Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 212 Flathead Old Surname

The Japanese soldier Qing Sanpu ignored his image and sat down on the chair in the artillery tower, gasping for breath.

"Baga, sound the battle alert, and make sure to keep the independent column out of Jincheng!"

The Japanese's battle alarm resounded throughout Jincheng. The Japanese infantry battalion left behind, a garrison squadron in the city, a plainclothes team and the police station all entered their respective positions.

The position outside the north gate was the focus of the Japanese defense. More than a thousand Japanese who escaped and half of the remaining squadron, a total of more than 1,500 people, huddled in the solid permanent fortifications and put up a desperate resistance.

The garrison squadron and the traitors in the city all climbed up to the city gate tower and dragged the Type 92 infantry gun to the top of the tower.

What’s even more shameless is that they also captured a number of civilians and made them stand on the city gate towers as human shields.

"Yoshi, these Chinese in the plainclothes team are really more ruthless than our own people!"

However, for these permanent fortifications, Keisuke Miura still did not dare to bring Chinese people here easily. Otherwise, if some troublemakers sneaked in, the gain would outweigh the loss.

Dai Anlan, who was confronting the Japanese in Jincheng, reported all the situations at the north gate of Jincheng to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong threw the telegram to Wang Meng.

"These little devils and traitors are just as we expected. But even without heavy artillery and planes, we can still take down Jincheng!"

"Commander, Wang Huaibao and Ding Wei have also exchanged fire with the Japanese in Linfen and Yangquan respectively, but the Japanese don't seem to be in a hurry to advance. It looks like they are just feinting!"

The current situation is consistent with what Li Yunlong and Wang Meng expected. The Japanese in Linfen and Yangquan just want the independent column to split up and relieve the pressure on Gaomiao Mountain.

Now that the battle of Gaomiao Mountain is over and Jincheng has been surrounded, there is naturally no need for the Japanese in Linfen and Yangquan to continue attacking northward and southward.

"So, order Ding Wei and Wang Huaibao not to attack rashly, just delay the enemy's attack. Dai Anlan should finish the battle as soon as possible. Once Jincheng is breached, the enemy in the north will naturally not retreat!"

"Yes! Commander, we found Xu Gun! He was hanging on a tree branch, and other than a few scratches, he's fine!"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up when he heard this. Today's pilots were his treasures, especially those with rich combat and command experience.

"Good job! Let him have a good rest! Since the aviation division in Jincheng can't go there, let them go to the north and let Old Ding enjoy the feeling of aircraft support!"

Ten minutes later, the Hellcat, loaded with aerial bombs and rockets, roared from Pingshun Airport and flew north.

Dai Anlan in Jincheng also quickly adjusted the tank battle formation and advanced towards the Japanese permanent fortifications outside Jincheng.

For ordinary civil engineering works, the Tiger tank's tank gun could destroy them with one shot, but for the Japanese fortifications where anti-tank guns and heavy machine guns were hidden, the Tiger tank could only destroy them by continuous bombardment.

"Armored Infantry Regiment, Tank Battalion to cover your advance, attack with flamethrowers!"

Dai Anlan had seen the power of flamethrowers. As long as it was given a gap, it could spray sticky thickened gasoline into the fortifications and burn everything inside.

Thirty Tiger tanks bombarded the enemy's bunker fiercely, suppressing the enemy's anti-tank guns so that they could not raise their heads.

Taking advantage of the gap, the flamethrower carrying a flamethrower was sent to a place twenty meters away from the Japanese bunker.

The flamethrower pulled the trigger, and dragons of fire flew towards the Japanese bunker and went straight into it.

The sticky thickened gasoline stuck to the Japanese's body and they couldn't get rid of it. Then they turned into fire men, who crawled out from the security room howling and emitting heart-wrenching cries.

The armored infantryman who followed couldn't bear it and was about to raise his hand to shoot, but was stopped by the soldier next to him.

"Don't feel sorry for them. Think about our compatriots who are being used as shields on the city gate towers!"

After saying that, he patted his helmet and entered the alley.

The flamethrower took down the bunker, and then the Japanese in the alley were "grilled". The flames emitted by this flamethrower can turn, making it a powerful weapon for alley warfare.

Kenjiro Kei Miura, who was at the last line of defense, saw that the first line of defense had been completely destroyed, and he prepared to retreat to Jincheng without hesitation.

He looked back at the Jincheng city gate and found that everything was peaceful on the gate tower and the infantry artillery did not fire towards the city.

"Baga, without the commander, these garrison squadrons can't fight?"

Kenjiro Kei Miura led the Japanese troops in the headquarters and quickly evacuated the outside of the city and moved towards the north gate of Jincheng.

The closer they got to the city gate tower, the more the old Japanese soldier Qing Sanpu felt something was wrong. Why were the civilians on the city gate gone?

Kenjiro Kei Miura took out a telescope and looked up at the city gate tower. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but he was shocked when he looked.

The city gate tower had been occupied by a group of armed men dressed in civilian clothes, and the only four remaining infantry guns were adjusting their firing angles, as if they were heading towards him.

"Baga! Jincheng is lost!"

Four infantry guns fired at the same time, and the projectiles exploded around Kenjiro Keisuke Miura. The high-speed flying shrapnel directly hit Kenjiro Keisuke Miura's body.

At this time, a tall man in a gray-black military uniform took the opportunity to slip away...

It turned out that shortly after the Gaomiaoshan battle started, the special forces sneaked into Jincheng, where the defense was poor.

More than 200 elite members of Wei Dayong's reconnaissance battalion also sneaked into the city under the cover of the special forces.

Therefore, taking advantage of the fierce fighting outside the city and the rumbling sounds of tanks outside the city, important strongholds in the city were quickly captured by the special forces and reconnaissance battalion.

The common people on the city gate tower looked at the Japanese soldiers with bayonets, their eyes turning around shifty.

The plainclothes team, holding their revolvers, stared blankly at the fierce fighting taking place outside the city gate.

"Captain, it seems that the imperial army can't hold this city. Should we brothers find a way out?"

"Damn it, I didn't expect the Imperial Army to be defeated so quickly. If we wait for a fight, we'll just take off our clothes and run away. We have people with guns, so why worry about not being able to find a buyer?"

According to his thinking, if all else fails, he would just go up the mountain and become a bandit, or go find Old Man Yan. It would just be a matter of changing his skin.

"Captain, why do these common people look strange to me?"

The captain of the plainclothes team was also a little surprised when he saw these sturdy "flat-headed" guys.

Before the war, didn't all the young people in the city run away? How come they are still all wearing short crew cuts?

Moreover, why do these ordinary people look so strong and sturdy? It seems like they know some martial arts skills?

The plainclothes captain thrust the revolver against the waist of the common people on the city gate tower, and a hard feeling was transmitted to his hand.