Lin Fan had only one goal: to inflict as many casualties as possible on the Japanese devils of the Setani Kiji Brigade.

According to the intelligence analysis from Mao Wenxing's aerial reconnaissance: the Nationalist army's defense line in the northeast direction of Xuzhou, from Linyi to Taierzhuang,

had already been fragmented and beyond repair.

Li Zongren's six hundred thousand troops were along the canal, trying to compete with the Japanese in defense.

It was so vulnerable.

Some things are just like that: self-proclaimed strength is often punctured with a single poke!

Although he had anticipated this situation, Lin Fan still felt some heartache.

Originally, they could have concentrated their forces to attack a single point.

He could understand: the occasional bursts of strength from these Nationalist troops when driven into a corner.

However, without a firm belief to sustain it, this kind of burst could not last long, nor could it be applied to every unit.

Under the current circumstances:

The Special Operations Brigade would have to prepare to retreat after this battle at Liujia Lake.

In the words of the Japanese devils: this is called strategic withdrawal!

Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh: the Japanese counterattack came too quickly.

A nation united in its desire for invasion doesn't pay much attention to minor setbacks.

What they care about is: what to do next?

Lin Fan's current force was not yet capable of launching a full-scale attack on the entire invading army.

But with a force of ten thousand men in hand, he had to do what he could.

Commander Gu Xiuming was very clear about what the detachment leader was thinking.

To lure the Japanese towards Liujia Village, they had to hurt the leading elements of the Japanese army.

Hitting the small ones would bring out the big ones.

Hitting the few would bring the many – that was the reality.

The special forces of the Special Operations Brigade were, of course, most adept at two skills: bayonet fighting and directional mines.

If they were in Jurong, they would now have to add strafing from airplanes.

In Lin Fan's mind, the Special Operations Brigade would eventually have to add another skill: rocket artillery saturation, which was the equipment he was vigorously developing.

The difficulty of this weapon didn't lie in the technology, but in the idea itself.

The grenade launchers and mortars currently used by the Japanese, as well as fireworks and "two-kickers" (firecrackers), could all be seen as predecessors to rocket artillery.

Lin Fan was currently only temporarily upgrading the single launch tube to five tubes.

His ultimate goal, of course, was to have as many as possible, starting with at least twelve launch tubes.

Li Xian, who was in Jurong, was racking his brains to achieve this goal for Lin Fan.

There was no other reason: even the current experimental five-tube system was quite expensive.

Although the Special Operations Brigade had received a large sum of money some time ago, Lin Fan had also spent a lot of it.

Although the Special Operations Brigade's jurisdiction had begun to see returns on investment: commercial taxes were being collected in various places.

Although the war was still ongoing, today's spring tea was exceptionally good.

The warriors' blood had nourished the land, increasing its temperature and making the spring tea even better.

Li Xian had been somewhat busy and was now going to be even busier.

The cooperation that had been negotiated with foreigners was, after more than a month of fermentation,

attracting many businessmen to Jurong as they caught wind of it.

These businessmen, looking at Jurong after not seeing it for several months, couldn't believe it:

the changes here were too great.

Simply put, the roads were wider, there were more people, and there were more unfinished construction projects.

The entire Jurong was now a large construction site, with construction everywhere.

Not only Jurong, but also Dangtu, Wuhu, Guangde, and all the areas under the Special Operations Brigade's jurisdiction were like this.

Because there were so many construction projects here, people in these places didn't have to worry about finding work.

With work to do, there was food to eat.

With food to eat and work to do, their bodies were, of course, much healthier.

The sky here was the same as in Nanjing, a dozen miles away, but the mental outlook of the people on the ground was very different.

Everyone who came to Jurong for the first time could see: this was a place paved with money.

Whether working here or being a boss, they should definitely stay.

This was exactly what Lin Fan hoped for: he hoped that everyone who came to Jurong would stay.

