Wang'anbao stronghold covers a large area.
The Japanese drove the villagers to the settlement, demolished a village and built a cannon tower at the intersection.
It turns out that the villagers' houses directly serve as barracks, warehouses, canteens, and even livestock houses.
Bunker fortifications, trenches, and barbed wire for tactical defense are arranged around the stronghold.
The bunker and the stronghold wall are connected as a whole.
The shooting hole was opened on the wall of the stronghold, and there was no one in the trench outside at this time.
The Eighth Route Army, which did not have heavy weapons, had no way to take this stronghold.
It was okay for the Eighth Route Army to conduct a sneak attack at night, but attacking the gun towers in broad daylight was a complete waste of time and effort.
Moreover, the Japanese had already made detailed plans.
Madman Yang, wearing white gloves, calmly took out his ID and waved it in front of the Japanese sergeant who came out of the turret.
The sergeant who came out saw the opponent's second lieutenant's epaulettes and was not sure whether he was a fake.
I thought that the machine guns in the turret had already been pointed at the approaching team.
Boldly, he stretched out his hand to stop Madman Yang and his group, shouting in the song of birds to signal them to show their IDs.
Madman Yang slapped him across the face and followed the bird's call: "Asshole, ordinary people can pass the checkpoint, you dare to stop me?"
"Hai." Seeing that the other party was talking fluently, the sergeant did not dare to resist, but still forced himself to calm down and said: "I'm sorry, you can pass the checkpoint."
Madman Yang took out a book of documents and handed it to the sergeant, speaking fluently in bird language: "I want to make a phone call!"
The sergeant took the certificate, looked at it, and quickly bowed and saluted: "I'm sorry, Second Lieutenant Takahashi, if you want to enter the city, there is no problem. The headquarters strictly ordered that no one, including the imperial army, is allowed to enter the city today without special permission. Anbao Stronghold”
Madman Yang said in a serious tone: "Even the commander of the Xiaosong Brigade has no right to ask where the Standing Team is going."
"Stand up to the team?" The sergeant was stunned for a moment. The ID he gave just now seemed to be the 2nd, 2nd and 3rd Regiment!
Everyone knows the results achieved by the Standing Team, and it is not something that he can afford to offend. Even so, the second lieutenant still did not dare to take it seriously: "According to regulations, I must ask the headquarters for instructions."
"Move quickly. People from the Eighth Route Secret Service appear in the east of the city. You can't afford to miss something big." Madman Yang's idea is very simple. Although the Japs' intelligence system is powerful, if they want to find out that he is impersonating Takahashi in a short time is almost impossible.
The mixed brigade guarding HD should not have the right to inquire about the information of the support team.
According to the Japanese internal verification procedures, you must first call the North China Command and then go to the Japanese First Army for verification.
Madman Yang's idea was very simple. It would take at least an hour for the Japs to verify their identity, and it would take at least an hour to find out.
During this time, I happened to think of a way to sneak into the turret.
After the battle between the advancing team and the Eighth-Road Special Agent Regiment, Takahashi's name had long been listed as a missing person, and the Intelligence Department was paying close attention to it.
As soon as the call came to the HD headquarters, it immediately attracted the attention of the Japanese military police.
Following this, the military police immediately asked to speak to Takahashi.
The sergeant who had just returned to the stronghold and called the city was a little confused: It seems that this second lieutenant Takahashi really has a good background.
The sergeant trotted out of the stronghold gate again: "Takahashi-kun, the gendarmerie asked you to go over and have a call."
Madman Yang followed the Japanese second lieutenant and carefully observed the situation of the stronghold.
He couldn't help but frown. It was almost an impossible task for him to take down the stronghold silently with more than ten people.
I was secretly thinking about countermeasures.
in the sun.
There was a sound of suona in the distance on the east road.
There was a procession coming from a distance to welcome the bride. The leader of the group was Wang, a tall man with a thick figure, wearing a hat and a big red flower on his chest.
He was riding on the back of a donkey but his feet fell to the ground.
"Mules and donkeys are almost crushed by you."
"Hurry up and make it more exciting." Luo Fugui, a new gangster, tapped his feet from time to time, his ugly eyes nervously staring at the situation at the distant blockhouse checkpoint.
Madman Yang followed the sergeant to the second floor of the artillery tower, quickly took out his bayonet, and stabbed the sergeant horizontally through the neck like lightning.
Then he pulled out another bayonet and inserted it into the neck and throat of the Japanese heavy machine gunner on duty on the second floor.
He reached out again and pinched the neck of the heavy machine gun ammunition hand of the stunned Puppet City Defense Force next to him with a click.
He is completely a murderous demon.
He killed three people in a row without even a drop of blood on his body!
The three corpses didn't even have a chance to grunt.
While the corpse was still twitching, Madman Yang, who had drawn his bayonet, had already hurried to the top of the third floor.
The Puppet City Defense Force observation post, which had just heard the noise going up the stairs and was turning to look at him, felt a chill in his heart.
"Ah" Madman Yang moved very quickly, and the puppet soldier's scream before his death was brief.
