Chapter 158 The City Is Broken! Duan Peng Appears!

There is a famous principle in management, that is, superiors can only inspect and not command. Subordinates can only complain and not ask for instructions.

After all, doing something by going beyond the level can easily disrupt the normal hierarchical arrangement. This makes battlefield micro-management a technical job, not just me.

In this siege, although Li Da, the regiment commander, also carried out battlefield micro-management, it was essentially very different from the bald captain.

Because Li Yunlong was commanding from the front, his battlefield command post was almost in front of the bayonet of the devil. Even if he did not participate in the battle, he could fully grasp the battlefield information at the front line.

Even as a regiment-level combat commander, he commanded at the squad level, but the tactics he formulated were indeed the most suitable way to play under the current situation.

And this phenomenon is not normal. For grassroots soldiers, occasionally being micro-managed once will more or less produce a sense of honor that I fight side by side with the regiment commander.

The situation is different when it comes to the captain.

When the bald man sits in the office, watching the Shanghai stock market while remotely controlling. The battle reports sent back from the front had already lost their timeliness, and even new changes that he didn't know about had occurred.

In this case, airdropping instructions and orders were useless. It would only make the commanders on the front line curse loudly, and most of the time it would only make things worse.

"Li from the Guangxi clique: I was able to win a few small victories in the Fifth War Zone, and it was not unrelated to not being directly commanded by the bald man."

With specific tactics, the soldiers had a clear division of labor.

The battle-hardened machine gunners and precision shooters suppressed the firing ports on the city walls with firepower, and the devils couldn't fire a single bullet.

Often, as soon as they showed their heads and prepared to check the situation, they were beaten into honeycomb coal by the soldiers below.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao realized that the time was ripe and the battle situation was completely in line with the arrangements of his own regiment commander, so he waved back to signal the blasting team that had been prepared to set off.

"Check your equipment! Five people in a group! Be quick! I promise that no enemy can harass you."

"If there is a bullet or a grenade, I, Zhang Dabiao, will personally take the field! Let's go!"

After hearing the order, the first group of soldiers rushed out without hesitation. In order to get closer to the city wall faster, all of them went into battle lightly.

In addition to explosive packs and engineer shovels, they did not even bring a gun, and completely entrusted their lives and safety to their comrades.

However, the comrades did not live up to their comrades' trust. At the moment the blasting team set out, the intensity of the suppression of the firing ports on the city wall doubled.

The fierce firepower made the devils dare not even move, and for a time, these little days were somewhat doubtful of life.

Until now, they still don't understand why the Eighth Route Army, which has always been short of ammunition, has suddenly become so rich.

With the cover of everyone, the blasting team successfully reached the city wall, and they immediately started digging with the engineer shovels they carried with them. It doesn't matter how deep the digging is, the pit only needs to be able to hold five explosive packs.

After arranging everything according to the predetermined plan, the soldiers of the blasting team ignited the fuse of the explosive pack.

This fuse was specially debugged before the battle. Even a lame person could leave the scene and retreat to a safe area within the reserved time.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone in the New Second Regiment, a violent explosion occurred at the bottom of the city wall not far away. The huge smoke and dust even stopped the firepower of both sides for a few seconds.

After the smoke dissipated, although the wall was slightly damaged, it was still far from blasting a gap.

There was no way. After all, the ancient Chinese city walls were famous for being strong and durable. In many cases, they could withstand a few large-caliber grenades for a while.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. When they built the city wall, they had already explored a very classic gravity dam structure.

In general, the gravity dam is trapezoidal, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, using its own gravity to stabilize the overall structure.

This means that the strongest part of a city wall must be the bottom. Coupled with the amazing thickness, it is completely a pipe dream to expect five explosive packs to destroy the wall.

In fact, the most reasonable method of destruction should be to dig a tunnel first and then place explosives.

By blowing up the tunnel dug below, an effect similar to a mine collapse is triggered. The foundation of the city wall above is loosened, and eventually it collapses due to gravity.

If the troops are not convenient to use the previous method, then simply focus on attacking the top.

The solidity of that position is weaker than the bottom, and after the collapse, there is a high probability that a slope will be formed in front, and the siege troops can take the opportunity to kill over.

It's a pity that the new second regiment did not have enough time to act this time, and the power of the Type 92 infantry gun was insufficient, which made Li Yunlong use the dumbest method.