Contributing to the prosperity of Jurong was also contributing to the war of resistance.

Currently, Lin Fan only wanted to keep every Japanese devil who arrived in the Taierzhuang area.

Liujia Lake was just ten miles north of Taierzhuang.

No matter which direction the Setani Kiji Brigade came from to attack Taierzhuang, they could not avoid the Special Operations Brigade.

Commander Gu Xiuming now had twelve companies under his command.

He ordered the first, second, and third companies to lure the enemy, while the remaining companies set up directional mines, the Special Operations Brigade's specialty, around the Mud Ditch.

The Japanese devils had retreated from this direction back then, and this time they would come again by the same route.

Mud Ditch was a place name, where there were many peach trees, thirty miles from Taierzhuang.

When they retreated on the sixth, the remnants of Ono Yuto's company had seen peach blossoms all over the mountains and ditches.

More than ten days had passed, and although the peach blossoms had faded, the branches were covered with small green fruits.

Directional mines were a staple of the Special Operations Brigade, and every soldier in every company had to master them.

After more than ten days of intensive training, both discipline and execution were no longer the same as on the first day.

Company Commander Feng Ruili was previously a platoon leader in the first company.

Having been promoted to company commander, Feng Ruili had more soldiers under his command, but fewer veterans.

Most of the veterans had been evenly distributed to the various companies as squad leaders, platoon leaders, and even company commanders.

These days, Feng Ruili had been worrying a lot in order to be a good company commander.

The first company must become the face of the regiment, and also the face of the entire Lunan Detachment.

This was something that could not be lost no matter what.

In Jurong, the first company had the strongest combat capability in the entire Special Operations Brigade.

Although some people didn't admit it, Feng Ruili had never doubted it.

So he was under a lot of pressure as the company commander of the first company.

Now he was leading three companies to meet the Japanese devils coming from the opposite direction.

We are hospitable people: good wine for friends who come.

We are a group of people with backbone: hunting rifles for enemies who come.

The ones coming from the opposite side were enemies, so they would only be greeted with hunting rifles.

The leader of the Setani Kiji Brigade, who had only strategically withdrawn from Taierzhuang to Yixian on the sixth,

and had been besieged by Tang Enbo's army for ten days,

this time dispatched Ono Yuto's company as the vanguard.

Ono Yuto's company was chosen, of course, not because its name contained the character for "brave."

It was simply because this company had suffered fewer casualties in the previous battle to attack Taierzhuang.

It is said that old horses know the way.

This was a company that had once fought to the outside of the Taierzhuang fortress walls.

Although about half of the Japanese devils in this company were newly added replacements,

half of the Japanese devils were familiar with the road, which was enough.

Company Commander Ono Yuto was now walking in the middle of the formation.

He no longer had the anxiety he felt when retreating from Taierzhuang at noon on the sixth.

He now had the leisure to promote all the actions of his company during the retreat that day as heroic material to the Japanese devils in the entire company.

There is a common point in leading troops: publicize the past achievements of the unit to the new recruits.

Let them generate a sense of honor and identity, and then maintain this honor and create new honors.

If such a virtuous cycle continues, the military soul of a unit will be formed.

Those old Japanese devils silently walking on the familiar road admired the company commander's ability to tell lies in broad daylight without blushing at all.

On the sixth, the Japanese devils of the entire Ono Yuto company had thrown away their machine guns in order to run faster.

They had even abandoned the wounded Japanese devils in the company and ran away.

Now, in the story of Company Commander Ono Yuto, those things did not exist.

What existed was how Company Commander Ono Yuto led the Japanese devils of the entire company to resist the pursuit of thousands of Nationalist soldiers alone when the entire army was strategically withdrawing.

Although the company commander's story prominently showed his calmness and proper command as a commander,

it ultimately brought the entire company of Japanese devils to the forefront.

This made these old Japanese devils walking along the road feel honored, and their steps were more forceful when walking.

