In the early morning, Tongpu Railway is about thirty kilometers north of Taiyuan.
A group of Japanese soldiers wearing helmets and holding swords and guns were patrolling along the railway.
This is a standard Japanese squad, with a total of 13 people, including a squad leader, 4 machine gunners and 8 riflemen, equipped with 8 38 rifles and 1 Type 96 light machine gun.
"Stop moving forward." Squad leader Naoto Tsuchiya waved his hand, "Take a rest!"
The dozen or so Japanese soldiers behind him immediately stopped advancing.
Two Japanese soldiers stood on the commanding heights with rifles in hand, while the remaining soldiers sat together and enjoyed a supper.
Some ate rice balls and chewed them carefully, while others took out canned beef from their satchels, then took out the Type 30 bayonet from the front of their rifles, preparing to pry open the cans.
Although the Japanese army's rations included canned meat, each soldier did not receive much.
This week, the Tsuchiya detachment is responsible for railway patrol, so each soldier is provided with a can of canned beef, and the rest is cabbage rice balls.
The taste of cabbage rice balls is just that, but at least it tastes better than steamed rice balls.
"There's a situation!"
An alert soldier shouted, and all the Japanese troops gathered together dispersed.
After a while, without any sign of disturbance, the Japanese came out of the bunker.
The soldier who had just spoken put his rifle on his shoulder, walked down from the commanding heights, laughed and said, "Looking at you, you are scared to death by Tubal Road."
"Baga!" Naoto Tsuchiya scolded, "Okada, what are you doing, you idiot?"
"Simi Masai." Okada Jiro sat down with a smile, "I just tested your vigilance, it was not intentional."
"Don't do such stupid things next time." Naoto Tsuchiya snorted coldly and said no more.
Jiro Okada is just a jerk. If his brother Ichiro Okada hadn't been the squadron leader, he would have died countless times.
A gust of wind blew by, and Jiro Okada, who had a keen sense of smell, seemed to smell the smell of blood. He turned to look at the other sentry. The high point where the sentry originally stood had disappeared.
The next second, the hairs all over Okada Jiro's body suddenly stood up, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "There is love..."
Before he could finish shouting, a high-speed rotating bullet was shot from his open mouth and out of the back of his head, shooting out a bloody arrow.
This group of Japanese soldiers were very well-educated. The moment the gunfire rang out, they reacted almost simultaneously, but it was already too late.
The crisp sound of submachine gun shooting rang out. Although the gunfire was relatively sparse and sporadic, a Japanese soldier fell down with a muffled groan after every gunshot.
Within a few seconds, the railway fell silent, and all thirteen Japanese soldiers died on the spot.
After a moment, a dozen neat, ghostly figures sprang out of the darkness and came to groping in front of the Japanese corpse.
"Captain, all the bullets hit the Japanese in the face, and none of them escaped the net." Wang Gensheng reported to Lu Yingjun.
"The Japanese reinforcements will be here as soon as you say it." Lu Yingjun said, "The battlefield will be cleared within half a minute."
"Yes!" Everyone shouted and started to take off the clothes of the Japanese.
The moonlight was very good tonight, and the visibility was good. There was a subtle rustling sound, and the sword squad quickly disappeared into the night.
In less than 5 minutes, the Japanese support troops arrived, but all the Japanese soldiers were already in pieces.
The Japanese squad leader in charge of support wrote in a report to his superiors: At 2:10 in the morning, near the Xiaotang stronghold, the Tuwu squad was attacked by Tubal Road while performing railway patrol missions. All of them were broken into pieces, except for the crotch pants. In addition, weapons and clothes were taken away.
Finally, the Jaap squad leader cleverly added that pirates are not too ordinary.
After receiving the mission, the Lijian detachment rode military horses for more than 100 kilometers, crossed Zhengtai Road, and came to the Tongpu Railway without stopping.
The seemingly well-defended Zhengtai Railway and Tongpu Railway are full of weak points in the eyes of the Sharp Sword Detachment.
The more important railway bridges are usually closely guarded by the Japanese. It is not easy for the sword detachment to get close, so they attacked a group of Japanese patrols.
Prepare to put on the Japanese military uniform and act with the camera.
The team members were all very good at shooting. The gun hit the Japs in the face, and not much blood spattered on their clothes. However, it was at night, so they were not afraid of being discovered by the Japs.
Two hours later, the Lijian detachment had arrived on horseback at Jinggou Bridge, 20 kilometers north of Xiaotang's stronghold.
The second combat team dressed up as a Japs patrol and successfully killed the Japs guarding the Jinggou Bridge without firing a single shot.
Immediately, explosives and detonating devices were installed on the Jinggou Bridge. The wires were pulled 100 meters away. After letting go of a passenger train, a truck came crunching.
When the truck arrived on the bridge, Wang Gensheng grabbed the handle of the detonator, turned it, and then pressed it.
Then, the entire 200-meter-long bridge, together with the train running on it.
At least four or five positions are like bamboo shoots arching out of the ground. They are arched up at once, and then burst open.
Along with the cracking of the bridge, there were several "boom, boom, boom" sounds that shook the mountains.
Immediately afterwards, the arched bridge deck and the train carriage suddenly fell downwards, falling into an invisible mountain stream.
…
Early the next morning.
Li Yunlong led a new regiment to finally reach Zhengtai Road after a long-distance attack all night long.
In the woods on the mountain south of Wanjia Town.
