The command center of the Japanese garrison brigade was pacified. The communications officer just contacted the phone number of the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold. The explosion came out of the receiver, and then the microphone disappeared.

No matter how the communications consultant calls, the interrupted phone can't be connected again.

After working hard for a long time but no results, the communications officer decided to give up. He quickly walked to the squadron leader and reported with his head down: "Sir, our contact with the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold was suddenly interrupted!"

"As soon as I answered the phone, an explosion came from the receiver. The sound was loud, and there was a scream from the Imperial Army inside, and the phone was disconnected."

The phone was cut off as soon as the explosion rang. I remembered that the stronghold had lost most of its positions last night, leaving only a lonely artillery tower. Even a fool could guess that the artillery tower was bombed and the defenders were finished.

"Can't wait any longer!" The squadron leader's face became heavier.

"We use the radio station to contact the captain to report the situation here. What should we do next can only wait for him to make a decision."

After going deep into a mountain more than 20 miles from Nishishan, Major Fujita personally threw a reinforcement team to guard it.

A reinforcement team was also stationed at 500 meters each on the left and right wings. Three troops lined up in a straight line to support each other and cover each other, swept across Jinshan, trying to force out the guerrillas hiding in the mountains, or drive out the mountains, and then gathered and annihilated them.

The entire plan went very smoothly. Faced with the three sweeping troops that support each other, the threat of guerrilla warfare to them was instantly weakened by most of them. They could only use mine warfare and sparrow warfare to harass them sporadically, and they could not hurt the fundamentals.

In contrast, the guerrillas were chased by themselves in the mountains like rabbits.

According to the current offensive rhythm, the guerrillas will be killed by themselves in the most two days.

In order to prevent the guerrillas from using their good night battle to turn defeat into victory and smash the siege of the Imperial Army, Fujita was particularly cautious.

In addition to building the resident on a mountain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and there are no trees to hide around the surrounding area, a large number of bonfires were also lit around the resident to illuminate the surrounding area and prevent guerrillas from attacking themselves in the dark.

The effect is very good. Although the guerrillas did not miss the opportunity to attack them at night, they could not get too close to the base and the terrain advantages were also in their own hands.

For two consecutive nights, although there were constant gunfires around, the casualties of the troops were very small. The only problem was that it affected the quality of sleep in the troops, but it had not reached the point where it could not fall asleep.

Today is the same as yesterday. As soon as the base was built, Major Fujita returned to his own tent.

This is his privilege as the captain.

Except for myself, the radio operators and adjutants who operated the radio station were all in the tent.

After dinner and just getting ready to rest, the radio station, which had been quiet for almost two days, suddenly had a noise, and the red light flashed, "Didi..." rang.

The radio operator reported while wearing headphones: "Sir, it's the frequency when the county town calls us..."

Ten minutes later, a telegram full of words was handed over by the telegraph operator, with a very serious expression.

Fujita realized that something was wrong in the county town, looked at three lines at a glance and quickly browsed the content of the telegram, and then frowned.

While handing the telegram to the adjutant, he analyzed: "The county town report that at least one battalion of Eighth Route Army has entered the pacification, and has captured the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold, and has also eaten a company that reinforced Zhangzhuang Town in the county town. Can anyone tell me what they want to do?"

The adjutant looked at the telegram and replied: "Sir, will their target be Pingding City?"

"No..." Major Fujita still has this confidence.

"Even if there are only more than 400 garrisons left in the county town of Pingding, the Eighth Route Army will not expect to use one battalion to capture it!"

"Then what is their purpose of pacifying?" In addition, the adjutant could not think of other reasons, and his brows became deeper and deeper.

"Build a base!" Major Fujita suddenly thought of this.

But the frowning brow did not stretch because of the problem being solved, but instead wrinkled deeper and strode to the map to analyze.

"It must be like this. While we sent troops to the east to the town guerrillas and the county was empty, the main force of the Eighth Route Army headed straight to Zhangzhuang Town, and took the opportunity to kill the Imperial Army and the Imperial Army there to increase their influence in pacification."

"If this Eighth Route Army continues to work hard and continues to attack the others who are working for the Imperial Army in Zhangzhuang Town, and distribute their finances and food to the people as usual, they will definitely be grateful to the Eighth Route Army and then join the Eighth Route Army and oppose the Imperial Army."

The adjutant was anxious: "Sir, you must not let the Eighth Route Army's conspiracy succeed."

"If the main force of the Eighth Route Army successfully establishes a base in Zhangzhuang Town, even if we eliminate the guerrillas in the mountains, it will not be worth it."

"I have heard that as long as the base is established in the Imperial Army occupied areas and gain a foothold, the Imperial Army will hardly be able to destroy it in a short period of time."

"You must kill this sign in the bud while the base has not been fully established."

Major Fujita knew better than the adjutant that the base was threatening the Imperial Army, so after hearing the adjutant's mention, he did not immediately contact him, but fell into deep thought.

The victory balance of the battle in front of him has turned to the Imperial Army. In two days, Fujita will be confident of killing the guerrillas in the mountains and returning with a great victory.

If you retreat now, you will definitely spit out the victory you have finally eaten. Everyone’s hard work and efforts a few days ago will be in vain.

But Zhangzhuang Town must provide reinforcements, and it must be fast. If it is too late, it will definitely take root there at the speed of the Eighth Route Army establishing a base, so it will definitely take root there, which will be too late.

He was thinking of a good way to get the best of both worlds.

It can not only reinforce Zhangzhuang Town, but also continue to sweep away the guerrillas in Donghui Town, and solve all threats in one battle.

"Split the troops..." Major Fujita thought for two minutes before making a decision.

"Working outside the mountain, one strengthening squadron of the Imperial Army can resist the Chinese army and one regiment, and enter the pacified Eighth Route Army to a maximum of one strengthening battalion. Two strengthening squadrons are drawn on the front line to reinforce Zhangzhuang Town. Two more companies of the Imperial Army will be launched in the county town, which will add up to about four hundred people. Even if the opponent cannot be killed, they can drive them out of pacification and re-occupate Zhangzhuang Town."

"The remaining troops will continue to stay with me in the mountains and encircle the guerrillas in Donghui Town, and be sure to wipe out them all."

After saying that, Fujita looked directly at the adjutant and ordered: "You personally lead two reinforcement teams to reinforce Zhangzhuang Town, and the two companies sent to Zhangzhuang Town in the county will also be under your command."

"I have two-thirds of my troops and equipment for the two strengthening teams, and the troops left behind at the mountain pass will have one-third of their troops and equipment!"

"It's eight o'clock in the evening now, I'll prepare for you for two hours. I'll leave the station secretly after ten o'clock. Never let the guerrillas notice that we're splitting the troops."

The adjutant understood the captain's meaning.

The three encirclement and suppression troops had only more than 200 people in total, and the troops were divided into three groups to form a huge blockade line with a front width of more than 1,500 meters. They were distributed to themselves at once. In the next battle, there would definitely be many loopholes in this blockade line that drove away the guerrillas.

If the guerrillas did not know that the Imperial Army divided the troops, they would not know these loopholes and would be chased and beaten by the Imperial Army like during the day.

If they know, they will get into these loopholes, and the captain wants to find them again is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Chapter completed!