Of course, there were no disharmonious words.

Not only that, but many old Japanese devils kept echoing.

Helping Company Commander Ono Yuto to complete some details that he had not noticed, making the whole story more heroic, fuller, and more touching.

Wildflowers were blooming by the roadside, and the spring breeze was pleasant.

All this made Company Commander Ono Yuto feel that the world was so beautiful, even more so today than in the past.

Zhou Yan's 75th Army was defending Taierzhuang, which made him feel a lot of pressure.

Some time ago, Sun Lianzhong's Second Group Army had persisted for half a month.

Although the title was Group Army, the actual strength was only three divisions.

This time, his 75th Army also had three divisions. If he didn't defend for ten days or half a month, he would be embarrassed to retreat.

But: could he defend for so long this time?

The current situation was much more dangerous than the last time: Linyi was lost, Xiangcheng was lost, and Lanling was also lost.

It would not be surprising if Taierzhuang was lost again.

It was just that Zhou Yan was unwilling to retreat without a fight. It was not useless to fight with the Japanese devils before retreating.

For example, people always have to defecate after eating.

But no one stops eating because they have to defecate after eating.

The current battle was the same. Although Taierzhuang would eventually have to be abandoned, it was good to kill a few more Japanese devils before abandoning it.

The soldiers' blood would not be shed in vain.

What's more: there was a magical force stationed ten miles ahead of Taierzhuang.

Zhou Yan remembered the fact that they had cooperated with the Special Operations Brigade some time ago to annihilate two Japanese infantry battalions in one fell swoop.

Although he did not understand why such a force had not moved in subsequent operations.

But seeing that all the units that had defended Taierzhuang had retreated, only this unit remained motionless, nailed to Liujia Lake like a nail,

Zhou Yan seemed to understand something.

Platoon Leader Chen Yongsi watched the leading elements of the Japanese army walk into the Mud Ditch from a distance.

His heart began to get excited.

He and his reconnaissance squad were once again bystanders.

Just now they had seen the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade, a force of more than a thousand people, lurking behind the Mud Ditch.

This kind of arrangement seemed a little familiar: like the time in Zhao Village when they used a small number of cavalry-only infantry to lure one Japanese cavalry unit after another for encirclement and annihilation.

When Company Commander Ono Yuto was telling his story, Company Commander Feng Ruili led hundreds of Nationalist troops into their view.

The two sides, who had suddenly encountered each other, had no surprise.

Company Commander Feng Ruili led these four hundred people, first looking blankly at the Japanese devils not far away.

As if they couldn't believe their eyes.

It was not until Company Commander Ono Yuto drew his command knife and shouted, "Kill!"

That these Nationalist soldiers suddenly seemed to come back to their senses and turned around and ran.

These Nationalist soldiers, who all wanted to run faster, didn't seem to understand one thing:

order is the most efficient.

Including running away, running away in an orderly manner is definitely faster than running away in a chaotic mess.

However, although the distance between the two sides was not far, it was not close either.

The Japanese devils of Ono Yuto's company were very excited.

They had just heard Company Commander Ono tell so many heroic deeds, and now they could join in as protagonists.

Moreover, Company Commander Ono Yuto was still shouting loudly, encouraging the Japanese devils of the entire company to charge up.

His company had now been replenished, and the entire company was fully staffed with 184 Japanese devils.

Not one was missing!

An imperial warrior company, dealing with a Nationalist army battalion, was like catching a turtle in a jar – an easy task.

After chasing out three hundred meters, some of the Nationalist soldiers in front had already fallen behind.

These stragglers had to turn around and fire a few shots.

It must be said that the marksmanship of these Nationalist soldiers was not bad.

They casually turned around and fired a few shots, and two Japanese devils fell in Ono Yuto's company.

But they were all minor injuries.

Unlucky Miki Taro was shot in the arm, and the recoil of the Type 38 rifle was too strong.

