When the golden waves hit the rocks and the bloody waves rolled, Dongyang Pass in the north of the battlefield was also boiling in the morning light.

Xianglu Mountain, Tianzhu Ao, Laodong Yang Nao, and other positions were shrouded in artillery fire and gunpowder smoke.

Directly in front of the position, countless enemies wearing shit-yellow military uniforms swarmed up like ants, but these ants' steps were frivolous and their formations were scattered.

On Xianglu Mountain, Du Yunxian personally guarded the 150mm infantry gun.

In the observation mirror, although there were many yellow ants, they looked timid. Du Yun curled his lips first and sat back next to the cannon.

"The 4th Division is not only good at business, but also very smart at fighting."

He took out half a piece of pie, broke off a corner and began to eat slowly.

"It really doesn't hurt at all that they want to use puppet troops to test our firepower."

A soldier took his place and stood in front of the artillery mirror. Looking at the thousands of yellow dots in the east, the soldier felt a little itchy and said:

"If we fire one shot now, at least one platoon can be taken away. Company commander, when are we going to do it?"

There are also a few soldiers hiding in the observation holes and looking out carefully. The bunker they are currently in is not a bunker but it is better than a bunker. There is no need to worry about exposing their position unless they take the initiative to open fire.

"Why are you so anxious? Didn't you hear that the mortars at the foot of the mountain were not fired? Besides, what's the point of fighting the puppet troops?

There are 10,000 to 20,000 little Japs behind them. Wait for the little Japs to come up and give these sons of bitches a surprise. Last time we only fired a few shots, which was not satisfying."

After Du Yunxuan ate the dry biscuits, he drank a few mouthfuls of cold water, and his energy seemed to be much better again.

As he said, all those attacking various positions in Dongyang Pass at this moment were Rong Ziheng's Second Army.

In this attack, the Second Army invested at least two regiments of troops, and soldiers from the peripheral army were overwhelming in the three main positions.

Although a lot of troops were invested, the will and firepower to attack were very weak.

The puppet soldiers turned back three times at a time. No one wanted to be the one who stood out. If there was not a Japanese regiment watching behind, most of these people would have fled.

The Second Army was a well-trained and well-equipped force in the hands of the Nanjing puppet government, but they seemed to have a psychological shadow on Jiangdong and Jiangdong's troops, and the grassroots officers and soldiers were full of fear of death.

Like the 150mm infantry artillery on the Xianglushan position, the main firepower points in Wang Laohu's hands were in a state of absolute silence. Even the 80mm mortars did not fire shells at the attacking puppet troops.

Only a few 50mm light mortars were exposed.

………

Liang Xixian, commander of the 218th Regiment of the 22nd Division, arrived at Dongyang Pass before dawn with more than 2,000 of his brothers.

Because Wang Laohu has arranged all the positions, the 218th Regiment is not needed for the time being, so more than 2,000 brothers stayed in Dongyang Town.

Liang Xixian had only cooperated with Feng Jinzhang before. This was the first time he met Wang Laohu. He heard that this man was Jiang Dong's absolute confidant. Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

There was loud gunfire in the east, but Wang Laohu's headquarters was not as noisy and noisy as expected.

Looking at Wang Laohu who was calm and composed, Liang Xixian said with a smile:

"Deputy Commander Wang, rumors say that you are well-equipped, and that a regiment is as good as a division. I saw you today, and the rumors are indeed true.

With so many artillery and machine guns, I'm afraid even the little devils can't compare to you."

The other party obviously had nothing to say, and wanted to bring the relationship closer between the two parties. Wang Laohu showed a somewhat forced smile:

"This is all the credit of our division commander. In order to support this unit, he almost emptied his family's money."

Liang Xixian nodded thoughtfully. The gunshots on the position were getting closer and closer. He tilted his head and listened for a while.

"It will take at least a day for the 98th Army in Licheng to end the battle. Opposite us is the Japanese 4th Division, which is the elite of the Japanese army.

There is a huge disparity in the strength of the troops. It may be very difficult to hold on for a day.

How about I let my 218th regiment go up to support it for a while, and then let your troops go up when we can't hold on any longer?"

What Liang Xixian said was not polite. There are more than 20,000 Japs outside, and they only have two regiments. I don’t know how long this battle will last. Wang Laohu’s 4 regiments are well-equipped and have high-quality soldiers. If they are the first to fight them all,

If so, Dongguangguang will definitely not be able to hold on.

After hearing Liang Xixian's words, Wang Laohu felt much better about this person. He smiled and said:

"Let's wait until this morning is over. The puppet troops are on the field now. The little devils haven't appeared yet. I haven't seen how strong the opponent is yet."

There was a sincere smile on his bronze face,

"By the way, we captured some equipment of the Japanese and puppet troops when we attacked Dongyang Pass.

There are hundreds of rifles, as well as some grenades and mortars. If Commander Liang doesn't mind, I'll have someone take you to get them."

Liang Xixian didn't expect that a few words would change hundreds of guns. He was slightly startled, then waved his hand and nodded again:

"Don't dislike it... don't dislike it..."

Wang Laohu summoned a young staff officer and asked him to take Liang Xixian and others to get the equipment of the Japanese and puppet troops.

Walking out of Wang Laohu's headquarters, Liang Xixian shook his head and sighed,

"Is every officer under Jiangdong so generous?

They are all Chinese soldiers, but I thought too much."

The first time he interacted with the Jiangdong team was in Yangcheng last year.

At that time, the situation of the 218th Regiment was even worse than it is now. The supply of weapons and ammunition was insufficient, and food was even scarcer.

When he and his soldiers arrived in Yangcheng on a snowy day, Feng Jinzhang did not dislike them. Instead, he had people fetch cotton-padded clothes from the warehouse and prepare hot water and hot meals.

Perhaps it was from that hot bath and that bowl of hot porridge that he developed an inexplicable fondness for Jiangdong and his troops.
Chapter completed!