diymy Chapter 36: A Review of the Harvest
Chapter 36: A Review of the Harvest
"Reporting to the company commander, we have collected 2 intact grenade launchers, 43 Type 38 rifles, 23 grenades, 3500 rifle rounds, 1900 machine gun rounds, and 45 hand grenades..."
As he listened to the report, Yang Zheng's gaze swept over the spoils of war, and he nodded, extremely satisfied.
At Shuangbei Gorge, they also took away a light machine gun and a heavy machine gun, so their gains were quite substantial.
Including the spoils from the battlefield cleanup, today's total captures include: 96 Type 38 rifles, 8500 rounds of rifle ammunition; 5 Type 11 light machine guns, 5100 rounds of machine gun ammunition; 7 grenade launchers, 57 grenades; 1 Type 92 heavy machine gun, 1800 rounds of ammunition; and 130 hand grenades.
In addition, there are more than 100 sets of military uniforms, helmets, and boots, which is more than enough to expand another reinforced company.
Once he returns to Changning Village, his Eighth Company will be a battalion in size after being summoned.
Upon hearing the summons, Yang Zheng's gaze fell upon the Japanese soldiers' corpses. He waved his hand lightly and said, "Burn the Japanese corpses, then take the wounded and the spoils of war, and let's go to the Daejeon stronghold!"
The Daejeon stronghold must be captured, otherwise without food, everything will be in vain.
Soon, a raging fire broke out in Shuangbei Gorge, and while the corpses were being burned, Yang Zheng summoned Yu Dahai.
"Da Hai, there are now nine grenade launchers in total. Go and select 14 soldiers and teach them how to use them. They don't need to be very accurate, just enough to get the grenades going!"
When attacking the Daejeon stronghold, Yang planned to use grenades first, employing a large number of grenades to cover the soldiers' charge.
Once the soldiers charged close enough, taking down the Japanese stronghold, which only had about ten men left, would be a piece of cake.
Yu Dahai thought for a moment, then nodded confidently and said, "Company Commander, all four of us can be the main gunners. In addition, when bombing is needed, the four of us can pre-adjust the firing parameters, and the other soldiers only need to pull the trigger."
Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded in satisfaction, instructing him to select the people and also to have Zhao Dahu and the others cooperate.
Subsequently, they brought in platoon-level officers such as Zhao Dahu and began to devise a plan to attack the stronghold.
Soon, everything was arranged, and each commander was clear about their mission. The Japanese corpses could no longer be extracted of soul points or flesh resources.
Yang Zheng checked the system: Soul Points: 2745, Flesh and Blood Resources: 25241.
"Let's go! Once we take the outpost, our plan for today will be a complete success!"
"Yes, take the stronghold!"
"Victory is certain! Victory is certain!"
At this moment, the morale of the Eighth Company was truly soaring. They had won two battles in a row, killing nearly 200 Japanese soldiers. Even the new recruits had their confidence in victory ignited in their hearts.
Of course, the casualties were not small either, totaling 48 people, including 28 who died, 20 who were seriously injured, and the number of those with minor injuries is not counted.
A group of about a hundred men, carrying large amounts of spoils and carrying their comrades, marched in a grand and undisguised manner toward the Daejeon stronghold.
Inside the stronghold, the Japanese soldiers were in complete chaos. Several of the Japanese soldiers who had fled earlier had circled back to the Daejeon stronghold and reported back.
Meanwhile, the Japanese sergeant in charge of staying behind frantically called for help, but was told that they had to hold out until 3 p.m.
The reinforcements to the Xiaowangzhuang and Heifeng'ao strongholds were attacked and completely wiped out.
To prevent the Eighth Route Army from luring them away from their stronghold, the surrounding troops could no longer be moved without authorization, and it would take time to transfer troops from Xiyang County.
There are still four hours until 3 p.m.
Just as the Japanese sergeant was praying that the Eighth Route Army had no interest in their stronghold, a vast gray figure suddenly appeared at the end of the mountain road.
The Eighth Route Army has arrived.
"What should we do!"
"Captain Ikeuchi has already perished, and we..."
Hearing the panicked voices of the soldiers, the Japanese sergeant forced himself to remain calm and roared, "Damn it! Calm down! The Eighth Route Army doesn't have heavy artillery. As long as we hold the blockhouse, they can't do anything to us."
Perhaps his roar had a calming effect, and the Japanese soldiers gradually quieted down. Then, under his command, they quickly prepared for battle.
All buildings, including the stronghold and barracks, were abandoned, and all manpower was concentrated in the pillbox for defense.
One of the two light machine guns was mounted on the rooftop, while the other was positioned on the second floor, aimed at the distant figures of the Eighth Route Army.
The other Japanese soldiers also held their rifles and poked their gun barrels out from the narrow firing ports on the second floor.
At the same time, Yang Zheng was using binoculars to carefully examine the details of the Datian stronghold. He soon discovered that the stronghold was empty, with only occasional figures visible inside the pillboxes.
"It's good that they're all gathered together!"
Yang Zheng put down his binoculars and beckoned Yu Dahai over. "Dahai, do you see the top of the Japanese pillbox? Concentrate all the grenade launchers and take him out in the first round. Then, in the second round, start covering the area around the pillbox so they have no line of sight."
Yu Dahai took Yang Zheng's binoculars, examined them carefully, and nodded. "Company Commander, we need to get within 300 meters!"
Yang Zheng nodded and shouted to Zhao Dahu and the others, "Machine guns, prepare to provide covering fire! Don't hold back your bullets! I just want to see the Japanese not even have the courage to retaliate in the short term!"
"clear!"
With Yang Zheng's order, eight Type 8 light machine guns and one Type 1 gun were set up 500 meters away from the Japanese pillbox.
Yu Dahai, leading a dozen or so men, carrying grenade launchers, advanced towards the right flank.
Everything is ready!
"beat!"
"Da da da..."
"Damn it..."
A barrage of 6.5mm and 7.7mm bullets rained down on the Japanese pillbox. Although most of them hit the sturdy walls of the pillbox, they still terrified the Japanese soldiers, who were afraid that bullets would fly in through the firing ports. They all crouched down and dared not peek out.
The Japanese sergeant didn't shout to stop them, because he saw that the Eighth Route Army was still far from their blockhouse. Even if they fought back now, it wouldn't have much effect. It was better to wait for the Eighth Route Army to get closer.
At the same time, he was mentally calculating the time based on the speed of his soldiers' charge, and as soon as the time was up, he would order everyone to return fire.
10 seconds... The Eighth Route Army's firing continued!
20 seconds…
40 seconds…
1 minutes…
"Baka! Stand up and fight back!"
The Japanese sergeant shouted loudly, stood up abruptly, and looked down.
Enemy within 200 meters
Ok?
Where is the enemy?
The Japanese sergeant first swept the area within 200 meters of the pillbox and found no Eighth Route Army soldiers. Then his gaze quickly moved forward and he saw the main force of the Eighth Route Army soldiers standing still.
He was stunned, somewhat at a loss, yet also pleasantly surprised.
The Eighth Route Army's ammunition was a major problem. They didn't launch any attack during this minute of firing, which meant that they had wasted so much ammunition, allowing them to hold out for a longer period of time.
But just as the Japanese sergeant was getting excited, a Japanese soldier suddenly shouted, "Sir, there are enemies on the left flank, 300 meters away... They... They've set up grenade launchers..."
"Baka!! Notify them immediately..."
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