This shot entered from the front of the arm and went out from the back.

The high temperature brought by the high speed added a hole to the muscles of the arm.

Such injuries were not serious.

Sergeant Miki Taro had just heard the story told by Company Commander Ono Yuto and insisted on continuing to chase after them.

Avenging himself! This was a good sign: a Japanese devil who didn't leave the front line even with a minor injury, Company Commander Ono Yuto liked such soldiers.

He also liked Japanese devils who didn't leave the battlefield even when they died!

Feng Ruili led three companies and ran three miles with the intention of dragging their feet.

Now these soldiers looked so tired that they couldn't run anymore.

Company Commander Ono Yuto was still a little scared when he was in the Mud Ditch just now.

Afraid of falling into an ambush by the Nationalist army.

Now that he had rushed out of the Mud Ditch, the outside was flat and there would be no more ambushes here.

Many of the Nationalist troops who had fled in the distance were sitting on the ground gasping for breath.

This time they didn't even have the strength to shoot.

Company Commander Ono Yuto raised his command knife again: "Kill!"

One effort, then exhaustion, and finally decline!

He was telling the Japanese devils under his command to speed up again after chasing for two miles.

At this time, the difference between the Japanese devils in Ono Yuto's entire team became apparent.

Those who could still speed up their charge at this time were all old Japanese devils who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years.

Those Japanese devils whose footsteps were heavy and whose performance was similar to that of the Nationalist troops who were running away were the new Japanese devils who had just crossed the ocean to this land to die.

Commander Gu Xiuming understood after seeing the Japanese devils obviously divided into two sections.

The more than one hundred Japanese devils rushing in front were the absolute main force of this team.

The dozens of Japanese devils following behind were all recruits who had not yet seen blood.

Their combat effectiveness was not much stronger than the guerrillas in Longjia Village.

This kind of Japanese devil was a good Japanese devil!

The first battle since the establishment of the Lunan Detachment must be fought beautifully.

Company Commander Ono Yuto was charging at the front of his company with this group of Japanese devils.

In the story he had just told, he was so heroic that he was embarrassed to stay behind and mix with those recruits.

This time, the Nationalist soldiers in front seemed to have resigned themselves to fate and no longer ran away.

Several Nationalist soldiers tentatively stood up, took only a few steps and fell to the ground, no longer wanting to move.

Company Commander Ono Yuto had a smile on his face: this was the first battle after the strategic withdrawal.

The start must be good!

The smile on his face was getting stronger, and the sound was like spring thunder rolling nearby.

Several consecutive loud noises were right next to his ears.

The sound shook Company Commander Ono Yuto, and then countless iron pellets whizzed past his ears and body.

Some that couldn't fly past were silently endured by Company Commander Ono Yuto.

This time, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Most of the Japanese devils who were charging with him also fell to the ground.

Sergeant Miki Taro, who had been injured once before, was extremely lucky this time.

He was fortunate enough not to have any new injuries.

However, he was not very happy.

He pointed forward in surprise, of course not pointing at the Japanese devils who had fallen to the ground.

He was pointing at the Nationalist soldiers who had been sitting on the road gasping for breath just now.

Those soldiers who had run for more than three miles suddenly rushed towards them with vigor.

Gunshots also rang out in the wheat field not far away.

A dense rain of bullets swept towards the Japanese devils who were still standing.

The Nationalist soldiers not far away were sprinting towards them.

This…

What to do?

It was not only the Japanese devils in the first echelon who were asking questions.

The recruits of Ono Yuto's company who had been left behind by two hundred meters were now also in a panic.

They didn't know whether to charge or escape?

These Japanese devils were gathered from factories and fields and had only been simply trained for seven days.

They had just learned how to drill and shoot.

They were then loaded onto ships and transported to the front line.

According to the General Staff's idea: let them go to the front line and learn on the battlefield.

Combat skills would be learned after fighting a few more battles.

