Chapter 150 The Tactics Still Depend on Zhao Gang

Under the fierce attack of the New Second Regiment and the 772nd Regiment, the panicked Japanese soldiers retreated step by step. Some people even turned around and fled to Lujiazhuang, completely disrupting the formation that was barely maintained.

Exposing your back to the enemy in battle is a taboo and a fatal danger. Doing so will only make you a living target. Unfortunately, these daily logistics personnel who are usually poorly trained do not understand this.

Facing nearly 2,000 well-trained Eighth Route Army soldiers, they can only barely survive by cutting off their tails. The little Japanese soldiers wished they had more legs at this time, and each of them ran like a wild dog.

After getting rid of the last threatening grenade launcher, Zhao Gang carried the Mosin-Nagant on his shoulders. In this battle, he killed seven Japanese soldiers.

After scanning the chaotic battlefield, he stopped charging and shouted to the soldiers of the New Second Regiment around him:

"Just drive the devils into the village! Don't push the enemy too hard, don't chase the desperate enemy! Everyone, don't go into Lujiazhuang!"

"Zhang Dabiao! Don't rush too fast! The assault team will be out of touch with the main force!"

Due to the distance, the pursuit did not last long. After leaving more than 700 bodies, the devils returned to the village with a somewhat complicated layout in a dusty face.

After all the soldiers gathered in a safe place, the two regiment commanders came to a bunker 700 meters away from Lujiazhuang from the original battlefield command post.

This position has exceeded the range of all the devil's weapons and is absolutely safe.

Seeing that his tactics were perfectly executed, Li Yunlong took out a broken fan that he found from nowhere and fanned it in a very pretentious way.

"Blind Cheng, although I am no longer your old squad leader, I still have to nag you about some things. You can't fight with all your might, and your 772nd Regiment just won't adapt."

"You should learn from me what it means to treat the disease properly. The current situation of the Japanese is called all these six things, which are not disasters from heaven and earth, but the fault of the generals."

Just when Li Yunlong was getting ready, Political Commissar Zhao came back from the front line after integrating the troops.

Originally, he wanted to discuss the specific arrangements for the next attack with the two regiment commanders, but when he came back, he heard his partner showing off his new knowledge.

It would be fine if everything was correct, but it was obviously only half a bottle of water and he had to show it off, which made him instantly frown.

"I say, Lao Li, are you eager to let everyone know that you have been reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Art of War for a few days?"

"What you just said is only the second half of the sentence. Do you know what the first half is? If you have that spare time, you might as well calm down and think more about how to fight next, instead of pretending to be Zhuge Liang."

Captain Li, who was interrupted from casting a spell, was not embarrassed. He smiled cheekily and answered very simply:

"I don't know. I am a two-handed knife who has changed my career halfway, and I am definitely far behind you, Lao Zhao."

"But Zhao Junshi, I wonder if you have any brilliant ideas to reduce the losses of the troops in the next street battle."

Blind Cheng was originally in the front row, watching the two people in front of him quarreling, and he wanted to take out a handful of peanuts. I have known Li Yunlong for so long, but this is the first time I have seen a political commissar make him lose face.

But when it comes to business, he controlled his expression and stepped forward to participate in the discussion. After all, their 772nd Regiment was stumped by this problem before.

Originally, Li Yunlong was just joking, but he didn't expect that the other party really came up with a solution.

Zhao Gang was indeed participating in a large-scale battle for the first time, but he had read a lot of books and had a rich tactical reserve, and he had seen a lot of similar tactical examples. In a sense, the two supervisors of the New Second Regiment had a lot of tricks for fighting.

Political Commissar Zhao closed his eyes and felt the wind direction, and then said to everyone present:

"Napoleon said that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Judging from the current weather and wind direction, the best method is of course fire attack."

"The strength of our two regiments is more than enough to surround Lujiazhuang. There is no need to be humane with the devils. Just set fire and it's over."

After hearing this tactic, Li Yunlong and Cheng Xiazi were a little ashamed.

Originally, one of them wanted to advance steadily and step by step, and the other planned to use mortars and grenade launchers to open the way. But now compared with Zhao Gang's tactics, it is completely a small witch meeting a big witch.

The two of them raised their thumbs at the same time to show their agreement, and silently said in their hearts: "The intellectuals are really vicious, never mess with this person in the future."

The rest of the story is not very exciting, and the devils have no chance to resist at all.

Because Lujiazhuang is close to the mountains and forests, most of the houses in the village are made of wood. In addition, the devils need fuel to cook, resulting in firewood piles in almost every household here.

The soldiers used the cover of the night to crawl to a safe position, lit torches one by one and threw them in front of the house. There are no civilians here, and there is no psychological burden to set fire.

After dozens of minutes, the fire burned more and more vigorously with the wind.

In the double torture of thick smoke and fire, the devils finally gave up and ran out of the house.

These little days in charge of logistics do not have the will of the bear soldiers in "Stalingrad", and they have no courage to fight the enemy even if they are on fire.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers waiting outside would not be polite to the devils who dared to escape from Lujiazhuang. The bullets composed of rifles and light machine guns directly helped them return to the fire and cremate them.

With the blessing of the northwest wind, the ashes of these beasts were blown away, without any chance of polluting the environment.

At the same time, the engineers sent by Cheng Xiazi to the Yuci line also successfully completed the task.

Under the cover of the soldiers of two companies, they successively blew up six railway bridges between Lujiazhuang and Yuci, dismantled all the rails, and burned them with sleepers.

After all the devils were burned clean, the 772nd Regiment and the New 2nd Regiment used the small river south of the village to put out the fire. The wind was a bit strong in the second half of the night, and the fire was likely to burn into the mountains.

Then the soldiers destroyed all the facilities in the station, including the water supply room, the board road room, and the signal lights. Zhang Dabiao also found an unexpected harvest in the ammunition depot, where there were a lot of weapons and ammunition.

These included Arisaka rifle bullets, melon grenades, grenades for grenade launchers, and so on. If these supplies were placed in the past, Cheng Xiazi and Li Yunlong would have had a fight.

But now their two regiments have been well equipped. Except for some new recruits, few soldiers are still using Japanese weapons.

However, the two regiment leaders still discussed and divided these weapons and ammunition equally. Even if their own regiments can't use them, they can still take them back to the base to distribute them to local troops. It's a pity to blow them up.

Just as the two regiment leaders counted the ammunition losses and casualties, the portable phones they carried with them suddenly rang at the same time.

Along with the heart-wrenching male voice, Li Yunlong also heard the panting of the warhorse, and the sound was gradually becoming clearer.

"All-channel call! All-channel call! This is Yangquan Lion Head Mountain. Please come to reinforce the friendly troops with spare strength!"

"Salute my favorite full-band blocking interference"

This call for help lasted for five minutes, which seemed to be beyond the receiving range.