Thanks to the powerful explosive packs improved by the Yellow River, as long as they were blown up a few more times, they could still win by quantity.

Although the city wall was not solved in one go, Zhang Dabiao was not discouraged. He immediately ordered the second group of soldiers to set off for blasting.

But this time the situation changed, and the devils began to counterattack frantically.

Although they were suppressed by the firepower of the New Second Regiment before, it didn't matter as long as the enemy didn't use ladders to climb the city wall. After all, no matter how hard they fought, they couldn't cause any substantial damage.

But the explosion just now woke up all the devils, making them realize that the Eighth Route Army below was actually trying to break the wall with explosives.

This behavior has threatened their lives, so the little people began to fight to the death.

Although you cannot shoot with light and heavy machine guns, throwing cantaloupe grenades downwards can also play a role in blocking the enemy. After sacrificing the lives of a few unlucky guys, the Japs figured out the direction in which the demolition team was heading.

They threw the grenades out of the crenellations of the city wall, and there were not enough of them to make up for it.

This caused four soldiers of the second group to die on the way to the charge, and only one comrade successfully completed the task.

This immediately made Zhang Dabiao's eyes wide open. He grabbed a pack of explosives and prepared to join the third group to participate in the blasting, but Li Yunlong arrived in time to stop him.

"Are you stupid? How can you fight like this! I don't object to you taking the lead in the charge, but if you have difficulties, why don't you call for artillery support?"

Although there are bound to be casualties in war, unnecessary sacrifices should be avoided as much as possible.

Now the Eighth Route Army is no longer as miserable as it used to be. There is no need to let the soldiers fill it with their lives just to save a few shells.

Because he was afraid of enemy aircraft, Li Yunlong was a little reluctant to use the Type 92 infantry cannon, but of course he had no worries about a weapon like the 60-force that could be picked up and run away.

After receiving the order from their regiment commander, the artillery company, led by Wang Chengzhu, fired three rounds of fire at the enemies on the city wall.

While the enemy was still under the influence of the shelling, Zhang Dabiao led the blasting team to the originally planned blasting point without any injuries.

Everyone first used engineering shovels to clear away the rubble, and then placed explosive packages at the preset blasting points.

After repeating this twice, a large gap was finally blown out of the solid city wall. And under the effect of gravity's self-collapse, the collapsed masonry, gravel and soil formed a slope.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Dabiao prompted the commandos to set off immediately, preparing to gain a foothold in the gap while the Japanese were bombed out of organization.

Facing the confused enemy, the soldiers used grenades and shell guns to clear the way. The few days left had no ability to stop the commandos descending like tigers from the mountain.

The Japs in the city also tried to stall for time with street fighting, but the gap in numbers could not be made up by a few houses.

The soldiers of the New Second Regiment followed the commando team and rushed to Yangquan County. Unfortunately, the city gate had been blocked by the enemy with a large number of sandbags and soil. The not-so-wide gap seriously affected the comrades' attack speed.

At this time, attacks from the other two directions continued.

Considering that enemy fighter jets might come for reinforcements at any time, Li Yunlong divided two battalions to support the 769th Regiment and the 14th Regiment, while he led one battalion straight to the Japanese ammunition depot and grain depot.

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In Yangquan's headquarters, the Chief of Staff of the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade, Kodera Katsato, was ready to be loyal to Tian Locust.

The Japanese held a command knife in one hand and a useless Southern Type 14 pistol in the other, posing as if he wanted to fight the Eighth Route Army to the bitter end.

All the soldiers in Yangquan County have been sent out for defense, leaving only a few staff officers with little combat effectiveness around him.

"Your Majesty Colonel, why haven't the fighter jets from Taiyuan come to support us yet? Are you upset that Lieutenant General Shinozuka has given up on us?"

Hearing such a stupid question, Kodera Katsari smiled bitterly, and then looked at the several helpless advisers with empty eyes.

"Because there is no fuel. It's not like you don't know how scarce my country's strategic material reserves are."

"Now the Eighth Route Army is wreaking havoc on the Zhengtai Line, and our transportation line has been cut off. Those three attacks should be the limit of the flying team."

As soon as these words came out, there was a brief silence in the war conference room. This group of Japanese soldiers knew that the lines of communication they depended on for survival were occupied by the enemy.

The brigade commander, Katayama Shotaro, has withdrawn all nearby troops, and now the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade is isolated and helpless.

