The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 688 Kong Jie: Sharpening Knives and Chopping Firewood by Mistake (Second Change)
"This is our only chance to turn defeat into victory..." Okamura Neiji suppressed his anger, tried his best to keep calm, and gave serious orders while looking at the sand table.

"Send a telegram to Fujita-kun and Kawasaki-kun immediately."

"Deploy chariot troops, cavalry troops, at least two brigades of reinforcements, and march quickly to reinforce the reinforcements."

"Attack from inside and outside, wipe out the main force of the Second Regiment."

"Remind Fujita-kun, the reinforcements must be fast."

"Our opponents are very cunning."

"Deliberately choose the ambush battlefield between Baoding and Pingyang Town to make it more difficult for us to reinforce the battlefield."

"On a normal march, it will take five hours for reinforcements to reach the battlefield."

"The returning reinforcements must not last that long."

"I don't care what method they use, the newly sent reinforcements must reach the battlefield within three hours."

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On the ambush battlefield, in order to compete with the devils for time, Kong Jie went directly to the front line to command the battle. This saves the time for the messengers to pass messages back and forth, and tries to end the battle as early as possible, without giving Neji Okamura a chance to encircle him.

"Regimental Commander, the Japanese army has built two circular defense lines in our pocket formation." First Battalion Commander Xie Guangfu pointed at the battlefield.

"The first line of defense has 700 troops, and the second line of defense has 600 troops."

"I suggest letting the troops attack directly..."

Kong Jie shook his head: "Sharpening a knife is not the same as cutting firewood."

"Let the field artillery battalion bombard a few rounds first, then let the artillery bombard for 1 minute, concentrate firepower to storm a point, and tear a hole in the defense line for me."

"After dividing and encircling, continue to compress the little devil's living space."

"The more concentrated they are, the more effective the shelling will be in our general offensive."

Deng Jingye answered immediately: "The First Company is the most powerful company among the three battalions. If I let them be the commando team, they will definitely be able to break through the defense line of the little devils in one fell swoop."

Kong Jie continued to order: "Second and third companies follow up and attack. While the devils are being killed in a row, continue to attack, expand the breakthrough, and reduce the living space of the remaining Japanese and puppet troops, creating conditions for our next round of assault."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The clamor of the mountain artillery shells flying across the sky soon sounded over the battlefield, and the sound became louder and louder. A dozen fireballs shot up from the Japanese defense line hundreds of meters ahead in an instant.

In the dazzling flames, the bunker that the devil had painstakingly piled up with sandbags was blown to pieces in an instant like a toy.

The little devils hiding behind the bunker were blown away at the same time, and they were even dismembered into pieces by the shells, which was horrible.

"Boom boom boom..."

Before the first round of field artillery shells exploded completely, the sound of mortar shell explosions sounded behind the battlefield, and the flying shell fragments immediately interweaved a steel storm over the position.

As long as the devil sticks his head out from behind the bunker a little bit, or the bunker is blown up by the wild artillery, and there is no place to hide, he will be blown into a sieve in an instant.

"Commando, follow me..."

The first battalion commander, Deng Jingye, personally served as the captain of the commando, holding a crooked handle as a submachine gun, bent over, and slowly groped towards the battlefield.

He wanted to shorten the assault distance as much as possible while the artillery covered the enemy's position.

The results of the three-month assault training are well displayed here.

More than 100 soldiers advanced in skirmish lines, and no one flinched in the face of the artillery fire that was close at hand.

The artillery's shooting accuracy is also very high, and few shells fall in front of the position.

The close cooperation allowed them to touch the front 50 meters before stopping.

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The captain of the Guizi United stood on the last line of defense.

Before the field artillery battalion of the Duer Regiment opened fire, he was still dreaming of being a hero.

As long as the troops successfully hold back the Second Regiment, and wait for the reinforcements to kill them and then gather and wipe them out, he will be able to win the greatest combat exploits in the sweep, and promotion to the head of the brigade is a sure thing.

As a result, God made a big joke on him.

Shells rained down from the sky, and in an instant, the position where a squadron was stationed was covered by artillery fire.

The flames from the explosion of the shells illuminated the battlefield brightly, and they could be seen clearly without flares.

The bunker made of sandbags, the bunker dug out by the subordinates with great difficulty, was vulnerable to the field artillery, and it was razed to the ground after a few rounds of shooting.

Soldiers without a hiding place are like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, letting the shells harvest their lives.

It is conceivable; without the Eighth Route Army's infantry attacking, a rapid artillery attack can destroy two-thirds of a squadron's combat effectiveness.

The reality was even crueler than he expected.

After the shelling ended, the firepower of the remaining machine guns in the position was less than [-]% before the war, and there were only a handful of riflemen who could still move.

A lot of soldiers hid in the crater in daze, apparently still haven't reacted from the shock brought to him by the shelling.

The captain looked more and more anxious, and wished he could go to the battlefield to kick them in person, when the sound of grenade explosions sounded again.

There was an interval of five or six seconds between the end of the shelling and the explosion of the grenade, which meant that the Eighth Route Army rushed forward more than ten meters before entering the range of the grenade.

With such a short assault distance and assault time, no matter how fast the blocking troops reacted, they couldn't stop it.

The small blocking force was again attacked by the rain of grenades, and there were even fewer soldiers who could continue to fight.

In just 1 minute, the blocking position that the captain had placed high hopes on was captured by the Eighth Route Army.

Including the time spent in the previous shelling, it took about 5 minutes before and after.

In 5 minutes, one of my infantry squadrons will be wiped out, and if I continue to fight at this rate of loss, less than two brigades around me will not be able to last for an hour.

When the reinforcements arrive, the Duer Regiment can not only retreat calmly, but also have plenty of time to clean up the battlefield.

This result shattered the alliance captain's dream of being a hero.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army that broke through our blocking position is still advancing..." the adjutant of the regiment reminded nervously.

The regiment leader then exclaimed: "No, they want to divide the troops stationed on the outer defense line, and then break them down one by one, and destroy us with the minimum cost."

"Then let's withdraw the troops on the outer defense line now and concentrate our forces to defend the inner line. We will definitely be able to last longer!" The adjutant of the wing immediately put forward his own ideas.

"Can't withdraw..."

The captain shook his head in pain.

"Although defeating each of them can reduce the losses of the Eighth Route Army, it can consume a lot of time for the Eighth Route Army."

"What we lack the most right now is time."

"If all the troops are withdrawn to the inner line, the density of troops will be very high. The Eighth Route Army can blow up one or two of our squadrons with a single shot of artillery fire. At that time, the troops will be wiped out faster."

"Before the peripheral troops are completely separated, send someone to notify them immediately."

"The troops are united by squadrons and squadrons, and stick to their positions."

"No one can take a step back without an order from Wing Command."

"If we can persist for two hours, we still have a chance to survive until the reinforcements come over."

"Otherwise everyone will die in vain."

(End of this chapter)