Of course, the losses of such semi-finished recruits on the battlefield would be greater.

But what could they do?

Who asked the losses on the front line to greatly exceed the General Staff's plan.

Corporal Hoshino Hayato was originally a worker in a shipyard.

His shipyard days had not been easy these days either.

He worked more than before, but earned less than before.

But this did not affect his strong support for expanding the war.

In order to support the Empire's war, he voluntarily signed up to join the army.

This was different from many Japanese devils in the army.

Those Japanese devils, although they supported the war, they supported other Japanese devils to fight.

They only needed to support it verbally at home.

This was how they had been doing it for the past few years.

They had been shouting such slogans for decades, but they did not expect that this time they would really have to go to the front line and fight with rifles.

Corporal Hoshino Hayato looked at the rain of bullets in front of him and shouted loudly:

"We charge up!"

After shouting, he charged forward, but there were fewer than five Japanese devils following his footsteps to charge forward.

Most of the Japanese devils were still standing still.

Corporal Kanatani Weimon said in a low voice: "I..., I can't even shoot very well.

I won't go up."

His whisper immediately resonated with many Japanese devils.

"Me too! I can't even shoot very well!"

…

"Let's go back!" a Japanese devil suggested.

This was a good suggestion!

These Japanese devils were new, but they instinctively felt that:

it was wrong to continue to stay here.

Either advance! Or retreat!

Of course, retreating was the best.

So this group of Japanese devils, as many as sixty, began to run away.

This was much faster than when they came.

Corporal Hoshino Hayato still did not charge forward after all.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he was afraid when he saw the scene of the battle in front of him.

Feng Ruili and his three companies had been running for more than three miles in order to lure the enemy.

They had already exercised their bodies.

Now was a good time to sprint quickly and give these Japanese devils a stab.

Gu Xiuming was here, and there were also two companies ambushing on the left and right.

These company commanders were certainly unwilling to let Feng Ruili and his three companies enjoy it alone.

The soldiers of the seven companies stood up from the wheat field and rushed out.

This immediately made the Japanese devils who had already had the intention of retreating no longer dare to stay in place.

What Kanatani Weimon did not expect was that their escape route was also full of dangers.

They had just run backward for less than three hundred meters when they were met with a fierce rain of bullets.

Like a summer rainstorm, it knocked down more than a dozen of their sixty Japanese devils at once.

Some of the remaining Japanese devils remembered what the instructor had said: lie low on the battlefield.

So some Japanese devils lay down on the ground.

They began to prepare to resist the enemy with difficulty.

More Japanese devils simply ignored this and began to scatter and run around.

Having enough troops was so advantageous: even if Gu Xiuming had deployed seven companies of troops to intercept in front,

he could still put down five companies at the entrance of the Mud Ditch to cut off the Japanese devils' retreat.

It was still very easy for the soldiers of the five companies to encircle and suppress a team of less than forty Japanese devils.

Often, a Japanese devil was stared at by four or five pairs of eyes.

A company of Japanese devils was still a bit too few for a regiment now.

The first regiment annihilated a company of Japanese devils.

This news was transmitted to Lin Fan by Mao Wenxing in the air in real time.

Could annihilating a company of Japanese devils make the entire Setani Kiji Brigade come in this direction?

Lin Fan was not sure.

But he still thought that Gu Xiuming was right: if they could annihilate them all, they should not leave half a Japanese devil alive.

This time Gu Xiuming had plenty of troops and generals, and many Japanese devils could not escape.

It was just that Gu Xiuming obviously did not think that any of these Japanese devils could be alive.

He looked coldly at those Japanese devils and said to his soldiers:

"The brigade commander said that only dead Japanese devils are good Japanese devils!

We hope that all Japanese devils are good Japanese devils, even if they are not good Japanese devils.

We will also make them good Japanese devils!"

Ma Dazhuang did not understand, and he asked Qin Laosan in a low voice: "What does the regimental commander mean?"

