Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Faced with Cheng Xiazi's inquiry, Li Yunlong did not deliberately titillate.

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing his big white teeth, and his trademark laughter echoed in the temporary command headquarters of 772.

"You kid is really getting better and better as you live. Under normal circumstances, if you lead a thousand people to fight against a Japanese brigade for more than an hour, don't you know how many casualties your side will suffer?"

"Your army now has less than 200 wounded soldiers. Apart from the bonus of the trenches, haven't you ever thought about why the defense is so smooth?"

After saying this, Li Yunlong waited for a short while and decided to give the other party some time to think.

But half a minute passed, and the two people in front of him still didn't see the essence of the matter, which made Captain Li shake his head helplessly.

After the observation just now, he believed that there must be something wrong with the little Japs who came to Lujiazhuang for support.

Judging from the experience of these years of fighting, even if the Japanese are surrounded by the Eighth Route Army that is several times larger than themselves, these brainwashed little people dare to launch a long live charge.

Moreover, the entire North China Front has a complete communication system. The moment it is attacked, the Japanese will definitely contact the surrounding friendly forces as soon as possible.

When all the surrounding strongholds cannot be contacted, even a pig should understand that the Eighth Route Army must have launched an attack on all fronts, and there will definitely be no support from the side within a short period of time.

As the initiator of the attack, the Eighth Route Army must have a detailed plan. For strongholds like Lujiazhuang that have not yet been captured, support will definitely come.

If you cannot occupy a favorable terrain before this, it will be no different from chronic suicide.

After all, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side could just rely on the trenches of the Lujiazhuang position to get stuck in their hearts like a nail.

If there are other reinforcements, the only thing waiting for the Japanese is death.

But the Japanese did not attack fiercely, and the battle developed into a stalemate between the two sides.

The truth of the matter is obvious at this moment. Although the number of enemies is large, their quality must be problematic. Li Yunlong dared to pat his chest and guarantee that the kid opposite him must have a silver-like pewter spear head.

After expressing their opinions, both Cheng Xiazi and the chief of staff of the 772nd Regiment showed expressions of sudden realization.

This matter is actually not very complicated, but the two of them are fans of the authorities. Now that Li Yunlong, a bystander, had awakened them, they immediately realized that the enemy was a powerful person.

Thinking of the time he wasted, Cheng Xiazi clenched his fists in frustration.

"Damn, you really fooled the little devil. If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone back to defend. I should have tested the enemy's strength first, otherwise the battle would have been over long ago."

Looking at his old comrade who suddenly understood, Li Yunlong smiled and waved his hand.

"Okay, stop bitching here. With the help of our new second regiment, the casualties of the soldiers will be smaller."

"It's not like you haven't seen the map of Lujiazhuang. Just because your soldiers are fighting street battles with the Japanese, this village will turn into a millstone of flesh and blood."

After analyzing the actual combat effectiveness of the Japanese garrison, the next task for the three people was to discuss a tactic that combined speed and reduced casualties.

After all, Lu Bu, the famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, once said: "Even if there are more than a thousand pigs, it will take a while to catch them."

"Wang Ywu: I don't have this line yet."

Cheng Xiazi and his chief of staff were prepared to fight steadily. They even wanted to set up a pocket formation first, and then use a move to retreat and lure the enemy deeper.

Although this move was in line with our army's tactical style, Li Yunlong raised objections after considering the time cost.

Now the 1,000 men of the 772nd Regiment alone can gain a huge advantage in the battle against the Japanese. If more than a thousand soldiers from the second regiment were added at this time, it would be a quantitative change leading to a qualitative change.

Obviously, this proposal got through to Blind Cheng. After all, he still had to buy time for the subsequent sabotage work, not to mention that there was no commander who didn't like to use his power to overwhelm others.

However, as a professional, he still decided to play some tricks, such as asking the soldiers in the trenches to gradually weaken their firepower, creating the illusion of insufficient ammunition.

Use the enemy's inertial thinking to lure the snake out of its hole and lure the enemy to attack.

After discussing the strategy of fighting, Li Yunlong immediately returned to his troops.

Next, the soldiers of the New Second Regiment will use the cover of darkness to move towards the position where the five companies of the 772nd Regiment set out, where they will wait for the enemy to take the bait.

The perspective returns to Lujiazhuang, to the headquarters of Yoshioka Squadron.

At this moment, Yoshioka also had mixed feelings in his heart. He looked helplessly at the major beside him, as if he felt unspeakable pain.

