Qiao Xingguan, the puppet platoon leader at the Dongyang stronghold, saw that the Eighth Route Army was in no hurry to attack.

He quickly summoned his three squad leaders to the gun tower to discuss countermeasures.

"The Eighth Route Army has surrounded us, brothers, please be smarter." Qiao Xingguan glanced at the Japanese who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and said in a low voice.

First squad leader Xu Hai said: "Platoon leader, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Will we have a good life if we fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army?" Shuan Zhu, the second squad leader, said with a fierce expression, "The worst is possible. I want to see if the bones of the Eighth Route Army are stronger, or if the machine gun in my hand is stronger!"

Qiao Xingguan was so angry that he kicked Shuan Zhu.

Shuan Zhu: "Platoon leader, I...did I say something wrong?"

Platoon leader Qiao Xingguan: "You fucking don't want to live. If I don't stop you, you want to kill all your brothers. I'll be the first to kill you!"

Shuan Zhu: "Platoon leader, I...I listen to you."

"No matter what happens, brothers, save your lives first. When the Eighth Route Army attacks later, let the brothers raise their guns. Don't really kill the Eighth Route Army!"

Qiao Xingguan used the barrel of the shell gun to push his military cap: "If you want to survive, just do what I say!"

"Yes!" The three squad leaders whispered in unison.

…

More than 300 meters away, the soldiers were lying behind the slope.

The Japanese searchlights kept shining back and forth.

Wang Chengzhu is commanding the artillery battery and is stepping up efforts to build mortar positions.

One Type 31 60mm mortar and four Type 97 81mm mortars were quickly set up by the soldiers of the artillery company.

Wang Chengzhu adjusted the muzzle elevation according to the Japanese searchlight, and fired at Zhu Yuan, aiming at the gun towers and strongholds.

Then, a soldier from the artillery company crawled to Wei Dayong's side: "Batalion Commander, the company commander asked me to tell you that the mortars have been set up!"

Wei Dayong said: "Tell your company commander, listen to my order, each gun only fires one shell."

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the soldier crawled back toward the mortar position.

Wang Huaibao held a shell gun and said: "Old Wei, your special operations battalion is tired from fighting today, so it is just resting aside. You ask Wang Chengzhu to fire the artillery cover, and I will lead the people to rush up and secure the stronghold!"

Lu Junsheng said from the side, "Count me in, our company can provide assists, and Battalion Commander Wang will be the main attacker."

Wei Dayong picked up the telescope and looked at the firepower distribution of the Dongyang stronghold.

Two gun towers and one bunker are distributed in a Z-shaped pattern, with fire points at the corners of each other.

More than two hundred meters outside the stronghold is an open and flat land.

Outside the stronghold's walls, there are barbed wire fences and trenches.

If we attack by force, the casualties will definitely be huge.

Wei Dayong grinned: "Don't worry, let me do some work for the Japanese and puppet troops."

Liu Dali: "What kind of work is this?"

Wang Huaibao also asked: "How do you want to fight?"

Wei Dayong: "The next step is to attack the city, and the first step is to attack the heart."

Lu Junsheng: "???"

Wei Dayong turned around and waved back, and the six guards bowed and came behind him.

Wei Dayong leaned into Liuzi's ear and whispered a few words, and then Liuzi ran towards the left.

After a while, Liuzi crawled back again, carrying a homemade tin trumpet.

Wei Dayong whispered a few words to Wang Huaibao and Lu Junsheng.

After hearing this, the two men pondered for a moment, then nodded and each crawled towards their own troops.

…

"Platoon... Platoon leader, come here and see if that's a mortar?" In the turret, the second squad leader's voice was trembling.

"Mortar?" Platoon leader Qiao Xingguan's expression changed drastically. He quickly moved to the shooting hole and picked up his telescope to observe, "Where is it?"

Five hundred meters away, dozens of Eighth Route Army figures were busy there. It looked like mortars had been set up.

It turned out that the Eighth Route Army was not preparing to attack, but was preparing mortars.

At this moment, Qiao Xingguan's mind went blank, and large beads of sweat fell from his face.

God!

Even mortars were used. How many people came from the Eighth Route Army?

Qiao Xingguan doubted whether the small Dongyang stronghold could withstand the Eighth Route Army's mortars.

…

Narita Jiro, the Japanese squad leader at the Dongyang stronghold, also looked livid at this moment.

These damn bastards!

It’s okay to come around like flies on weekdays, but today he actually wants to take down the Dongyang stronghold!

We also brought mortars!

Narita Jiro looked gloomy, it seemed that the Eighth Route Army was bound to win the Dongyang stronghold.

Right now, the phone line is cut off, completely cutting off contact with superiors, and even a request for help cannot be sent out.

The only way is to rely on solid defensive offensives and firepower advantages to resist eight-pronged attacks.

We can only stand firm and wait for reinforcements. If we wait until dawn for reinforcements to arrive, the Eighth Route Army will inevitably retreat.

Thinking of this, Narita Jiro felt a sense of confidence in his heart, and ordered: "Send a few imperial soldiers to the Imperial Alliance Army to supervise the battle. Once the Imperial Alliance Army is found to be wary, they will be shot immediately!"

"Also, tell the soldiers that reinforcements will arrive soon!"

"Hai!"

A Japanese sergeant beside Tanaka Jiro hurriedly led three soldiers towards the puppet army's artillery tower.

Snapped!

At this time, the sound of a shell gun was heard outside the stronghold.

A moment later, accompanied by five muffled sounds, five mortar shells landed in the stronghold.

boom!

Boom boom!

Then there were several violent explosions.

The puppet soldiers were hiding in the gun towers and shivering, with frightened expressions on their faces. They were almost scared to death by the formation.

The Eighth Route Army is here for real this time!

Then, dense gunshots sounded like exploding beans all around.

"Look at this situation, at least one main force from the Eighth Route Army has arrived!" Platoon leader Qiao Xingguan's expression changed drastically.

"Isn't there thousands of people?" Shuan Zhu's face completely lost its arrogance and looked frightened.

Listening to the conversation between the two men, the puppet machine gunners were all trembling.

Qiao Xingguan said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army only fired one round of artillery, and the gunfire only lasted less than half a minute.

This made the puppet soldiers think that the Eighth Route Army might not have enough bullets and artillery shells.

Next, it's time for the Eighth Route Army to charge.

Qiao Xingguan and the guards stared outside the stronghold.

But there was no sign of Balu.

No charge?

What is the Eighth Route Army doing?

The door downstairs was suddenly kicked open with a clang, frightening all the puppet soldiers.

Qiao Xingguan quickly walked to the stairs with a shell gun and looked down.

Three embarrassed Japanese men rolled and climbed up the ladder.

"Taijun?" Qiao Xingguan was stunned.

"Baga! Anyone who dares not to shoot will be dead!"

The Japanese sergeant stood behind the puppet army and pointed at the 38-gai with a bayonet.

The other two Japanese soldiers climbed to the upper level of the gun tower and used the same method to supervise the battle against the puppet troops.

The puppet machine gunner's hands were shaking even more.

At this time, the Eighth Route Army outside began to shout, and the sound spread into the stronghold.

"Listen to the puppet troops inside, I am Li Yunlong, the commander of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army. Now you have been surrounded by one of my regiments!"

When Qiao Xingguan heard this, his face turned completely dark.

It's over, it's over!

The faces of the puppet squad leader and soldiers also changed drastically.
Chapter completed!