Chapter 11: The Machine Gun Position Retreats Fifty Meters!

“Second Battalion Commander, I order you to move the foremost machine gun position back by fifty meters!”
“That’s right. From the command post, we can clearly see your fire deployment!”
“Also, after the light machine guns open fire, you must swiftly relocate your firing positions within thirty seconds. Didn’t you notice that two of our fire points were silenced by the enemy’s grenade launchers?”
“Yes, Regimental Commander. I’ll arrange it immediately!”

After hanging up, Wu Ziqiang was utterly confused.

Although he was incompetent, he at least had the awareness of being so.

He immediately ordered the messenger to relay Chu Yunfei’s commands.

Meanwhile, Fang Ligong, inside the command post, couldn’t help but speak up: “Regimental Commander... isn’t it inappropriate to intervene in frontline command?”

“Huh?”

Again, pretending not to hear.

Seeing Chu Yunfei’s dismissive attitude, Fang Ligong simply sat back down on his stool.

“Just do your micromanagement then.”

After all, the battlefield situation wasn’t deteriorating further, was it?

Chu Yunfei was currently observing the adjustments to the Second Battalion’s fire points.

He truly didn’t notice what Fang Ligong was saying.

Seeing Fang Ligong sit back down in front of the battle map, Chu Yunfei thought he must have misheard.

He then continued to study the defensive deployment of the Second Battalion.

From time to time, he made phone calls to request Wu Ziqiang optimize the setup.

Half an hour later.

The Japanese forces regrouped again, slightly adjusting their formation.

It seemed they were preparing to attack with company-level strength.

The battle map’s perspective showed the enemy’s rear forces also regrouping.

It looked like the attacking force was at least a battalion strong.

This time, Chu Yunfei felt the pressure.

Wave after wave of assault tactics—this offensive was extremely fierce!

The relentless enemy attacks would surge like tide after tide, regardless of cost.

The defenders’ ammunition might well run out before they could eliminate the attackers.

Such an attack was hard to withstand.

“Sun Ming!”

“Reporting!”

Sun Ming, who had been consulting Fang Ligong, suddenly stood up.

Without turning his head, Chu Yunfei loudly ordered: “Immediately send orders for the Third Battalion to prepare for battle and be ready to reinforce the Second Battalion at any moment. The Fourth Battalion will proceed to support the 427th Regiment and assist in combat.”

“Also, send orders to the First Battalion to rest in Jiaochang Village and establish defensive lines within the village.”

“Yes!”

“Regimental Commander, is something about to happen?”

Chu Yunfei’s expression was grave as he nodded: “Yes, Ligong, take a look.”

Fang Ligong raised his binoculars to peer into the distance, but after a long moment, he saw nothing unusual.

“Regimental Commander?”

“Their combat units, equipment configuration, and attack methods are different from before. Most likely their reinforcements have arrived.”

“If the 427th Regiment’s defenses collapse, our flank will be threatened, and the entire line could be at risk...”

Wait—how did he figure that out?

Through the binoculars, these enemy soldiers looked no different from before.

If memory served, both were using imported German-made binoculars with the same magnification.

Fang Ligong raised his binoculars again, puzzled.

Why couldn’t he see it?

After issuing his orders, Chu Yunfei returned to the phone: “Captain Wu!”

Wu Ziqiang was now surrounded by three or four messengers.

Once the battle began, he had resolved to stay in the frontline command post, awaiting Chu Yunfei’s orders.

When the phone rang, Wu Ziqiang answered without hesitation: “Regimental Commander, please instruct.”

Even in the darkest moments, he knew it was the regimental commander calling.

Sure enough, Chu Yunfei’s voice came through the receiver:

“The upcoming battle will be tough. I’ve observed the enemy preparing a ferocious assault. Let me emphasize a few points.”

“First, under no circumstances must you abandon your position without orders.”

“Second, I have the Third Battalion on standby, ready to reinforce you at any time.”

“Third, I know the Second Battalion’s fighting capability well. Hold out until nightfall, and I will personally commend you to Commander Yan. If you fail to hold until nightfall, I will have you executed. Understand?”

Wu Ziqiang, still with a spark of spirit at this critical moment, loudly pledged: “Yes, Regimental Commander! As long as I, Wu Ziqiang, live, not a single enemy will breach our lines!”

After hanging up, Wu Ziqiang left the command post and took a submachine gun handed to him by a nearby communications officer.

“Brothers, the regimental commander said, before nightfall, the position must remain in our hands!”

“Fight bravely and you shall be richly rewarded!”

“Retreat, and I’ll personally shoot you down!”

The battle erupted on both sides simultaneously.

In terms of equipment, combat effectiveness, and command capability under Colonel Li Dashan, the 427th Regiment was far inferior to the 358th Regiment.

Previously, when the frontline defenses were still held by the 358th Regiment, the old fox Suzuki’s attacks targeted only the 358th.

But now, as the 358th had retreated to secondary defensive positions, the 427th’s defenses were exposed to enemy attack.

The Shibuya Regiment focused its main assault on the 358th’s base.

The demoralized Suzuki Brigade and the puppet Manchurian 27th Division targeted the 427th’s main positions.

With powerful armored support and artillery bombardment, these enemy troops seemed suddenly infused with confidence, their assault steps quickening.

The morale of the 427th plummeted, and casualties mounted grievously.

Upon receiving news, Brigade Commander Liang personally rushed to the frontline to supervise.

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