Qin Laosan thought for a while, and organized his words: "What the regimental commander said means:

In our eyes, all Japanese devils are good Japanese devils, that is, all corpses!"

Corporal Hoshino Hayato was lucky enough not to die in the battle just now.

He understood what Gu Xiuming was saying. In order to be able to come to this ancient civilization, he had studied Chinese for many years.

Now he said loudly: "We are prisoners of war, we demand to enjoy the treatment of prisoners of war according to the Geneva Convention."

Gu Xiuming said in surprise: "Didn't you withdraw from the League of Nations?

Um!

Who signed it, you go to whoever you want the treatment from!"

…

Hoshino Hayato said in tears: "I just came from the island.

I haven't fired a shot yet, and I haven't been stained with your blood.

I shouldn't be treated like this."

His words immediately aroused the approval of many new Japanese devil recruits.

This scene opened the eyes of Ma Dazhuang and the others.

Chen Yongen and the others who were lurking in the distance and saw this scene were very envious at this time.

For them, it was too difficult to catch living Japanese devils.

The whole army wanted to capture living Japanese devils to use in the newspapers to publicize that the Japanese devils had lost another battle.

In their eyes, the Special Operations Brigade in the distance had captured more than twenty Japanese devils alive, which was a very happy thing.

Gu Xiuming said coldly: "Can you be a little more shameless?

When your newspapers published those things that happened in Nanjing.

Did you ever think of this day?

Did you ever think of this day when you celebrated the 'Hundred-Man Slash'?

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. (idiom: fortune changes)

You can do the first day of the month, why can't I do the fifteenth?"

Chen Yongsi and his reconnaissance platoon watched everything that happened in the distance, dumbfounded.

Is it over like this?

He asked his comrades in a low voice: "Is this really okay?"

No one answered!

Gu Xiuming looked at the battlefield that had been cleaned up, and was satisfied:

Now the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade have cleaned up the battlefield, and have achieved the goal of harvesting every grain.

Not only must the shell casings be recycled, but even the iron pellets used in the directional mines are sucked back with the mine detectors seized from the Japanese devils.

Recycling some iron pellets like this can be used next time.

This company of Japanese devils, one hundred and eighty-four, are all here.

One by one, they have become good Japanese devils, and they will never do evil again.

These white corpses?

Let them be like this!

Originally, Gu Xiuming also wanted to bury them, but he thought that there was no time.

I can only give up temporarily!

When the several companies of the first regiment were cleaning up the battlefield, Feng Ruili led the first company into the Mud Ditch again.

They still have to go to the front to see if there are any such opportunities.

Although Gu Xiuming's first regiment annihilated the entire Ono company,

the leader of the Setani Kiji Brigade still learned of this unfortunate news.

He was silent for only a second, and then issued an order:

"Colonel Akashiba Yaezou, immediately send a battalion to attack."

At this time, the leader of the Setani Kiji Brigade thought that he could not be cowardly.

The imperial warriors have already occupied Linyi, Xiangcheng, and Lanling.

He could still withstand a small setback here.

Colonel Akashiba Yaezou led the 10th Regiment of the 33rd Infantry Brigade.

The Izogu Division was the 10th Division, and the 10th Regiment was the absolute main force of the entire division.

Colonel Akashiba Yaezou, who had received the task, immediately sent out a team.

This was the first battalion of the 10th Regiment.

To be able to rank in the position of the first battalion of the absolute main force,

Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei had put his heart into it.

His battalion suffered more than half casualties in the last battle of Taierzhuang.

However, those dead and wounded Japanese devils have now been filled up by replenishment soldiers from the country.

Although the combat effectiveness of these new recruits is far from enough, Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei believes that they can be trained after several battles.

The Ono Yuto company that had just been completely annihilated was not from his battalion.

The Yasumuro Naosei Battalion was not far from the Mud Ditch, six miles away!

