With Li Yunfei's presence, the 337th Regiment didn't have to worry about not being able to keep up with the hardware equipment. However, in terms of software, they had always lacked the spirit to satisfy Li Yunfei.
It was undeniable that there were many brave and good soldiers in the national army, but there were also many who lacked confidence when facing the Japanese.
They lacked the aura of invincibility, the belief that they would win the first battle.
At this moment, in the face of the powerful counterattack of the 77th Regiment, this kind of momentum finally grew. This made Li Yunfei feel satisfied and proud. This was his own army.
However, the war could not continue like this. Huang Qidong, the chief of staff, only knew that Li Yunfei was ambitious and wanted to wipe out the 77th regiment here, but Huang Qidong did not know that Li Yunfei's real purpose was to further train the soldiers.
The scene that Li Yunfei was looking forward to had appeared. There was no need for the troops to fight a fearless battle because of this. The night was still very long, and it was only less than eight o'clock in the evening.
Two yellows. A red signal flare rose above the battlefield. All the soldiers of the 337th Regiment who were attacking quickly broke away from the Japanese.
This was also Li Yunfei's absolute requirement for the troops. All soldiers must firmly obey orders.
The red signal flare is attack, yellow. The signal flare was to pause the attack and retreat.
As for Huang... The signal flare also had another meaning, which was that fire support was about to arrive.
Of course, only the soldiers of the 337th Regiment knew this secret code.
The three Mountain Cannon companies, the Heavy Artillery Battalion, and the mortars belonging to the infantry battalions started a new round of bombardment on the area occupied by the Japanese.
Especially when they saw the 337th Regiment retreating, they thought that the 337th Regiment was unable to continue the attack. Most of the Japanese officers actually gave the order to attack.
They were trying to take advantage of the 337th Regiment's retreat to defeat their opponents.
However, what greeted the Japanese was not their defeated backs, but the sound of artillery shells whistling in the sky.
One minute of rapid firing. In one minute, as many shells as possible were dropped on the enemy's position. After one minute of bombardment, the damage would be reduced to a very low level.
In the temporary command post of the 77th Regiment, Fujiuro Ryosuke felt the vibrations and sounds of the first round of bombardment, and his expression instantly became very ugly.
In the entire 77th Regiment, no one knew better than Fujimuro Ryosuke the disastrous consequences of the artillery.
Although the 77th Regiment had immediately set up their positions when they arrived here, the positions they had set up were half-baked and could not even be considered simple fortifications. Under such bombardment, most of the soldiers had nowhere to hide.
If he hadn't dug up this temporary command center in the battle just now, Fujiuro Ryosuke didn't know if he could have survived such a bombardment.
Among the dense bombardment, the explosive blast waves, sounds and movements of the large-caliber heavy howitzers were much higher than that of the 120mm howitzers of the independent heavy artillery regiment. They were at least 155mm howitzers.
Fujiuro Ryosuke knew better than anyone else that even the soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire would collapse under such heavy artillery attacks.
At this point, no matter how proud Fujimuro Ryosuke was, he had to admit that his regiment was on the verge of being wiped out.
"Have you found a usable radio station?”Fujiuro Ryosuke asked the people around him as the cannons rumbled.
However, the answer they received was a shake of their heads. All the command posts had been destroyed from the beginning, and all the logistics vehicles had been the targets of the first round of bombardment.
Fujiuro Ryosuke felt despair when he couldn't find a single radio station in such a large regiment.
If he had a radio station, Fujiuro Ryosuke would definitely put down all his pride and ask the 20th Division and the First Army for help.
But now, there was not even a radio station.
This made Fujiuro Ryosuke unwilling to believe that this scene was real. He could not help but roar,"Those damn Chinese artillery, are they all from a thousand miles away and can see all of our command posts?”
No one could answer Fujimuro Ryosuke's question because they did not know that the reality was that the 77th regiment's headquarters, the brigade's headquarters, the logistics supply team, and even the squadron's headquarters had all been destroyed by the enemy's artillery bombardment.
As a result, they could not even find a usable radio station, and asking for help became a pipe dream.
In fact, all the devils in the northwest of Shanxi did not know what the 77th Regiment was doing.
At this time, in the area occupied by the Japanese army, the simple fortifications that were temporarily built had been razed to the ground by artillery fire, and they had caused great damage to the Japanese in the area.
However, the Japanese's will to resist did not waver at all. Many of them still stood behind the dilapidated fortifications, ready to welcome the attack of the national army. The battle was not over yet.
In the command center of the 337th Regiment, Li Yunfei was looking at the intelligence report of the 77th Regiment in his mind. The number of deaths quickly appeared one by one. From the time the artillery bombardment started until now, it had been almost half an hour.
The 77th Regiment, which originally had more than 2,000 people, now only had about 1,000 survivors after half an hour of intensive bombardment. The 77th Regiment was crippled.
Li Yunfei knew very well that a unit like the 77th Regiment could only be completely destroyed. It was impossible to expect the devils to surrender.
Moreover, Li Yunfei also knew that the next battle would be a bloody battle against the remaining Japanese.
Therefore, if the bombardment could kill as many Japanese as possible, Li Yunfei did not plan to stop the bombardment.
However, at this point in the war, any thoughts were useless. They could only die for tens of thousands of years.
"Security Company, follow me." In the command post, Li Yunfei gave a loud order and directly led the guards to the battlefield.
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