Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Of course, the artillery shells of the Japanese army were not squandered at will. The Japanese officers who commanded the siege saw that the artillery shells were difficult to blast through the city gates for a while, so they had to give up the idea of ​​directly blasting the city gates with artillery, and replaced them with artillery again and again. Cooperate with the infantry to attack the city powerfully.

As for what he was angry about, it was obvious that Bao Song finally realized that he had been fooled by Xu Zilin. This person did it.

If Xu Zilin was brought in front of him at this moment, Bao Song would naturally take out his pistol and shoot Xu Zilin immediately without saying a word to vent his anger.

Thinking of these things, Bao Song couldn't remember how many times he scolded Xu Zilin, this harmful guy.

He also couldn't remember how many times the Japanese army had charged to attack the city. He only knew that there were about 1000 soldiers guarding the east gate under his command. There are more than 2000 people, but they can persist until now, and the remaining soldiers and horses are about 1000 people.

As for this, there are still some wounded and disabled soldiers. The so-called 227th Regiment of the Jinsui Army just stood firm on the east gate, relying on the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack ancient city gate to resist the attack of a Japanese brigade for less than two hours. The regiment lost a third of it.

It was impossible to judge whether Bao Song, the head of the 227th regiment, was really cowardly, or whether the fighting power of the Japanese army outside the city was too tough.

Or maybe both!

"Report to the head, the devils are attacking!"

When the subordinate's voice sounded, it broke all Bao Song's daydreams, and he stood up a little depressed, "I'm not deaf, can I not hear?"

The soldiers dared not speak.

All the generals under his command were dispatched to guard the city gate, and the adjutant who had been following him all this time had suffered a lifetime of bad luck. A shell just fell on his head. At this moment, Bao Song wanted to find a No one had spoken recently.

"Damn, the staff office is discussing matters! I want to discuss how to defend the city."

At the beginning of the meeting, Bao Song immediately asked: "We are all grasshoppers tied to a rope now, if we don't want to die, we should hurry to my attention, how to guard the city gate."

The conference room was quiet for a while, and the staff officers who were full of chatter and ideas on weekdays were completely silent at the moment. Bao Song was so angry that he patted the table and cursed: "Are you all dumb? Why don't you talk anymore? "

Seeing that the situation was not right, a staff officer bit the bullet and said: "Tuan Zuo, the devil's firepower is too fierce. If the city gates were not strong, we would have been broken into the city long ago. In this case, we have no other choice but to Hang on."

Bao Song scolded: "Stay hard, how long can you last? Tell you, I have asked for help. Even if there are reinforcements, we will have to wait until tomorrow. Today we have to rely on ourselves."

"Tuan Zuo, it will be completely dark in less than an hour. Once it gets dark, the little devil's siege will definitely be affected. By then, it will be much easier for us to defend the city. It shouldn't be a problem to persist until tomorrow."

A staff officer said: "But regiment, according to reports from scouts, the number of devils seems to be increasing. It seems that they have more reinforcements arriving."

Everyone was shocked, what should I do?

A voice sounded, as if he was grateful for the excellent idea he came up with, "If the regiment really can't do it, let's just surrender to the devils. I've heard that many of the Imperial Association Army are our old troops. What will happen to us."

"You make me a traitor?"

"Tuan Zuo, me and me" Facing Bao Song's stare, the staff officer trembled in fright, fearing that Bao Song would draw a gun and kill someone if he disagreed with him.

Unexpectedly, Bao Song let out a long sigh, sat down on his seat, and said bitterly: "If it really comes to that time, I will have no other choice."

"The team is wise!"

"The team is wise!"

The dignified 227th regiment of the Jinsui Army, after Bao Song made this final bitter decision, ironically, none of the staff officers did not praise him.

"Report to the head of the regiment, the Japanese army has been repulsed."

At this time, the communications soldiers came with good news, but Bao Song was concerned about casualties. Judging from every previous routine, every time the Japanese attack was repelled, it would be accompanied by a large number of casualties of the 227th regiment.

This time was no exception, "Commander, this time we repelled the Japanese attack and killed 275 people."

