The autonomous army is in intrigues.
The Japanese want these Chinese to fight among themselves.
Those who are obedient will be promoted, those who are disobedient will find a reason to be killed.
The Fourth Brigade of the Autonomous Army is the weakest and is not very popular.
The reason is simple. Brigadier Yang Faxian comes from the National Army.
The leader of the regiment is nicknamed "Mosquito Repellent". He usually seems to be indifferent, but he is very clever in his tricks.
This person behaves in a low-key manner, never offends anyone, and never does anything to stir up trouble.
On the surface, he is not a womanizer and does not take concubines. He even often helps the common people. He is also called Wang Qingtian from all over the country.
In troubled times, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say, and it is impossible to be alone.
This man is a good businessman. As long as he has money, he doesn't care whether the other party is a devil or a bandit.
He is also on good terms with the Eighth Route Army and the Rangers.
Moreover, he never showed up personally in the tobacco business, but he gained a good reputation.
Now that the imperial army ordered him to send reinforcements to the east, he had to bite the bullet and lead his two battalions of more than 600 autonomous troops to start after dinner.
To him, reinforcements are just a way of saying, and war should never be done.
If a brother dies, he has to pay for the settlement, so he has no intention of going with the Eighth Route Army on this expedition.
His confidants had already taken the lead and went to the Eighth Route Liaison Officer to discuss the charter.
In his opinion, as long as the Eighth Route Army gives him face, he can just find a deserted green gauze tent at the end of the field, put a few rows of guns and call it a day.
But this time, Taijun sent a consultant over. He knew very well that those traitorous bastards following behind had no such thing as moral integrity!
He was obviously serving as a supervisor, forcing him to fight against the Eighth Route Army. This was very fatal!
The life and death of his men is related to whether he can secure his position. If all his men die, he may be swallowed up by the Cheng family father and son who have been eyeing him at any time.
You would be an absolute fool not to slay these supervisors at this time!
After a while, a figure emerged from the roadside, muttering to the leader of the mosquito-repellent incense group while walking.
After a while, Captain Mosquito Repellent yelled: "Speed up!"
There was joy in his tone.
Without him, at least it would be guaranteed that he and his men would not be blown up by the landmines on Route 8 along the way.
There is no other way, Balu just likes to play with mines.
Landmines are actually defensive weapons and only the weak will use them.
The Japanese, the autonomous army, and the puppet army are rampant in the countryside. They think they are strong, so they can't lay landmines to blow themselves up.
Almost at the same time.
The Japanese who came out of Qinghe County once again encountered a problem: the Eighth Route Army dug trenches and pits on the road to bury landmines.
The ditches are one after another. They are not deep at all, but they are only half a person deep. A three-wheeled motorcycle can go around them.
But the armored vehicle couldn't get around it.
The pseudo-battalion commander had to order his men to step forward to fill the hole.
Sticking behind the armored vehicle, he shook his head and looked around. Based on his experience, at this time, a shuttle should come from the Eighth Route Army.
However…
After waiting for a long time, no gunshot was heard.
There are even no landmines buried in those ditches and pits.
After filling more than ten ditches in a row, the puppet commander's eyes almost stared at Tianling Gai, but he still didn't hear the sound of gunshots.
Did the Eighth Route Army, who were good at ambushes, run out of mines?
The three-wheeler headed south again.
The heavy machine guns of the armored vehicles happily poured bullets into the green gauze tents on both sides.
Before the team had gone 100 meters,
boom.
A huge fireball soared into the air, followed closely by the cars headed by the Imperial Army's convoy, their lights flashing brightly, and they were thrown off the road by a huge shock wave.
At this time, not only the lights went out, but also the flames shot into the sky, and the screams resounded through the night.
Da da da.
Bang bang bang.
There seemed to be two light machine guns firing continuously in the green gauze tent, without the legendary burst fire.
A dense barrage of rifle bullets rushed towards the Japanese car that was following.
