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Chapter 534: Lure the enemy deeper

Entering the ambush circle were two infantry brigades of the Kwantung Army. The little devils were four in a row, and the march was six to seven hundred meters, just within the attack range of the entire fifth regiment.

The young Japs facing the first battalion suffered heavy casualties. After a cursory sweep of the magnet, there were at least 300 young Japs who fell in front of him.

In less than half a minute, a 250 canvas ammunition belt was burned out. When the ammunition supplier changed the belt, he could clearly feel it, and the hot air coming out of the water tank rushed towards him.

It has to be said that the Kwantung Army was indeed the elite of the Japanese army. They responded very quickly. Taking advantage of the misfire of their heavy machine guns and the smoke generated by the explosion of grenades, they retreated towards the mountains and forests on the side of the road to find shelter nearby.

On the highway, the smoke and fire caused by the grenades dissipated, leaving only a group of wounded Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, howling like slaughtering pigs. Many of them were injured by the grenades, and many were missing arms and legs.

However, before the war, in order to increase the combat burden of the Japanese army, Zhou Weihan specifically ordered to leave as many wounded Japanese soldiers as possible.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy machine gun's fierce firepower began to continue again, bullets hitting the woods opposite, sawdust flying, and puffs of dust rising up.

The Japanese commander Sanji Sudahara watched the horrifying scene in front of him with numbness. During the brief exchange of fire just now, a grenade exploded near him, and the remaining power knocked him off the military horse from his crotch.

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Another Japanese captain was not so lucky, and half of his head was cut off by broken shrapnel.

"Sir, the left side of Noguchi's head was hit by shrapnel from a grenade, and it was shattered!" a kid reported.

"Nani?" Tahara Sanji was shocked when he heard this, and immediately realized that he was in trouble.

The two Kwantung Army brigades, which were the vanguard, were not familiar with each other. Tahara Sanji and Noguchi, another Japanese commander, belonged to different divisions and only got to know each other after entering the Kwantung Army recently.

There was not much tacit understanding between the two brigades. Now that another commander is killed, it will only further affect the joint operations of the two brigades.

"Baga, how come the Eighth Route Army has so many grenades? And it can fire so accurately. Who is currently commanding the operations of the Noguchi Brigade?"

"Squadron Captain Yokota Tetsuya Shaozuo!"

At the same time, on the fifth regiment's position.

A battalion of nearly 30 small artillery pieces had completed its scheduled mission. Within two minutes, each small artillery piece fired all the sixteen rounds of grenades it carried. At this time, the soldiers were retreating backwards carrying the small artillery pieces.

The Japanese Army's Type 89 grenade weighs 4.7 kilograms. The 50-meter cannon equipped by the Tainan Military Region adds some parts and weighs about 7 kilograms. A soldier can carry it without affecting the movement at all.

"Withdraw, the heavy machine guns first!" The magnet kept Li Da's instructions in mind and retreated as soon as possible.

In a hurry, the twelve Type 92 heavy machine guns of the heavy machine gun squadron under the Tahara Brigade have been set up.

Tahara Sanji immediately ordered: "Suppress the Eighth Route Army's firepower!"

The Japanese Army's Type 92 heavy machine gun was not as durable and powerful as the Maxim heavy machine gun, but it could not hold up the two brigades of the Little Japanese, which had a total of twenty-four heavy machine guns.

Each brigade has strengthened two Type 92 infantry guns, but the current terrain will not be able to use them for a while.

Twenty-four Type 92 heavy machine guns opened fire at once, seemingly suppressing the firepower of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side.

"Yusi, the Eighth Route Army on the other side has lost its fire!" Tahara Sanji said confidently.

"Sir, something seems wrong. The heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side seem to have stopped firing, and the shelling has also stopped!" the adjutant on the side reminded.

Upon hearing this, Tahara Sanji raised his binoculars, and saw that the heavy machine guns at the Eighth Route Army position opposite were really silent, and there were wandering figures among the dense forest, as if they were retreating.

"Stop shooting, what are these Eighth Route Army soldiers doing? Shoot and run away?" Tahara Sanji said in confusion.

While the Tahara brigade was still staying in place, there was movement from the Noguchi brigade at the other end. More than four hundred little Japs emerged from the hidden mountains and forests, trying to quickly cross the Handan-Chang Highway and outflank them from the west.

Seeing this, Tahara Sanji also ordered a group of Japanese troops to outflank the enemy from the east.

"Hit!" The third battalion, which stayed in place and was responsible for delaying the pursuit of the Japanese army, under the order of the battalion commander Sun Chenghai, more than 400 rifles mixed with light machine guns opened fire at the emerging Japanese army.

Facing the sudden firepower, the Japs from the Noguchi Battalion were well prepared. Their heavy machine guns quickly adjusted their direction and fired fiercely in the direction of the Third Battalion.

For a time, the firepower of the third battalion was completely suppressed, and the little Japanese in charge of outflanking quickly moved towards the third battalion along the mountain cannon.

The Third Battalion's position was not far from the road, but in the blink of an eye the little Japanese broke through to a distance of less than a hundred meters from the Third Battalion's position.

The little Japanese squadron leader who led the team seemed to have seen the victory and greeted him. Outside the pass, no anti-Japanese armed forces had just launched an attack on the imperial army organized by the brigade. It was necessary to let the Eighth Route Army inside the pass know how powerful the Kwantung Army was.

Suddenly, the squadron leader Xiaoguizi seemed to feel something stepping on his feet, and then an explosion sounded in his ears, and a thick smoke enveloped him.

Immediately, little devils stepped on landmines one after another all around, and bursts of black smoke actually appeared in front of the third battalion's position.

Third Battalion Commander Sun Chenghai stuck his head out and looked at the scene in front of him, and burst into laughter: "Hello with a grenade!"

Three rounds of grenades were thrown over, but Sun Chenghai didn't have time to check the results. He used the black smoke produced by the mines on the battlefield to hurriedly signal the soldiers to retreat.

The landmines built in the border area are not very powerful, but their sound is scary.

When the thick smoke dissipated, the little Japanese squadron leader sat on the ground with a grin on his face, one hand covering Hu's right leg, which had been blasted with flesh and blood by the landmine, and his face was as smoked as the bottom of a pot.

The Third Battalion planted at least five to six hundred landmines in front of the position, and threw three more rounds of grenades. Although the Japs' offensive formation was loose, at least half of them would be lying on the ground.

The scene that happened near the Second Battalion position on the east side was very different from that of Sun Chenghai.

After all, the little Japanese who came from outside the customs were a little acclimated to Tainan and were not familiar with the Eighth Route Army's tactics, so they suffered a big loss for a while.

Not long after, Yukio Imada arrived late by car.

Seeing the wounded soldiers and the scattered corpses on the ground, Yukio Imada became furious and pointed his finger at the surviving Tahara Sanji: "Baga, you are responsible for this stupid pig-like command!

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Tahara Sanji was not convinced, and even felt a little aggrieved. He did not even engage in a head-on battle with the Eighth Route Army.

"General Imada, please give me a chance to prove that I will lead the warriors to destroy this cunning Eighth Route Army!" Tahara Sanji stared at Yukio Imada with his eyes widened and his fists clenched.

Imada Yukio hesitated a little after hearing this. He just wanted to capture Changji quickly and didn't want to cause trouble. However, if he didn't send troops to pursue him, he would be even more unable to convince the people. This group of arrogant soldiers would disobey orders even more.

"Quickly integrate the vanguard troops. I am sending you an additional brigade of troops. We must destroy this group of visiting enemies!" Yukio Imada said in a deep voice.

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