These three hours were a nightmare for the regiment commander, Kasahara Koizumi.
Two large groups of 2000 plus people and 10 cannons organized more than six waves of brigade level attacks.
The last time, he had pressed forward with his entire army.
However, they were all repelled by the 8th Route Army. The other party's firepower was simply outrageous.
Moreover, the other party had an unknown type of cannon.
It could be fired directly from the shoulder, and it was very powerful. Even their 75mm mountain cannon's cannonball was more powerful.
In addition, the enemy's machine guns were not any less than their regiment.
Thus, not only did the attack not go smoothly, but they also suffered heavy losses.
After the battle, he did a headcount.
It could be considered as exchanging fire with the 8th Route Army's blocking troops from before.
The 2400-man army was now only left with 1600 men, and they had lost more than 800 soldiers.
This was a huge loss for the 22nd regiment.
It was all over this time.
The army was bombed, their supplies were lost, and the railway garrison was wiped out.
Not only had he lost nearly a brigade of soldiers, but he had also gained nothing.
Not to mention Shinozuka Yoshio, even he felt that his vision was dark.
Therefore, after the regiment commander Kasahara Koizumi returned to the county town, he called for the deputy regiment commander Hiroshi Ichiro.
Then, our regiment commander Kasahara Koizumi committed suicide in the room.
The deputy commander Hiroshi Ichiro would take over the hot potato of the 22nd regiment.
Kasahara Koizumi, who was supposed to have died in Xinzhuang, died by committing suicide.
Such a big thing happened in Yangquan, and as the regiment commander, he couldn't absolve himself of the blame.
Instead of going to the military court, it was better to commit suicide to show his bravery and save himself some face.
"Yuxi!"
Koshino Ichiro felt very good sitting on the usual Kasawara-Koizumi throne.
Then he ordered,"Order the blockade of all the major roads in Yangquan. We must find traces of the Eighth Route Army."”
Even though he knew that it was useless, he had to pretend to be doing his best.
Because Taiyuan was coming.
Shinozuka Yoshio, the commander of the First Army, was furious when he heard the news.
If not for the fact that Kasawara Koizumi had committed suicide, he would have ended up in a very miserable state.
Furious, Kasahara Koizumi sent his trusted aide, Yamamoto Ichiki, to investigate the incident.
As long as we find out which Eighth Route Army unit did it.
Next, he would have to bear the wrath of the commander of the First Army.
That night, the 24th Brigade also arrived at Yangquan, followed by the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
Early in the morning, Yamamoto Ichiki walked through the ruins of the battlefield.
Even though the corpses here had all been cleaned up.
However, from the craters on the ground, one could see how tragic the battle last night was.
Of course, it was tragic for the Japanese.
Yamamoto Ichiki looked at the bullet shells on the ground and his eyes suddenly focused.
He bent down to pick up a shell from the ground and examined it carefully.
He was no stranger to this kind of shell.
He had picked up this kind of shell on the battlefield at Phoenix Ridge.
This kind of shell was shorter than the ones he had seen before. It was really easy to recognize.
"Baka, Li Yunlong, it's him again!”
Yamamoto Ichiki's eyes flashed with a cold light as he gritted his teeth and said.
Except for Li Yunlong, the other 8th Route Army troops near Yangquan didn't have such bullets.
Coupled with the precedent of the other party attacking the transport team at Phoenix Ridge, it was basically confirmed who had robbed the train.
Meanwhile, Li Yun Long's team had walked for a few hours before returning to Yang Village. Ding Wei's new team had also returned.
This time, Ding Wei's new regiment suffered heavy losses.
Stopping the 22nd Regiment had cost him a lot.
The 22nd regiment was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
The new regiment had about 1500 men before they set off, but they had lost more than 600 men in this battle.
The number of wounded soldiers alone had reached more than 200.
He had also lost quite a lot of weapons, which made Ding Wei's heart ache.
On the way, they kept complaining about the loss.
Therefore, he did not return to the encampment directly. Instead, he chose to stay in Yang Village.
Of course, he ignored the 500 Type 38 Heavy Machine Guns, 6 crooked machine guns, and 3 Type 92 Heavy Machine Guns that the Independent Regiment had seized.
Li Yun Long had said before they set off that the weapons obtained from this battle would belong to the New Regiment.
But this time, he had to get some benefits from Li Yunlong no matter what.
Otherwise, they would not be worthy of the title of the Iron Triangle of Northwest Shanxi.
Of course, Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment wasn't having a good time either.
They had lost more than 500 men, most of them lost when they were blocking the 22nd regiment.
After all, the 22nd regiment had 10 cannons, more than 10 mortars, and 40 to 50 grenade launchers.
Without artillery support, casualties were inevitable.
Fortunately, the battle was at night.
Otherwise, with Shinozuka Yoshio's anger, the fighter jets in the direction of Taiyuan Airport would be enough to make Li Yunlong suffer.
Currently, the Independent Regiment had no other way to deal with the Japanese fighter jets other than the Type 54 heavy machine gun.
"Motherf * cker, I'm finally back.”
Standing at the entrance of Yang Village, Li Yun Long, who was in a sorry state, couldn't help but laugh.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。