When they advanced rapidly towards the Mud Ditch,

Mao Wenxing in the air had already notified Commander Gu Xiuming of the news.

At the same time, Mao Wenxing discovered that the main force of the Japanese devils attacking Taierzhuang did not come in this direction.

They were advancing towards Taierzhuang from the other side.

Lin Fan looked at the current marching route of the Japanese devils on the sand table.

He said with a smile: "The heart of this Japanese devil team is still too anxious."

He could also understand this.

After all, the entire defense line from Linyi to Taierzhuang and Hanzhuang

is now only in the hands of the Fifth Theater Command in Taierzhuang.

And in the fierce battles a few days ago, it was also Taierzhuang that caused the Japanese devils to suffer a loss.

No matter who it is, when there is an opportunity, they will want to make up for this loss as soon as possible.

A battalion of Japanese devils went to the Mud Ditch, and Lin Fan ordered:

"The first regiment must retreat in a way that the Japanese devils can see!

Lure them to Liujia Village."

The original plan for the position in Liujia Village has now been laid with a dragnet.

There are ten kilometers from the Mud Ditch to Liujia Village.

Such a long road is enough to separate this Japanese devil battalion from its main force.

The original two regiments deployed in Liujia Village have now entered the position.

According to the consistent style of the Special Operations Brigade, they are all quietly ambushing.

They don't want to be exposed at all.

In Dongwangzhuang, northeast of Liujia Village, the two regiments of the Lunan Detachment are lurking here.

Liujia Village and Dongwangzhuang are less than five miles away.

The soldiers of the entire Lunan Detachment are familiar with the terrain here.

The purpose of these two regiments lurking here is only one:

After the Japanese devils run into a wall in Liujia Village, these two regiments will need to cut off the Japanese devils' retreat from behind.

According to Lin Fan's plan, the entire operation will end the battle in three hours.

The various regiments of the Lunan Detachment are now waiting.

How many hours will it take to come back from the ten-kilometer journey?

In fact, this ten-kilometer road is not long. These days, the soldiers of the Lunan Detachment have to run ten kilometers every day.

Lin Fan's sentence: we must be able to catch up when the Japanese devils are running away, and we must not let the Japanese devils catch up when we are retreating.

It is always on the lips of the various company commanders and platoon leaders.

Commander Gu Xiuming is not worried about his soldiers now.

He is just worried about the Japanese devils following behind.

Judging from the state of the Japanese devil team that was completely annihilated just now: the Japanese devil teams are also being replaced by old and new ones.

After a long march, the veterans are in front and the recruits are behind.

Those recruits are completely cannon fodder. They are not here to be gilded, but purely to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

This discovery is very exciting.

If it were half a year ago, Gu Xiuming would not have understood the reason for this.

But in the Special Operations Brigade these days, instructors give lectures every day.

There are many things that can be learned, from the behavior of different Japanese devils on the battlefield.

You can know the origin of these Japanese devils. From the clumsy movements of those recruits, you can know one thing:

The quality of the Japanese devil soldiers is declining, indicating that this war has begun to affect its war potential.

Now the Japanese devils are boiling oil from bones. They want to continue to persist.

Trying to end this war as soon as possible.

In order to give the Japanese devils who are catching up some confidence.

The thousand people in the first regiment performed a short engagement in front of the Japanese devils, and then the whole army collapsed in a good show.

The Japanese devils of the Yasumuro Naosei Battalion saw the corpses on the ground.

They were all angry:

These Nationalist troops are too unmartial.

They even took away all the things of the warriors who had died.

Anger made their pursuit steps faster.

Originally, there were only more than one hundred Nationalist troops in front of them.

Suddenly, it increased to thousands of Nationalist troops.

Now Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei knows the situation: it must be that the dead company discovered the team that was luring the enemy.

They chased all the way up, but as a result, people ambushed a team of thousands of people in them.

It was suddenly played to Barbie Q (utterly finished).

