It took very little effort.
The Japanese vanguard troops and the baggage convoy successfully broke through the Eighth Route Encirclement.
The commander of the Imperial Association Army, who had arrived with reinforcements, had already sent someone to contact him.
Xiong Erlian contacted the reinforcements through the radio, and the numbers and names of the Imperial Association Army were verified correctly.
The sound of heavy machine guns in the north seemed to never stop.
According to what the Imperial Association Army said, the Eighth Route Army cut off the reinforcements from the Imperial Army and the Imperial Army.
Still at odds with the imperial army.
But they did not launch an attack on the Imperial Alliance Army!
Things are too weird. When did the Eighth Route Army stop picking on the soft persimmons of the Imperial Alliance Army?
As for the Imperial Association Army not taking an offensive against the Eighth Route Army, this matter will cause trouble for the commander of the Imperial Association Army later.
Xiong Erlang and his men quickly studied the current situation.
It was agreed that the Eighth Route Army never expected that the imperial army would suddenly attack northward.
The road ahead was filled with crowds of puppet troops. In order to prevent changes, they all agreed to temporarily abandon the plan to drive the puppet troops to both sides of the road to allow the imperial army to continue heading north.
The imperial army stopped on the road, and the edge of the green gauze tent was under the control of the imperial army's commandos.
The Japanese soldiers, who were almost unharmed, lined up and squatted on the ground with their guns in hand, waiting.
Thinking of the previous losses of troops and generals, some Japanese soldiers even wanted to fight back to the gun tower position and take away the bodies of the warriors who were still lying in the trenches.
Some Japanese soldiers began to silently mourn their fallen comrades in their hearts.
Some Japanese soldiers discussed with each other and carefully analyzed and summarized the two days of fighting.
Someone suggested organizing a commando team to go into the Qingsha tent to find the Eighth Route Army and eliminate the roots.
Some people suggested that we should fight back and kill all the Tuba Road who attacked and occupied the gun towers from the south.
Be sure to put them on stakes to dry and show them to the public.
After the Japanese leading team set up a security on the spot, several sergeants surrounded the Japanese second lieutenant and were also discussing.
The division commander once said, without fear, there is no surrender!
When an imperial warrior dies, ten or hundreds of Chinese must be buried with him!
It's a pity that those Tubalu escaped, which is really troublesome.
Tubalu always hides in the darkness like mice. If they have hatred, they can hold it until they die!
All those eight should be killed, even if there is only one left, there will be trouble sooner or later.
The imperial army was obviously here to rescue them, but they just hated the imperial army.
In this regard, Balu is very aware of current affairs.
Before waiting for the new order to be issued, the leading second lieutenant felt inexplicably sad.
Why can't those Eighth Route Army understand the Imperial Army?
Why can't they put down their guns and get back to work.
The imperial army can ensure that they have food to eat and the books provided by the imperial army.
The Imperial Army would teach them how to escape poverty and enslavement to the landowners.
For a certain farmer who farmed on rented land, the imperial army just robbed a woman from a rich family.
A year later, the farmer actually sneaked into the home of the company commander of the Imperial Association Army who was leading the team, and killed the entire Imperial Association Army family overnight.
Then vote eight ways.
He really doesn't understand these ethnic groups who accept death.
He shook his head to drive away these thoughts.
After looking around, he saw that the strength of the Imperial Alliance Army had converged. At this time, the initiative on the battlefield was already in his hands.
No one thought that Tubal Road would still be hidden in the green gauze tents on both sides of the road where the Imperial Alliance Army was heavily deployed.
Indeed, there are not many eight roads on both sides of the road.
A platoon of Eighth Route Army soldiers had already sneaked into the puppet army.
The leader of the pseudo-regiment stood more than ten meters in front of the Japanese, with sweat pouring down his forehead.
Next to him, Li Laosan, who was disguised as a puppet guard, burped and whispered to the puppet leader: "It's now time. I advise you not to play tricks."
The pseudo-captain moved his stiff thighs a little: "You said you could bring my wife and children out of the city. If anything happens to them, I won't be done with you."
Li Laosan curled his lips and said, "Oh, you still dare to be so harsh at this time."
"I had good intentions and asked the Imperial Army's doctors to treat your wounded, but you actually pretended to be the Imperial Army's yin and yang."
"Commander Song, don't be ignorant. If they really attacked you just now and more than twenty light machine guns opened fire at the same time, how many of your men do you think you would have left by now?"
"If you make such a fuss, I will have no way of living in the future." He was blindly fooling around, wearing the uniform of the imperial army and sneaking into the puppet army. The puppet leader never expected that the Eighth Route Army would be so bold.
"Haha, if I hadn't heard that you didn't do many bad things, do you think you could still be standing here talking to me now?"
