Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"Captain! The devils are coming!"

"Should we fight or not?"

Xu Hu lay beside Zhou Weiguo, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, and said.

"Have Captain Fang and his men withdrawn?"

Zhou Weiguo asked.

"Retreat. According to the time, Captain Fang and his men should be 30 kilometers away from us..."

Xu Hu smiled and said.

"Then don't worry, let's wait another half an hour. The regiment should be more than ten kilometers away from Liujiazhuang. We can fight then!"

"Remember, just retreat, don't try to be a hero!"

"We will withdraw when the enemy's shelling ends!"

"When acting, you have to act more realistically, otherwise the devils will easily become suspicious!"

Zhou Weiguo was lying in the grass nest, his head resting on his arms, and said.

Lin Tian asked Zhou Weiguo to leave two battalions behind to act out a show with the Japanese.

However, Zhou Weiguo, as the head of the regiment and the commander-in-chief on the front line, chose to stay with his team.

It was not for any other reason, but to better complete the task assigned by Lin Tian, ​​and also because he was worried that the soldiers would not be able to grasp the timing of retreat, resulting in unnecessary casualties.

Anyway, the fortifications were being built, and Zhou Weiguo could rest assured.

Forty minutes later...

The vanguard of the Japanese 36th Division - a brigade of troops has appeared in Xu Hu's field of vision.

The soldiers were all nervous at this time and held their guns tightly.

They wanted to kill the Japs when they saw them.

Now they are asked to fire a few shots and then pretend to retreat, which makes the soldiers feel itchy.

There were more than 8,000 Japanese soldiers walking towards him in a dense crowd.

Although they only had two battalions with more than 700 people.

But the soldiers were confident that as long as they caught the Japanese off guard, they could kill at least 2000 of them with the firepower they had.

But their regiment commander ordered them to pretend to be as poor as before and shoot at the Japs.

In other words, artillery cannot be used, machine guns cannot be built at will, and even the Type 56 semi-automatic rifles in hand have to fire one shot every few seconds.

How can the soldiers not feel itchy?

But Zhou Weiguo also had his own considerations for doing so.

In the eyes of the Japanese, they were just a group of local rioters.

The gun in his hand was similar to a fire stick.

If they attack too hard, the Japanese will definitely be cautious.

It’s better to pretend to be poor so that the Japanese will be careless and take the enemy lightly and advance rashly.

Lin Tian has already selected a cemetery for the 36th Division in Liujiashan.

Wait until we get to Liujiashan and then let go and fight.

"Yoshi! Our locust army has advanced more than 200 kilometers, but we haven't seen a single Eighth Route Army soldier. It seems like the Eighth Route Army has already fled in fear!"

"We continue to advance, find the enemy's main force, and annihilate them!"

The commander of the 15th Brigade, Inoue Gojiro, said with a smile.

In his eyes, the Eighth Route Army was just a mob.

Their heroic Imperial Locust Army must have been careless, which is why they were killed by the Eighth Route Army.

The 15th Brigade was still advancing in the direction of Zhou Weiguo.

800 meters...

500 meters...

300 meters...

"beat!"

Zhou Weiguo fired the first shot and killed a Japanese major in front of him with one shot.

"Da da da……"

"Bang... bang..."

The sparse firepower was like a low-quality firecracker, weak and wilting.

But the soldiers' shooting skills were still very accurate.

With one operation, more than 50 Japanese devils were killed.

"Bagya Road!"

"How dare the Tubalu ambush the Locust Army!"

"Dead!"

"Bombardment! Bombardment!"

"Prepare to charge!"

The brigade commander Gojiro Yamaguchi was panicked and quickly jumped off his horse, drew his command sword, and shouted to fight back.

The artillery battalion's three Type 3 infantry guns, four Type 4 mountain guns, and 15 mortars were ready for shelling.

"fire!"

"fire!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

Gojiro Yamaguchi waved his command knife and shouted hysterically.

"Dong dong dong..."

All the artillery pieces of the running brigade opened fire at the same time, and the shells whizzed down onto Zhou Weiguo's position.

"hidden!"

"hidden!"

"Retreat to the reverse slope!"

Zhou Weiguo shouted.

Half an hour later, the Japanese shelling finally ended.

"Hahaha, Yoshi!"

"The enemy must have suffered heavy casualties!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

Yamaguchi Gojiro shouted.

Then a battalion of Japanese infantrymen shouted excitedly and rushed towards the Eighth Route Army's position with bayonets in hand.

"Hahaha, the Eighth Route Army didn't even fight back. They must be scared out of their wits!"

"No, they must have been all killed by the locust army's artillery fire!"

"Hahaha, the locust army is mighty!"

The charging Japanese soldiers rushed forward cautiously at first, but there was no counterattack from the Eighth Route Army.

I immediately realized that all the Eighth Route Army soldiers must have been killed.

At this moment, everyone rushed up excitedly.

But when they arrived at the position, they were dumbfounded.

What about people?

Why isn't there a single body?

"Oh no! The Eighth Route Army escaped!"

A few Japanese soldiers had sharp eyes and saw the Eighth Route Army fleeing in panic a few hundred meters ahead, and shouted loudly.

"Damn it! He was actually scared away!"

"Chase me!"

"They must be going to join the main force! Chase them!"

When Yamaguchi Gojiro heard the report from his subordinates, his eyes were filled with excitement.

The locust army's fighting power is indeed strong.

He then ordered his troops to continue the pursuit.

Zhou Weiguo looked back at the Japanese from time to time, and saw a dense crowd of Japanese soldiers chasing him frantically with guns in hand.

Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Chase me, chase me, and when you catch up with me, I will treat you to a good meal!

Two hours later.

Zhou Weiguo and others finally ran to Liujiashan.

Fang Zheng and his men have already built their fortifications.

"Weiguo, you've worked hard. How are you?"

"Are the devils chasing us?"

Fang Zheng asked while holding Zhou Weiguo's hand.

"Haha, it's okay. The Japanese didn't even hurt a hair on our head. We have zero casualties."

"The Japs have caught up with us. It will probably take them half an hour to get here."

"Let's get ready, we're going to have a good fight this time!"

Zhou Weiguo said with a smile.

"Report to the brigade commander! Our 15th Brigade has encountered about two battalions of the Eighth Route Army. The enemy is fighting very bravely!"

"But under the fierce attack of our locust army, the enemy has been defeated! Our troops are giving chase!"

"Please give instructions, His Excellency the Division Commander!"

Gojiro Yamaguchi laughed into the phone.

"Yoshi! Yamaguchi-kun is indeed a warrior of the empire!"

"Your 15th Brigade will lead the charge for us, and the commander of this division will lead the other troops to support you!"

"Remember, first retrieve His Excellency the Prince's body!"

"This is the main purpose of our deployment!"

"As long as we can successfully retrieve His Excellency the Prince's body, the guilt of our 36th Division will be mitigated!"

Commander of the 36th Division, Inujiro Yamagami, gave the order.