However, I am a fully staffed infantry battalion, and I don't need the Nationalist army team in front of me at all.

The Nationalist army team with only more than a thousand people in front of me has not been put in the eyes of Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei.

Chasing and fleeing, the team quickly passed Dongwangzhuang.

This made Regiment Commander Anping smile: the Japanese devils have entered the encirclement, and it is no longer possible to let them out.

Fourth Regiment Commander Shan Chengfu also feels the same way now.

So happy!

More than a thousand Japanese devils were surrounded by more than ten thousand people on their side.

There is also Mao Wenxing guarding in the air.

Mao Wenxing reported that the main force of the Japanese devils attacking Taierzhuang was still ten kilometers away.

And it is not advancing from this direction.

Hua Deze, Shan Huacan, and Shan Chengfu's three regiments are waiting around Liujia Village.

Now Anping has blocked the Japanese devils' retreat.

Lin Fan's original plan was that at least one regiment of Japanese devils would enter the encirclement.

He did not expect that the Japanese devils would only send a battalion.

The leader of the Setani Kiji Brigade concentrated all its forces and mainly attacked from the Nanluo direction.

Although there are few Japanese devils, fight them and then lure them!

Commander Gu Xiuming led the team into Liujia Village.

There is a defense line that has been set up long ago.

The entire regiment entered the position.

The Yasumuro Naosei Battalion, which was following behind, saw that the Nationalist army in front finally did not escape.

They immediately became excited, and they howled and launched an attack.

The entire battalion divided its troops into three routes and launched an attack from three directions in Liujia Village.

Lin Fan, who was watching the battlefield from a distance, was also stunned:

The Japanese devils are not talking about tactics and are trying to directly crush them! Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei thought so.

He believes that this team that has run for ten kilometers is now completely unable to run.

This Nationalist army team can't escape, so they will just fight a trapped beast in this place.

His team only needs a charge to annihilate them all.

The Omasa Akihito Company was the team that attacked in the middle.

It commanded the entire company and advanced at the same speed as it had just been pursuing.

They had just seen the Nationalist soldiers enter the village and disappear.

Now, when they were less than one hundred meters away from the village, Omasa Akihito discovered that there were still trenches in front of the village.

Thinking of the battle that had taken place here more than ten days ago.

Omasa Akihito could understand, but he could not understand:

Why didn't the team just now fire yet?

Gu Xiuming's regiment was scattered and deployed in Liujia Village.

He is now watching the Japanese devils who have been chasing him divide into three routes to enter the village.

When the Japanese devils enter the village, do not fire! Neither the soldiers of the first regiment nor the Japanese devils have fired yet.

The first regiment will of course detonate a wave before firing.

The Japanese devils who rushed into the village did not fire because they had not found the target yet.

Whether it was Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei or the six infantry company commanders who rushed into Liujia Village.

They were also wondering: Why did the Nationalist soldiers disappear after entering the village?

It is clear that they did not see them leaving the village!

At this moment, explosions rang out everywhere in the village.

The directional mines that the companies of the first regiment had buried when they retreated into the village were detonated.

As soon as the bombs exploded, gunfire and artillery fire rang out at the same time.

It is excellent to engage the Japanese devils at such a close range with machine gun strafing and grenade explosions.

The gunfire in Liujia Village was the signal for the several regiments waiting in the distance to take action.

Hua Deze, Shan Huacan, and Shan Chengfu's three regiments immediately rushed out from the distance.

Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei, who was staying outside Liujia Village, was connected to the more than fifty Japanese devils of the battalion headquarters, plus the forty or so guards who had intentionally stayed behind.

A total of one hundred Japanese devils saw tens of thousands of Nationalist soldiers pouring out from all directions.

Battalion Commander Yasumuro Naosei understood that he had been ambushed.

It made a decisive decision: "Retreat!"

Although it was arrogant, it still had some self-knowledge.

If its team was defending