Next to the blockhouse, the detective team members were shouting loudly to the security forces on duty at the checkpoint to quickly get some water to drink.
There were still many puppet city defense troops who heard the scream.
Madman Yang quickly returned to the first floor of the blockhouse and ordered in broken Chinese: "Everyone gather for roll call."
Even the imperial army sergeants stationed in the artillery towers were slapped by him. No one in the puppet city defense army who heard the screams dared to ask Crazy Yang why.
Seeing Madman Yang walking out of the turret, he made a gesture.
The detective team members who had been muttering nonchalantly near the checkpoint suddenly broke out and rushed towards the two pseudo-city defenders who had relaxed their vigilance.
A puppet soldier who came out from the door of the turret carrying a teapot still didn't know why.
When he was stunned, two men in black who were posted outside the door of the turret rushed forward. One covered his mouth and the other stabbed him with a knife.
In the stronghold, the Japanese and puppet city defense troops who had just finished their night shift were still sleeping in the camp.
Hear the muster whistle blowing.
The Japanese and puppet city defenders who were lying on the bed quickly got up. No one suspected it, got dressed, took their guns, and went out to assemble.
According to the stronghold guarding regulations, the machine gun team in the bunker facing due east did not participate in the assembly roll call.
Three puppet city defense troops were looking through the lookout at the wedding procession coming from the east.
One of them muttered: "Hey, it's almost noon, why do these people come out to welcome the bride?"
"Hey, it's time to welcome you back to the bridal chamber."
There are two doors in the blockhouse beside the highway.
One is facing the road, and the other leads to the northern stronghold.
More than ten detective team members in black crotched their waists and rushed to the door of the turret.
Each acts according to a predetermined plan.
The two soldiers went directly to the second floor of the turret to seize the heavy machine gun position.
Others passed through the gloomy ground floor of the turret and entered the interior of the stronghold.
The twenty or so puppet city defense troops who were lining up looked at the detective team trotting in, confused.
One of the monitors asked: "Hey, what are you doing?"
The detective team member dressed in black, with thick eyebrows and thin eyes, and a bronze complexion said in a cold tone: "Assemble as soon as I tell you to do so, why is this nonsense?"
Madman Yang next to him was smiling: "Hu Sang, see if there are any spies in your room?"
The pseudo-squad leader explained in confusion: "Taijun, we are all city defense troops. We all have families and families in the city and there are absolutely no spies."
The monkey next to him was holding a submachine gun: "Everyone squat down and hand it over for inspection by the detective team."
When the pseudo-squad leader saw that a loser dared to yell at him, he immediately became furious and said, "You, a detective team member, have what qualifications do you have to inspect my city defense army?"
"You're so brave, you dare to shout in front of Taijun Takahashi?" Monkey chuckled: "Just because of the submachine gun in my hand, do you think you're qualified?"
In addition to pistols, the detective team usually does not even carry rifles. The pseudo-squad leader finally felt that something was wrong and subconsciously clenched the rifle in his hand.
The men in black ducked out of the stronghold and rushed into the three bunkers respectively. They waved the rifles in their hands and shouted in a low voice to the puppet soldiers who were still looking out to watch the excitement: "Hey, everyone put down their weapons and surrender their guns without killing!"
The pseudo-squad leader was also a veteran and quickly observed the situation.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw that the muzzle of the heavy machine gun on the second floor of the turret was pointed at the team assembled in the stronghold.
The pseudo-squad leader was not stupid. He was shocked and thought to himself that this was not good!
These people in front of me are not the imperial army or the reconnaissance team at all, they are properly Eighth Route Army!
He doesn't understand something!
The city defense headquarters issued an order early in the morning that no one, including Taijun, was allowed to enter the stronghold today.
How could he take the turret silently on the 8th Route?
The facts are right in front of you, and it’s useless to overthink them.
He has done all kinds of bad things, and has long been put on the list of those to be eradicated by the Eighth Route Army!
There are only five people surrounding them now.
There are more than twenty brothers here, and there are seven or eight sleeping princes in the barracks.
If you resist, there is still a glimmer of hope for survival!
Anyway, it’s a death!
Pull the bolt quickly.
Ba.
Madman Yang didn't wait for the guy to raise his gun.
He has taken out the southern pistol in the dark brown holster at his waist, with residual smoke coming out of the muzzle: "Baga."
A splash of liquid splashed from the pseudo-squad leader's eye socket, and he fell down.
The assembled puppet city defense troops immediately panicked.
The monkey next to him had already raised the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and was ready to draw fire.
Hu Yi suddenly shouted: "If the imperial army has something to say, don't shoot."
Luo Fugui saw a man in black waving a flag on the top of the tower.
He hurriedly led the people and ran wildly. Half a minute later, the team rushed into the stronghold.
After hearing the gunfire, a Japanese soldier in a white shirt came out of the barracks. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "Where is the gunshot?"
But he saw an imperial army lieutenant standing in front of him, about to ask why.
The second lieutenant was staring at him fiercely and yelling at him: "Go back to sleep."
Across the river to the west of the stronghold.
