The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

"We must find out as soon as possible what the transport plane dropped to the sweeping force?" Looking at the parachutes and supplies that were slowly landing in front of him, Huang Yu's face suddenly became more serious than ever, and he frowned and analyzed.

"These airdrops are probably the trump card that Duan Peng said. The Japanese and puppet troops dare to continue to sweep us."

"The sooner we figure out what it is, the sooner we can prepare, and the better our chances of defeating the little devil again."

Duan Peng immediately showed an eager expression: "Commander, why don't I lead people into the devil's garrison and grab a box of supplies back."

"As long as the artillery provides us with sufficient artillery support to disrupt the little devils, the special operations team will be able to fish in troubled waters and complete their mission."

"No, you are made of mud when you are a little devil, and the escort planes in the sky are all decorations." Huang Yu refused on the spot.

Seeing that Duan Peng still had an expression of unwillingness to give up, he wanted to fight with himself again, so he cursed directly.

"Although the combat power of the special operations team is very strong, no matter how powerful the team members are, they are made of flesh and blood. Just one aerial bomb can kill everyone. I really think I am invulnerable."

"Don't forget my original intention of forming a special force team after a few victories outside."

"It's hard to train the special forces into an army and form combat effectiveness. If an aerial bomb will wipe out all the big guys, I have no place to cry."

Having said that, Duan Peng had to give up the idea of ​​assaulting the Japanese and puppet army camps, and then stared at Huang Yu and continued to ask: "Then what should we do?"

"All the supplies airdropped by the plane fell into the hands of the Japanese and puppet troops. If we don't grab them, it's hard to wait for them to take the initiative to deliver them to us."

Huang Yu's eyes brightened and he said, "The method you mentioned is really possible..."

"We'll let the little devil take the initiative to expose his trump card in a while."

"Don't the special forces want to fight devils, I'll give you this chance."

"After the Japanese and puppet troops set off, I don't care what method you use, let them pay a price for every step forward, and find ways to slow down their marching speed."

"I will take the guard company and artillery to Poling."

"The terrain there is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the little devil is useless, we can use it."

"I plan to stop the Japanese and puppet troops there and force them to use secret weapons."

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Major General Ikeda felt that his hope of conquering Mao'er Mountain today was getting slimmer and slimmer.

From the moment the troops set off, the gunshots and explosions never stopped.

As long as there is a sound of firefighting, no matter where it comes from, there will be more or less casualties in the sweeping troops.

Continue to fight at this rate of loss, and when the troops reach Maoer Mountain, 300 casualties will be light.

More importantly, in the face of this kind of cold gun that is transferred with one shot, no matter whether the artillery unit under his command or the aviation unit in the sky, they are all at a loss, and there is no way to break the situation.

No matter how rich they are, it is impossible for them to reimburse an aerial bomb and several mortar shells for an Eighth Route Army.

Besides, the Eighth Route Army will move with one shot. Whether it is aviation or artillery, it takes time to prepare for a counterattack.

When they joined the battle, the opponent had already fled a hundred meters away, and even aerial bombs might not be able to kill him.

Maybe a lot of shells and aerial bombs will be wasted, and nothing will be caught in the end.

The poison gas bombs I just got have no effect.

Although the power is great, the opponent is too weak. Using a few poison gas bombs to eliminate one or two Eighth Route Army infantry is like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, which is too disadvantageous.

Only in positional warfare can poison gas bombs play a role, causing heavy casualties to the enemy.

The use of gas bombs must also be sudden.

If the Eighth Route Army knew that they were equipped with poison gas bombs, they would definitely make anti-virus preparations in advance, and the combat effectiveness in the decisive battle would definitely be greatly reduced.

Major General Ikeda didn't want to expose the gas bombs to the Eighth Route Army in order to eliminate a few sneak attackers, and the loss outweighed the gain.

After some analysis, he could only treat himself as blind, ignored the price paid by the troops during the march, and went straight to Mao'er Mountain.

"Boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions suddenly sounded at the front of the team, and more than a dozen black smoke rose into the air in the explosion, and the gunpowder smoke quickly filled the surroundings, and soon enveloped dozens of devils in it.

"Boom boom boom..."

The second round of explosions soon reached the ears of Major General Ikeda. At the same time, he realized that the shelling in front of him was not the sneak attack of artillery fire he had experienced before. He immediately ordered: "The aviation troops immediately find the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army and destroy it."

"We were not satisfied with the bombing yesterday for half the night, and dared to come out after dawn. We don't pay much attention to the aviation soldiers, and we are courting death."

Shao Zuo Ishii also felt that the Eighth Route Army is no different from courting death, so he suggested: "Should the artillery be prepared for battle?"

"The number of aerial bombs carried by the planes is limited, and the artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army are too scattered. A full-scale attack will not be able to destroy a few artillery positions."

"We have poisonous gas bombs. Although it takes time for the poisonous smoke to fill the air, the range of damage is wide. The Eighth Route Army artillery also needs time to dismantle and transfer the artillery. If they are deducted from each other, the Eighth Route Army artillery will definitely not be able to escape the gas bomb attack."