It is only a matter of time before the three walls are breached by the enemy. The east side seems safe but there are definitely a large number of enemies ambushing them. This situation is already a dead end, but they just don't want to admit it these days.

Kodera Katsari picked up his hat from the table. The Japanese colonel adjusted his appearance in front of a mirror. He looked at the several staff officers in front of him and said:

"Gentlemen, we are samurai from Japan's brother country. Death on the battlefield is the best destination for us."

"Although we lost, the honor of the brigade cannot be retained. You lead people to destroy ammunition depots and granaries. These things cannot be left to the Eighth Route Army."

"I'm going to send a farewell telegram to Lieutenant General Shinozuka, and then destroy all confidential documents and radio stations. Let's meet at Kudanzaka."

"Hi!"

The words of his chief of staff seemed to ignite the fire in the hearts of the devils. They bowed very enthusiastically, and then ran towards their goal.

As an important transportation node and the headquarters of the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade, Yangquan stores a large amount of weapons, ammunition and various supplies.

Based on Kodera Katsato's understanding of the Eighth Route Army, those poor men would definitely take away valuable things in a short time.

With the mentality that if I can't get it and you don't want it, this devil unilaterally decided to destroy these things without even reporting it to Yoshio Shinozuka.

After leaving the headquarters, the staff officers and the few remaining soldiers split up.

Compared with destroying the ammunition depot, it is more difficult to completely destroy the granary. If it were simply set on fire, the Eighth Route Army would probably be able to salvage some of the food that had not been burned.

Therefore, the ruthless Japanese staff prepared a multi-pronged approach, not only using fire but also blowing up with mortars, and they even considered placing some explosive packs.

These Xiaori were completely immersed in their own world, and did not notice that there were several men like farmers staring at them on the commanding heights in front.

"Duan Peng, the little devils are coming, how do we fight? This route must go to the granary, we can't let them go."

The flat-headed man in a gray short coat looked at his partner, and after thinking for a moment, he expressed his thoughts.

"We only have three guns, but there are five devils. With our shooting skills, they will definitely miss if they run."

"I'll stop those bastards and give you a chance to shoot fixed targets. If I have any accidents, you must help me take care of my mother."

Hearing this explanation like a last word, several farmers' eyes immediately turned red.

These people were originally farmers outside the city, and they made a living by selling grain on weekdays. Because there were elderly people in their families who needed to be supported, they had no choice but to become obedient citizens.

But Xiaori and the traitors bullied people too much, and oppressed the people of the Republic of China too harshly, and did not think of giving them a way to live.

In a dispute, Duan Peng accidentally killed a traitor, which made his already poor life even worse. Just when he was about to be forced to death by the devils, a passing district team saved him.

From that day on, this honest farmer became a glorious guerrilla.

After making a decision, Duan Peng quietly came down from the commanding heights and waited for the devils to pass in a dark alley.

After estimating the time, he pretended to be panicked and pushed the cart and hit the enemy at the front of the team.

This behavior made Xiao Rizi, who was like a frightened bird, nervously pull out his gun. After seeing that the other party was just a civilian, the five devils showed a fierce expression.

In fact, the highest-ranking major staff officer directly drew out his command knife. He was ready to kill the Republic of China farmer who dared to offend him before he died.

But at this moment, three gunshots were heard on the quiet street.

Duan Peng's comrades did not live up to his trust. Three Arisaka rifle bullets hit the arrogant Xiao Rizi from more than 20 meters away.

The flat-headed man also moved at the same time, and he burst out with amazing speed. His right hand, full of calluses, slapped the chin of the major staff officer from bottom to top.

This powerful blow made the Japanese spit blood, and half of his teeth were knocked out.

The last Japanese wanted to fight back with the turtle box in his hand, but Duan Peng's dark hands directly picked up a human shield, and the bullet shot out sent his own staff officer away.

The guerrillas on the commanding heights had reloaded, and the five Japanese who went to destroy the granary only lasted for more than ten seconds.

After the battle, several other teammates ran down from the commanding heights. While picking up the Japanese weapons, they said in shock:

"Your iron sand palm is really amazing! I didn't even see how you killed the Japanese!"

Hearing his partner's praise, Duan Peng scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

"Anyone who practices martial arts must have some courage. Seeing the Japanese soldiers riding on our heads, I can't swallow this anger!"

"Hurry up and pack up and go to the granary! We have to hold out until the main force arrives!"

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