Originally, we were defeated steadily by the sudden attack of the Eighth Route Army, and almost all of our troops were shattered. The sudden appearance of the military column gave their squadron the courage to persevere, especially since the reinforcements were the size of a large brigade.

At that time, Yoshioka almost cried with excitement. After all, his life was saved, and he didn't even have to lose the stronghold he was responsible for defending.

But he soon realized what it meant that the joys and sorrows of life really came too quickly.

Reinforcements with high hopes soon appeared in front of Yoshioka Yaichi, but unexpectedly they turned out to be a bunch of non-combatants in charge of logistics, and most of them were injured.

Locusts above, why are the logistics staff still injured to the point of retirement? However, he knew that the combat effectiveness of these people was probably not as good as that of the Imperial Association Army, which could only fight with the wind.

The most painful thing is that the leader of these logistics troops is actually a major. Even if the other party is not in combat order, his military rank is actually two levels higher than his own.

What's more, the other party has more people than he does. If he insists on being serious, he has to hand over the command of this battle.

But when God closes a door for him, he will also open a window for him.

This major, named Onoda Keita, knew what was going on and handed over the command of the troops as soon as he participated in the battle.

Unsurprisingly, these logistics personnel who have not experienced systematic training can play a very impressive role. When fighting a war, they are limited to pulling the trigger and shooting.

As for the hit rate, it naturally depends on the blessing of the locust.

Even Yoshioka felt that if his own squadron members were not in the middle to control the overall situation, his side would most definitely be in a rout.

All his conscience, he wished he could turn these people into baggage troops. They are also in charge of army logistics, but their combat effectiveness is so different.

Fortunately, the first wave of attacks commanded by Yoshioka Yaichi was very energetic, and the attacking Eighth Route Army was also frightened by them. The enemy even abandoned some of the areas they had occupied and gradually retreated into the trenches.

The current situation has turned into a tug-of-war, with the competition being about the willpower of the soldiers on both sides and the reserves of weapons and ammunition.

Although these logistics personnel are not good at fighting, they have good willpower. They are all people who have been successfully brainwashed by Bushido. Coupled with the sufficient ammunition reserves in the stronghold as a basis, Yoshioka even began to plan a counterattack.

This is not blind confidence, but the confidence given to him by local industry. The Eighth Route Army's offensive firepower was indeed very fierce, and they even had powerful weapons such as the Type 92 infantry cannon.

It's a pity that the industrial level of the Republic of China is so pitiful that it makes people laugh. The weapons of the Eighth Route Army are just rootless water. With this intensity, they will soon run out of ammunition.

Only four hours had passed, and the scene Yoshioka had expected appeared.

The gunfire in the trench opposite had begun to become sparse, and all the light and heavy machine guns turned into short bursts of fire. In the attack just organized, the enemy did not provide artillery support to the forward positions.

This situation made Yoshioka Yaichi and Onoda Keita ecstatic, and the time to counterattack finally came.

The two old devils looked at each other, and they both saw one thing in their eyes, which was to cooperate with each other to take down the main force of the Eighth Route Army.

For Yaichi Yoshioka, life in this station is pretty good.

On weekdays, he eats and drinks, and is even elected as the leader of several strongholds. But he has his own ambitions. If he has the opportunity to become a captain, he will be qualified to move closer to the middle level of his younger brother's country.

Onoda Keita also had a similar idea. If he returned to his country, he would have nothing. A life of losing everything is not what he wants. After all, it is difficult to transition from luxury to frugality.

If he can defeat the invading enemy here, he will most likely be transferred to the reserve force, or even as a lieutenant commander.

The two people with evil intentions hit it off immediately, and Yoshioka was the first to speak out his thoughts:

"Ono-san, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is most likely out of ammunition. Why don't we send the wounded up there to test the reality? Even if those trashes die, it won't affect our strength."

Facing this proposal, Onoda Keita nodded in agreement. If you can contribute to your own career, what does the life of your subordinates matter?

What's more, these old, weak, sick and disabled people will not get any decent treatment even if they return home successfully. Instead of dying a meaningless and painful death at home, it's better to use some of your remaining energy here.

"Yo Xi! Yoshioka-kun's idea is very correct. The honor of a warrior is to die on the battlefield. I think even His Majesty Tian Locust will be very pleased if he knows about this."

Under the arrangement of the two old devils, the wounded soldiers of the three detachments moved towards the position of the 772nd Regiment with only 38 large caps.

Second Battalion Commander Huang Yourong frowned when he saw this act of committing suicide.

