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After breaking through the Eighth Route Army's blockade, Captain Furukawa breathed a sigh of relief, ordered a short rest, and had breakfast.

After resting for 40 minutes and dealing with the wounded and weapons, the gendarmerie continued to move forward.

After walking for three miles, the unlucky soldier stepped on a landmine again.

The mine exploded in the crowd, knocking over seven soldiers.

The company lying in ambush nearby took the opportunity to shoot at the Japanese, still with dozens of rifles, causing some chaos.

Several veteran soldiers with good shooting skills were holding Type 38 rifles and they killed one Japanese soldier with each shot.

The rest of the men felt that the distance was too far and firing would be a waste of bullets, so they simply waited for the enemy to get closer.

The gendarmerie, which had just finished its rest, was once again ambushed.

The pressure of the sniper was a little greater this time, and they repelled Furukawa's attacks several times in succession. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that all the snipers were "eliminated".

Ichiro Ono stood on the top of the mountain, listening to the gunshots coming from a distance.

Pacing back and forth worriedly.

Later, they received reassuring news that the gendarmerie had once again eliminated the blocking forces and were marching at full speed towards Wangmu Mountain.

It is less than 10 miles away and you can reach the foot of Wangmu Mountain in half an hour.

Hurry up, I'm so thirsty.

Swallowing saliva repeatedly only makes you more thirsty.

The vegetables stored here have been eaten up, and the remaining white flour and rice cannot be eaten raw.

You can't cook with urine?

The soldiers were hungry and thirsty as they stayed in the bunker, their hands on the machine guns.

The wait is always long, and every minute and every second seems redundant.

As for Captain Furukawa, after finishing the second battle, he did not take time to rest and continued to advance towards Wanjia Town.

There were only 10 miles left to go, and we would soon reach our destination by forced march.

Zhang Dabiao led the comrades of the first battalion to block the last line of defense. The front was just a small fight, and they were delaying time according to the intention of Captain Ding.

It is now past three in the afternoon, and the sun has moved a lot to the west.

Play steadily and endure for another day.

The Japanese gendarmerie rushed over in a hurry, and there was still a muffled sound of a landmine, which disturbed the marching team.

Is it not over yet?

Will this resistance never be resolved?

The Japanese soldiers in the gendarmerie were exhausted both physically and mentally. In panic, three light machine guns fired, and the bullets whizzed and hit the Japanese soldiers.

Having just experienced a battle and before having time to rest, we encountered another ambush.

Bullets were fired continuously at the Japanese, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the mines to inflict heavy damage.

Furukawa lay on the ground, carefully watching the firing point, thinking that this was the last group of ambushing soldiers, with only more than a hundred people.

The Eighth Route Army had little ammunition and the battle could not last long.

Ichiro Ono, who was guarding the Wangmu Mountain, could not stay there any longer. Since this was the last group of the Eighth Route Army blocking their way, the defenders on the mountain came over to attack them together.

He still had 200 soldiers under his command, and they all came out of the bunker and went down the mountain road.

As soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we encountered fierce resistance.

The two platoons of soldiers ambushed here attacked the Japanese fiercely.

The distinctive sound of the water-breathing rifle echoed through the mountains.

This group of veterans had high shooting skills. They were armed with good captured guns and used the cover to occupy advantageous shooting positions. They blocked the way down the mountain and made it difficult for the Japanese to advance.

Many Japanese soldiers were shot and rolled down the hillside.

Grenade launchers and light and heavy machine guns fired at the foot of the mountain, but the damage caused was limited due to the cover of the rocks.

The intersection going down the mountain is very small, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

It is difficult to attack from the bottom of the mountain, but it is also difficult to come down from the top of the mountain.

Caught in a dilemma.

Ichiro Ono listened to the gunshots in the distance and after thinking about it, he decided to endure it. Reinforcements would be here soon, so there was no need to fight to the death.

Because reinforcements were on the way, he no longer had the idea of ​​fighting to the death.

The Japs retreated back to the bunker on the mountain.

The gendarmerie was stuck in a tough offensive battle.

The attack was so fierce that dozens of guns fired and repelled the offensive.

The attack slowed down, and there were only three or five guns aiming here and there and performing long-range sniping.

After fighting for a while, Furukawa figured out something was wrong.

Are these guys stalling for time?

What's the point of procrastinating?

Captain Furukawa, who had no shortage of food or water, could never have imagined the situation of Ichiro Ono in the mountain. He was almost dying of thirst.

The water supply has been cut off since yesterday morning, and I haven't had any water for a day and a night.

If you have not experienced the suffering of others, you will not know how difficult the situation in the mountains is.

As it was getting dark again, Ichiro Ono had to urge them by telegram, which he sent to the Taiyuan headquarters, explaining the key points.

[Wangmu Mountain is being besieged by the Eight Route Army and has been without water for two days. We need troops to arrive quickly to resolve the crisis! ]

Telegraph time, 5:40 P.M.

Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka, commander of the First Army, was greatly alarmed as he had not been informed of this matter in advance.

Major Furukawa of the Fucheng Gendarmerie has led troops to provide assistance, and is only 10 miles away from Wangmu Mountain.

Major Furukawa replied that the enemy was resisting stubbornly and our troops had broken through two lines of defense, so Mashan could relieve the danger of Wangmu Mountain.

Captain Furukawa's judgment came from the current blocking situation.

The gunfire from the Eighth Route Army was becoming less and less frequent, which meant that their ammunition was almost used up.

After two more feint attacks, we can then kill them on a large scale.

The gendarmerie has lost 200 soldiers, but still has more than 500 combat-ready soldiers. They will definitely be able to break through the defense line and reach Wangmu Mountain.

After getting the message across and confirming that no additional military support was needed, Yoshio Shinozuka sent the telegram down.

Just wait for two hours and wait for Major Furukawa to break through the last line of defense.

Ichiro Ono had a bad feeling in his heart, wondering whether this guy Furukawa was reliable or not.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, they said they were 10 miles away.

It's now night and we are still 10 miles away.

The Japs on the mountain can only drink urine.

In Wanjia Town, where the headquarters of the New 1st Regiment is located, Ding Wei did not receive any emergency message from Zhang Dabiao.

This shows that the blocking at the front line was more than enough. With a battalion of troops, they took turns blocking the Japanese gendarmerie and fought relatively easily.

The three interceptions brought Captain Ding considerable gains.

The system space also became unusually spacious. Every time a Japanese soldier was killed, the space expanded by 1 cubic meter.

And the reward for the sniper attack is now lying quietly inside.

41 water-loading rifles, 30 Type 72 rifles, 1 Hanyang rifles, 3 DP light machine gun, Type light machine guns,

1.4 rifle bullets, 2 machine gun bullets, 25 boxes of grenades (30 rounds/box), 3 boxes of mortar shells, and 40 mines.

All these weapons and ammunition were more than enough to re-equip a battalion, including 143 intact rifles, 4 light machine guns, and tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition.

It only costs a little bit of our family money to fight against the enemy, but what does it matter?

Ding Wei immediately looked wealthy and powerful.

Looking at the sky, the comrades had been fighting a frustrating blocking battle all day. Now it was time for the New 1st Regiment to take the initiative in the attack.

He stood up from the table and slammed it:

"Old Zhong, you personally lead the brothers of the Second Battalion to encircle them from the flank and cut off the enemy's retreat."

"Inform the commander of the first battalion, Zhang Dabiao, that there is no need to hide your strength. Fight with all your might and wipe out this group of military police."

"Call Wang Chengzhu over here and bring the mortars to help the first battalion counterattack. As soon as the cannon sounds, rush forward and fight."