Late the next night, when the agreed time came, the southern Anhui Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, which had sneaked into the enemy's rear, launched more than 100 platoons of the New Fourth Army at the same time, and dozens of strongholds, artillery towers, dozens of roads and trenches in Little Japan were attacked at the same time. After that, Takayo Fujido's telephone number never stopped.

Takae Fujido handed over the phone to the adjutant, but walked into the next battle room.

A huge sand table has been set up in the war room. Several combat staff are inserting small blue flags onto the sand table. From time to time, communication personnel will step in and copy the latest battle reports. Several combat staff will add blue flags to the sand table according to the latest battle reports.

By two o'clock in the morning, the battle reports were summarized everywhere, and more than a hundred small blue flags had been planted on the sand table.

Looking at the densely packed small blue flags on the sand table, Haneda was a little scared. He didn't expect that the southern Anhui Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army would not move, but it was like this big move. Judging from the current summary war reports, there were at least 150 platoons of Chinese troops participating in the attack, which was equivalent to the strength of six regiments.

"How is Haneda Sang?" Fujido Takayoshi said with a very relaxed expression, "Now, do you have a clear understanding of the true strength of the Southern Anhui Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army?"

"Haida." Haneda said heavily, "Your Excellency General is right. The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in southern Anhui is indeed an army that should not be underestimated. I did underestimate them before."

Takayo Fujido waved his hand and continued, "However, Haneda Sang, you don't have to overestimate the strength of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in southern Anhui. Judging from the sand table, the situation seems extremely scary, but from a practical perspective, this wave of attacks by the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in southern Anhui is actually not worth worrying."

Haneda asked in confusion: "Why did Your Excellency General say that?"

Takae Fujido did not answer Haneda's question, but asked, "San Haneda, until now, I have not sent reinforcements to any attacked stronghold or artillery tower. Don't you find it strange?

Haneda was stunned when she heard this, and then she remembered that Takayo Fujido had not sent reinforcements to any of them.

"Do you know why I didn't send reinforcements? Because it's unnecessary." Tengdo Takae said, "The southern Anhui Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army divided the troops so scattered. Each of the troops involved in the attack was only one or two platoons. Such a small amount of troops would break through roads or trenches. It was a delusion to break through artillery towers or even strongholds where the Imperial Army was stationed. After all, the southern Anhui Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army had extremely limited heavy weapons and they lacked effective means of attack."

Haneda nodded subconsciously, and it seemed that this was true.

Takayo Fujido continued: "So, this large-scale attack is actually a scattered offensive. In addition to looking quite scary, it is difficult to cause real damage to the imperial army. By dawn tomorrow, my backhand strike will make the southern Anhui Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army pay a heavy price."

(Split Line)

In Dashaao, ten miles from Lucai Keng, the Japanese built a cannon tower, and the 4th Regiment's 1st Battalion Company was responsible for removing the cannon tower.

After nightfall, Platoon Commander Liu led all 40 officers and soldiers to sneak into the periphery of the artillery tower. As soon as the agreed time came, Platoon Commander Liu issued an order and launched an attack on the artillery tower.

However, a squad of Japanese troops stationed in the artillery tower and a machine gun, so the attack was not smooth.

When Wang Gensheng and Uncle Wang carried a midnight snack to the position, the battle had come to an end for a while. Due to the lack of effective means of attack, the assault team was unable to approach the artillery tower. After more than a dozen soldiers were injured and killed, Platoon Commander Liu had to suspend the attack and gathered several squad leaders to discuss countermeasures.

"Platform Commander Liu, why did you stop and stop beating?" Wang Gensheng asked.

Platoon leader Liu said: "The little Japanese firepower is too strong, and the price of strong attack is too high. We have to think of another way."

Wang Gensheng looked at the artillery tower hundreds of meters away and found that the Japanese artillery tower was very tricky and had an open area on all sides, so it was difficult for people to get close to the artillery tower. If you really want to spend any money, filling in one or two rows of platoons may be able to take down the artillery tower, but the price is obviously unbearable.

"Comrades, come on, have midnight snack first, and finish midnight snack first." Uncle Wang ignored these things, put down his midnight snack hood and began to greet the soldiers sitting around him. The soldiers fought for the middle of the night and were already so hungry that they were roaring. They gathered together and opened the lid of the bucket and saw that it was filled with hot black wheat fruits.

