Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

By the time Kong Jie led two battalions of soldiers to Niangziguan Village, the village had been completely controlled by the Second Battalion, and several traitors were even tied up at the entrance of the village.

It turns out there aren't many enemies here.

When the Japs saw that the train station below was under attack, they became extremely anxious. After all, the defense here is a trinity. If one part is lost, the other two will be implicated to some extent.

Let’s not talk about whether they will be held accountable by their superiors after the war. They cannot afford to bear the blame for the loss of the railway.

So when the Second Battalion came to the village, there were only five Japanese and ten puppet soldiers left to maintain law and order. Although the common people did not dare to face the brutal Japanese, there was no problem in secretly leading the Eighth Route Army.

With the help of local people, the settlement task progressed quickly. Every common person in the village is the spy of the soldiers, and these enemies have nowhere to go if they want to escape.

After dealing with the traitors, the independent group quickly gathered at the entrance of the village. They took out the ladders they had prepared and rushed towards the mountain of Niangziguan.

Although I don't know why there are no enemies in the gun tower, it is definitely right to kill him while he is sick. Sooner or later something will happen to these four scourges here.

Just as the soldiers were carrying ladders and trying to approach the mountain, the Japanese on the gate building of the pass city finally couldn't bear it any longer.

The young people first turned on the searchlights, and then the unique firing sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun came from there, mixed with the crooked handle and the 38-inch cover.

This sudden attack immediately caused several comrades to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Kong Jie had already arranged the tactics.

The first battalion was responsible for setting up ladders and blasting, while the second battalion was keeping an eye on the city walls and gun towers. A few seconds after the searchlights came on, the precision shooters and machine gunners of the second battalion began to fight back.

A dozen MAS-36s and several light machine guns opened fire at the sudden appearance of the enemy. Although it is difficult to hit the target at this distance, the quality is not enough to make up for the quantity, and soon the fire points and searchlights all become misfired.

This small amount of firepower alone could not suppress hundreds of people. The health workers quickly carried the injured soldiers back to the village for treatment, while the remaining comrades continued the unfinished work.

The scene shifted to the Niangzi Pass. When the comrades from the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region began to attack, the Japanese in the city immediately began to take action.

They climbed up the city gate building as quickly as possible and established firepower points. However, most of the defenders were taken away by the motorcycle team from Ikeda Kame City, and the remaining defense forces could play a very limited role.

What's more, they are also responsible for protecting the railway bridge on the east side of Niangziguan. The task load is no lighter than that of their colleagues at the train station. Even if they want to provide support, they are powerless.

The view from the city gate was very good, and they also had telescopes, so naturally they also saw that their comrades in the village below were ambushed. But the second lieutenant who stayed behind ordered everyone not to shoot.

This is because he considered that at that distance, except for heavy machine guns, other weapons could play a very limited role. The bullets from rifles and light machine guns drifted to nowhere, which was a waste of bullets.

But if the heavy machine gun fires now, it will expose its own firepower.

After the Eighth Route Army takes over the village, it will definitely use this place as a springboard. When they attack the pass, the heavy machine guns will be able to kill some people.

For his own life and future, this Japanese second lieutenant had no choice but to die as a fellow Taoist rather than as a poor Taoist.

But now that they are suppressed, the Japanese have absolutely no choice. Now this situation is like waiting for death. The few shooting holes are all stared at by the Eighth Route Army below, revealing a wave of bullets.

If nothing is done, they will die after the Eighth Route Army blows up the artillery towers.

At this moment, the Japanese second lieutenant heard a familiar roar. In the past, the sound of the motorcycle engine, which disturbed his rest and caused him to go insane, was now his savior.

The little devil explained the current situation to the nearby messenger, and then ordered the other party to report the current battle situation to Ikeda Kameichi.

As for why he didn't go by himself? That's not because of the traditional customs of the Army. If you go there in person now, you will definitely get slapped.

Things didn't develop as expected. The messenger followed the voice and found his lieutenant. From a distance, he saw the other party running wildly with his command knife in hand, his eyes red.

This made him feel a little scared, after all, he was the one who reported the previous news.

After seeing the messenger, Ikeda Kameichi stopped immediately.

"Report to the squadron leader! We are now being attacked by the Eighth Route Army! The garrison on the mountainside has been wiped out. The station at the foot of the mountain has temporarily delayed the enemy's attack."

"According to Second Lieutenant Changdao's judgment, our unit is facing an attack by a regiment of the Eighth Route Army! At present, no enemy has been found to carry any heavy weapons."

When he heard this, the Japs face turned the color of pig liver. Especially when he heard about the enemy's strength, it seemed as if the messenger in front of him was silently laughing at him.

Fortunately, he still has some energy to cultivate his energy, but unfortunately not much. He first divided his Japs into two parts, sending the larger group to the four gun towers and the smaller group to the city gate tower.

When he saw that the messenger in front of him did not make any move, Kameichi Ikeda slapped him directly in the face.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you know that the enemy is attacking? If you stay in a daze, the enemy will put a bayonet in your face!"

