As night fell, the temperature also dropped rapidly.

At night in northwest Shanxi, it is normal to have a few degrees below zero or ten degrees below zero.

Zhang Dabiao gathered around the bonfire to roast the fire and ordered the scouts: "Scroll the Japanese carefully. As long as you find a flash of fire, you will immediately find out the number of Japanese Japanese bonfires, and immediately identify whether there is a smell of barbecue in the air."

"Yes." The scouts went immediately.

"Battery Commander, the Japanese are already in a desperate situation. They have no fuel at all. What are they using to roast fire?" Someone asked Zhang Dabiao in confusion, "As for the barbecue you mentioned, it is even more impossible. Where did the Japanese soldiers get the barbecue?"

Zhang Dabiao explained: "Isn't the clothes on the Japanese soldiers fuel? Tonight is colder than last night. If the Japanese soldiers don't get frozen to death, they must find a way to keep warm..."

Before Zhang Dabiao finished speaking, someone understood: "Battalion Commander, what do you mean is that the Japanese will select some volunteers to contribute their cotton coats to the main force to keep warm? As for barbecue, is it that they want to use themselves to the main force as military ration?"

"Yes, that's right, in desperate situations, we must prevent the Japanese from using this trick." Zhang Dabiao nodded, "Otherwise, why do you think the regiment commander asked our battalion to stay and take care of them? Just to prevent the Japanese from using this trick to restore their vitality."

"Damn, what would this Japanese soldier really do that?" The soldiers of the first battalion were all there, "Will they eat their own people? "

"That's a devil. Do you think this name is called for nothing?" Zhang Dabiao looked solemn, "I guess I may not be able to sleep well today. Everyone should be more comfortable and prepare for battle. Once the scout comes from..."

Before Zhang Dabiao finished speaking, the deputy of the first battalion spoke: "Battery Commander, I suddenly have a good idea."

"What's the best way?" Zhang Dabiao asked.

"Since the Japanese are so hungry that they can't stand it anymore, let's give them some food and put some ingredients in the food." said the deputy from the first battalion.

"You think you are smart. If this move can be used, the regiment commander would have used it long ago." Zhang Dabiao shook his head, "Don't underestimate the willpower of the Japanese soldiers. They know that they can't be fooled by making food for tampering. What's more, if we have to do tampering, we don't have the corresponding medicine in our hands now."

"Who said there was no medicine!" The deputy from the first battalion smiled, "These two thousand people go to the toilet once, how abundant is this medicine. After the Japanese took it, they got diarrhea and became sick, and they even more..."

"Police of the First Battalion, you should just stop talking. Don't mess with this heavy-tasting trick in the future." Zhang Dabiao was extremely chilled.

There is indeed a large amount of bacteria in the feces, which can make the Japanese soldiers get sick quickly.

But this move is really...inhumane.

"Battery Commander, please let me try it, anyway..." said the deputy of the first battalion.

"Then you try it yourself. Remember, if it's useless, don't waste food." Zhang Dabiao waved his hand. Anyway, he couldn't do such a disgusting job. The first battalion deputy wanted to try it, so let him try it.

"Yes." The first battalion officers were ready to go.

Let’s talk about the Japanese. After the Big Bear in Pinggu committed suicide by blowing a blow, the morale of the Japanese soldiers was once again severely damaged.

Even the Japanese soldiers committed suicide by drinking and following the footsteps of the follower Hiratani Okuma to meet the great god Amaterasu.

The adjutant tried hard to stabilize his position and said to the Japanese officers: "I have applied for rescue with General Yoshio Shinozuka again. The imperial plane will definitely drop supplies for us, and we must hold on."

"Sir, even if the imperial plane really comes, once the New Orleans see the airdrop of supplies, they may attack immediately. Even if our army can obtain the supplies, they probably won't have the chance to eat them." A Japanese officer said, "In this case, will the airdropped supplies still be cheaper to the New Orleans!"

"Perhaps, the imperial plane bombed the new regiment in the sky to buy us time." The adjutant said, "Is General Shinozuka Yoshio clear that even if we obtain supplies, we must have time to restore our combat effectiveness."

"Yes, too." Although the Japanese officers didn't believe in the adjutant's words, it was a good thing to deceive themselves at this time.

The air support association is coming, which temporarily stabilizes the morale of the Japanese soldiers.

But it won't last long.

Because nightfall has fallen, the temperature has dropped to minus ten degrees Celsius.

The hungry Japanese soldiers were trembling with the cold. Even if they were holding the whole bunch warm, the howling wind was as ubiquitous as a knife.

Without fire, it will be difficult to support.

Even if it is not roasted, at least it is good to drink a little hot water.

However, there is not even hot water, and the bad weather is not so easy to deal with in the wilderness of minus ten degrees Celsius.

"Colonel, we have to find a way to keep warm, at least let the troops drink some hot water." A Japanese officer told the adjutant.

