Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 415 The Counterattack Begins

After the weapons exchange was completed, Gu Changfeng contacted the Fourth Battalion to come and receive them. This time they exchanged for M60s and bullets, so he wouldn't have to worry about this problem for a long time.

An hour later, more than 500 people from the Fourth Battalion arrived with the logistics department personnel. Looking at the weapons and ammunition on the ground, Deng Wu smiled and said:

"The devils thought they could defeat us by bombing our base, but in fact, the commander has many channels. It would only take a few minutes to get what he wants, haha!"

The brand new machine guns really make people happy. This time, each battalion suffered heavy losses, and so many of them were replenished, which is enough for each battalion to squander.

Liu Dabao also boasted cheerfully, "With the commander here, our independent regiment is unbeatable. After we finish dealing with these devils in front of us, the devils outside will also have their time to eat."

Listening to the two singing in unison, Gu Changfeng suddenly laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "That's enough, let's get down to business!"

"We have hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition here. Send 60 Ms and rounds of ammunition to the Eighth Route Army. The rest will be sent to the First and Second Battalions."

"Yes, Captain!" The two of them agreed and started working.

As night fell, Kobayashi Ichisan, who had evacuated in a hurry, sat in the tent with a rather grim expression.

"Gentlemen, it seems the Independent Regiment doesn't want to let us go."

The special forces' pursuit during the day, coupled with the Eighth Route Army's support from behind, made the already miserable situation of the Japanese even more miserable.

He felt a little regretful at this time. Why did he leave the main group and choose to leave the mountains by himself? Otherwise, he would not have been so uncomfortable.

At this time, the 26th Division had few troops left, especially when the Chida Regiment was crippled and the remaining more than people were held back.

"Your Excellency, the Independent Regiment and the Eighth Route Army only have a little over 2,000 men. We still have nearly 4,000 men anyway. Do they have such a big appetite to eat us?"

Colonel Kuno, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his own questions.

"Kuno-kun, the Empire has three divisions, nearly 50,000 troops. How many of the main troops have been killed or wounded so far? How many field artillery and mortars have been lost?"

"As a commander, don't you even see this clearly?"

Kobayashi Ichisan shouted harshly. He really was powerless. At this time, there were still people who doubted the strength of the independent regiment.

Colonel Kuno was so slow to react after being scolded that he bowed and apologized after a while.

"We must return to Laiyuan City as soon as possible, so I decided to march overnight."

"Kuno, you will lead your infantry battalion to the rear. The search team, two infantry battalions, will guard the artillery regiment and the baggage in the middle."

"Everyone, stay together. We must not give the enemy the opportunity to defeat us one by one."

Kobayashi Ichisan was still very careful. Even when the Japanese soldiers were very tired, he still chose to continue marching to avoid any further complications.

At three o'clock in the morning, most of the Japanese soldiers were rushing on their way in confusion. They still had two days to go to complete the rest of the journey, and many of them fell behind as they walked.

In fact, it is not their fault. After continuous fighting and the sharp drop in morale, the Japanese soldiers just wanted to lie down and have a good rest. However, they dared not disobey the order given directly by the brigade commander.

In the rear, five kilometers away from the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army began to rest.

After chasing the Japanese for more than ten hours, anyone would be tired, especially in the dark mountains and forests.

Of course, there was another reason. They had to wait for weapons support from the Fourth Battalion of the Independent Regiment.

The Eighth Route Army was resting, but the special forces led by Zhao Ziqing was not. They were still staring at the direction of the Japanese like hungry wolves, waiting for the Japanese to reveal their flaws.

"Captain, these devils only rested for half an hour and immediately packed up and left. It seems they are afraid that we will attack them at night."

When Xiaowu received the news from the scouts, he couldn't help but say something with a helpless smile.

Zhao Ziqing thought for a moment and said, "Never mind them. I want to see how long the Japs can run in the dark. This place is still hundreds of kilometers away from Laiyuan. I don't believe they can escape from our grasp."

With the Eighth Route Army behind him, and the special forces members already gathered, including the new members, there are more than 400 people in total, so he still has some confidence.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the Japanese soldiers who had been marching all the way finally stopped.

Seeing that the soldiers were really tired, Kobayashi Ichisan received a message from the soldiers scouting in the rear saying that no enemy was following them, so he reluctantly gave the order to rest.

However, he didn't know that the special forces were not far away from them, just on a hillside three kilometers away.

Marching all night was no big deal for the special forces soldiers. Zhao Ziqing originally wanted to take a detour to the front of the Japanese to look for an opportunity, but he didn't expect to receive the news that the Japanese had stopped.

"Captain, the artillery brothers are in position."

Xiao Wu didn't say anything extra, because now was the best time to give the person a beating when he was down.

"Okay, order a team to attack in two minutes."

Zhao Ziqing and his men were on a high ground at this time, which was just the right place to face the Japanese artillery fire a few kilometers away.

whoosh…

Boom boom boom!

The special forces' four rocket launchers fired 44 shells at high speed, aiming at the center area of ​​the Japanese.

The explosions of grenade after grenade instantly set the Japanese supply train on fire.

What Kobayashi Ichisan didn't know was that their deployment had long been seen by the special forces personnel, and his so-called solidarity had become a complete joke at this time.

"Bakayaloo, enemy attack!"

Kobayashi Ichizo only had time to say these few words before a loud explosion was heard where their baggage was. Then something even more tragic happened. The grenades they were carrying were hit, causing a series of explosions.

The Japanese soldiers nearby were completely finished. Their flesh and blood were blown away one by one, and they had no chance of survival.

Boom!

It was time for the snipers to perform again. Bullets fired out from their guns, and the Japanese soldiers on the periphery fell to the ground one after another.

Afterwards, the firepower team attacked from the left side of the Japanese with the support of heavy machine guns.

Da da da!

Da da da!

The fierce firepower attack made the Japanese soldiers who were panicking on the periphery lose all their fighting spirit.

The Japanese finally couldn't hold on any longer and suffered a large-scale rout. The news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Rout is like a plague, it is contagious.

The defeat was like a landslide, which was the true portrayal of the Japanese devils in the 26th Division at that time.

As the grenade launchers bombarded, the machine gun team rushed into the Japanese camp, which accelerated the Japanese defeat. Even the brigade commander Kobayashi Ichizo could not control it.

Kobayashi Ichizo had no choice but to be escorted by Yokoyama Taketada and his guard squadron to evacuate all the way. It was not until they were 20 kilometers away that they stabilized their position and began to gather their troops.

Zhao Ziqing also knew when to stop. The thousands of Japanese soldiers could not be completely wiped out by his few hundred men. He was temporarily satisfied with the result.

The Japanese were defeated suddenly. Most of the infantry escaped, but the mountain guns and mortars left behind by their artillery regiment remained in place.

Although the 107 troops were strong, their numbers were limited after all, and it was impossible for them to cover all the Japanese supplies. This gave Zhao Ziqing a great opportunity.

"Captain, we've made a fortune. There are guns and cannons left by the devils everywhere. We can't even pick them all up."

"Don't worry about the heavy stuff. Leave it to the Eighth Route Army in the rear. We only need mortars and light machine guns."

Zhao Ziqing said decisively that the battle was still going on and he was unwilling to let these bulky things affect the speed of pursuit.