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Chapter 102: Before and After the Shelling

Dechang came back and reported on the defense of the battalion commander An Dexin of the 626th Regiment of the 9th Brigade and his 300 officers and soldiers. Pinshu.com Yongxiang's heart tightened: "The little devil dispatched the 8th Brigade of the 4th Division in the aviation and navy, and there were only more than 300 soldiers in Shanhaiguan!" ”

"No wonder the national army on the battlefield always loses, and the commander doesn't know what to think in his head!" Dechang snorted angrily, but he was proud of the group of soldiers, thinking that it was a good group of soldiers.

"The officials are busy making a fortune!" Yongxiang was very angry and really wanted to lead the troops to beat the commander of this unit to a severe beating.

Jiaoshan is about 3 kilometers away from Shanhaiguan City, and is the highest peak of the mountain barrier in the north of Guancheng. When Yongxiang and Dechang were angry, the guard post signaled that someone was coming. Several people hurriedly hid invisibly, and saw five people walking here with some equipment on their backs.

"Little devil!" Although this group of people is dressed as outsiders, Yongxiang, who often deals with little devils, clearly sees through the identities of these people. Short looped legs, obvious Wa country dwarf monkey look. Dechang pulled out the military thorn, and Yongxiang hurriedly waved his hand to tell him not to act rashly.

The men walked and stopped, pointing to the surrounding terrain and talking. The commanders and fighters of the Blood Wolf Clan, who can speak Japanese, only then did they realize how capable Hu Zhiyong was. It turns out that language can get information from the enemy!

"Captain, the little devil is measuring the direction of the shelling!" During the special operations training, the Blood Wolf team learned the course of determining the target in the azimuth of artillery bombardment. Seeing the equipment and actions carried by the five people at the foot of the mountain, Yongxiang felt that the little devil was ready to make a move on Shanhaiguan.

"Kill them!" Dechang knew that once the devils got this data, the possibility of Shanhaiguan being hit by a shell increased a lot.

"No!" Yongxiang pondered: "If you kill them, the little devil will send people." We're going to find out the artillery positions that the little devils are going to set up and attack them when they arrive! ”

"Brilliant plan! The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the little devil flies into the sky with his own cannonball to relieve his hatred! Dechang's voice unconsciously became a little louder, and Yongxiang stared at him before he came to his senses.

Dechang, who was feeling embarrassed, suddenly heard the sound of airplanes in the sky. He scolded viciously: "The little devil is ready to come together in the sky and the earth, no wonder the national army can't hold such a natural danger as the Great Wall!" ”

"Is it not only heaven and earth? The navy of the island nation is even more powerful! Yongxiang raised his head and looked at the fighter with the plaster flag printed with the binoculars.

In the early thirties, the aircraft were not advanced. In general, fighter planes only have machine-gun fire, and artillery fire has not yet been applied to aircraft. However, China's industry is backward, and the aircraft is almost considered the most powerful thing to them.

The Blood Wolf Squad carries anti-aircraft machine guns, and even the sniper rifles they are equipped with can knock planes down, let alone using anti-aircraft machine guns! Because, the little devil is arrogant and flies very low, and the blood wolf team has carried out live-fire exercises on how to fight planes since the early days of training.

The planes in the sky were roaring, and the blood wolf warriors hidden on the ground mountain looked greedily at the place where the commander was invisible. Yongxiang knew that the fighters wanted to knock down the plane, which would increase their merits.

After three consecutive circles around the three customs, the plane finally left. But the five pesky surveyors at Yamashita walked straight to the place where they were invisible. The warriors stared closely at the devil's footsteps, crouched on the ground and quietly held the military thorn in their hands.

Yongxiang calmed down, as long as the devil took one step further, he had to give an order to kill them!

In the tenth winter, although there is no snow on the mountain, there are no leaves and weeds to hide. The blood wolf team in black leather suits, the little devils can find them when they look up!

It's a pity that this group of people only looked into the distance, but they didn't expect that there was a powerful wolf pack hidden under their feet and nearby—the Tiger Wolf Division!

Horn Mountain, the top is a large flat top, flat and wide can sit hundreds of people. The little devil walked up and began to eat dry food and rest, and the warriors had to continue to lie on the ground and continue to lurk on the ice-like ground.

The little devil refused to leave, and the soldiers waited very anxiously for the order to attack. But Yongxiang never spoke, and the trigger in his hand was not released. As if he had rested enough, the little devil picked up the measuring instrument and walked down the mountain.

"Take two fighters with you, and make sure you understand where their positions are!" Yongxiang let go of his fingers that were clinging to the trigger and gave an order to Dechang beside him.

"Understood!" Dechang stretched out two fingers, and the two warriors followed him in the direction of the devil's departure.

The little devil walked on the front foot, and Wen Liang came back with the fighters of the third squadron. Yongxiang said dissatisfiedly: "Gone for so long? ”

"Captain, there are detective posts five miles away from here, and we almost got involved with them!" Wen Liang explained, and handed over the data in his hand to Yongxiang.

"You went to scout the deployment of the Japanese army?" Yongxiang looked at the things in his hand and asked the squadron leader sitting on the hillside in surprise.

