After Zhang Dabiao led the soldiers of the first battalion to evacuate Taolingou, he asked deputy battalion commander Luo Dafei to lead the people to retreat to the base area. However, he took the guard squad, mounted the horses of the communication squad, and prepared to leave the team.
Luo Dafei asked quickly:
"Batalion Commander, what are you doing?"
Zhang Dabiao smiled slightly and replied without looking back:
"Of course we want the wages from our part-time work this time!"
…
Soon, Zhang Dabiao rode his horse to Shuiquan Coal Mine.
When he saw the craters and battle marks everywhere in the coal mine, he couldn't help but secretly gasped, thinking: This battle is very fierce, no wonder he heard such violent gunfire and explosions before.
Asking the soldiers from the secret service battalion to inform Yang Yuanshan, Zhang Dabiao watched the soldiers from the secret service battalion cleaning the battlefield with a stern look.
He saw that almost no one of these people picked up the guns and ammunition. Instead, they all led mules and horses to drive carts. The carts carried the remains of the martyrs, and their expressions became a little solemn.
Judging from the number of these bodies, it seems that the loss of the secret service camp this time is not small.
While he was thinking about it, two of his old subordinates from his time in the New Regiment saw him and hurriedly came up to say hello:
"Old battalion commander, why are you here too?"
Zhang Dabiao took a look and immediately greeted happily:
"Sun Dapeng, Qin Zhiqiang, how are you two doing?
In the hands of Captain Ding, you didn’t embarrass me, right? "
"Haha, that can't be done!
We are all men led by the regiment commander and the old battalion commander. Can we embarrass you? "
Qin Zhiqiang and Sun Dapeng laughed.
The "leader" they talk about is naturally Li Yunlong.
The old comrades-in-arms were particularly cordial when they met, and the three of them talked passionately about their respective situations.
When the two people in the new regiment learned that Zhang Dabiao now had nearly 2,000 people in his battalion, they couldn't help but be very envious and couldn't help but say:
"Old battalion commander, it's you and the regimental commander who will develop the team!
Our new regiment currently does not have more than 2,000 people.
There are only so many people in your battalion. You are nominally the battalion commander, but you are living the life of a regiment leader! "
If Ding Wei heard what they said, he would definitely kick them.
But when Zhang Dabiao heard it, he felt very happy.
He quickly waved his hands and said:
“If you want to develop your team, you have to work hard on your own.
Find the little devils and the second devils and fight them. Then the personnel and equipment will be here, right?
Are you still waiting for your superiors to give you guns, ammunition and soldiers? "
Hearing this, the two nodded repeatedly, thinking that they should mention it to Ding Wei later and fight more battles.
In the past, when Li Yunlong was the leader, they would fight a small group every three days and a large group every five days.
Since this was still a battlefield and both of them had missions, they didn't talk too much to Zhang Dabiao. After a brief chat, they agreed to have a drink later and then left.
As soon as they left, Yang Yuanshan rushed over under the leadership of the soldiers:
"Batalion Commander, why are you here?
Are you afraid that I won’t give you the thousand guns? "
"That's not true, can I still believe you?
I just want to see how much benefit you have gained from this! "
Zhang Dabiao shook his head.
He knows the secret service camp's wealth better than anyone else, and he will definitely not rely on him.
"Haha, not much.
I gave up all the weapons, ammunition, food and cotton clothes to the new group.
Our camp only took away more than 200 mules and horses. "
"Good guy!
The new group is so fat!
You're the one talking about friendship! "
Zhang Dabiao admired Yang Yuanshan a little.
Which regiment of our army does not lack equipment now?
There are not many military officers as grand as Yang Yuanshan.
Even in the Battle of Luoyang after the Japanese were defeated, there were conflicts between the brother troops over the spoils of war. If the brigade commander hadn't been so angry, things might have gotten out of hand.
Yang Yuanshan waved his hand:
"Haha, I discussed this with Captain Ding in advance.
Our camp can get more than 200 mules and horses, and I am satisfied.
In this battle, we have eliminated many little devils, which is the biggest gain. "
He meant what he said, because in this battle, it was enough to kill those little Japs. The most important thing was to beat down 13 of the Japs' bombers. The system rewarded a lot of good things!
