Chapter 149 Li Yunlong: I Am Little Zhuge of Dabie Mountain (Revised)

Faced with Cheng Xiazi's question, Li Yunlong did not deliberately keep people on tenterhooks.

He raised his mouth, revealing his big white teeth, and his iconic laughter echoed in the temporary command post of the 772nd.

"You are really going backwards. Under normal circumstances, you lead a thousand people to fight a battalion of the devil for more than an hour. Don't you know how many casualties your side will have?"

"Now your troops have less than 200 wounded soldiers. Apart from the bonus of the trenches, have you ever thought about why the defense is so smooth?"

After saying this, Li Yunlong waited for a while and decided to give the other party some time to think.

But half a minute later, the two people in front of him still did not see through the essence of the matter, which made Captain Li shook his head helplessly.

After just observing, he thought that there must be something wrong with those little devils who came to Lujiazhuang for support.

Based on the experience of fighting over the years, even if the devils were surrounded by the Eighth Route Army, which was several times larger than themselves, these brainwashed little people dared to launch a long live charge.

Moreover, the entire North China Front Army has a complete communication system. When attacked, the devils will definitely contact the surrounding friendly forces at the first time.

When all the surrounding strongholds cannot be contacted, even a pig should understand that the Eighth Route Army must have launched an attack on the entire line, and there will be no support from the side in a short time.

As the initiator of the attack, the Eighth Route Army must have a detailed plan. There will definitely be support coming to the strongholds such as Lujiazhuang that have not been taken for the time being.

If you can't occupy a favorable terrain before that, it will be no different from chronic suicide.

After all, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side can be stuck in their hearts like a nail with the trenches of the Lujiazhuang position alone.

If there are other reinforcements, the devils can only be waiting for death.

But the devils did not attack fiercely, and the battle developed into a stalemate between the two sides.

At this moment, the truth of the matter is obvious. Although the enemy is not small in number, there must be problems with quality. Li Yunlong dared to pat his chest and guarantee that the little Japanese on the opposite side were definitely silver-plated guns.

After expressing his views, Cheng Xiazi and the chief of staff of the 772nd Regiment showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

This matter is actually not that complicated, but the two were confused by the authorities. Now that Li Yunlong, a bystander, has awakened them, they immediately realized that the enemy is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Thinking of the time he wasted, Cheng Xiazi clenched his fists in annoyance.

"Damn it, I was really fooled by the little Japanese. If I had known, I would not have returned directly to defend. I should have tested the enemy's strength first, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago."

Looking at his old comrade who suddenly realized, Li Yunlong smiled and waved his hand.

"Okay, stop bitching. With the help of our New Second Regiment, the casualties of the soldiers will be less."

"You have seen the map of Lujiazhuang before. If you fight the Japanese with the soldiers now, this village will become a bloody grinder."

After analyzing the actual combat effectiveness of the Japanese garrison, the next task of the three is to discuss a tactic that combines speed and reduces casualties.

After all, Lu Bu, a famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, once said: "Even if there are more than a thousand pigs, it will take some time to catch them."

"Wang Ywu: There is no line for this yet."

Blind Cheng and his chief of staff are ready to take steady steps. The two even want to set up a pocket formation first, and then use a move of fighting and retreating to lure the enemy into the depths.

Although this move is in line with the tactical style of our army, Li Yunlong raised objections after considering the time cost.

Now, with only a thousand people from the 772nd Regiment, they can gain a great advantage in the battle with the Japanese. At this time, if more than a thousand soldiers from the New Second Regiment are added, this will directly lead to a qualitative change in quantity.

Obviously, this proposal convinced Cheng Xiazi. After all, they had to buy time for the next sabotage work, not to mention that no commander didn't like to use force to overwhelm others.

However, he, who was trained in a professional school, decided to play some tricks, such as letting the soldiers in the trenches gradually reduce their firepower to create an illusion of insufficient ammunition.

Use the enemy's inertial thinking to lure the snake out of the hole and lure the enemy to attack.

After discussing the tactics, Li Yunlong immediately returned to his troops.

Next, the soldiers of the New Second Regiment will use the cover of darkness to advance to the position where the five companies of the 772nd Regiment had set out before, where they will wait for the enemy to take the bait.

The perspective returns to Lujiazhuang, to the command post of Yoshioka's squadron.

At this moment, Yoshioka also had mixed feelings in his heart. He looked at the major beside him helplessly, as if he had unspeakable suffering.

