, do not take the initiative to attack or harass, and wait for orders."
"Yes!" The communications soldier saluted and turned to leave.
With the sound of horse hooves, the communication cavalry quickly disappeared into the night.
"Lao Li, when are you going to take action tonight?" Zhao Gang asked.
"Don't worry." Li Yunlong's eyes were calm, "The Japanese suffered losses from the cavalry battalion during the day, so they will definitely be on guard at night."
"You mean..." Zhao Gang's eyes narrowed, "It is very likely that the Japanese will set up an ambush tonight to ambush us and catch our fish?"
Li Yunlong said: "If you are a Japanese commander, you will definitely feel that the Eighth Route Cavalry has been harassing and sneak attacking during the day. The conditions for harassment and sneak attacks at night will only be better than during the day. The Eighth Route Army will definitely not let you sleep well at night.
Then you will definitely set up an ambush and attack the Eighth Route Cavalry."
"It makes sense." Zhao Gang looked thoughtful, "Then let's wait until the middle of the night before taking action?"
"We can only operate in the middle of the night." Li Yunlong said with a playful look, "But before launching a general attack, we must not let the Japanese get a good night's sleep!"
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Gang's expression changed.
"I've already prepared it, just take a look."
Li Yunlong chuckled, his laughter filled with the treacherous charm that Zhao Gang was familiar with.
At that moment, Li Yunlong ordered the entire regiment to head north along the highway.
…
Under the dark night.
Hundreds of white marching tents of the Japanese army stand in the Moshi Basin.
The camera zoomed in, but there was no sign of a Japanese soldier in these tents.
Around the camp, more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers with steel helmets squatted together densely, and their bayonet-mounted 38 rifles were taller than the Japanese soldiers.
Under the dim moonlight, the sharp bayonet immediately reflected a bright cold light, which chilled the skin!
This state lasted until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. The waiting Eighth Route Cavalry had not yet appeared, but the Japanese could not stand it any longer.
Two days of continuous rapid march, coupled with harassment and sneak attacks by the Eighth Route Cavalry along the way, made me very tired. I stayed up half the night, and my iron-clad body could not withstand it.
Many Japanese soldiers nodded or leaned on the shoulders of their comrades because they were too sleepy.
At this time, the Japanese squad leader or squad leader will crawl over and wake up the sleeping Japanese soldiers.
At 12:30 midnight, crackling gunshots were heard from the southwest of Moshiwa. The Japanese suddenly woke up and swarmed towards the direction of the gunshots with bayonets in hand.
When the Japanese soldiers rushed to the direction where the gunshots were heard, they only saw three broken iron barrels and the remains of firecrackers inside the barrels.
"idiot!"
A Japanese squadron leader angrily kicked over the iron bucket.
The Japanese squadron leader's kick hit a booby trap under the iron barrel. After a loud explosion, a powerful shock wave and shrapnel passed by like a hurricane, and the broken limbs of the surrounding Japanese soldiers fell like rain.