Chapter 145: Support Zhaojiayu without any troops

Style: Historical Author: Wuling little scholarWords: 3341Update Time: 24/01/12 04:20:57
Two days later, the raiding team from Tianhe County set off in great force, and their first destination was Zhaojiayu.

Previously, the original Japs garrison in Tianhe County were frightened by the new regiment. Now, the new Japs squadron naturally did not dare to pass by the new regiment's defense area at will, and could only choose the relatively weak Zhaojiayu.

That's how rotten people are, and persimmons pick out the weak ones!

On this day, the special first battalion was assembled.

Looking at the energetic soldiers of the Special 1st Battalion, Shen Quan mobilized and said: "Brothers, the little devils in Tianhe County are going to carry out a raid on Zhaojiayu, trying to steal the people's food and kill our compatriots. As a Chinese iUn , what do you think we should do?"

"Kill him!"

The roar at the scene was uniform!

Chen Quan was also shocked by the momentum of the Special First Battalion. It seemed that the overall temperament of the Special First Battalion had changed since it was in the hands of Zhang Dabiao.

"With your words, I feel extremely honored as your leader!"

"Let's go now and destroy these stupid little devils together!"

"yes!"

Subsequently, the entire Special 1st Battalion, led by battalion commander Zhang Dabiao and regimental commander Shen Quan, entered and exited from the rear of Qingyang Town and headed straight for Zhaojiayu.

Zhaojiayu is located between several mountain valleys. The terrain is low and flat. There are only a few dozen households in the village and a population of more than a hundred. It is considered a very poor village.

Because there is not much land for planting, local people live in a very poor life and often have insufficient food. They often need to go out to make a living in exchange for food.

If their already poor lives were to be wiped out by the little devils again, the people would definitely have no way to survive at all.

Da da da!

At this moment, in a hidden front at the entrance of Zhaojiayu Village, seventeen or eight militiamen were waiting with two guns, and a few crude explosives beside them.

This is a militia team spontaneously formed by Zhaojiayu, and Xiuqin is the deputy captain of this militia team.

Since the beginning of the all-out anti-Japanese war, in order to resist the bullying of the little devils and puppet troops, various villages have chosen to set up militia teams and join the anti-war team in their only way.

These militia teams do not have any weapons allocated by their superiors, nor military pay. The lucky teams can kill one or two Japanese or puppet soldiers and equip them by capturing their weapons, while the unlucky militia teams can only use traditional knives. Use crossbows to fight against the little devils.

"Comrade Xiuqin, are you sure there will be comrades from the Eighth Route Army to support us?" The militia captain on the side looked at Xiuqin and asked worriedly.

"Captain, don't worry!" Xiu Qin said: "The political commissar and leader of the new regiment promised me that they will definitely come to support us. They may have already set up an ambush around us by now."

"Captain, a group of puppet soldiers broke in first!" Another militiaman interrupted the two of them, and everyone immediately went on tense alert.

Two militiamen with accurate marksmanship immediately took aim from the narrow hole with their guns, while the other militiamen without guns held the arrows in their hands tightly, ready to shoot at any time.

Soon, a small group of puppet troops broke into Zhaojiayu first, with about a platoon of troops.

Da da da!

Da da da!

This group of puppet soldiers was very cautious. As soon as they entered the village entrance, they fired in all directions with crooked machine guns, and then slowly entered.

"Hit me!"

As the puppet troops approached, the militia captain gave an order, and all the militiamen who were lying in ambush used their weapons to attack.

The gun had to be reloaded every time it was fired, and the arrows also had to be re-rigged every time an arrow was fired.

At the end of the first round of attack alone, eight or nine puppet troops fell in a pool of blood.

At the same time, the militia team also suffered heavy losses. Due to the backwardness of weapons, four or five militiamen also lost their lives after the puppet army counterattacked with machine guns and 38 guns.

Seeing such a situation, deputy captain Xiu Qin shouted loudly: "Everyone, if you keep on holding on, the comrades from the Eighth Route Army of the new regiment will arrive soon."

Just when Xiuqin finished speaking, the sound of countless submachine guns and machine guns suddenly sounded from both sides of the entrance to Zhaojiayu Village.

Da da da!

Bang bang bang!

As the refined version of the infantry battalion of the New Regiment, the Special 1st Battalion was far ahead in terms of weapons and equipment, including all submachine guns, crooked machine guns, and two Type 92 heavy machine guns.

Suddenly, a dense network of firepower rushed towards the puppet platoon frantically.

Da da da!

These two devils had no time to react and fell into a pool of blood one after another.

It's bloody and terrible!

When the militiamen hiding behind the haystacks heard the intensive gunshots and saw the Japanese soldiers falling down through the cracks in their eyes, they knew that the Eighth Route Army had arrived.

"Everyone, get your bayonets on and kill me!"

Zhang Dabiao took the lead, took out his saber and rushed in front.

In addition to the two Japs, there was also a team of Japs sticking closely behind the two Japs. After hearing the intensive gunfire, they wanted to retreat, but were frightened by Zhang Dabiao who rushed down quickly with a saber.

One of the little devils had his head removed by Zhang Dabiao before he even had time to see Zhang Dabiao clearly.

As the soldiers of the Special First Battalion rushed down one after another, this Japanese team was completely wiped out.