Originally, his side was beaten back by the sudden Eighth Route Army, and almost all of them were killed. The sudden appearance of the military column gave their squadron the courage to persevere, especially since the reinforcements were as large as a battalion.

At that time, Yoshioka almost cried with excitement. After all, his life was saved, and he didn't even have to lose the stronghold he was responsible for defending.

But soon he knew what it meant that the joys and sorrows of life came too quickly.

The reinforcements that Yoshioka had high hopes for soon appeared in front of him, but who knew that they were actually a bunch of non-combat personnel in charge of logistics, and most of them were injured.

God, why can logistics personnel be injured to the extent of retirement. But he knew that the combat effectiveness of these people was probably not as good as that of the Imperial Army, which could only fight favorable battles.

The most painful thing is that the leader of these logistics troops is actually a major. Even if the opponent is not in the battle sequence, his military rank is actually two levels higher than his own.

What's more, the opponent has more people than him. If he must be serious, he will have to hand over the command of this battle.

However, when God closes a door for him, he will also open a window for him.

This major named Onoda Keita is still quite aware of it. He handed over the command of the troops as soon as he participated in the battle.

As expected, these logistics personnel who have not undergone systematic training can play a very touching role. When fighting, they are limited to pulling the big bolt and shooting.

As for the hit rate, it naturally depends on the blessing of the locust.

Even Yoshioka felt that if it were not for his squadron members controlling the overall situation in the middle, his side would definitely have a rout.

Heaven and earth conscience, he wished that these people could be replaced with baggage troops. They are also responsible for the logistics of the army, how can their combat effectiveness be so different.

Fortunately, the first wave of attack commanded by Yoshioka was very spirited, and the attacking Eighth Route Army was also frightened by them. The enemy even gave up some of the occupied areas and gradually retreated to the trenches.

The current situation has become a tug-of-war, competing for the willpower of the soldiers on both sides and the reserves of weapons and ammunition.

Although the combat effectiveness of these logistics personnel is not good, their willpower is very good. They are all people who have been successfully brainwashed by Bushido. In addition, with sufficient ammunition reserves in the stronghold as a basis, Yoshioka even began to plan a counterattack.

This is not blind self-confidence, but the confidence brought to him by local industry. The firepower of the Eighth Route Army's attack is indeed very fierce, and there are even powerful weapons such as the Type 92 infantry gun.

It's a pity that the industrial level of the Republic of China is so pitiful that it makes people laugh. The weapons of the Eighth Route Army are just rootless water. Under this intensity, there will soon be no ammunition.

Only four hours later, the scene that Yoshioka expected appeared.

The gunfire in the opposite trench has begun to become sparse, and all light and heavy machine guns have become short bursts. In the attack just organized, the enemy did not provide artillery support to the frontline.

This situation made Yoshioka Yeichi and Onoda Keita ecstatic, and the time for counterattack finally came.

The two old devils looked at each other, and they both saw one thing from each other's eyes, that is, to cooperate with each other to eat the main regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

For Yoshioka Yeichi, life in this station is not bad.

On weekdays, there is food and drink, and even a leader selected by several strongholds. But he has his own ambitions. If he has the opportunity to become a captain, he will be qualified to move closer to the middle level of the brother country.

Onoda Keita also has a similar idea. If he returns to his country, he will become penniless. A life without everything is not what he wants. After all, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

If you can defeat the invading enemy here, you are likely to be transferred to the reserve, and there is a high probability that you will be transferred to the status of a lieutenant colonel.

The two men with ulterior motives immediately hit it off, and Yoshioka was the first to speak out his thoughts:

"Ono-san, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is likely to have run out of ammunition. Why don't we send those wounded soldiers to test the situation? Even if those rubbish die, it will not affect our strength."

At this proposal, Onoda Keita nodded in agreement. If he can contribute to his career, what does the life of his subordinates matter?

What's more, these old, weak, sick and disabled people will not get any decent treatment even if they return home smoothly. Instead of staying in their homeland and dying meaninglessly and painfully, it is better to play a little bit of the remaining heat here.

"Yoshi! Yoshioka's idea is very correct. The honor of a samurai is to die on the battlefield. I believe that even if His Majesty Tianhuang knew about this, he would be very pleased."

Under the arrangement of the two old devils, the wounded soldiers of the three squads, with only the Type 38 rifle, moved towards the position of the 772nd Regiment.

