Xiaopang: "..."
A stack of sacks was taken out and a few were distributed to each soldier.
The soldiers of the special forces looked at the workers in the factory with golden light in their eyes.
"We'll put them into sacks as quickly as possible and get out of here!" Lin Zhong hissed.
Everyone nodded.
He lowered his head and glanced at his watch. Logically speaking, it was almost time. Zhou Weiguo and the others should have arrived at the outskirts of the village by this time.
Waved his hand, "gOgOgO!"
Suddenly more than a hundred soldiers rushed out.
The workers in the factory were stunned when they saw so many people rushing in, but suddenly someone who reacted quickly reacted and a smile appeared on their face.
"Haha! I know, old workers, people from above are sent to save us!"
"Yes! That must be the case!"
"You guys are here, I'm waiting for you..."
After a foreman finished speaking, Yan Shuangying rushed to him and put a sack in it!
All the workers in the factory were stunned...
It looks like these people are not Japs, so why are they still using sacks to trap them?
In Lin Zhong's opinion, using a sack cover is much faster than negotiating with them. Putting the sack cover on your shoulders and walking away directly saves you having to talk to them for a long time.
More than a hundred soldiers hunted the workers inside the factory.
At this time, the little fat man seemed to be a pervert, holding a sack in his hand and circling a worker in a blue coat.
Lin Zhong had a headache seeing him like this, "Can you stop being so wretched and look like a regular soldier?"
Xiaopang smiled and said, "Hey, Commander, it's hard to treat us as regular troops when we are already trapped in sacks. It's better not to treat us as bandits."
As everyone knows, these workers have long regarded people like Lin Zhong as bandits!
In less than five minutes, Lin Zhong and others put all the workers into sacks, and they left the factory carrying one sack.
Before leaving, Lin Zhong searched again and put all the important drawings in the factory in his pocket.
"Walk!"
...
Outside Baima Village, Zhou Weiguo, Duan Peng and several soldiers from the reconnaissance group drove several trucks to guard the small woods outside the village.
Duan Peng lay anxiously in the grass. He lowered his head and looked at his watch. Logically speaking, it was almost time, but he couldn't see anyone.
"The political commissar, the division commander, and the others haven't come out yet. The Japs' patrol may be coming soon."
"Our teacher will not encounter you inside..."
Snapped!
Zhou Weiguo shouted loudly!
"You can't fucking hope for something better!"
Duan Peng felt aggrieved...
His long-term reconnaissance work has made him much more sensitive than normal people, and he will think of the worst consequences first no matter what happens.
Zhou Weiguo clenched his fists and was a little anxious. After thinking about it, the probability of a small white horse village trapping these special forces members should be no less than that of a shark being drowned in the sea.
"No, political commissar, why don't we go in and take a look? Although the soldiers of the cavalry regiment have led most of the troops out, at least there is still a brigade patrolling here irregularly, just in case..." Duan Peng finished his words. , suddenly a group of figures appeared from the village.
Zhou Weiguo's eyes flashed, "It's the teacher!"
"Quick, pick someone up!"
"yes!"
The next second, several trucks suddenly jumped out.
...
Western suburb of Datong.
Sun Desheng was leading a regiment of cavalry in a circle with the Japanese behind him.
Looking back, at least one group of Japanese cavalry had been left far behind.
Riding hard with sweat and blood, traveling thousands of miles in a day, and traveling eight hundred miles in a night are definitely not just an idea!
The Japanese cavalry behind them kept shooting, and the bullets hitting the horse felt like it was tickling.
The Japanese were stunned. They shot the horse twice but nothing happened. They couldn't help but fell into deep thought...
"Captain, these Eighth Route Cavalry are so damn evil!"
"The bullets hit them without any problem!" a Japanese soldier shouted, with surprise on his face.
The captain of the Japanese cavalry gritted his teeth and said, "It is said that Lin Zhong's army in Heiyun Village does have such a cavalry."
The Japanese were shocked and suddenly wanted to retreat.
Sun Desheng rode forward to lead the entire team, and within an hour he led the cavalry around several times.
I looked up and glanced at the sun that was about to set. It was almost time!
"Hey, guys!"
"Our division commander's side should be finished. It's time for us to deal with this group of Japanese cavalry!" Sun Desheng pulled the reins of his horse to a stop.
"Captain, we won't be surrounded by the Japanese infantry behind us, will we?" a cavalry company commander shouted.
Sun Desheng smiled proudly, "Bullshit! We are at least five kilometers behind the infantry behind us. We will leave as soon as we finish dealing with these cavalry!"
"It's the leader!"
"It's the leader!"
"It's the leader!"
...
All the cavalry soldiers were full of excitement. It had been a long time since they had fought against the cavalry!
Goodbye, the cavalry of both sides faced each other, horse hoofs were stepping, and both sides drew their swords and glared at the enemy almost at the same time.
In the vast open space, the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred meters, and the battle was about to break out.
There were nearly three thousand Japanese cavalry, with a bit of contempt in their eyes.
"Captain, are these Eighth Route Army members crazy? They dare to turn back." The adjutant on the horse said in surprise.
Captain Yan Nanzhengtai looked at the cavalry opposite and was puzzled. One hand was holding the horse's rein tightly and the other hand was holding the saber tightly.
"Baga, I think these Eighth Route Army members are getting tired of living!"
"More than a thousand people dare to challenge us. This is not asking for death!"
The Japanese cavalry were all eager to try. Rumors about Sun Desheng's blood-red cavalry had already spread in Datong City, making them legendary.
Countless Japanese cavalry even regard defeating this cavalry as an honor.
Sun Desheng glanced over his shoulder and said, "Are you all ready?"
The cavalry nodded, "Ready!"
Sun Desheng smiled, and then touched the bag on the side of the horse's back, a Thompson submachine gun!
This was the submachine gun that Lin Zhong originally equipped his cavalry regiment with. At the beginning, the soldiers were reluctant. The cavalry was somewhat disrespectful when playing with guns.
But later I discovered...it smells so damn good!
"Hide the gun for me. Wait until the little devil rushes over and then fight. You must not shoot in advance and expose him!" Sun Desheng shouted.
"Hey, look, commander, the division commander has taught me tactics and other things. Within a hundred meters, the gun is fast, and within a hundred meters, the gun is fast and accurate!" A young soldier shouted.
Sun Desheng nodded, "Well, that's right. He has mastered the master's skills."
