After resting for half a night, Li Yunlong led his troops to attack Chenjiagou before dawn.
After arriving at the destination, Li Yunlong immediately scouted the terrain.
Chenjiagou is actually a medium-sized basin with steep mountains on both sides, a road passing through the middle, and abandoned fields on both sides.
It's definitely not possible to ambush soldiers on the mountains on both sides. The distance is too far, but fortunately there are ditches built by ordinary people on both sides of the road.
After reconnoitring the terrain, Li Yunlong immediately asked the guards to call his three battalion commanders when he returned.
Zhang Dabiao, Zheng Yu and Chen Dugu squatted around Li Yunlong, waiting for instructions.
Li Yunlong picked up a branch and drew three lines on the ground, and then said.
"There is a road in the middle, and there are ditches on both sides."
"We will ambush in the ditches on both sides of the road and let the soldiers gather more dead grass. This will keep out the cold and provide concealment."
"The first battalion is ambushing on the left, and the second and third battalions are ambushing on the right."
"A battalion of commandos with submachine guns is evenly divided into two parts, with 50 people on each side."
"Remember, the commandos should not fire first, let the rifles and light machine guns fire first."
"When the Japanese jumped out of the car and retreated the bullets, and the vanguard dispersed to both sides, the commando's submachine guns opened fire again."
Finally, Li Yunlong looked solemn: "Get ready to go. All units must enter their designated positions before dawn!"
The three battalion commanders shouted in unison: "Yes!"
Next, the soldiers went to the mountains in the dark and went to the fields to collect dead grass with machetes.
In less than half an hour, the soldiers walked towards the road, jumped into the ditch, covered themselves with the withered grass they had brought, and lay motionless in the ditch.
If the soldiers weren't wearing gray woolen coats, cotton trousers, and ear-protecting cotton hats, the biting cold wind could freeze people's brains and freeze their thoughts.
Lying in the ditch, Li Yunlong told jokes to the soldiers:
"The year before last, I once led the troops to fight against a Japanese transport team. It was also in this kind of weather. The troops were in an ambush position for three hours. The soldiers were wearing single clothes. The soldiers were so cold that their two rows of teeth kept hitting each other, as if they were firing machine guns. "
"I touched my belly through my unlined clothes, and guess what?"
"My belly was frozen to the bone, as if all my internal organs were frozen together."
"At that time, I thought, Lao Li is wearing armor, even the Japanese bayonet can't penetrate!"
The soldiers nearby burst into laughter.
After telling a few stories to the soldiers, it was already broad daylight. Li Yunlong took out his pocket watch and looked at eight o'clock.
Another hour passed, and the time came to nine o'clock. During this period, sporadic Japanese trucks passed by.
Zhang Dabiao glanced at the pocket watch in Li Yunlong's hand and asked: "Captain, it's already nine o'clock and the Japanese haven't shown up yet. Is there any error in the information?"
"Probably not!" Li Yunlong whispered, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I tell the soldiers not to move. I have to shit in my crotch!"
Time continued to pass as Li Yunlong and the soldiers waited, and another hour passed.
Suddenly Zhang Dabiao spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and whispered: "Captain, the lookout post on the hill ahead has given a signal!"
Li Yunlong picked up the telescope and looked through it. Through the field of view of the telescope, he saw a dead tree on the hill in front being knocked down.
Zhang Dabiao asked a battalion of soldiers to guard the place. After seeing the Japanese transport convoy, he lowered the dead tree to give a signal.
The location where the dead tree was toppled was invisible to the enemy from the road, so there was no need to worry about exposure.
About 4 minutes later, the roar of the car motor rang in the ears of Li Yunlong and the soldiers.
The Japanese car convoy appeared. The leading truck, a Type 94 truck, had a crooked machine gun mounted on the roof of the cab. The truck drove slowly, as if it was searching cautiously.
Behind them were dozens of large 94-type trucks, carrying heavily armed Japanese soldiers wearing yellow woolen coats, steel helmets and fur hats.
The wind carried the singing of the Japanese soldiers: Looking into the distance under the morning glow, the mountains and rivers are undulating incomparably...
Zhang Dabiao's eyes narrowed when he heard the sound, and he said in a low voice: "Commander, this is the military song of the Kwantung Army. It's definitely these Japs!"
"Damn it, it's finally here!" Li Yunlong took out his shell gun and shouted in a low voice, "Give me my order and prepare to fight!"
The soldiers gently pulled the gun bolt, not making too much movement for fear of attracting the Japanese's attention.
The three battalion commanders were all a little emotional. The information about Brother Chen Feng was really accurate!
The Japs' lead car was getting closer and closer, but Li Yunlong and the soldiers remained motionless, quietly waiting for the Japs' car behind them to enter the ambush position.
There were gun towers set up by the Japanese for several kilometers before and after, so the Kwantung Army did not get out of the car to conduct careful reconnaissance.
Slowly, the Japs' lead car passed the ambush area, and the Japs on the carriage used semaphores to signal to the convoy behind that everything was normal.
The Kwantung Army transport team entered the ambush area of the new regiment without warning.
Seeing that it was almost time, Li Yunlong took the Mauser 98k sniper rifle from Li Changshun's hand next to him, with the bullet loaded.
Although the sniper rifle was given to Li Changshun, Li Changshun happened to be right next to him, so of course the first blood of this gun belonged to Li Yunlong himself.
The main reason is that at a distance of 50 meters, the bullets fired by the shell gun may not be able to penetrate the Japanese helmets.
The 98k sniper rifle quietly stretched out from the ditch, and the butt of the rifle was pressed against Li Yunlong's shoulder. Through the sight of the scope, the Japanese driver's head appeared in the crosshair.
Li Yunlong moved the crosshair forward a little, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Snapped--
The 7.92mm bullet accurately hit the helmet on the Japs driver's head, making a crisp dinging sound and sinking into the Japs' head.
The Japanese driver groaned and slumped over the steering wheel. The truck drove uncontrollably into the field and then completely collapsed.
The sudden sound of gunshots broke the tranquility. To the Japanese, it was a reminder, but to the soldiers of the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army, it was a clarion call to attack.
The dead grass on the roadside was lifted up in an instant, and rows of rifles appeared.
The next moment, gunshots rang out like exploding beans, and dense bullets were fired at the Japanese.
Most of the Japs' drivers were killed immediately. Trucks rear-ended or stopped on the road, and in an instant the Japs were in chaos.
The truck jingled with the dense bullets. Dozens of Japanese soldiers were caught off guard and were hit on the spot by a new round of bullets. They fell down on the truck.
The Kwantung Army was worthy of being a well-trained elite. After a brief panic, they responded quickly. They jumped out of the truck and fired back at the Eighth Route Army while looking for bunkers.
The Japanese's marksmanship was very accurate, and they quickly established a position around the truck. Both sides made a tacit understanding not to use grenades.
"Bullmaster!" Li Yunlong shouted without looking back, "Blow the charge horn!"
The rapid charge bugle sounded, and the soldiers jumped out of the ditch, holding rifles and bayonets to kill the Japanese.
When the Kwantung Army soldiers saw this, they immediately stopped shooting. There was a loud crackle of gunfire, and yellow-orange bullets jumped out of the gun barrel and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The well-trained and rule-abiding Japanese soldiers of the Kwantung Army removed bullets from their guns in accordance with the "Infantry Code" before hand-to-hand combat.
With a fierce look on his face, he roared and set up rows of bright bayonets!