Although he knew that Japs were not human beings, and this was not the first time he had seen this kind of thing, it still made him feel very disgusted every time.

The communications troops in the regiment have just sent the combat order. Showing weakness and luring the enemy is a traditional skill of the army. He immediately said to his comrades in the trenches:

"Notice, no one is allowed to shoot within fifty meters! If they find that the Japanese do not have melon grenades, they are allowed to rush to a distance of thirty meters."

"Our task now is to deceive the Japanese! How we fought when we were poor before, we will fight now!"

With Huang Yourong's acquiescence, several Japanese soldiers slowly moved towards the trench in the dark.

They originally thought that they would die soon under the gunfire of the Eighth Route Army, but no gunfire rang out after they had been lying on the ground for a long time. This made them begin to imagine that the enemy had left under the cover of night.

But good luck does not favor beasts, and the enemy's wounded soldiers have reached their end. A 7.5mm pointed bullet penetrated the butt curtain and entered his head.

The little devil just grunted and fell motionless to the ground, frightening several people around him and running in the direction of Lujiazhuang in a panic. But how could human legs be faster than bullets?

Although the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment need to cooperate with the Japs in acting, it does not mean that they cannot fight accurately. Several bullets were fired sparsely from different locations, sending them seeing the locusts.

With the help of firelight and telescopes, this scene was clearly seen by Yoshioka Yaichi and Onoda Keita. They saw with their own eyes the entire process of the death of these three detachments.

The Eighth Route Army's style of play made the two of them miss it very much.

How could the poor man afford the tactic of relying on artillery to suppress the enemy as soon as possible to achieve infantry and artillery coordination?

This further strengthened their determination to launch a general offensive. As long as they could recapture the trenches, they were confident that they could withstand five times the number of enemies.

Thinking of this, the two men immediately ordered their adjutants to organize the attacking troops. In order to achieve the desired results in one go, Yoshioka also spent a lot of money.

He mobilized the few remaining sergeants and asked two sergeants to set up a temporary death squad with a small number of wounded.

In the plan, these Japs would be mixed in with the stormtroopers. The mission is to find an opportunity to use the Molotov cocktail in hand to deliver a fatal blow to the Eighth Route Army in the trenches.

Looking at the prepared soldiers, Yoshioka also picked up the Zhuangxing wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp. Then he pulled out his command sword and shouted at the old, weak, sick and disabled:

"Tiannoheika, Sakazai"

Upon hearing these words, all the Japanese soldiers subconsciously launched a pig-like charge towards the position of the 772nd Regiment in the distance. During most of these days, I didn’t even know what the skirmish line was, and I just ran forward blindly following my teammates in front of me.

In order to cover these people, the Japanese artillerymen in Lujiazhuang also moved out the only two mortars.

Seeing that the enemy finally took the bait, Cheng Xiazi shook his fist excitedly. At this time, the artillery of the two regiments was under his unified command, and he would wait until the Japs' position was deep enough.

He immediately ordered the artillery to attack the charging enemy, and mortars of two calibers poured out their accumulated fury towards the small day.

Li Yunlong, who was striving for a quick victory, directly pressed on the entire regiment except the cavalry company. As soon as he made a move, the warrior groups on both sides attacked.

At this time, the Japanese knew that they were ambushed, and these trapped beasts made a final struggle.

The machine gunners and grenadier soldiers originally belonging to the Yoshioka Squadron began to counterattack on the spot, and their current position was within the range of the weapons.

However, the firepower of several crooked guns and grenades was seriously insufficient, and several tentative counterattacks failed to achieve any effective results.

In order to prevent being targeted by the Eighth Route Army's precision shooters, they had to move every once in a while, which made the already poor firepower even worse.

But facts have proven that once you are targeted by a sharpshooter, it is useless no matter how fast you run.

In the position to the north of the New Second Regiment, Zhao Gang followed Zhang Dabiao's commando team closely. Originally, Li Yunlong wanted to follow him in person. After all, he had not been on the battlefield for a while.

But Zhao Gang used the excuse that the regiment leader needed to take command, and used the title of brigade commander to suppress his partner.

At this time, the political commissar with abundant military virtue quickly switched from a moving state to a static state. While adjusting his breathing, he raised the Mosin Nagant in his hand and shot a Japanese machine gunner cleanly.

Wang Xikui on the side was not bad either. He shot almost at the same time as his political commissar and shot the death squad member holding a Molotov cocktail. The raging fire illuminated the surrounding area, providing the soldiers with a shooting field of view!

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