As for how many people were injured, Bao Song explained before that there is no need to count, because there is no need to think about it, and those who can still breathe on the city gate at this moment are basically injured.

Bao Song's eyes were solemn, and if he continued to fight with such casualties, with a few more attacks, the defenders on his city gate would be completely wiped out.

Bao Song still had his last hope. When he energized the headquarters of the second war zone, the head of the headquarters promised him that as long as the 227th regiment could hold on until dawn tomorrow, reinforcements would arrive.

This is also the reason why Bao Song can stick to it until now.

Otherwise, Bao Song would have ordered the gates of the city to be opened to surrender to the Japanese without the advice of the staff officer. He knew too well the importance of having his own army in this troubled world. All the troops on the board were wiped out, let alone the devils, even the Guo army would not pay attention to him, then Bao Song would be completely finished.

Bao Song, who decided to go all out, ordered: "I withdraw most of the troops from the north, south, west, and west directions, and put them into the defense of the east gate. It is enough to leave a platoon of troops to guard."

The staff officers were taken aback, "Sir, but in this way, the North City Gate, South City Gate and West City Gate will be directly empty of troops."

Bao Song said: "I can't control that much anymore. If it really comes to the point where we can't do anything, we can only choose to surrender to the devil."

"Yes!"

The staff were helpless.

The messenger immediately conveyed Bao Song's military order to the defenders at the other three gates.

Bao Song raised his head and looked at the darker sky, which was so gray that he could barely see half a cloud. Psychologically speaking, he still didn't want to be a traitor, and he kept praying that the sky would be earlier today. Heiding, let's get through this night and wait for tomorrow's reinforcements.

He just lowered his head and gritted his teeth. This political commissar Xu really made Bao Song miserable!

492 Strategies for Wearying the Enemy

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the last twilight is gradually fading away.

The last one waiting for the dark was naturally Han Feng, Li Yunlong and his party.

The soil work is still being excavated, which has attracted the full attention of the Japanese army on the south gate. Two kilometers away, if you are on the south gate of Linfen, you can probably see some outlines only with the help of high-powered night vision binoculars. .

It's a pity that there is still a large forest here as a cover. The investigation of the three wolves of the valley has also cast their eyes on this place, but they have not found any clues.

Little did they know that under the cover of this forest, Han Feng and Li Yunlong had selected 500 elites from their own teams to carry out the task of climbing up to the top of the city from the two flanks of the south gate to attack the Japanese army tonight.

The sky is getting closer and closer to darkness.

Han Feng bowed his head and looked at the time on his watch. The moonlight was hazy tonight, and the night was a few minutes earlier than usual. Even this day seemed to be covering and assisting Han Feng and his party's actions.

"Old leader, in another quarter of an hour, it should be dark. Before night, we need to make another wave of feints with the help of the trench, so as to refresh the little devil."

Li Yunlong said: "Just now we sent more people, and the soil work has advanced thirty or forty steps, but the distance is still too far. For this feint attack, let the brothers with three or eight big caps in their hands go, damn it, The devil's marksmanship is not bad, we can't touch this bad luck, we'll let Lao Tzu lay in the ground and shoot, anyway, this is dark, and the little devil doesn't know what we are going to do."

Han Feng smiled and said, "The old regiment leader has a good idea, so let's fight like this."

When the feint attack started, the Eighth Route Army was crawling and shooting among the local tyrants everywhere, but all the soldiers knew in their hearts that there was still a distance of three or four hundred steps, and the sky was gloomy, and the ghosts on the top of the city also fainted. Jojo could see a black shadow. In this situation, not to mention them, even the sharpshooters in the team might not be able to hit the target.

If you are lucky, the blind cat can kill two devils when it meets a dead mouse. If you are unlucky, it is completely performing the so-called feint mission, wasting bullets and emptying the gun there!

But having said that, in this dark sky, even if it hits the enemy, the shooter will not be aware of it at all.

A muddle-headed feint, which would have been a bit comical in broad daylight, was completely unfolded when it was approaching night.

On the tower, Saburo Yaya, the captain of the Japanese army, was completely dumbfounded.

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