"The Japanese's attacking force is about a brigade. They still had two more battalions behind them. They couldn't go on like this. The Japanese's firepower was too strong.
Your two battalions will surround the Japanese from the left and right and force them to retreat. Remember, don't go too deep, don't go too deep, and don't chase after them. As soon as the Japanese retreat, you guys retreat immediately.”
Zhang Wenbin knew that the Japanese were strong in this period of time. The combat effectiveness of both sides could not be measured by numbers. It wasn't that having more people on one's side gave one an advantage. In a war, what mattered was the weapons and equipment, and the combat quality of the soldiers. If it was about numbers, then both sides shouldn't fight. Everyone should just stand together and compete with each other.
There were still two large groups of soldiers behind the Japanese. If they went deeper, they might be eaten by the Japanese.
Wu Deshui said with a serious expression,"Please rest assured, I promise to complete the mission!"”
Wu Deshui and Sun Mingli turned around and left. The battle continued.
Both sides were locked in a stalemate. The Japanese relied on their stronger firepower to continuously fire at their position. At the same time, they relied on their soldiers 'combat skills to continuously shoot down the soldiers of the First Battalion.
As for the First Regiment, they could only rely on their numerical advantage to exchange their lives with the Japanese.
Time slowly passed. At around midnight, when both sides were exhausted from the battle, a group of shadowy figures appeared on the two flanks of the Japanese's attack force.
They charged straight at the Japanese soldiers, not afraid of them at all.
Takashi Takeshi, who was behind them, frowned when he saw this.
"Order the troops to withdraw. Give up the attack for the time being. The troops will rest for the night and attack again tomorrow!”
Takashi Ying Sen gave up on attacking. He knew that his troops were at the end of their rope. After fighting for almost a day and a night, the soldiers were already exhausted.
He had thought that he could take down this position with the special ammunition, but it seemed impossible now. The other party was equipped with a gas mask, and the power of the special ammunition could not be displayed.
The advisor, Matsushita Tomie, was a little surprised. He did not expect Takashi Takahashi to be willing to give up on attacking, which made him feel relieved.
In fact, the Japanese were indeed at the end of their rope. They could only give up on attacking when they were surrounded by the national army. As for why they did not send more troops?
It was very simple. Takashi Eagle didn't know how many soldiers were there in the army. If he rashly sent in all his troops without knowing the enemy's strength, it would be very dangerous if the enemy had too many troops and surrounded him.
Ying Sen Xiao was arrogant, but arrogance did not mean stupidity. That was why he gave up on this attack.
The Japanese retreated, and Wu Deshui and Sun Mingli's infantry battalions did not pursue them. The Japanese were worried about the strength of the first regiment, and Zhang Wenbin was also worried about the two battalions behind the Japanese.
With both sides having misgivings, this small and medium-sized battle ended hastily.
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"Leaning against the trench, holding a cigarette in his hand, his eyes deep in thought.
"Guild Leader, everything has been settled. The injured soldiers were all bandaged up. The bodies of the fallen brothers had already been sent to the back. We'll bury him when we get back."
Wang Yiqiu, the battalion commander of the first battalion, walked in front of Zhang Wenbin and said.
"Order the troops to rest for three hours and prepare for battle in three hours.”
Zhang Wenbin said calmly after taking a puff of his cigarette.
"Three hours? Regiment commander, our brothers will be very tired. They train during the day and march more than ten kilometers at night to join the battle. Their bodies can't take it.”
Wang Yiqiu said hesitantly.
"Even if we can't stand it, we have to. This is our last chance. If it was daytime and the Japanese had rested well, they would still have the air force to bombard us. How many of our brothers would have died then?
The Japanese had been fighting for an entire day, and now they had been fighting for half the night. The Japanese would not fight before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and they would sleep soundly tonight.
This is our last chance. We must seize it!”
It was said before that Zhang Wenbin did not know much about military affairs, but he was not stupid!
He was smart. He could think of how the Japanese would fight if they had air support during the day. Now, they had to repel them at night so that they could not organize themselves for the time being. Only by attacking could they buy time for them.
Moreover, it would take time for the reinforcements to catch up. If the battle was too tense, they would not be able to retreat.
Zhang Wenbin did not want to leave his thousands of people here.
Wang Yiqiu understood and nodded." I understand. I'll go down and pass on the order immediately."”
After smoking the cigarette, Zhang Wenbin hugged a rifle and fell into a deep sleep. Although it was very painful to fall asleep in such cold weather, he knew that he had to sleep, and he was very tired.
When he was tired, he could fall asleep no matter what.
It was 3:30 AM in the evening, 3:30 AM in the morning. This time was in winter, and it would be very cold until 8 AM in the morning.
In the wilderness, the temperature was below zero. In this era, there was not much pollution. It would often snow, and the temperature in winter was relatively low. Unlike the past, where zero degrees was the lowest temperature, in this era, the temperature in winter was often-3 to-4 degrees Celsius.
Many soldiers woke up at this time because they were cold! Unable to sleep deeply!
Zhang Wenbin moved his body and rubbed his somewhat stiff cheeks. He continued to put on his gloves, tidied up his military coat, and began to walk slowly in the trenches.
Countless soldiers had already woken up and were moving their bodies.
Some soldiers took out their frozen rations and slowly chewed and swallowed them, hoping to replenish some energy and heat.
Zhang Wenbin didn't care about this. He patted the soldier's shoulder and patted the soldier's shoulder. The cigarette in his hand was still scattered from time to time.
For Zhang Wenbin, some cigarettes were not money. His family was rich and noble. For cigarettes, they needed to smoke sparingly. Moreover, they could only smoke very bad cigarettes, but he did not have any qualms.
It was not a problem to give smoke to the soldiers.
At 3:50 pm, all the soldiers were ready to check their weapons and ammunition.
"Let's go!"
All the soldiers silently set off. The soldiers who were squatting in the trenches and smoking extinguished their cigarette butts. Some soldiers who were drinking water threw away their water bottles. Because the water was not full, there was a swaying sound as they walked.
It was easy to expose the target. They were all veterans, not new recruits. They knew this.
All the troops of the First Regiment, more than 5,000 people, spread out in a half-month formation and slowly approached the Japanese camp.
In this dark night, they were like a group of travelers hidden in the darkness.
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