Upi wheat fruit is a common food in the south. It is crushed with wheat peel and mixed with a small amount of flour, twisted into a vine-shaped shape and steamed, so it is also called twig vine-shaped wheat fruit, which is not very delicious. However, in this war-torn era, the landlords did not have any surplus grain, so it would be great to be able to fill their stomachs.

Wang Gensheng also took the root.

Looking at the curvy black wheat fruit in his hand, Wang Gensheng suddenly felt aroused his heart, and thought of an idea. He immediately ran to platoon leader Liu and said, "Plane Commander Liu, I have a solution."

Platoon Commander Liu was excited and didn't care about having midnight snacks anymore and asked, "What's the way?"

Wang Gensheng said: "The Japanese's artillery tower is tricky and surrounded by open rice fields. This makes our soldiers unable to find cover when attacking, and their entire body is completely exposed to the gun of the little Japanese. However, on the other hand, this also laid the hidden danger of defeat for the little Japanese itself."

"Oh, Wang Yushi, don't lose your articles. Tell me quickly, what's the way?" Platoon Commander Liu was anxious.

Wang Gensheng said: "The solution is actually very simple. Are these rice fields? It should be easy to dig. We can dig a tunnel directly to the bottom of the Japanese artillery tower, and then we can blow up the dog's artillery tower with explosives.

"The problem is that the little Japanese machine gun can also be shot into the pit." Platoon Chief Liu had not thought about it yet.

"You are stupid, don't dig forward in a straightforward way. Dig the tunnel into a zigzag shape like Wupi Maiguo. Wouldn't the little Japanese machine gun be able to hit it?"

"Yes, why didn't I think of this trick?" Platoon Commander Liu suddenly realized.

After figuring it out, Platoon Commander Liu immediately called the three squad leaders and ordered the three squad lines to dig trenches in turn. The soil of this rice field was soft and there was sandy soil under the clay layer. As a result, it took less than two hours to dig more than a hundred meters forward and approached the Japanese artillery tower.

The little Japanese also realized that something was wrong, so they first threw grenades out, but because it was dark, it was difficult for the grenades to fall accurately into the tunnel that was only about two feet wide. They found that throwing grenades was not good, so the little Japanese organized troops to charge, trying to eliminate the soldiers who dug the tunnel in the tunnel.

But in this way, the situation became that the little Japanese attacked and defended. In the end, the soldiers gave the little Japanese a fierce attack with the tunnel they had just dug. All the six Japanese soldiers who attacked were killed. The remaining few Japanese soldiers did not dare to come out and could only hide in the artillery tower to resist stubbornly.

Soon, the tunnel was dug under the artillery tower. A soldier dug a hole under the ground with a pointed pick, and then stuffed the two explosive packs he brought into it. After more than ten seconds, a huge smoke suddenly rose up from Dashaao. When the smoke and dust disappeared, he found that the Japanese artillery tower had already collapsed halfway.

Platoon Commander Liu and more than a dozen soldiers rushed into the crumbling artillery tower and found that several Japanese soldiers who were fighting stubbornly were lying in the artillery tower, bleeding from their orifices, and were all shocked to death by the shock waves generated by the explosion.

(Split Line)

For many Japanese troops in Longkou County, it was a long night.

But no matter how long or difficult the night is, it will eventually end.

Haneda rubbed his slightly sour eyes and looked up at Takayoshi Fujido and said, "God of General, it's dawn. Should the Imperial Army fight back?"

"Well, it's time, but before counterattack, communications between the strongholds and artillery towers must be restored." Fujido Takae said this, and then turned his head and ordered the adjutant, "Order that all the engineers will be dispatched, and communications between the strongholds and artillery towers must be restored in the shortest time, quickly."

"Hayi." The adjutant bowed his head and turned around and left.

Watching the adjutant go out, Haneda asked in confusion: "God of General, it is said that soldiers are very fast. Why not fight back when the Chinese army has not had time to withdraw, instead of waiting for the engineers to restore the communications of the artillery towers first? When the communications are restored, it is afraid it will be too late."

"It's not too late. There is an old saying in China that if you want to do something well, you must first sharpen your tools." Fujido Takayoshi smiled sinisterly and continued, "Only when the engineers resume communications, we can know which strongholds or artillery towers have been destroyed. Only in these directions can the Imperial Army need to focus on attacks, at least in other directions, there is no need to be too serious."
Chapter completed!