The fake battalion commander twisted his neck and looked at the scene on the road behind him, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
The guard next to him suddenly knocked down the dazed pseudo-battalion commander.
call out.
A bullet flew out of the green gauze tent, knocking away the long-brimmed hat of the puppet battalion who was knocked down.
Don't bother picking up the hat.
Because the green gauze tent next to it began to rain bullets on the road.
The puppet battalion commander who had fallen into the ditch on the road was furious and yelled out the famous saying of the puppet army commander: "Hit me, beat me hard."
The puppet soldiers who were lying down despite the sound of gunfire started to pull their rifles that were suppressed by themselves or their companions.
With a weird posture, he pulled the bolt of the gun and shot into the green gauze tent.
The magazine was emptied, five bullets were ejected from the chamber, and the gap between the bullets was pressed. It seemed that the only sound in the green gauze tent was the sound of bullets fired by the puppet soldiers tearing leaves and stems.
The Eighth Route Army, who had taken one shot and moved to another place, ran away again.
Moreover, the gunshots on the road behind seemed to gradually disappear.
…
Ambushes are also about strategy.
Captain Pei discovered that there was a large gap between the Japanese vanguard motorcycle armored vehicles and the puppet troops and the convoy behind them.
He made a decisive decision and let go of the leading Japanese troops in front, and attacked the Japanese convoy behind.
A surprise attack, shooting from the side, causing maximum casualties to the Japanese.
There were more than thirty people sitting in the cargo compartment of a Japanese car, huddled together and being shot.
The Japanese casualties were indeed huge.
More than twenty people died in battle!
This was greater than the total casualties of the entire division in the past month.
It was completely dark.
The still burning car fire suppressed the dim starlight in the sky.
Three soldiers lay in a green gauze tent on the edge of the road.
They did not leave Qingsha Zhang.
Because the captain said, find a way to kill the Japanese commander.
I don’t know where I got the news from, but as long as there are many Japs around, it’s usually the commander.
If you really can't find the Japs commander, then beat the Japs with knives.
If you still can't find out who the Japs commander is, then beat the Japs without helmets.
Or just hit the guy in the passenger seat of the car.
Three attack flares rose into the sky.
The Ninth Battalion was embarrassed because except for Hu Yi, there seemed to be no commander.
It's not that there is really no one, but because Hu Yi is there, no one dares to step forward to grab the command.
Liu Yuanqing, who can command, is also injured.
As for Park Bu-hwan.
The Ninth Battalion has been undergoing continuous replacements during this period, and the new recruits from the militia and the guerrilla autonomous army have not yet fully reached the time when they can be safely sent to the battlefield.
Madman Yang is very capable as an individual soldier and can easily command a company.
It seems inappropriate for this man who chants the Three Character Sutra to be the commander-in-chief.
But night assault is his strength.
Eight roads are poor.
In the eyes of the main battalion commander, Jiuying can be said to be extremely rich.
But in the eyes of Madman Yang, these equipment are worse than beggars compared to the Central Army.
There was no mountain cannon and only one mortar, and there was not enough heavy machine gun firepower to suppress it.
There are not enough light machine guns to divert enemy fire, and there are not enough submachine guns.
Even the flares have to be used sparingly.
There is a way of playing that is rich and poor.
There was not enough mortar fire to suppress it.
Then use grenades and throw grenades to make up the numbers.
The light and heavy machine gun positions in the north are temporarily immobile.
At the moment when the signal flare was raised, the enemy's position was barely visible in the sky illuminated by the flare.
The civilian 2nd and 4th heavy machine guns behind the heavy machine gun position in the east began to fire.
Without any pause, the arrogant tongues of fire poured bullets evenly into the open space.
A large number of shouts and shouts appeared in the south. Gunshots were heard, but no whistling bullets were heard.
Xiao Hongying stared with big eyes and yelled: "Li Xiang, hurry up and light up the flares!"
(End of chapter)
