In Xiaohuling Village, Lu Ming didn't even bring a pistol squad. He only arrived secretly from Guidong under the protection of Grandma Tuolong.
There was no moon tonight, and Lu Ming stood on a high hillock, looking at the dark and deep Guishan Mountains from afar.
Next to Lu Ming, the fat little man with a sad face was tabloid reporter Tian Dabin. He didn't know why he was brought here.
Deep in the mountain, a muffled sound like exploding beans suddenly sounded.
Several birds flew over the mounds in panic, and the wild beasts that had been there in the mountains howled and disappeared in an instant.
Next to Lu Ming stood Deng Youlin, the commander of the Wanzhou Brigade. He looked slightly nervous and looked at the correspondent behind Lu Ming who was carrying a walkie-talkie from time to time.
There were faint muffled sounds in the deep mountains, which should be the explosions of mountain mortars and grenades, and the bursting muffled sounds of gunfire were even more continuous.
An hour later, after the gunfire stopped for a while, it started again.
Lu Ming paced. Obviously, the mountain camp's raid encountered fierce resistance, which was also expected.
"Dabin, how much do you know about the bandits in Guishan Mountain?" Lu Ming suddenly stopped.
Tian Dabin was trembling, "I heard, I heard they are all Cheng Dasui's old subordinates..."
"Cheng Dasui, none of you paparazzi are looking for him? Everyone knows that he is retreating to Haixi, but no one knows where he is?"
Although he felt that being called a paparazzi was quite insulting, Tian Dabin did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and just shook his head.
The huge green chassis carried by the correspondent seemed to have the sound of electricity.
Today's walkie-talkies are about the same size as previous mobile phones, and the communication distance is within 5 kilometers. The correspondent carries a signal amplification device, otherwise it will be difficult to contact the outside world in the deep mountains.
An excited voice sounded from the walkie-talkie in the correspondent's hand, "Report to the boss that we have broken through the gang's defense line..." There was a "boom", which was probably the sound of an artillery shell exploding.
Lu Ming could tell that the voice on the walkie-talkie was the commander of the mountain camp, Yang Dayong, who had been specially trained by the Donghai Special Forces Training Camp in Bizhu.
Lu Ming reached out and took the walkie-talkie, "It's me, I got it, well done!"
"Yes!" Yang Dayong agreed loudly, "Boss, holes three and two are almost there. The battle should be over within an hour!"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I didn't ask you to issue a military order, so don't be careless."
"Yes!" Yang Dayong paused, "Boss, I've closed the line!" Then the walkie-talkie squeaked and the messy sound disappeared.
"Old Deng, let's go drink tea!" Lu Ming smiled, "It seems like today is a good day!"
Deng Youlin breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect..."
"Let's go have tea!" Lu Ming patted Deng Youlin on the shoulder and walked towards the village not far away.
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On October 29, 1952, the Jinxiaoyu gang in Shibaguaizi Cave suffered a devastating blow from the Wanzhou Brigade.
Of the more than a thousand people, nearly half were killed or wounded, the rest were captured, and only about a hundred escaped.
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The general command room of the Suppression Headquarters.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Ming looked at the emaciated man opposite him.
He was the gang leader Jin Xiaoyu. He didn't seem to have any injuries on his face, but the white straps in his clothes were almost like mummies, and his hands were extremely bloated with white gauze.
Lu Ming didn't know how the thugs from the Security Committee Interrogation Department sentenced Jin Xiaoyu, and he didn't want to know.
In short, he recruited them all, but in fact he was from Jinzhou and was originally a battalion commander of the Haixi Second Army. His bandit unit consisted of about 300 people, all from the infantry regiment to which he belonged.
Lu Ming looked at him and could imagine the torture he suffered. In fact, how could a normal person survive these tortures without lofty ideals as a strong belief?
Now, Jin Xiaoyu has only one request, that is, he does not want to go back to Haixi, because if he goes back, he will die.
"Japanese military advisor..." Lu Ming shook his head and glanced at Jin Xiaoyu, "What do you think I should do with these people? If I don't make it public, can I ask for some ransom?"
More than a dozen Japanese military advisers were captured.
Regardless of whether he had captured the Japanese military adviser or that the Jin Xiaoyu bandits were the backbone of the Hercynian regular army, Lu Ming did not want to publicize it.
However, secret negotiations with the Haixi side are inevitable. Now the evidence is conclusive. If the Haixi side continues to support the gangs in Guishanli, it does not rule out an excessive reaction from the Haixi side.
"The ransom will definitely be obtained..." Jin Xiaoyu nodded quickly, then he didn't know where the wound was, he took a breath of cold air and almost groaned.
Lu Ming nodded and was about to say more when Ding Wanjun answered the phone behind the desk at the door, stood up and said, "Boss, Brigadier Sun just passed the checkpoint at the city gate."
Lu Ming nodded: "You came too soon." He waved his hands to the left and right, "Take Mr. Jin back to rest."
Several young men in peaked caps helped Jin Xiaoyu up and helped him walk out.
More than half an hour later, Sun Pojun came in with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, Commissioner, for conquering another city and making new achievements!"
Several days have passed since the battle at Shibaguaizi Cave, but only now has it been reported to the entire army.
Although officers at Sun Pojun's level must have known that another battle was taking place near Xiaohuling Village, they never expected that there would be such a remarkable result. It was just like the joke made by Commissioner Zhang last month. Once again Go into the mountains to suppress bandits and knock out the newly arrived bandits in Shibaguaizi Cave.
It's incredible to think about it. The Eighteen Guaizi Cave seems to have become a black hole, and the three groups of gangs in front and back have been wiped out.
The other gangsters in Guishan would be frightened just thinking about it.
"Commissioner, even I have been kept in the dark!" Sun Pojun sat down with a smile, "But I understand that such a big operation must be kept secret!"
Lu Ming knew that even in the military intelligence report, the battle history was very brief, so Sun Pojun must have scratched his head and couldn't figure out how a mountain camp of several hundred people could annihilate more than a thousand fierce bandits.
In fact, the first-level officers of the Montenegrin brigade will definitely be able to see detailed briefings. The battle process and the combat experience in the mountain camp are also nutrients that these senior officers need to absorb, in addition to the special role of Long Po Po and Xiao Guo in clearing outposts. Not to mention, officers at battalion level and above in the Montenegrin system can see detailed reports on this battle.
However, Sun Pojun was a friendly force, so what he saw was the draft of the entire army.
Lu Ming smiled at Sun Pojun: "It's not a secret. It's a mountain camp. You are welcome to visit Pojun at any time!"
"Okay, okay, then I must go!" Sun Pojun smiled heartily, but his scarred face was a bit ferocious.
Someone outside hummed a tune and came to the door. It was Sun Chonggu.
The door was open, he looked over and walked in with a smile, "Boss, Po Jun, it's just you two!"
He was indeed in a good mood, and he even started to call Commissioner Zhang "boss". It was because of this bandit suppression and because he was at the general headquarters of the suppression. Therefore, the battle report sent by the Montenegro Department to the provincial capital included a special mention for him. To add some credit, Sun Pojun did not report the battle because he was stationed in Guidong.
Sun Chonggu was in a surprisingly good mood. He came in and said with a smile, "I'm treating you today. Let's have a few drinks!"
Sun Pojun's expression remained normal and he smiled and said, "Okay!"
Lu Ming also smiled and nodded.
