Check in from the bright sword

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The head flew up, and the blood crumbled.

There was even a look of horror in his eyes.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the fierce battle at Yanmen Pass was in full swing.

From the perspective of the telescope, seeing the attack of the 13th Squadron of the 3rd Brigade of the 4th Infantry Regiment was defeated again, Saeki Fumuro's lungs were about to explode.

In addition to being angry, there is also anxiety.

At this moment, Saeki Fumuro's heart was full of anxiety.

The headquarters of the Garrison Mongolian Army and even the headquarters of the North China Front Army sent calls over and over again, urging them to speed up and rush to Ping'an County to rescue the 69th Division as soon as possible.

It can be seen that the situation in Ping'an County is really not optimistic.

But the problem is, their Saeki detachment really can't get up fast!

The majestic and precipitous Yanmenguan City is like a big lock, locking the way forward of the Saeki detachment.

Moreover, due to the existence of Guancheng, the search team of the Saeki detachment could not play a role. No matter how powerful the tanks of the search team were, they could not cross the mountains.

Therefore, the Saeki detachment can only invest in infantry one at a time.

But the effect can only be described as dismal.

Not to mention the Eighth Route Army guarding the pass, even the guerrillas on the mountain ridges on both sides of Yanmen Pass were also extremely brave, and there would often be a situation where all members of a small team died in battle without giving up an inch.

Saeki Fumuro had never seen such a guerrilla.

The Eighth Route Army in Northwest Shanxi, whether it is a regular army or a guerrilla, seems to have a certain temperament.

What kind of temperament?A kind of temperament that you must use your sword when you encounter an enemy, even if you know you will lose the enemy, even if you know you will fall under the enemy's sword, you still dare to use your sword to fight!

Seeing that the attack of the 13th Squadron of the 3rd Brigade of the 4th Infantry Regiment was disintegrated again, Saeki Fumuro was shocked and anxious.

"Baga!" Saeki Fumuro said, "What's the matter with Kunomura's troops? It's already five past two in the afternoon, why hasn't Kunomura's troops arrived at Yanmen Pass?"

Several staff officers looked at each other, but no one could answer.

Saeki Fumuro said angrily, "Call Kunomura's troops immediately..."

Before the voice finished, a communication staff officer hurried over.

"Detachment leader!" the communications staff said in dismay, "Lieutenant Shimada of Kunomura's army sent a farewell telegram, saying that they were severely killed by the intensive firepower of the Eighth Route Army during the attack, and the army completely collapsed."

"Now they are being hunted down by the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army. I am afraid that the collective jade will be smashed."

"Nani?" Saeki Fumuro froze there immediately, how could that be?

Kunomura's troops were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army?How can it be?

You must know that Kunomura's troops made a detour to 72 Daowan was his temporary decision, and it was impossible for the Eighth Route Army to know in advance, so how did they set up an ambush?

Could the Eighth Route Army be able to predict the future?

Could the Eighth Route Army have guessed that he would send troops to detour from 72 Daowan?

Thinking of this, Saeki Fumuro felt a deep chill. In this way, not only the technical and tactical qualities of the grassroots combatants of the Eighth Route Army have improved, but also the tactical qualities of their commanders have improved!

It's no wonder that the Eighth Route Army at Yanmenguan was able to build such a strong line of defense in such a short period of time!So much so that their entire detachment stormed for nearly a day without making an inch!

You know, in 1937 when the Sino-Japanese War just broke out, one detachment could shake dozens of divisions of the national army!

But now, a detachment of the Japanese army is facing a defense line of 2000 people from the Eighth Route Military Region, plus thousands of guerrillas.

Thinking of this, a sinister look flashed across Saeki Fumuro's eyes.

There is no other choice but to use the last resort!

"Order!" Saeki Fumuro said, almost gritting his teeth, "The Artillery Wing immediately fired chemical bombs to the right-wing hillside, and the 13rd Battalion of the 3th Infantry Wing prepared to charge!"

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The hillside position on the right side of Yanmen Pass.

Having repelled another devil's attack, Zhang Manyian couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The devil's attack didn't seem as sharp as imagined, and that's all.

Zhang Mantian seemed to have seen Qin Taohua wearing a red hijab and being carried into their dilapidated courtyard. Thinking of this, Zhang Mantian grinned to the ear.

At this moment, Zhang Manyian heard a pop.

Looking intently, I saw a shell landed in front of the position.

"Anti-cannon!" Zhang Manyian roared, prostrated on the ground.

The militiamen who were resting on the ground fell down one after another when they heard the sound, and the battlefield was in a hurry.

Then the expected explosion sound did not sound, and when Zhang Manyian raised his head for two or three seconds, he saw that the shell that had just landed in front of the position had not exploded.

There was just a puffing sound, and a faint yellow smoke came out.

"It's a stink bomb!" Zhang Manyian breathed a sigh of relief.

Then looking around, Zhang Manyian saw more stink bombs.

"It doesn't seem right." Zhang Manyian frowned.

How could there be so many stink bombs?How could they all be stink bombs?

In the next second, Zhang Manyian came to his senses, and immediately shouted mournfully: "Gas bomb, it's a gas bomb, everyone cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel, hurry up!"

While shouting, Zhang Manyian inhaled a few puffs of smoke, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Immediately, Zhang Manyian held his breath, took off the towel, and then turned on the kettle to wet his face with water.

Raising his head suddenly, Zhang Manyian saw that in the white smoke, devils wearing gas masks had already pounced forward with bayonets in hand.

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Chapter 478

New Second Regiment Headquarters.

Yang Kexin hurried into the war room and reported to Kong Jie: "Regimental Commander, the devils from the direction of Yangquan are dispatched!"