Of course Shimono Chun knew what the commander Kasahara Koizumi said. He explained: "Captain, the general Eighth Route Army militiamen are indeed what you said. However, if these militiamen are recruited and trained by the independent battalion of the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army

, then the situation will be different.”

"The Independent Battalion has successively obtained a large number of weapons and equipment from the Imperial Army. You have fought with them in Jiangjun Ridge. You should know their combat effectiveness. The light and heavy firepower they are equipped with is no less than that of the Imperial Army, and is even better than that of the same size.

There are more imperial troops.

So it's no surprise that their militia has so many rifles."

"Sigh!"

Kasahara Koizumi nodded, he obviously agreed with Shimono Jun's statement.

But the next moment, the old devil's face darkened, and he said with disdain: "But what if these militiamen have weapons? Their combat effectiveness is not even as good as the guerrillas, so what if they have sufficient weapons?

?It’s just a bunch of rabble!”

"Shimono-kun, look at it, it won't be long before the Imperial Army's 1st Battalion and 2nd Battalion can tear through their defenses, rush into their positions, and wipe out all these damn Chinese people!"

"Um!"

Shimono Jun nodded seriously in agreement.

Next, the situation was as expected by Kasahara Koizumi. The arrival of the independent battalion's county brigades, district teams and village militia teams helped the independent battalion temporarily relieve the pressure, but also slowed down the Japanese army's advancement efficiency a lot.

But it failed to stop the Japanese attack.

Even Xu Hailang personally came to the front line to direct operations in order to boost morale, but still failed to reverse the situation.

The militia team of the Independent Battalion was just established. The militiamen need to grow crops to make a living and cannot train on time every day like the regular army. Therefore, even with the blessing of the "Soldiers Quick Training Manual", the comprehensive quality of the militiamen in all aspects has still been greatly improved.

Slow and far incomparable to well-trained Japanese soldiers.

Seeing the increasing casualties, the commander of the supplementary company, Zhao Hong, braved the Japanese gunfire, crouched down to find Xu Hailang, and asked him for instructions: "Deputy battalion commander, the Japanese offensive is too powerful.

The militiamen suffered heavy casualties, and we may not be able to withstand the Japanese attack."

Xu Hailang said calmly: "We must resist even if we can't bear it! Wangjiacun is the foundation of my independent battalion, and the arsenal is our lifeblood.

The battalion commander handed over the base area to us before leaving and repeatedly told us to guard the base area without making any mistakes!"

"If the base area falls and the arsenal is destroyed, not only will we be unable to explain to the battalion commander, but we will become the sinners of the entire independent battalion!"

Zhao Hong didn't understand this truth. He said: "Deputy Battalion Commander, of course I know what you said, but our battalion commander also said something: if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of materials to burn.

As long as people are still there, there is still a chance for everything to come back.

But if the three companies that were left to guard the base area and all the militiamen were buried here and still couldn't hold the base area, then we would be the real sinners."

Xu Hailang: "Old Zhao, of course I know what you are talking about, but we must not give up until the last moment. Didn't Shanzi break out and ask for help?

As long as we hold on until the battalion commander comes back, it will be the end of these Japs."

Zhao Hong: "The regiment headquarters is hundreds of kilometers away from Wangjiacun, but Shanzi has only been gone for less than an hour. I'm afraid the water far away can't save the fire nearby."

Xu Hailang looked towards the direction of the regiment headquarters and said after a moment of silence: "Maybe the battalion commander is already on his way back. No matter what, we must persist a little longer."

"Two hours, just two hours!"

"After two hours, if the battalion commander has not come back, then we will move to the back mountain."

After a pause, Xu Hailang seemed to have thought of something, and then he continued: "The arsenal is the foundation of our independent battalion and must not be destroyed or fall into the hands of the Japanese.

In this way, you arrange a few soldiers to prepare some explosives, and if necessary, blow up the entrance of the cave directly."

"In this way, even if the base area is lost, as long as we wait for the battalion commander to return, we only need to dig out the hole and the arsenal can continue production."

"Um!"

Zhao Hong nodded heavily.

…

The fierce fighting continues.

"Tu tu tu tu!"

"Da da da!"

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

The fierce gunfire continued for a moment, creating a dense rain of bullets that continued to fly between the enemy and ourselves.

Although the Japanese army has the advantage in artillery firepower, the quality of its individual soldiers is far superior to that of the militia.

However, the independent battalion had a geographical advantage, and during the battle, militia teams continued to come for reinforcements. Therefore, it was able to withstand waves of fierce Japanese attacks.

However, during this period, the independent battalion companies and militia units all suffered heavy casualties.

Especially the enemy's artillery shells. Almost every shell fell, and at least one or several independent battalion soldiers or militiamen would be killed.

This is the disadvantage caused by too dense a force.

Of course Xu Hailang was aware of this, but Wangjiacun was two kilometers behind them, and there was not enough depth for them to fight the Japs and block them layer by layer.

Therefore, the only choice is to risk human life.

Otherwise, once the Japanese are allowed to break through the defense line, the consequences will be fatal and the entire Wangjia Village will be destroyed.

In particular, the Independent Battalion had hoarded a large amount of supplies in Wangjia Village. Although the villagers of Wangjia Village were helping to move them, there were simply too many supplies.

These all take time.

Of course, although the independent battalion and militia suffered heavy casualties, the casualties of the Japanese 22nd Regiment were also considerable.

Under the fearless resistance of the independent battalion and militiamen, every time they took a step forward, someone would be shot, injured, or even killed.

From the beginning of the attack on the Independence Camp base to now, the casualties of the Japanese 22nd Regiment have exceeded 1,000, almost reaching 30%.

This also aroused the raging anger in Kasahara Koizumi's heart. He withdrew the severely attrited 1st Battalion, replaced it with the 3rd Battalion, which was fully staffed and ready to go, and launched an attack together with the 2nd Battalion.

Suddenly, the offensive became more fierce!

The casualties on both sides of the enemy are also increasing rapidly.

Two hours passed...

Independence Battalion Position.

Zhao Hong hurriedly found Xu Hailang: "Deputy Battalion Commander, the important materials in the base area have been basically transferred. As for the materials in the warehouse, they are all stored in the cave in the back mountain. As long as we blow up the entrance of the cave, in a short time, the little devil will be gone."

Can’t get those supplies.”

"Um!"

Zhao Hong nodded, then looked at the front of the position and the position with corpses everywhere with a look of reluctance, and said bitterly: "Give me the order to have all the troops withdraw from the position and move to the back mountain!

The militia and the wounded should withdraw first, followed by the baggage company and supplementary company, and then the first company should be broken off!"

"yes!"

Zhao Hong accepted the promise and was about to turn around to convey the order. At this moment, bright and eye-catching flames suddenly bloomed in the direction of the enemy's attack position. Then, violent explosions were heard, resounding throughout the sky and even turning the battlefield.

The sound of the exchange of fire was temporarily covered up...

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