After being knocked down, the messenger covered his face with some grievance. He now wants to stab the other person to death with a knife. He had obviously told the other person what happened at the beginning.

But thinking of the local mothers and wives, they finally lost the courage to resist and could only stumble towards the city gate like a walking zombie.

After the large army returned, the four gun towers and the defenders on the city gate formed a linkage.

In the dark night, under the vision provided by the flares, the firepower of more than a dozen machine guns intertwined to form a fire network.

The independent regiment's casualties began to increase, but they were still acceptable for the time being. Even elite Japs veterans can hardly guarantee their hit rate at this distance.

After retreating to the village for the time being, the first battalion commander was a little downcast. He was complaining that he did not seize the opportunity. If he could climb up the mountain with the enemy's fire in the first place, he would have blown up at least two bunkers by now.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, so he walked up to Kong Jie and said seriously:

"Captain, let me lead my comrades and charge again! This time our battalion is guaranteed to take down the Japanese gun towers!"

Although the casualties of the soldiers made Kong Jie feel a little distressed, Ci Bu was not in charge of the troops. The two sides were still fighting. Even if he wanted to be sad, he would have to wait until the battle was over.

Looking at his subordinates who came to him to ask for a fight, Kong Jie first asked him to sit on the ground and calm down.

During the war, being too aggressive will cause the troops to disorganize themselves. At that time, it will be a trivial matter to affect the attack efficiency. The most serious consequence is that the enemy will find opportunities to take advantage of it and increase casualties.

He looked at his first battalion commander and said:

"Do you still remember why our regiment took the initiative to take over this feint attack mission? Did you forget what the brigade commander gave us before leaving?"

"What age are you in! Still using ladders to attack the city!"

Having said this, Kong Jie stood up suddenly and looked at the Second Battalion not far away. Before the first battalion commander could recover, he shouted:

"Second Battalion Commander! Where's your damn infantry artillery! Pull me up!

"I want to see if you can do it! Hit me! Aim directly! Damn it!"

The Eighth Route Army has few opportunities to attack county towns, and the few times it has so far been under the direct command of the division headquarters. Kong Jie had no such experience before, so the independent regiment lacked experience in this critical task.

The ability to attack city gate towers and turrets on mountains is also very limited. As a result, the troops suffered casualties of less than 100 people in the first wave of attack.

But Kong Jie is just upright, not stupid. Now that a tough nut has appeared, we must take out the enhanced version of the Type 92 infantry gun for combat.

The reason why it was not used at the beginning was because the brigade commander only gave twenty rounds of artillery shells, and each round must be used in a key place. There must be no one in the Japanese artillery tower at that time, so using explosive packs was the best option.

Although the Independent Regiment is relatively wealthy now, it is not to the extent that such heavy weapons can be used casually.

Moreover, this is the only long-range attack weapon in the group. If the anger is exposed in advance, the enemy will definitely find a way to destroy it.

After receiving the order, the second battalion commander immediately called in his artillery platoon, and the artillery team began to assemble the cannon on the spot. These professional fighters are much faster than the workers in the logistics department and can be launched in a few minutes.

After seeing that the enhanced version of the Type 92 infantry gun was ready, Kong Jie pointed at the leftmost turret with his big blade and shouted:

"Quick! Put it on me and hit me! Hit me hard!"

With a deafening sound, a large gap was opened in the second turret on the left side of the mountain. Moreover, this shell seemed to have hit the Japanese ammunition depot, causing a series of explosions.

Although it was not the intended target, it still severely damaged the Japanese artillery tower. Looking at this situation, the enemy over there will definitely be incapable of fighting in a short time.

The second battalion commander slapped the artilleryman on the back. This was also the first time he commanded the cannon in combat, and he actually achieved such great results.

"You're really good at it. You don't show off your skills at ordinary times, but you hit hard every time you strike! Quick! Keep fighting! There are still four targets left."

Being praised like this by his superior, the artilleryman felt confident. Although he was aiming at a different target than he was hitting, it seemed that the correct usage of the cannon had been discovered.

Ikeda Kameichi on the city gate was now greatly shocked. This move of the Eighth Route Army completely surprised him. He was very satisfied with the original stalemate situation between the two sides. After all, Niangziguan was on the railway line, and reinforcements would definitely be faster than the enemy.

But now their squadron has become the enemy's meal, and the only solid fortifications they can rely on no longer work.

The enhanced version of the Type 92 infantry gun can fire up to 8 rounds per minute. At the cost of 7 rounds, the Independent Regiment successfully tore through the Japanese defense line, and everyone poured into Niangziguan.

The bugler stood on a slope and blew the charge bugle for attack. This time no enemy could hit him.

The enemy's sporadic resistance had no effect. In just ten minutes, the enemies in the pass were cleared by the soldiers of the independent regiment.

The whole battle lasted less than thirty minutes, and a soldier from the third battalion planted the victory flag on the city gate of Niangziguan.

The compatriots who had lived under the iron heel of the Japanese for nearly three years were so excited that they shed tears when they saw the flag of the Eighth Route Army flying high at the critical moment.

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