White Snake's Qimen Dunjia is indeed slightly better than an ordinary ambush.
He used the eighteen positions in Wanjialing as the eyes of the formation, and used a certain pattern to let the soldiers in these eighteen positions shoot alternately, killing the enemies while introducing more enemies into his formation.
The puppet troops and the Japanese did not know it was a plan. Although they lost many people, they felt that they were attacking the top of the mountain.
But in fact, they were just going back and forth in a huge formation.
This is the formation method. Through the deception of sound and the obstruction of thick fog, the enemy can lose himself and follow the direction guided by the sound of gunfire.
At this time, even Chen Shusheng had to admire White Snake's strategy.
Tang Jiujiu, Arou and others were also watching the battle. Although they could not see anything, they could hear the constant sound of bamboo flutes, gunshots, and the screams of the Japanese and puppet troops.
Sometimes, the screams were even less than two hundred meters away from them.
But even within this mere two hundred meters, their enemies couldn't charge forward at all.
The white snake was calm and composed, closing its eyes and listening to the sound of the flute.
The fog on the mountain was so thick at this time that anything one step away was just a shadow. If it was more than two meters away, nothing could be seen at all.
So if you want to convey a message, voice is the only option.
The sharp sound of the flute could even cover the sound of gunfire and reach White Snake's ears until the little Japanese and puppet soldiers had fallen into the formation.
White Snake picked up a pair of drumsticks, turned around and beat a big drum that was bigger than the tabletop.
The big drum made a rumbling sound, like muffled thunder.
At this time, the soldiers in the eighteen formations stopped honking and firing, and it seemed as if only the sound of the drum was left in the whole world.
Logically speaking, the sound of this drum is so loud that it will definitely attract the Japanese and puppet troops in the formation.
But in fact, the drumbeats heard by the little Japanese and puppet soldiers came from all directions.
The drum sound echoed in the mountains. After many reflections, the drum sound not only intensified, but also made it impossible for the little devil to deduce the specific location of the drum sound.
Momotaro was also very surprised. He had been waiting for news at the foot of the mountain with a large group of people.
One of his infantry squadrons rushed up the mountain with a battalion of puppet troops. The fighting continued, but no news came back. Even the messenger he sent out did not return at this time.
Momotaro was a little surprised at this time, because such a heavy fog should be beneficial to his attack. Why has no news come back from his troops until now? Could it be that the messengers have lost their way?
And why did the gunfire on the mountain stop? And there was also the sound of drums?
Momotaro instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he was about to send more people to call them back.
But at this moment, the drumming suddenly stopped, followed by a series of explosions.
The soldiers threw grenades one after another, and everyone was extremely accurate.
They are very familiar with the terrain. Even in heavy fog, when they can't see anything, they can still know where the little devils are hiding.
The screams of the little Japanese and the second Japanese followed one after another. A series of explosions took away at least dozens of them.
They wanted to run away and leave, but they couldn't find the way.
If they had a clear vision, they would definitely know where the enemy's position was. But at this time, their line of sight was less than two meters, and the position was surrounded by rocks.
Under such circumstances, few Japanese or puppet soldiers would take such a path.
They first lay down on the ground to avoid the explosion, and then wandered around in the formation like scurrying ants.
At this time, the drums stopped and the bamboo flute sounded again, followed closely by the sound of machine gun fire and the screams of the Japanese and puppet troops.
Seeing this, Chen Shusheng was a little scared, because if they had encountered such a formation when they went up the mountain, they would have suffered a lot of losses.
Of course, the supervisory team was attacking at night, and the fog was not that heavy at that time. What's more, they didn't have such a formation when they went up the mountain.
He remembered that White Snake and his men repaired these formations after they went up the mountain.
So Chen Shusheng said with some curiosity: "Captain Bai, since you have such a useful formation, why haven't I seen you arrange it before?"
White Snake chuckled and said: "The tiger who descends from the mountain is unkind and unjust. It is only an expedient measure for us brothers to submit to him. So why should I help him guard Wanjialing?"
But it's different when we join the supervision team. Following the Dragon Boat Festival, our future is bright, so why not try our best? However, although this formation is strong, it can only last for about two hours. After eight o'clock in the morning, the fog will completely
Dissipate, and by that time, this formation will no longer be able to stop the enemy."
Chen Shusheng said: "It doesn't matter, two hours is enough. In this time, I will send people to reinforce the defenses on the top of the mountain again. If the little devils want to come up, then we have to see how many of them there are."
Having said that, everyone's eyes once again fell on White Snake's formation. They only hoped that this formation could eliminate more enemies within two hours.
But now it seems that although the formation can trap and kill the enemy, the lethality is not very great. Less than a thousand people of the little Japanese and puppet soldiers entered the formation, but at this time, only one-third was lost.
That's all.
In other words, the thick fog blocks not only the enemy's sight but also the sight of the soldiers in the new barracks. Although they have grown up in the mountains, they can know the approximate location of the enemy even if they can't see anything. But they only know roughly, and not
It cannot be one hundred percent accurate.
Therefore, the lethality is indeed very average. And among the indiscriminate shootings of the Japanese, the soldiers in the new barracks also suffered casualties.
More than twenty people died in the battle, and if it weren't for the thick fog and the mysterious formation of the White Snake, they probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the attack of so many Japanese and puppet troops.
Their combat effectiveness is still too weak, although most of them have held guns and are comfortable in the use of firearms.
However, their combat experience and shooting skills are simply not as good as those of the veterans who supervise the corps.
And especially their combat awareness. Many people still think that if they join the Supervision Corps, they will become the boss of the regular army.
As for fighting the Japanese, they had never had such an idea.
They are located deep in Mount Tai, and many of them are natives here. They have not experienced the cruelty of the Japs, so their hatred of the Japs is not that strong.
At this time, if we have to find a reason for them to fight hard to kill the Japs, then there is only one reason: they want to survive. If the Japs go up the mountain, then they will all die.
What's more, they were occupying the ground at this time and had not fought head-on with the Japs. Otherwise, if the Japs charged, these people would not be able to stop them!