There are only two pilots in a bomber. This one can directly kill 26 pilots of the little devil. It’s great to think about it!
Every pilot is precious to a little devil!
Much more valuable than 100 infantrymen!
Of course, Zhang Dabiao didn't understand the deep meaning of his words. He just felt that Yang Yuanshan's ideological awareness had surpassed his own at some point, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Then he and Yang Yuanshan briefed each other on the situation on their respective battlefields, and then asked:
"You promised me the Sanba Gai and soldiers before. When will you give them to me?"
Although he believed that Yang Yuanshan would not default on his debts, after hanging out with Li Yunlong for a long time, he naturally learned a lot about his habit of taking things easy.
"Battal Commander, as for soldiers, we have rescued four to five thousand miners. It is no problem to give you one thousand, but you have to recruit them yourself. Whether they are willing to join you depends on your ability.
As for the gun, you can send someone to transport it when we return to Qixia Town. "
Of course this was just an excuse. When Yang Yuanshan was about to turn back and walk to Yangshugou, he sent someone to notify Zhang Dabiao to get the gun.
"Okay! I'll go get someone right now!"
Zhang Dabiao agreed and asked Yang Yuanshan to send someone to lead the way.
Seeing how eager he was, Yang Yuanshan did not stop him and arranged for a soldier to take them to Han Yang.
Soon, Zhang Dabiao arrived among the rescued miners, assumed his identity as the commander of the first battalion of the Independent Regiment, and used his sharp tongue to successfully fool seven or eight hundred miners into following him. .
For these miners, many of them have indeed heard of Li Yunlong's name, and they have also heard of Zhang Dabiao and others' seizure of the Bantian United flag.
They would naturally be willing to serve as soldiers with such a heroic figure.
After greeting Yang Yuanshan, Zhang Dabiao led these people to evacuate to his base area.
…
it's getting dark.
But Xiaoguizi's Shuiquan Coal Mine is still very bright.
And it's warm.
The crash of the Little Japanese plane ignited the gas in the coal mine. Now the gas has been burned out, but the raw coal in the mine has been ignited, and a raging fire is still coming out, making the ground warm.
The fire provided warmth and lighting for the soldiers, making it easier for them to clean the battlefield and search for various supplies.
Yang Yuanshan and the guards also came to the coal mine wall and saw that this huge mining area was agitated at the moment. Countless miners in ragged clothes were moving the machines in the coal mine under the command of the soldiers from the special agent battalion.
Everyone works very hard.
They also didn't want the underground coal mines to be dug up by the Japs. They heard that the machines would be moved away, which would prevent the Japs' coal mines from continuing production for a long time, so they were very motivated.
Just like that, time passed little by little...
…
Late at night.
The soldiers of the new regiment had finished cleaning the battlefield, had already carried food and other supplies, and evacuated southward with five to six hundred soldiers recruited from the miners.
Ding Wei came over to say goodbye to Yang Yuanshan:
"Yang Yuanshan, our new regiment has withdrawn. You should withdraw as soon as possible. Don't get bitten by the little Japs."
"Well, Captain Ding, don't worry.
But looking back, you'd better write a battle report as soon as possible and send it to the brigade commander.
If we make such a big noise this time, I guess the headquarters must know about it. "
As he said that, Yang Yuanshan felt a little guilty.
Originally, he thought that if Shuiquan Coal Mine was easily captured, the Secret Service Battalion and the New Regiment would each suffer about a hundred casualties, and the superior leaders would not say anything.
But I didn't expect that the Japs would actually arrive with 24 bombers in one fell swoop, causing the two forces to suffer between five and six hundred casualties in total.
Just lose half the regiment!
What's more, Zhang Dabiao's first battalion suffered more than two hundred casualties.
Taken together, this can definitely be said to have caused huge casualties.
But as for the results of the war, if we don't count the 13 bombers and the four to five thousand miners who were rescued, only two squadrons of little devils and more than a hundred mine policemen were eliminated.
A solid loss-making battle.
After things turned out like this, he felt that if he were the superior leader, he would probably at least be given a demerit, or even be dismissed directly.
