Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Under the fierce attack of the New Second Regiment and the 772nd Regiment, the panicked Japanese retreated step by step. Some people even turned around and fled to Lujiazhuang, completely disrupting the formation that was barely maintained.

Exposing your back to the enemy in battle is a taboo and a fatal danger. Doing so will only make you a living target. Unfortunately, these daily logistics personnel who are usually poorly trained do not understand this.

Facing nearly 2,000 well-trained Eighth Route Army soldiers, they can only barely survive by cutting off their tails. The little Japanese soldiers wished they had more legs at this time, and each of them ran like a wild dog.

After getting rid of the last threatening grenade launcher, Zhao Gang carried the Mosin-Nagant on his shoulders. In this battle, he killed seven Japanese soldiers.

After scanning the chaotic battlefield, he stopped charging and shouted to the soldiers of the New Second Regiment around him:

"Just drive the devils into the village! Don't push the enemy too hard, don't chase the desperate enemy! Everyone, don't go into Lujiazhuang!"

"Zhang Dabiao! Don't rush too fast! The assault team will be out of touch with the main force!"

Due to the distance, the pursuit did not last long. After leaving more than 700 bodies, the devils returned to the village with a somewhat complicated layout in a dusty face.

After all the soldiers gathered in a safe place, the two regiment commanders came to a bunker 700 meters away from Lujiazhuang from the original battlefield command post.

This position is beyond the range of all the devil's weapons and is absolutely safe.

Seeing that his tactics were perfectly executed, Li Yunlong took out a broken fan that he found from nowhere and fanned it in a very pretentious way.

"Blind Cheng, although I am no longer your old squad leader, I still have to nag you about some things. You can't fight with all your might, and your 772nd Regiment just won't adapt."

"You should learn from me what it means to treat the disease properly. The current situation of the Japanese is called all these six things, which are not disasters from heaven and earth, but the fault of the generals."

Just when Li Yunlong was getting ready, Political Commissar Zhao came back from the front line after integrating the troops.

Originally, he wanted to discuss the specific arrangements for the next attack with the two regiment commanders, but when he came back, he heard his partner showing off his new knowledge.

It would be fine if everything was correct, but he was obviously only half-baked and had to show it off, which made him instantly frown.

"I say, Lao Li, are you eager to let everyone know that you have been reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms and The Art of War for a few days?"

"What you just said is only the second half of the sentence. Do you know what the first half is? If you have that spare time, you might as well calm down and think more about how to fight next, instead of pretending to be Zhuge Liang."

Captain Li, who was interrupted from casting a spell, was not embarrassed. He smiled cheekily and answered very simply:

"I don't know. I am a two-handed knife who has changed my career halfway, and I am definitely far behind you, Lao Zhao."

"But Zhao Junshi, I wonder if you have any brilliant ideas to reduce the losses of the troops in the next street battle."

Blind Cheng was originally in the front row, watching the two people in front of him quarreling, and he wanted to take out a handful of peanuts. I have known Li Yunlong for so long, but this is the first time I have seen a political commissar make him lose face.

But when it comes to business, he controlled his expression and stepped forward to participate in the discussion. After all, their 772nd Regiment was stumped by this problem before.

Originally, Li Yunlong was just joking, but he didn't expect that the other party really came up with a solution.

Zhao Gang was indeed participating in a large-scale battle for the first time, but he had read a lot of books and had a rich tactical reserve, and he had seen a lot of similar tactical examples. In a sense, the two supervisors of the New Second Regiment had a lot of tricks for fighting.

Political Commissar Zhao closed his eyes and felt the wind direction, and then said to everyone present:

"Napoleon said that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Judging from the current weather and wind direction, the best method is of course fire attack."

"The strength of our two regiments is more than enough to surround Lujiazhuang. There is no need to be humane with the devils. Just set fire and it's over."

After hearing this tactic, Li Yunlong and Cheng Xiazi were a little ashamed.

Originally, one of them wanted to advance steadily and step by step, and the other planned to use mortars and grenade launchers to open the way. But now compared with Zhao Gang's tactics, it is completely a small witch meeting a big witch.

The two of them raised their thumbs at the same time to show their agreement, and silently said in their hearts: "The intellectuals are really vicious, never mess with this person in the future."

The rest of the story is not very exciting, and the devils have no chance to resist at all.

Because Lujiazhuang is close to the mountains and forests, most of the houses in the village are made of wood. In addition, the devils need fuel to cook, resulting in firewood piles in almost every household here.

The soldiers used the cover of the night to crawl to a safe position, lit torches one by one and threw them in front of the house. There are no civilians here, and there is no psychological burden to set fire.

After dozens of minutes, the fire burned more and more vigorously with the wind.

In the double torture of thick smoke and fire, the devils finally gave up and ran out of the house.

These little days in charge of logistics do not have the will of the bear soldiers in "Stalingrad", and they have no courage to fight the enemy even if they are on fire.

Naturally, the Eighth Route Army soldiers waiting outside would not be polite to these Japanese who dared to escape from Lujiazhuang. The barrage of rifles and light machine guns directly helped them return to the sea of ​​​​fire and be cremated.

With the blessing of the northwest wind, the ashes of these beasts were blown away without any chance of polluting the environment.

At the same time, the engineers sent by Cheng Xiazi along the Yuci line also successfully completed their mission.

Under the cover of two companies of soldiers, they successively blew up six railway bridges from Lujiazhuang to Yuci, dismantled all the rails, put up sleepers and burned them.

After all the Japanese were burned cleanly, the 772nd Regiment and the New Second Regiment used the small river south of the village to put out the fire. The wind was a bit strong in the second half of the night, and the fire was likely to burn into the mountains.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers destroyed all facilities such as the water supply room, boardwalk room, and signal lights in the station. Zhang Dabiao also found an unexpected harvest in the ammunition depot, where there were a large number of weapons and ammunition.

These include Arisaka rifle bullets, melon grenades, grenade-specific grenades, etc. If these supplies were kept in the past, Cheng Xiazi and Li Yunlong would have been fighting over each other.

But now both of their regiments have changed their equipment to a good degree. Except for some new recruits, few soldiers are still using Japanese weapons.

However, the two regiment leaders still discussed and divided the weapons and ammunition equally. Even if your own regiment doesn't need it, you can still take it back to the base area and distribute it to local troops. It would be a pity to blow it up.

Just as the two regiment commanders were counting ammunition losses and casualties, the portable phones they carried suddenly rang at the same time.

Along with the heartbreaking male voice, Li Yunlong also heard the panting of the war horse, and the sound was gradually becoming clearer.

"All channel calls! All channel calls! This is Yangquan Shinao Mountain. Please come to reinforcements from all friendly forces with spare capacity!"

"A tribute to my favorite full-band jammer"

This request for help lasted for a full five minutes and seemed to be beyond the reception range.