Commander Song gritted his teeth: "I have spies planted by the Japanese. If they are not found and eliminated, they may cause bad things."
"I'll tell you the truth, I originally set up an ambush in the Qingsha tent, and planned to use machine guns to chase you into a fight with the Japanese. If you hadn't been aware of current affairs, by now, hehe, you might have become the victims of the Japanese's bayonets. Wait until the grass grows on the grave next spring!”
Captain Song trembled: "So cruel?"
Li Laosan smiled proudly: "Haha, if you come here in the middle of the night to reinforce the Japanese, if I don't hit you, who will I hit?
Captain Song thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was really the case: "Thank you, Master Eight, for your kindness!
The puppet army rebels, just like cold water.
As for whether there are people planted by the Eighth Route Army in the puppet army, you can know the result without even thinking about it.
Otherwise, there would be no chance for the Eighth Route Army to get close to the pseudo-regiment leader.
in the ranks of the puppet army.
Platoon leader Ma Sanpao squatted in the darkness and listened to the sound of gunfire from the north. He always felt that something was wrong.
He quietly poked a puppet soldier sitting next to him who was panting: "It seems... something happened!"
The puppet army sniffed hard: "Aren't they all joining the imperial warriors? What can happen?"
"There seems to be something wrong with the people around Song."
The puppet soldier suddenly pulled his gun, but was stopped by Ma Sanpao: "Don't move!" "
"What's the meaning?"
"The person named Song must be colluding with the Eighth Route Army and must be preparing to harm the imperial army."
"Then I will recruit our people immediately."
"Jing Jing, since Song wants to wear the same pants as Balu, don't blame us for being cruel."
"Then what should we do? Otherwise, shoot him with a black gun."
"Haha, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sneak into the Eighth Route Army!"
"But."
The devil ran away.
The main battalion commander led his soldiers to quickly occupy the gun tower and surrounding positions.
The correspondent shouted: "Be on guard, be on guard! Deepen the trench on the north side to more than 1.6 meters."
No one asked how deep 1.6 meters was. The battalion commander said that it was enough to see outside the trench when he stood in the trench and weighed his feet.
"Hey, why is the smell of blood here so strong?"
"There seems to be a corpse!"
"What are you yelling about? We are not afraid of the living Japs, and we are not afraid of the dead Japs!"
"Tsk tsk. Those guys in the guard camp are really ruthless. Why don't they just capture a few prisoners?"
"Stop talking nonsense and dig deeper. The Japanese will be beaten back soon."
"Are you bragging? There are only two to three hundred people in the guard camp. They not only have to block the puppet troops who are reinforcing from the north, but they can also fight back the escaped Japanese?"
"You know what the heck, in addition to blocking the puppet troops, they are also blocking the Japanese army coming from the north."
"According to you, he is better than us?"
"I'm telling you, there are people from our division's special agent company in the Autonomous Army. Otherwise, can they stop ten with one?"
"Really, can we also accept their training?"
"Well, the people in the secret service company are very powerful. They are all eight feet tall. Guess what I saw in the guard camp earlier?"
"What?"
"Marshal Canopy!"
"Why don't you say you saw Sun Wukong?"
"Report to the company commander that we have captured a alive person!"
"Just send it to the back. You want to ask me about this too?"
"He said he was from the guard camp"
"What did you say? What's his name? Is it Zhang Xiaodao?" The company officer said with great joy, his tone urgent.
"Uh, it seems so"
"Damn it, where is he? Take me there quickly."
The shirtless Zhang Xiaodao squatted in the corner of the trench, guarded by soldiers with rifles at both ends.
"Hey, hurry up and call your company commander over."
Tom.
The soldier next to him hit Zhang Xiaodao on the back with the butt of his rifle: "You are quite arrogant."
After a tense day, Zhang Xiaodao was hit directly in the trench and rolled his eyes.
"Oh, if you kill a prisoner on the battlefield, you will be imprisoned for three days when you return! The soldiers next to you don't even think that killing a prisoner is a big deal."
"Don't talk nonsense, you still have some energy." A soldier guarding the prisoner knelt down and took a breath.
"Otherwise, how can we make him feel less angry?"
"Go away, I don't want to be imprisoned!"
"Haha, think about it, if we guard the prisoners, they will be on the battlefield later."
"What you said seems to make sense. Feeding him means a waste of food." The soldier immediately tightened his grip on his rifle and retracted it, his sharp bayonet reflecting the starlight.
The sharp bayonet accelerated suddenly and pierced Zhang Xiaodao's neck directly.
Zhang Xiaodao was horrified and watched helplessly as Xueliang's bayonet stabbed him.
The soldiers nearby raised their loaded rifles on alert. If they resisted, they might be shot at any time.
(End of chapter)