That's why he reminded Ding Wei like this now. The purpose was of course to make Ding Wei take the responsibility of starting the battle on himself.
After all, he took so many benefits from Yang Yuanshan!
If there is a pot, he must carry it well!
Ding Wei was a smart man, and of course he understood what Yang Yuanshan meant. He nodded, patted his chest and promised:
"Don't worry, I, Ding Wei, will definitely state in the report that this attack on Shuiquan Coal Mine was the idea of me, Ding Wei. Your special agent battalion and the first battalion were just invited by me to help."
"Hey, Captain Ding is loyal!"
Yang Yuanshan was overjoyed, then remembered something and quickly confessed:
"We agreed to exchange people with artillery shells before. I heard from Xizi that he picked 8 people from you. Then you can send someone to Qixia Town to get 400 artillery shells!"
Just after the battle, Ding Wei selected more than twenty sharpshooters from his regiment and asked Yang Yuanshan to take over.
He sent Wang Xikui to test the marksmanship of these people, and finally selected the 8 strongest people, so he explained it like this now.
"Okay, after a few days to avoid the limelight of the little devil, I will send someone there."
Ding Wei nodded.
Of course he was heartbroken at the loss of eight sharpshooters.
But he felt happy at the thought of being able to exchange for 400 rounds of artillery shells.
400 rounds of artillery shells!
Is this enough to hit many gun towers?
He instantly felt that his artillery battery was more luxurious than the division commander's artillery battalion.
At least the division commander's artillery battalion will most likely not be able to produce 400 rounds of artillery shells.
…
Ding Wei withdrew with a new group of soldiers.
Yang Yuanshan also quickly sent people to gather the team and evacuate quickly.
However, he did not forget to ask the soldiers to load some coal on the evacuating mules, horses and carts.
This is good fuel. Whether it is given to the people in the base area along the way or taken back to Qixia Town for blacksmithing, it is the best.
Anyway, people's broken houses these days basically have air leakage from all directions, and they don't worry about carbon monoxide poisoning if they are used for heating.
In addition to taking away the coal, before Yang Yuanshan left, he also asked the soldiers to blow up all the little devil's mines with bombs.
As a result, if the little devil wants to resume coal production, it will be absolutely impossible within half a year.
And half a year later, he estimated that he might have the strength to win Shuiquan.
At that time, if the little devil resumes the production of the coal mine, it will be a good opportunity for him to come back and take advantage.
After taking over the coal mines in World War I, he arranged for his own people to mine them.
When the time comes, the little devil will be upset when he sees that the coal mine that they worked so hard to restore finally ends up making a wedding dress for Yang Yuanshan.
Yang Yuanshan felt so happy when he thought about it.
…
The whole battalion of soldiers held torches and evacuated to the west in a mighty manner. After walking a few miles, they met Han Yang and his men who ran over and asked Yang Yuanshan:
"Battal Commander, we have buried all the coal mine machinery, but among those miners, two to three thousand are unwilling to follow us and say they want to go home to farm. There are also some who are prisoners of the Central Army and the Jinsui Army and say they want to go back. What should we do if we find our own troops?”
"What else can be done?
Of course, we should give them some dry food and let them go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers. "
Yang Yuanshan rolled his eyes at him and thought: Could it be that our Eighth Route Army can force people to become soldiers?
Does this mean you don’t take the discipline of our army seriously?
"But if these people go back, won't they leak the location where we buried the machine?"
"If it leaks, let it leak. People are always talkative, and nothing can be stopped.
I believe that since these people can be caught as miners, they should not be treated as traitors. "
Yang Yuanshan waved his hand and said.
He felt that since these miners had not turned into traitors before, there would be no reason why they would become dogs in the future.
Hearing what he said, Han Yang felt that it made sense, so he nodded immediately and went to make arrangements.
Half an hour later, he took the remaining seven to eight hundred miners who were willing to join the spy camp and caught up with Yang Yuanshan's large army, merged together, and headed north.
As for the miners who were unwilling to join the army, they scattered into the dark night in groups of three and five, wondering whether they could find their own way.
(End of chapter)