The soldiers were having breakfast and preparing to rest.
They ate the dry food they brought, including bread and horse meat jerky.
After capturing the county seat of Liao County and annihilating the Heidao Cavalry Regiment, a large amount of grain and horse meat were seized, and the food for the soldiers was greatly improved.
Most of the food they usually eat is fine grains and horse meat, and the food is rich in oil and water. Even the dry food for marching and fighting is flour cakes and horse meat jerky.
Horse meat jerky is marinated with salt and chili peppers and then dried in the sun. It not only tastes good, but is also rich in protein and salt, which can help soldiers recover from the physical exertion of long-distance raids.
Li Yunlong ate three noodle cakes and half a kilogram of horse meat jerky, took out the water bottle from his waist and drank some water. The fatigue caused by the rapid march all night was suddenly much lessened.
"Everyone will rest where they are after eating dry food. We will sleep during the day and march at night." Li Yunlong said to the soldiers.
This is an enemy-occupied area. A whole regiment of troops marching in broad daylight has absolutely no chance of hiding from the enemy.
Once traces are discovered, the Japanese will immediately pounce from all directions and tear the entire new group into pieces.
When Zhang Dabiao was ordered to come to Wanjia Town to engage in side business, he hid in this small forest and was very familiar with the terrain here.
Li Yunlong picked up the binoculars and looked towards Wanjia Town. Wanjia Town had become a mixed garrison of Japanese and puppet troops, and a gun tower was built at the entrance of the east and west villages.
Through the field of view of the telescope, Li Yunlong found that two figures seemed to be touching up from the bottom of the mountain.
I turned up the magnification of the telescope and took a closer look, but it was Xu Yonghai, the commander of the assault company, who had returned from conducting reconnaissance.
About 10 minutes later, Xu Yonghai, dressed as a Japanese plainclothes soldier, came to Li Yunlong and gave him a military salute.
"Xiao Xu." Li Yunlong asked with an expression on his face, "How is the situation?"
Political commissar Zhao Gang and several battalion commanders gathered around when they saw this.
"Reporting to the leader, the Japanese are very strict on the Zhengtai Railway." Xu Yonghai took a sip of water and said, "The defense is much stricter than when we came a few months ago."
"The Japanese have not only built many more strongholds beside the railway."
"We also dug three-meter-deep trenches on both sides of the railway and put up barbed wire fences."
"I followed the secret mark left by Captain Lu and others and found the barbed wire fence that they had cut and restored to its original shape. The Japs have not discovered it yet."
Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes. The prison the little devil created was quite powerful.
"It's easy for a small force to pass by at night." Li Yunlong frowned, "Our large force of two thousand people can pass by, and there is also a battalion of cavalry. It will be difficult not to be discovered."
Second Battalion Commander Zheng Yu took a deep breath and said:
"Split the troops!"
"We can disperse our troops, take companies as units, cut the barbed wire and cross the railway from different locations, and then join together after crossing the railway."
"However, if we are divided into more than a dozen companies and pass through more than a dozen places, problems will easily arise and it will also increase the probability of being discovered. Once we are discovered by the Japanese, the Japanese will definitely send troops to pursue us, and the subsequent battle plan will not be good. Cast.”
Zheng Yu looked at the mules and the machine guns and ammunition next to the horses on the other side.
He added: "It would be much easier to cross the railway without these mules and horses."
"We must not give up the mules and horses." Zhang Dabiao said, "If it doesn't work, let's wait until dark and fight directly."
"With the firepower our new regiment now has, the Japs on the Zhengtai Railway will never be able to stop us."
"No!" Li Yunlong flatly refused, "It is very simple to fight hard, but this will expose our firepower and will be pursued by the Japanese."
At first, Li Yunlong did not expect that the Japanese would block the Zhengtai Railway so tightly.
In the past, people in a regiment could cross the railway whenever they wanted, and they could cross wherever they wanted.
Once the Japanese discovered that a regiment had passed through the Zhengtai Railway, it would have a great impact on the subsequent combat plan.
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
"I have an idea."
"Why not combine the methods of the first battalion commander and the second battalion commander?"
Zhao Gang studied the Zhengtai Railway for a while, then carefully analyzed the words of Zheng Yu and Zhang Dabiao, and came up with a solution:
"The defense of the Jizizhengtai Railway is very tight. In addition to a stronghold every three or four miles, there are patrols day and night."
"Let's send a force to pretend to attack one of the strongholds. It's best to make a loud noise. The Japs will definitely swarm us."
"Once all the Japanese soldiers go to support this stronghold, there will be defense holes everywhere in the rest of the railway."
"At this time, we cut the barbed wire fence in company units and quickly passed the railway."
"After the unit attacking the stronghold completes its mission, it does not need to go north and will return to the base on its own."
Li Yunlong's eyes lit up: "Haha, this is a good idea."
Thinking along Zhao Gang's train of thought, Li Yunlong said:
"This force attacking the stronghold must buy at least half an hour for the larger force."
"Retreat immediately as soon as half an hour is up. The Japanese reinforcements have basically arrived by this time, so it is best to use cavalry to escape in time."
"In this half hour, our large force has already passed the railway. When the Japanese turn around and find that the barbed wire has been cut, they will not be able to judge whether we are real or not."
After laughing, Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao, you are really a fucking genius."
Zhao Gang's face turned dark when he heard Li Yunlong's last words.
Are you praising me, or are you scolding labor and management?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