"Do you have any solutions?" The adjutant vaguely understood what the other party meant.

If you want to keep warm, someone must sacrifice.

"Colonel, you should be clear." said the Japanese officer.

"If you do this, you have to go to the military court!" The adjutant closed his eyes in pain.

"Colonel, I did it without hiding it from you, and I won't let you..." The Japanese Army didn't finish their words.

At this time, a devil climbed over with difficulty: "Colonel, we have something to eat."

There is something to eat!

The sound was like a natural sound. The adjutant quickly turned his head and saw a Japanese soldier coming with steamed buns.

When he got closer, the adjutant immediately frowned.

"Baga, what's the smell?" The adjutant did not smell the steamed buns, but instead smelled the smell of feces.

"The new regiment opposite was given to us." The Japanese soldiers replied.

"Baga, this damn Bajiaolu actually used such a trick to insult us!" The adjutant cursed, "No food is allowed, no one is allowed to eat!"

The Japanese soldiers did not speak out.

It’s hard to say whether anyone has eaten it.

Everyone knows what it means to eat such unclean things in such a harsh environment.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Colonel, maybe, we put the steamed buns in boiling water to disinfect them, you can try..." The Japanese military doctor spoke. Although the smell was still there, at least it was disinfected and disinfected.

"That's necessary fuel, too." said the adjutant. "What we lack the most now is fuel."

The Japanese military doctor stopped talking.

Yes, even if you need to disinfect, you have to need fuel, and soldiers need to contribute their cotton coats.

Needless to say, what it means without cotton coats in such a cold wilderness.

Finally, the adjutant said to the Japanese officer: "You let go and do it, go to the military court, and I will admit it."

The adjutant must not be insulted by such polluted steamed buns sent by Tujiao Route!

"Hayi." The Japanese officer went there immediately.

...

"Battery Commander, Battalion Commander, there are a large number of bonfires in the camp on the Japanese side, and the smell of barbecue is floating out of the air." The scout rushed to report to Zhang Dabiao.

"Damn it, this little Japanese are really a beast, you can eat it all by yourself." Zhang Dabiao immediately said solemnly, "The entire camp immediately attacked me according to the original plan! Remember, as long as we kill all the Japanese bonfires, we will withdraw!"

Zhang Dabiao had only two thousand people, and the number of Japanese soldiers was still 9,000. If there were no combat reductions, there were at least five or six thousand people.

Two thousand people can still win if they fight five or six thousand people who don’t have much strength, but they will have to pay for certain casualties.

Zhang Dabiao's goal is to block the Japanese from making fires as much as possible and to prevent them from eating barbecued meat. He should use the severe cold weather as much as possible to mess with Japanese people.

As long as it persists until dawn, Zhang Dabiao believes that the situation of the non-combat reduction of the Japanese will definitely be very optimistic.

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In the darkness, the bonfires in the Japanese camp are very obvious targets.

Zhang Dabiao's artillery quickly named these bonfires, and the bonfires were quickly extinguished.

As soon as the bonfire was extinguished, Zhang Dabiaoli immediately disappeared into the darkness with his troops.

"Baga, Baga, damn it, Baga!" The adjutant was furious when he saw this scene.

The fuel and barbecue that he had finally gathered together were fried, and this new ball was really despicable.

"Colonel, there are fewer and fewer soldiers who can move." A devil officer said in front of the adjutant.

On the one hand, the Japanese officers were saying that the situation in the army deteriorated very quickly.

On the other hand, the Japanese officers mean that if there are too many people falling down, will there be fuel and food to help?

The adjutant closed his eyes in pain again, and he said nothing.

But the Japanese officer understood what it meant and went immediately.

But then, the Japanese troops still did not get any source of heating or food.

Because the bonfire is a very obvious target in the dark night, once there is a flash of fire in the night sky, a new ball of cannons will come accurately.

After several rounds of struggle, the Japanese officer stopped tossing, and he really didn't have the strength to tossing.

He lay on his back in the snow, looking at the night sky, thinking of his old mother at home, his eyes full of longing.

He knew that he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow, and he would never go back to the land he loved again, and he would sleep on it.

When dawn came, Zhang Dabiao came to report to Zhang Dabiao: "Battery Commander, from four in the morning to now, there has been no fire from the Japanese soldiers. It is estimated that at least half of the Japanese soldiers were frozen at this moment."

"Don't be careless." Zhang Dabiao said solemnly, "Continue to reconnaissance for me. Let's spend another day, and then go over and collect their bodies."

"Battery Commander, aren't you worried that the Japanese had airdrop supplies?" asked the scout.

"What are you worried about? If this Japanese plane could come, it would have been here long ago." Zhang Dabiao was very calm. "If the Japanese plane really came, even if the Japanese got supplies, it would take time to eat them. At that time, we would rush up and snatch the supplies. Anyway, the Japanese have no strength now, and they have frozen to death and starved to death. They are not our opponents."
To be continued...