Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 329 The Choice of the Pseudo-Leader

With the support of the headquarters, Commander Yang of the 115th Division gained great confidence.

At this time, the strength of the Eighth Route Army was fully revealed. After receiving the order, the nearby Eighth Route Army divisions and detachments began to mobilize a large number of troops rapidly.

Soon, the Japanese troops who came out to support from Manxian and Dingxian counties engaged in a battle with the Eighth Route Army.

In the southwest of Huangtuling, the anger between the two sides became increasingly intense, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke.

The Second Regiment, which was blocking the enemy here, received support from other regiments, and the situation finally eased.

The Japanese wanted to break through the Second Regiment and return to Laiyuan, and the commanders of each regiment were well aware of this.

Following the order from Division Commander Yang to annihilate the enemy with all their strength, soldiers from each regiment quickly surrounded the Japanese.

Ji Guangshun didn't want to wait any longer at this time, so he directly ordered a charge towards the puppet army.

Since they refuse to surrender, let's fight them with real weapons. He has already received a separate telegram from Gu Changfeng. With the support of the independent regiment, what are they afraid of?

Ji Guangshun wanted to fight, but the hesitant Wang Zicheng was dumbfounded. He just wanted to wait for the opportunity.

Wang Zicheng knew very well that his next choice would determine his future fate, so he did not reply to Ji Guangshun immediately after the messenger came back.

But it was obvious that they couldn't wait any longer, so Wang Zicheng gritted his teeth and roared:

"Brothers, we are here with the Japs. You all know how they treat us. It's better to take a chance and kill them than to stay here and die with them."

It was obviously too late to surrender and abandon the gun, so the only way was to kill the Japanese to prove himself.

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes immediately turned to him. The Japanese translator's expression changed, his eyes rolled around, and he began to shrink back.

The Japanese translator was a die-hard traitor. He had done many evil things. The puppet soldiers could surrender, but it was impossible for him to surrender.

boom!

A gunshot rang out and the Japanese translator fell down. The gun was fired by Wang Zicheng.

After he said that, he kept an eye on the movements of the Japanese translator. He happened to see him trying to escape, so he killed him decisively.

"Brothers, I have made up my mind. If you don't want to die, pick up your gun and follow me to kill the devils."

Wang Zicheng, who had just killed someone, was filled with murderous intent and stared at everyone viciously.

As the commander of a puppet army, Wang Zicheng naturally had many confidants. When they saw this, someone immediately shouted, "Kill the devils, kill the devils! I'm done with this traitor!"

As the confidants shouted, the momentum of the entire puppet army gradually grew.

Whether it was coercion or just going with the flow, the puppet troops united their front, picked up their guns, and rushed towards the Japanese under the leadership of their superiors.

Fortunately, they were already some distance away from the Japanese, otherwise Tadaharu Midorikawa would have turned his gun around and shot the puppet soldiers.

In fact, by now, the Japanese knew very well that their brigade headquarters and brigade commander were most likely killed.

Otherwise, Tadaharu Midorikawa would not have ordered an all-out breakout, and the puppet troops would naturally be left without anyone to control them.

On Ji Guangshun's side, after receiving the soldier's report on the puppet troops' movements, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

We should still force them, otherwise how could the puppet army turn their guns against the Japanese? This is just right.

"Order the soldiers, ignore the puppet troops, and focus on the devils."

The puppet soldier Ji Guangshun can be ignored for the time being. It is impossible for them to escape anyway. There are people everywhere in such a small place. Where can the puppet soldiers break through?

It can be said that Wang Zicheng was quite smart. He knew very well that if he did not shoot at the Japanese at this time, even if they surrendered and survived, their lives would definitely not be very good.

If you take a chance, you might be able to get a position in the Eighth Route Army. Even if you don't, at least you won't be discriminated against.

"Brothers, kill the Japs!" Wang Zicheng took the lead, and the aura of the former Kuomintang army commander returned to him.

I have to say that now Wang Zicheng looks like a soldier, a soldier defending his country.

Seeing that their commander was so disregarding life and death, the puppet soldiers gradually felt admiration for him and followed him resolutely.

Soon, Wang Zicheng caught up with the Japanese soldier. Without any extra words, he raised his hand and shot him, and the Japanese soldier fell down.

Da da da!

Seeing that the regiment commander had already taken action, the machine gunners on Wang Zicheng's side were not willing to be outdone and fired bullets at the Japanese.

The Japanese soldiers in the rear had no time to react and were killed by dozens of them by machine gunners.

"Baga, the Imperial Army is mutinous, kill the chickens!"

The Japanese squadron leader in the rear was about to move forward, but when he saw the puppet army opening fire, he immediately became so angry that his face turned ashen.

However, Wang Zicheng did not give the Japanese any chance. He directly led his team to charge towards the Japanese, with bullets in his hands flying towards them continuously.

For a moment, the Japanese soldiers in the rear were in a panic. Although the Japanese squadron leader reacted quickly, he soon fell in a pool of blood under the dense bullet attacks and died regretfully.

There were quite a few puppet soldiers and quite a few devils as well. After a brief panic, the devils reacted, quickly dispersed to both sides, and began to shoot at the puppet soldiers.

Bang bang bang!

As the devils opened fire one after another, the machine gunners in the puppet army camp began to suffer.

Needless to say, the Japs were very accurate, so it was normal that the puppet troops couldn't defeat them.

"Brothers, each of you hide from the shooting."

Wang Zicheng knew very well that as long as he killed the Japanese, he would be successful, so his goal would be achieved. What would happen next would depend on what the Eighth Route Army would do.

Ji Guangshun would certainly not let him down. When the puppet troops took the initiative, the soldiers of the third regiment also arrived at the slope above the Japanese.

Da da da!

Boom boom boom!

Shell after shell, bullet after bullet was fired at the Japanese in the rear.

The Japanese added another target, and the pressure suddenly increased.

It was impossible for them to get support as the fighting in the front was even more intense and the Third Regiment was the last to take action.

By this time, the Japanese were gradually becoming desperate. They had been trying to break out for several hours, but there was no sign of a breakthrough ahead. The brigade commander was...

At the Japanese temporary command center, Tadaharu Midorikawa stared at the map in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

Their 6th Division reinforcements were originally the closest, but they were stopped at Huata, south of Huangtuling. The 26th Division was still on the way and would take at least two more hours.

That means he has to hold on for at least two hours. Isn't that putting him in a difficult position?

By now, the soldiers of the brigade were becoming increasingly restless, and their momentum to break out had gradually slowed down. How could he persist?

"Bakayalu, tell the warriors to retreat and tighten the defense."

Tadaharu Midorikawa had no choice. He had to hold on for two hours, otherwise he and the entire 2nd Mixed Brigade would die.

In fact, it is true that the Japanese have only about 2000 soldiers left.

It would be fine under normal circumstances, but now the brigade commander and the brigade headquarters are destroyed, and many people have died, so the soldiers are becoming more and more war-weary.

So Tadaharu Midorikawa had no other choice but to do this.