Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

"Sakazai!"

"Long Live His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Japs launched another charge, this time it was an attack by the entire regiment. The 800th Regiment had only about 3000 soldiers who could fight, while the Japs had three infantry battalions, nearly people.

Another point is that the Japanese this time adopted a frontal attack combined with flanking encirclement, giving the Eighth Route Army no chance to evacuate.

But even so, Ji Guangshun in the distance still laughed.

The Japanese flying squadron left, and it was time for the artillery battalion hidden in the mountains and forests to take action. The 13th Regiment had lost half of its troops just for this opportunity.

The regiment commander, Kumao Tsuneoka, never imagined that this decision would cause heavy losses to his entire regiment.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Upon receiving the news, the rocket artillery battalion completely let go, and 9 Katyusha rocket launchers fired at the same time, with enough power to shake the world.

The Japanese surrounded us on three sides and their formation was spread out, but even so, the power of Katyusha was astonishingly great.

A round of artillery fire covered the area, and a large number of the charging Japanese were killed. Their limbs were blown into the air and fell to the ground more than ten seconds later.

Boom boom boom......

The rocket launchers were deployed, and the German heavy artillery naturally would not be silent. The remaining four German heavy artillery pieces were used together, and the Japanese soldiers became even more miserable.

The place is so small, and this time the Japanese are attacking with nearly 3,000 people. One shot will kill a small team.

Round after round of artillery shells hit the charging Japanese soldiers, and almost all the Japanese soldiers were within the range of the artillery fire. The flying fragments in the sky would kill anyone who was touched by them.

Not surprisingly, Tsuneoka Kumao's face turned pale with anger.

"Bakayaluo, I've been fooled!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Tsuneoka Kumao roared in frustration, but it was too late. Only ten minutes had passed and hundreds of shells had been fired.

In addition, the two heavy artillery pieces of the Eighth Route Army fired at the same time, and the Japanese infantry had already suffered heavy casualties.

"Notify the independent regiment's artillery battalion, we are ready to charge." Ji Guangshun almost shouted.

The timing was perfect. The Japanese were now completely powerless to fight back, and it was a perfect opportunity to give them a good beating when they were down.

It just so happened that they had won a battle half an hour ago, and now they had recovered some guns and ammunition, so there was no problem in fighting another battle.

At this time, Tsuneoka Kumao could hardly believe his eyes. Through the telescope, he saw the warriors of his regiment being blown into the sky one by one by grenades while fleeing.

Then, the Eighth Route Army took action. The loud sound of the military bugle seemed to be the death warrant for the devils.

The Japanese soldiers who were several miles away from the soldiers were even more panicked. They wanted to take off their pants and run away. It was really miserable.

"Alas, we've been defeated, completely defeated. Iizuka-kun, you must break out and tell the division commander everything that happened here."

"The Chinese in Jinzhong are ready to take action. We must not act rashly. If we do, we must strike with a thunderbolt."

By now he had lost confidence in the 26th Division. He was very clear about the battle situation at Huangtuling.

He thought this was a simple mission, and that he would have the 26th Division's flying squadron to help him, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Sir, let's go together and break out. The Imperial Army needs you. The regiment has not been completely wiped out yet."

Iizuka tried to persuade Tsuneoka to leave, but Tsuneoka Kumao seemed determined to stay. Someone had to be held responsible for this defeat, and he, as the regiment commander, naturally became the best scapegoat.

And he knew very well that he was not the only one who would be unlucky this time. Another major general would also be unlucky.

Seeing that Tsuneoka had made up his mind, Iizuka stopped trying to persuade him and ran away with a few Japanese soldiers.

The Eighth Route Army has already attacked, and the empire's warriors are frightened. If he doesn't run away, it will be too late.

As for those bastards in the regiment artillery squadron, they disappeared when the enemy's heavy artillery launched an attack. Iizuka thought he had to file a complaint, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable when he returned.

There was no suspense in this battle. One by one, the devils were caught up and destroyed.

The dawn of victory was just around the corner, and the soldiers of the 13th Regiment fought bravely, fearing that they would miss killing a single Japanese soldier.

The heavy artillery was too powerful, especially the Katyusha. After one round, the Japanese soldiers on the front were beaten to tears, and then the other two sides were taken care of by the heavy artillery.

In addition to the mortars and grenade launchers of the 13th Regiment, the Japanese were defeated as a matter of course and there was no suspense at all.

Most of the defeated Japanese soldiers were caught up and killed by the Eighth Route Army. Only a small number of them, who were experienced in running, escaped by hiding in the mountains and forests.

For example, Captain Iizuka, for example, the Japanese artillery squadron...

The regiment commander, Kumao Tsuneoka, was stunned for half an hour and finally chose to commit suicide by disembowelment. The other Japanese devils were all wiped out in this wasteland.

The danger to the artillery camp was finally lifted. Although the 13th Regiment of the Eighth Route Army suffered heavy losses, its gains were equally astonishing.

Most of the Japanese soldiers in the entire Changgang Regiment died here. Except for the Japanese artillery squadron, all other weapons have now become the spoils of the 13th Regiment.

A large number of steel helmets, Type 38 rifles, Type 92 heavy machine guns, Type 99 light rifles, grenade launchers, and melon grenades were gathered together by the soldiers, waiting for subsequent distribution.

In this regard, Lu Daya was very generous and waved his hand to tell Ji Guangshun and Chen Zhengrong.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can take back these weapons and ammunition. Our independent regiment does not lack them."

If Gu Changfeng heard what he said, he would definitely remove him from his position as battalion commander. It was really too generous of him.

Gu Changfeng is not so good-tempered at this moment...

Hearing what Lu Daya said, the two captains' eyes lit up and they stared at Lu Daya, as if they were looking for a good spot on his face to kiss him.

It’s so cool to be friends with the rich. Just wave your hand and the Japanese will give away an entire regiment’s worth of equipment without leaving any behind.

"Brother Chen, Brother Ji, please don't look at me like that. We are already very grateful that you, the Eighth Route Army, can come here."

"Otherwise, if our artillery battalion is surrounded by this regiment of the Japanese, we won't even have anywhere to escape."

To be honest, if the 13th Regiment had not been at the front, it would have been impossible for the artillery battalion to achieve this result. It would have been lucky if they could escape.

Asking the artillery battalion to confront the Japanese head-on is a joke. It is absolutely impossible.

That's why Lu Daya said to give all the equipment to the 1st and 3rd Regiments to make up for the losses of the 2nd Regiment.

He also realized that the 13th Regiment suffered heavy losses this time, with wounded soldiers being sent to the rear one after another. He would feel embarrassed if he didn't make up for it.

"Then we won't be polite. Thank you, Captain Lu. Next time if you need anything, just let Changfeng call us. We will be there whenever we are free."

When the elder brother Chen Zhengrong spoke, Ji Guangshun naturally had nothing to say.

Both of them came from the Long March and are very thick-skinned.

When he left, he didn't mention returning the heavy artillery to Lu Daya, which made it difficult for Lu Daya to ask for it back.

I can only hope that Gu Changfeng will make some more next time...