Several ordinary people who were preparing to cross the river first saw the traitor from the reconnaissance team hugging Tiantian by the bridge to inspect the city defense troops before entering the blockhouse.
Preparing to take the opportunity to pass through the checkpoint to evade taxes.
Then I found the bride-to-be wedding team from the east running into the stronghold.
Several people quickly retreated from the stone bridge.
Squatting on the side of the road, he muttered: "Hey, is there someone getting married in the stronghold?"
"Who would be stupid enough to get married in a stronghold? Let Taijun see the bridal chamber?"
"What's going on?"
"First, the reconnaissance team touched the city defense troops at the checkpoint. These guys are probably trying to establish a stronghold."
"ah?"
"It must be the Eighth Route Army? Apart from the Eighth Route Army, no one else is so brave."
"Then what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Go back quickly and report to the imperial army to receive the reward."
The east gate of the ancient city.
Large groups of puppet city defense troops, Japanese military police, and reconnaissance teams came out from the three gates in the north and southeast and ran eastward.
The execution ground was located in a mass grave surrounded by trees and bushes.
There are fields of wheat outside the mass graves.
Countless eyes looked nervously at the enemy armored vehicles coming out of the east city gate.
Two ordinary people, carrying their robes on their backs, stood at the roadside from a trot to a halt, waiting for the traitors from the detective team to come up and ask questions.
"What did you say? The Eighth Route Army moved the Wang'anbao stronghold?" The traitor asked with wide eyes, "Did you see clearly?"
"Although the little old man is old, he is not blind or deaf. Not only can he see clearly, but he also heard a gunshot inside the stronghold just now!"
The traitor in the detective team was startled: "You wait here for now. If the news is true, there will be a big reward!"
Wang'anbao stronghold is located due east of the ancient city and is a strategic location for city defense.
A city defense force is usually stationed in the stronghold.
Because the imperial army was preparing to encircle and suppress the Eighth Route Army and was short of troops, two platoons were temporarily withdrawn last night.
Including the rest and a squad of imperial troops, there were still more than fifty people.
Not to mention anything else, a heavy machine gun, a light machine gun, and a rifle in the turret cost more than 40 yuan, which can be worth tens of thousands of oceans!
The Eighth Route Army dispatched such people to rescue Li Chenghua, which at least illustrates one problem.
Then Li Chenghua did vote for the Eighth Route Army!
There is a road to heaven but you don’t take it; there is no door to hell but you have to break in.
A figure quietly slipped into the wheat field.
"Reporting to Deputy Captain Gong, the underground organization has received inside information. Brigadier Li Chenghua died under the torture of the enemy last night." There were tears in the intelligence officer's eyes: "The enemy has laid a trap, we must retreat immediately."
Gong Shaofeng was stunned for a moment: "What did you say? Brigadier Li has died?"
The intelligence officer looked anxious: "Intelligence has confirmed that the Japs have set up a suspected execution ground and a large number of Japs, puppet city defense troops, detective teams, and pseudo police have come out from the North Gate, East Gate, and South Gate, and the main troops are divided into three groups to attack the chaos. The graveyard surrounded them."
"Everyone go east and retreat according to the original plan." After Gong Shaofeng gave the order, he asked the intelligence officer: "Have you notified the comrades from the south gate and the north gate to fight for reinforcements?"
"Someone has been sent to inform"
South of the city.
Wang Peng, who was hiding in the wheat field, was holding a telescope.
Next to him, his company commander was marking the enemy's troop movements on the map.
Seeing the Japanese armored vehicles coming out of the south city gate, after leaving the moat, they took a direct detour to the east.
Wang Peng put down the telescope and ordered to the correspondent next to him: "Hurry around to the east and inform Battalion Commander Hu, so that they can immediately prepare to capture the Wang'anbao stronghold."
As soon as the communication turned around, a correspondent ran over panting: "Report to Battalion Commander Wang that the 1st Regiment Guard Battalion has captured the Wang'an Fort stronghold. Your troops will immediately find a way to blow up the big stone bridge on the Zhizhang River!"
The Zhizhang River is more than 20 meters wide. It was originally the floodway of the Fuyang River flowing through the city, and the water flow is not fast.
Since there has been no rain for more than a year, the river is very shallow.
There is a city defense army stronghold at the north end of the stone bridge, and there is only one gun tower on the south side.
An armed squad leader next to Wang Peng waved his hand to Wang Peng: "The battle hasn't started yet. Don't expose yourself yet. We have already prepared. We will swim across the river and blow up the stone bridge in a while."
The stone bridge is between two gun towers.
An armed worker held a bamboo tube more than two feet long.
A man plunged into the water and disappeared.
On the river.
The bamboo tube emerging from the water is moving vertically towards the bottom of the Zhizhang River Bridge.
[Thanks to Hanjiang Chuxue and Lao Ni for the reward, two chapters combined into one]
Earlier, the wedding ceremony was usually held in the evening, that is, at dusk.
The "marriage" in the wedding comes from the "hundred" in the evening, that is, the worship ceremony is held at dusk.
Because dusk is the time when day and night alternate, then it is the best time for yin and yang to combine in the bridal chamber.
(End of chapter)
