On the north of Lucheng, on the side of the Handan Chang Highway, the Japanese from the 36th Mountain Artillery Corps of the 36th Division were carrying out suppressive artillery bombardment on the Eighth Route Position on the other side of the Zhuozhang River.

Around them, the Japanese in the 222nd Regiment established a solid infantry position to guard against their own artillery positions being raided by others.

The 223rd Infantry Regiment is responsible for launching a river-crossing attack on the Eighth Route Army on the front line.

At the same time, with the help of the 36th Corps of the Engineering Army, the Japanese in the 36th Corps of the Engineering Army, were constantly sending the bridge repair supplies to the west bank of the Zhuozhang River, preparing to repair a bridge so as to rescue the Japanese trapped in the city.

"Crazy...Crazy..." Under the cover of artillery, the attacking Japanese men were on a boat and leaned towards the east bank of the river.

"Damn it, the Japanese are coming up soon, tell the artillery and kill them!" A company commander of the first regiment of the main force looked at the river in the fire of artillery and said to the artillery behind him.

"No problem!" After the artillery soldiers shouted, they began to adjust the coordinates.

"Bangbangbangbang...bangbangbang...bangbangbang..." The mortars with 12 numbers opened fire together on the back slope behind Taoer Mountain. The shells hit the shore hard, just in the Japanese fleet that had just been docked.

"Baga! These are the cannons that are shot again..." The Japanese were so angry that they were blown up.

"Go up the third row! Comrades, fight hard, and never let the Japanese get ashore! Machine guns, fire!" The company commander had been observing the enemy situation and began to order a counterattack.

"Yes, from the third row, come into the position with me!" After the third row leader said that, he led more than 20 soldiers into the trench in front.

"Da da da da da da kung ung...bang bang..." The firepower from the Eighth Route Army quickly rang out.

"Baga, fight back, fight back... thump..." The Japanese who had just been bombed by mortars didn't care about getting ashore, jumped into the water, put their guns on the boat gang and started firing a fire.

"Jiujiujiu...boom boom boom..." Another round of shells fell from behind by the mountain artillery corps, smashing on the Eighth Route Army's position.

However, the Japanese artillery soldiers seemed to be less elite than those four-unit field divisions, and the landing points of the shells were not so accurate. However, despite this, they also caused more than a dozen casualties to the Eighth Route Army.

"Damn it, why can't we cure these mountain cannons? It's almost done, I'm almost done!" The company commander just now had blood on his face, and a wound on his forehead was exposed with ferociousness.

"Company Commander Zhang, the regiment commander asked me to tell you that Licheng has been taken down and the Japanese will not last long!" A communication soldier ran up and said.

"Okay, okay! Tell the regiment commander that our 7th Company can hold on for another hour, so that they can rest assured! By the way, how about the other ferries?" asked Company Commander Zhang.

"It's okay, the Japanese's attack strength is similar to that here, and they have not been broken through by the Japanese!" said the correspondent.

"That's good!" Company Commander Zhang waved his hand and asked the communications soldiers to go down and continue to observe the battle situation ahead.

In Lucheng, the commander of the Japanese Wuyi Male Division stared at the map with frowns, and a red and blue pencil slowly slid on the map.

He knew very well that after this day of battle, Licheng could not be saved, and even the soldiers there could not be any of them back.

There were a few newspapers in front of him, one of which was the farewell telegram from Captain Suzuki. The other was placed on the top, which was just received not long ago, and was the farewell telegram from Colonel Bei.

"I'm afraid at this moment, the wellside has already fulfilled his loyalty to the Emperor underground..." Wu Yun said to himself.

"If the security regiment's artillery did not come here... then there was still a chance... I was afraid..." Wu Yi was calculating in his heart, and the pencil in his hand also pointed to the north and towards the area where the security regiment was located.

"Communication soldier!" Wu Yi shouted.

"Hayi!" The correspondent walked in.

"Send telegrams to the frontline. If you encounter artillery bombardment from the security team, then evacuate back as quickly as possible! Then... the attacking troops will come back at night! We can't suffer any more losses!" Wu Yi made a difficult decision.

"Hayi!" The correspondent left.

"Hope... the security team's movements are not that fast..." Wu Yi looked up at the sky, as if praying to a great god...

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the orders of Wu Yunan, and this should be the most reasonable arrangement.

After all, if Licheng is taken down, the Handan Chang Highway will be cut off and there will be no transportation channel to the east.

If artillery is trapped in at this time and some infantry are lost, the troops guarding Lucheng will be weakened. Lucheng, looking at the northern section of Baijin Highway to the north, can't lose this side anymore.

In fact, it is enough to retreat at this time, but Wu Yun still wanted to take a gamble in his heart to see if he could take back Licheng. That's why he suppressed all his main forces.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

Just as the Eighth Route Army was struggling to stop the enemy and the dancers prayed to the sky, the experimenters also pressed the launch button, and the rockets flew out roaring.

"Looking at this howling scene, I feel really upset!" Gundam exclaimed.

"Don't talk!" No. 1 said in a deep voice, then used a telescope to look at the flight trajectory of the rocket, silently recording it in his heart.

Beside him, Experimental No. 3 also began to record flight data in the notebook at a rapid speed, which were extremely important information.

"What was flying over just now?" Company Commander Zhang, who was commanding the battle, raised his head as if he was feeling, and happened to see a rocket flying past from a distance.

"Nani? What is that?" The Japanese who were shooting against the Eighth Route Army had long seen the rockets and were also confused.

The three rocket launchers aimed at the artillery positions scattered in three places by the Japanese.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." The rockets' first half of the flight were still very stable, basically flying in the direction set by No. 3.

But in the second half, especially in the last kilometer, the rockets were less obedient.

Some people plunged into the mountain in advance and exploded, some suddenly deviated from the direction and turned to the side, and some people flew directly over the base solidification table and continued to move forward...

Well, I don’t know why the Rockets are extremely unstable in the later stages, and I don’t know where I am going to fly...

"Oh... it seems that the close shots of these rockets are OK, but they are still not as good as they are far away!" No. 3 shook his head and snooped his breath, put down his telescope, and said in disappointment.

"Yes, the range is not enough. Look at that, it exploded in the air after only five kilometers..." No. 1 also pointed to a ball of fireworks in the air.

"So, it's not that easy to get new weapons! Even if you have complete information, you still need various experiments!" No. 2 said.
Chapter completed!