As for the Special 1st Battalion, there were no casualties except for a soldier who was attacked from behind by a kid while fighting with a bayonet and was slashed on his arm.

Chen Quan followed the Special 1st Battalion and quickly came to the militia team's position. When he saw the sacrificed militiamen, he said with a sad face: "I'm sorry, we are a little late!"

"Chief, it's not your fault. We are already very grateful that you can come!" the militia captain said with tears streaming down his face.

"You go back to the village first and comfort each household. From now on, we will hand over this place to us. As long as there is still one person from the Special First Battalion, the little devil will not be allowed to step into Zhaojiayu." Shen Quan promised.

Xiuqin nodded together with the militia captain: "Chief, the lives of more than 130 villagers in Zhaojiayu are entrusted to you."

Subsequently, the militia team withdrew from their position!

Before leaving, Xiu Qin took one more look at Shen Quan. There were mixed emotions in her eyes. What she wanted to say reached her throat but she still couldn't say it. In the end, she just shouted: "Chief, be careful!"

"Thank you, Comrade Xiuqin!" Looking at Xiuqin's expression, Shen Quan seemed to feel something and replied sincerely.

After the militia team retreated, Shen Quan immediately arranged for the Special First Battalion to enter the position and readjusted its deployment.

Zhang Dabiao, who had finished dealing with the Japs team, also came to Shen Quan and said, "Captain, we have all killed the Japs' advance troops. What should we do next?"

Shen Quan thought for a moment and said seriously: "Divide the Special 1st Battalion into three, rely on the towering terrain to ambush on the east and west sides, and the remaining part will be in the position left by the militia team to respond to the enemy head-on."

"You have to move quickly. Once the gunfire rings out, the Japanese troops will definitely catch up in time. We can't let them seize the opportunity."

"Yes, leader!"

Under Shen Quan's arrangement, the Special 1st Battalion was divided into three parts, each with ambushes on the east and west sides and the front, waiting for the arrival of the Japanese army.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, a large Japanese army and a puppet army group quickly came forward.

The information they received was that there was no Eighth Route Army garrison in Zhaojiayu, only militia teams with crude weapons, so they only sent a platoon of puppet troops and a Japanese team as vanguards to sweep up.

The leader of the Japanese squadron, Tian Yuan Xiong Er, is very confident in this sweep, while the leader of the puppet army, Guo Dezhi, has always been a neutral faction. He is neither willing to offend the Japanese nor to become enemies of the Eighth Route Army, so he does not intend to do his best for this sweep. .

However, the policy of the Japs has always been to let the insiders fight among themselves. Therefore, in many wars, the puppet troops were sent to the front as cannon fodder, while the Japanese Japs were left behind to clean up the mess.

Guo Dezhi led his team to the entrance of Zhaojiayu Village and panicked when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

He was very aware of the situation in Zhaojiayu. It was absolutely impossible for a militia team to have such a firepower configuration. Even the Eighth Route Army basically used Zhongzheng rifles or 38-guns.

Looking closely at the wounds on the corpses, they were all bullets from heavy machine guns or submachine guns. Guo Dezhi could think of only the Jinsui Army with such a weapon configuration.

At this time, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in Guo Dezhi's mind: Could there be reinforcements from the Jinsui Army in Zhaojiayu?

When he thought of this, Guo Dezhi broke into cold sweat on his back, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He wanted to step back, but Tianyuan Xiong Er was behind him. If he continued to walk forward, he might be lying in a pool of blood in the next second. I will add him as Guo Dezhi.

"You two come here and walk in front of me!" In order to save his life, Guo Dezhi quickly asked the two Japanese soldiers to stand in front of him.

At the same time, the troops of a regiment were divided into two parts, and one of the battalions was sent out first, while Guo Dezhi slowly followed behind with the remaining troops.

Da da!

As time passed little by little, the two Japanese soldiers once again entered the shooting range of the Special First Battalion. Shen Quan did not bring a gun in this battle. He was just a spectator. The command of the battlefield fell entirely on Zhang Dabiao alone.

As the Japanese battalion commander gradually approached, Zhang Dabiao raised the rifle in his hand, loaded it, took aim, and shot in one go.

The bullet was fired, and in the blink of an eye, a bloody hole was made between the eyebrows of the battalion commander Erjiizi.

Without the military commander, the scene was instantly in chaos.

At this moment, Zhang Dabiao raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, beat these sons of bitches hard!"

Da da da!

Chuchuchu!

The soldiers who were ambushing in the front opened fire one after another. The bullets fired from the submachine guns in their hands were like raindrops and shot between the two Japanese soldiers. Blood spattered in the air and they kept wailing.

In just three minutes, a Japanese army camp was completely wiped out.

Subsequently, the soldiers of the Special 1st Battalion ambushing on the east and west sides also joined the battle. The Japs hiding behind the puppet troops and the remaining puppet troops led by Guo Dezhi were frightened by the sudden and powerful firepower.

Especially Tianyuan Xiong Er, he was eager to skin Guo Dezhi at this moment. After all, he sent people to find out the information about Zhaojiayu.

"BaGeYaLu, shoot for me, shoot!" Squadron leader Tianyuan Xiong Er was in danger and immediately organized a counterattack.

But the next moment, a bullet hit his right eye, penetrated the back of his head, and slowly fell backward.