Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 380: Siege of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters 8

It was the sixth day of the first lunar month. The Eighth Route Army headquarters had been trapped for several days. Although troops from various divisions had come to support, the powerful firepower of the 106th Regiment and the mountain and field artillery bombardment of their entire division had caused heavy losses to each division, and the headquarters was in trouble in breaking out and transferring.

Indeed, for the various divisions and the Eighth Route Army headquarters, the Japanese mountain and field artillery was too lethal to them, and there was no good way to deal with it. This was because the Eighth Route Army was given too little time to develop.

On the outskirts of the Eighth Route Army, the 129th Division and the 770th Regiment held blocking positions.

The Japanese attack was repelled again. The battlefield was filled with smoke and the ground was covered with corpses. The ground was a feces-yellow color that made people nauseous just by looking at it.

The 770th Regiment has been blocking the enemy here for three days, and only more than 2000 people are left in the entire regiment.

The 770th Regiment is a reinforced regiment with more than 5000 people in the entire regiment. The losses so far have been heavy. If the fighting continues like this, it is not impossible that the entire regiment will be wiped out.

The Japanese attack was so fierce that they completely suppressed the 770th Regiment.

"Captain, the enemy's firepower is too strong. Our ammunition reserves are running low. If the enemy attacks again, we can only fight with bayonets."

Battalion Commander He Wei hurried to report to the regiment commander Zhang Caiqian that their battalion had suffered the heaviest losses in this battle. Out of more than a thousand people in the battalion, only more than 400 were left, and their ammunition was almost completely lost.

"He Wei, you must have the soldiers fasten their bayonets right now. The safety of the headquarters is paramount. Even if it means wiping out our entire regiment, or even our entire division, we must move the headquarters safely out."

The headquarters transfer has reached a critical moment. Zhang Caiqian thinks that the Japanese cannot be allowed to take a step forward at this time.

"Yes, Commander, don't worry. We are the ancestors of the devils in using bayonets. I guarantee that we will be in the position."

Watching He Wei leave, Zhang Caiqian felt very heavy.

During the Japanese raid, they had almost no rest since Laiyuan, fighting continuously, and all of them were blocking battles, with high consumption and little spoils. Up to now, the average ammunition per soldier in the entire regiment was less than five rounds.

Moreover, the attacks of the two Japanese battalions were becoming more and more fierce, and he was really worried that he would not be able to complete the blocking mission.

If a hole is torn open here, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for other groups.

It's true that the more you worry, the more likely it is to happen. The Japanese offensive was just repelled, and not long after, the attack began again.

The one in charge of the battlefield this time was Captain Nakai Taro. He had a vague feeling that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was running out of ammunition, so he sent all his squadrons for this attack, a total of more than 1600 people.

As the captain of the 106th Division, Nakai Taro had been leading his troops to attack this position since the commander of the regiment issued the order. However, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side had many personnel and strong willpower.

So up to now, his side has lost nearly 500 people, which is actually a bit annoying for him.

In their minds, the Eighth Route Army has always been the representative of a backward army, but this time when they came out, the soldiers of the 770th Regiment taught Nakai a complete lesson.

It turns out that battles don't just rely on advanced weapons and fierce firepower; the spirit of an army is equally important.

Without too much time to think, Major Nakai looked at the battlefield through the telescope.

The Japanese charged in groups, and their formation was very organized. They were arranged in three echelons, with each echelon forty to fifty meters apart, and people two or three meters apart. The entire square formation was more than 400 meters long.

Although there were still more than 770 soldiers in the th Regiment, they were clearly at a disadvantage facing more than Japanese soldiers, and their ammunition was almost gone.

When the Japanese approached within 100 meters, the tense atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly intense.

At 80 meters, the Japanese began to charge towards the position. With such a short distance, it would only take a while to sprint at full speed.

"Fix bayonets and fire!"

He Long gave the order to open fire.

The few heavy machine guns and rifles left had all their bullets used up and were ready to fight to the death...

After hundreds of Japanese soldiers fell, the soldiers of the 770th Regiment ran out of ammunition.

"Comrades, charge!"

He Long, holding a Type 38 rifle with a bayonet, was the first to rush out of the trench, followed by a large group of soldiers.

Some, like He Long, were holding Type 38 rifles with bayonets, while more were soldiers holding broadswords and red tasseled spears.

With the background of the 770th Regiment, it is certainly impossible for them to be very wealthy. After all, they are wealthy and powerful. Even though Gu Changfeng supported them with a lot of rifles last time, they have suffered heavy losses so far, and this time they have even run out of ammunition.

On the battlefield, as the 770th Regiment charged, the Japanese soldiers only had time to fire one bullet before colliding with the soldiers, and the brutal hand-to-hand combat officially began.

He Long's bayonet skills were quite advanced. After encountering the Japanese, he stabbed down two of them in succession, and then fought with a Japanese sergeant.

The Japanese sergeant was also a veteran, and his battlefield skills were equally strong. Under the sergeant's fearless attack, He Long was in a somewhat bad condition.

Two minutes into the fight, He Long was accidentally stabbed in the left shoulder by a Japanese soldier.

However, the Japanese sergeant was also in trouble. He Long endured the excruciating pain and shot the Japanese sergeant hard on the head.

In an instant, a stream of brain matter spurted out, and the red and white stuff sprayed all over He Long's face.

The Japanese sergeant's eyeballs were knocked out and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Hand-to-hand combat has always been the most brutal. In just over ten minutes, a large number of people were lying on the battlefield, and the remaining ones were all masters with rich battlefield experience.

At this time, hundreds of Japanese logistics personnel in the rear, led by Major Nakai, also joined the battle. The soldiers of the 770th Regiment gradually became exhausted, and there were less than 800 people left.

Although there seemed to be a lot of people, almost every soldier of the 770th Regiment on the battlefield was injured, and there were very few who were intact.

Zhang Caiqian, the regiment commander, could no longer bear to watch, so he personally led the remaining seventy or eighty men in the regiment to rush to the battlefield to support...

On the mountain road a few hundred meters away, Ji Guangshun led a replenished regiment of 1500 people and quickly rushed towards Zhang Caiqian's outer position.

He hid the supplies, weapons and ammunition in the nearby mountains and had them guarded by militia soldiers.

He received the news on the way. He was originally transporting supplies, but at this moment he had no choice but to rescue the 770th Regiment first.

Moreover, the fighting has continued in various places until now. If he does not go, the weapons and ammunition will certainly not be delivered to the various divisions.

"Hurry up! The comrades of the 770th Regiment can't hold on any longer."

They all saw the real crisis moment on the mountain road, and the tragic battlefield made Ji Guangshun frightened.

Seeing that the soldiers of the 770th Regiment were about to collapse, Ji Guangshun led

1500 people rushed into the battlefield like a divine army descending from the sky.

Da da da………

Da da da………

The fierce sound of machine guns behind the Japanese soldiers instantly made them panic, and the balance of victory was instantly reversed.