This act of sending oneself to death made the second battalion commander Huang Yourong frown.

Although he knew that the devils were not human, and this was not the first time he had seen such a situation, he still felt very disgusted every time.

The signalman in the regiment had just sent the combat order. Showing weakness to lure the enemy was a traditional skill of the army. He immediately said to the comrades in the trench:

"Notify them, no one is allowed to shoot within 50 meters! If they find that the devils don't have melon grenades, they are allowed to rush to a distance of 30 meters."

"Our current task is to trick the devils out! We will fight them the same way we did when we were poor before!"

With Huang Yourong's tacit consent, several devils slowly moved towards the trench in the dark.

They originally thought that they would soon die under the guns of the Eighth Route Army, but they crawled for a long time without any gunshots, which made them begin to imagine whether the enemy had left in the dark.

But good luck will not favor beasts, and the wounded devils have already crawled to their end. A 7.5mm pointed bullet penetrated the fart curtain cap and drilled into his head.

The little devil just groaned and fell to the ground motionless, frightening several people nearby and running towards Lujiazhuang in panic, but how could a human leg be faster than a bullet?

Although the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment needed to cooperate with the devil in acting, it did not mean that they could not shoot accurately. Several bullets were fired sparsely from different positions, sending them to meet the locusts.

With the help of firelight and telescopes, Yoshioka Yeichi and Onoda Keita saw this scene clearly. They saw the whole process of the death of these three squads with their own eyes.

The Eighth Route Army's fighting style made them miss it very much.

How could the tactics of relying on artillery to suppress the enemy from the beginning and then coordinating infantry and artillery be played by the poor?

This made them more determined to launch a general attack. As long as they could take back the trenches, they were confident that they could resist five times the number of enemies.

Thinking of this, the two immediately ordered their adjutants to organize the attacking troops. In order to achieve the expected results at one time, Yoshioka Yeichi also spent a lot of money.

He drew out the few remaining sergeants and asked two sergeants to form a temporary death squad with a small number of wounded soldiers.

In the plan, these devils will be mixed in the middle of the charging troops. The task is to find an opportunity to use the Molotov cocktails in their hands to deliver a fatal blow to the Eighth Route Army in the trenches.

Looking at the soldiers who were ready, Yoshioka also took up the farewell wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp, then pulled out his command knife and shouted to the old, weak and sick:

"Tiannuo Heka, Banzai"

Hearing this, all the Japanese subconsciously launched a pig-like charge towards the position of the 772nd Regiment in the distance. Most of the little people didn't even know what the skirmish line was, and just blindly ran forward with the teammates in front of them.

In order to cover these people, the Japanese artillery in Lujiazhuang also moved out the only two remaining mortars.

Seeing that the enemy finally took the bait, Cheng Xiazi excitedly waved his fist. At this time, the artillery of the two regiments was under his unified command, and when the Japanese position was deep enough.

He immediately ordered the artillery to attack the charging enemy, and the two caliber mortars poured out the accumulated anger towards the little people.

Li Yunlong, who strived for a quick victory, directly pressed the entire regiment except the cavalry company, and the soldiers on both sides attacked as soon as they made a move.

At this time, the Japanese knew they were ambushed, and these trapped beasts made their last struggle.

The machine gunners and grenade launchers who originally belonged to the Yoshioka Squadron began to counterattack on the spot, and their current position was within the range of the weapons.

However, the firepower of several crooked handles and grenade launchers was seriously insufficient, and several tentative counterattacks did not achieve any effective results.

In order to prevent being targeted by the precision shooters of the Eighth Route Army, they had to move every once in a while, which made the already pitiful firepower even worse.

But the facts proved that once they were targeted by the sharpshooters, it would be useless even if they ran faster.

In the position to the north of the New Second Regiment, Zhao Gang followed Zhang Dabiao's assault team. Originally, Li Yunlong wanted to follow in person, after all, he had not been on the battlefield for some time.

But Zhao Gang used the reason that the regiment commander needed to be in command, and used the title of brigade commander to intimidate his partner.

At this time, the political commissar with abundant martial virtues quickly switched from the moving state to the static state. While adjusting his breathing, he raised the Mosin-Nagant in his hand and shot a Japanese machine gunner cleanly.

Wang Xikui on the side was not bad either. He shot at the death squad holding a Molotov cocktail almost at the same time as his political commissar. The blazing fire illuminated the surroundings, providing the soldiers with a shooting field of vision!

Fire first and then modify.