Major General Ikeda did not refuse.

We have already reached the foot of Mao'er Mountain. If we take down Poling, the troops will be able to attack Mao'er Mountain head-on.

Now that the gas bombs are taken out, the Eighth Route Army has no time to make anti-virus preparations in advance, so they can only be bombed on the battlefield.

Immediately began to issue orders: "I agree to the use of gas bombs ... but must wait for my order."

"Buzzing..." The roar of the engine overhead was getting louder, and the speed of the plane's dive was getting faster and faster, straight into an artillery position that the pilot had just seen.

Two mortars were set up there, and a dozen or so gunners were distributed in front, back, left, and right.

Seeing the devils plane rushing towards them, these soldiers fled in all directions as if they had made a deal.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The aerial bomb broke away from the fuselage and hit a position 15 meters away from the artillery position with a screaming sound.

The orange-red fireball mixed with thick black smoke rose into the air from the impact point, and the blown-up soil was like a goddess scattering flowers, flying everywhere.

The two mortars were also overturned by the powerful air waves, but they were not destroyed.

The four or five gunners who retreated from the direction of the impact point were blown up instantly, and fell to the ground without moving; but the soldiers who broke out from other directions survived.

After confirming that the plane would not attack again, the surviving fighters decisively returned to the artillery position, picked up the mortar parts and moved to the next position.

Dive, drop bombs, climb... dive again, drop bombs, climb again...

After a while, six puffs of thick smoke billowed up directly in front of Major General Ikeda.

Regrettably, the number of shells flying towards the sweeping troops did not decrease due to the bombing, and some shells even came from the place where the plane had just bombed, which shows how bad the bombing effect was just now.

Suppressing his anger, he scolded angrily: "Bageyalu... the hit rate of aerial bombs is too low, only one bomb can be dropped at a time, and the coverage area is too small. After being attacked, the gunners of the Eighth Route Army dropped their mortars and fled in all directions. , it is difficult to wipe them all out, and when the planes leave, they return to the battlefield to bombard us."

"We have to rely on ourselves to deal with this kind of Eighth Route Army that fights guerrillas against us."

"The artillery squadron immediately counterattacked, directly firing poison gas bombs, covering the artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army with poison gas. Even if their gunners escaped the gas bomb attack by chance, they could not immediately return to the artillery positions to join the battle again."

"Our troops can wear gas masks and take advantage of the opportunity to attack their artillery positions, capture or destroy the mortars they leave on the field."

"What if the Eighth Route Army retreats together with mortars?" Shao Zuo Ishii asked himself a question, and then gave an example to support his proposal.

"That's what they did last night. Each artillery position only fires four to five rounds of shells and then shifts. It doesn't give our gunners a chance to fight back at them."

Major General Ikeda replied confidently: "Last night was last night, today is today."

"Gas bombs have a much larger range of damage than ordinary shells. As long as we concentrate twice the number of mortars and use gas bombs to destroy several of their artillery positions and kill chickens and monkeys, the remaining Eighth Route Army will definitely not dare to continue fighting. We can take the opportunity to kill them." Go to Mao'er Mountain, attack the Eighth Route Army's garrison, and force them to come out and fight us."

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Huang Yu was watching the battlefield anxiously. Although the artillery fire of the artillery against the devils had not weakened, the bombing just now still caused a lot of casualties to the artillery.

There are less than 400 people left in the guerrilla brigade plus the guard company to continue fighting. If one is sacrificed, one will be lost. At least one more platoon was lost just now.

Although they have made a lot of efforts and achieved a lot of results, they did not force out the Japanese and puppet killers.

If the devils fly another plane, the artillery casualties will increase, and their own losses will be great.

"Captain, gas bombs, the little devil is firing gas bombs at the artillery unit..." Duan Peng suddenly shouted, his words were full of panic.

He had experienced scenes of little devils using gas bombs in Northwest Shanxi before.

A burst of poisonous smoke drifted over, and entire companies of soldiers died on the battlefield, with no one left alive. The position was like a hell on earth, which was horrible.

He still remembers that battle until now.

Unexpectedly, the little devils here also use poison gas bombs. The guerrilla brigade has almost never experienced poison gas warfare, and they don't know how to defend themselves against gas bombs. Many people have never even heard of gas bombs.

The devils used poison gas bombs on them, and the soldiers probably died without knowing what happened.

Huang Yu's face immediately revealed an expression of enlightenment, and he frowned and ordered: "Poison gas bombs are the trump card used by the Japanese and puppet troops to sweep us up. Immediately send a retreat signal, and all participating troops will withdraw from the battlefield, and the speed should be a little faster."

"From now on, except for the Special Forces, no other troops can rashly attack the little devil without my order."

The signal flare representing the retreat was quickly lifted into the air, but the poisonous gas was not slow to diffuse.

Three artillery positions were enveloped in poisonous gas at the same time.

Just as Duan Peng thought, the gunners of the guerrilla brigade who participated in the battle had never seen gas bombs and did not know what the red smoke emitted by the gas bombs was.

When they realized the danger, the artillery position was surrounded by poisonous gas, and there was no way to escape if they wanted to break out.

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