"yes!" Wen Liang said with a hippie smile: "The little devil occupies the intersection and we can't come back, so just take the opportunity to look at their arrangement behind us!" ”

"Okay, I've got you credited!" Yongxiang smashed his fist on Wen Liang's shoulder, and excitedly raised the information in his hand: "Send a report to the commander and report the place where the Japanese army secretly gathered!" ”

"Captain, your reward is too powerful, let's give it to me a few times less." Wen Liang gritted his teeth and grinned, he didn't expect Yongxiang to be so ruthless.

"Hahahaha!" Yongxiang didn't mean it, but looked at the intelligence and sent out all his strength with joy for a while.

In Zhuanghe County, Zheng Xiaoxu walked into Hu Zhiyong's living room and felt that the atmosphere here was unusual. He was being pointed at the muzzle of an ambushed sniper, and his sixth sense gave him an idea of how heavily defended the place was.

Zheng Xiaoxu, who has served as Guangxi's frontier minister, Anhui and Guangdong's envoys, and Hunan's political envoy, is familiar with this kind of murderous atmosphere. Don't look at him as a literati, his courage is also very comparable.

"The Prime Minister came to my door in person, and it really made me shine."

Penglong: weaving fluffy grass and wattle bamboo as the door, describing the poor family. It adds brilliance to the cold door, and is mostly used as a polite word for guests to come to the house, or to give calligraphy and paintings that can be hung.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiaoxu is a very clever calligrapher and painting master, and he said with an idea: "Okay, I brought Mobao when I came, and it is not difficult to send you a few calligraphy and paintings!" ”

Zheng Xiaoxu's calligraphy is a very distinctive modern calligrapher, known for his good calligraphy. Later, he learned Wei Bei and participated in the method of Zhang Yuzhao to form a style of clear, strong and condensed.

When Hu Zhiyong heard that he was going to paint, he laughed and said, "Okay! One of your paintings can sell for a lot of money, and I'm going to see it today! ”

Zheng Xiaoxu insisted on painting in the courtyard, firstly, because the architectural style here had the style of Europe and the United States, and secondly, he wanted to see how long the ambushed people could last. Hu Zhiyong couldn't hold on, so he had to be lifted out of the table. After cutting the coffee and hot tea, I took out three different brands of cigarettes.

Zheng Xiaoxu was not surprised by Hu Zhiyong's magnanimity. He took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the hands of his entourage, and unfolded it, and said with a smile: "What do you want me to draw?" ”

"Wolves!"

"Wolves?" Zheng Xiaoxu wondered, everyone else paints dragons, tigers, and landscapes, why did this kid give him such a big problem?

Hu Zhiyong pursed his lips and smiled, he knew that this great calligrapher and painting master had seen wolves, but he had not carefully observed the charm of wolves. He took off the golden Buddha from his neck, handed it to Zheng Xiaoxu and said, "There is a wolf totem at the bottom, you draw it for me!" ”

Those who paint are all learned from copying, and Zheng Xiaoxu has a real picture to put his mind at ease. I saw him carefully look at the wolf pattern, pick up the pen and start another masterpiece of his.

"Er Cao is dressed in sheep's clothing, and he has eaten grass. The sheep are gradually thinning, and they are full day by day. Zheng Xiaoxu finished painting, looked up and recited the poem to the title.

"Slow!" Hu Zhiyong stopped, smiled and said, "Although the poem you read is good, I don't like it." I'll think of one for you! ”

"Okay, Sanshao also knows poetry?" Zheng Xiaoxu seemed to have met a bosom friend, and smiled at what good sentences Hu Zhiyong could read.

"A dark hair is a clump of ravines, and a thousand miles away recognize the heavy pupils. The clouds are alone in the frost and the morning moon, and the wild is lonely in the snowy wind. Death can still force tigers and leopards, and the danger is not afraid of bears. Ju Xu was named a general, and he hated the title of the dog. ”

This poem [Xuan Wolf] is Hu Zhiyong's favorite sentence in his previous life. Zheng Xiaoxu listened to every word he recited, and his body couldn't help but shudder. The domineering, cunning and bloodthirsty character of the wolf is vividly reflected in the verses.

"With the wolf totem on the table, this work is a good work in my life!" Zheng Xiaoxu sighed, waving the wolf and writing out the verses read by Hu Zhiyong.

This painting is admired by everyone in the courtyard. Shi Yinshi couldn't put it down and refused to throw it away. Zheng Xiaoxu always looked at the surrounding rooftops, and he didn't notice where the killing aura came from for so long.

"What a master!" Zheng Xiaoxu secretly admired that he wanted to fight with the snipers!

With the first pair of wolf calligraphy and painting, Zheng Xiaoxu unfolded his pen and ink and kept creating. Hu Zhiyong wondered: "This old man is a painting idiot?" How long are you going to paint in the yard on such a cold day? ”

Zheng Xiaoxu was also secretly complaining in his heart. After a few paintings, his legs were shaking, and his fingers could barely grasp his decades-old buddy. But he didn't believe in how much endurance and courage it took to lie on his stomach for hours without moving.

The lights were turned on brightly, and the old man had no intention of giving up. Hu Zhiyong had no choice but to stop: "My Mr. Prime Minister, I have already painted ten pictures!" ”

"Hey, I'm defeated!" Hu Zhiyong just didn't say it, Zheng Xiaoxu couldn't hold on. He took the opportunity to throw away the wolf hair in his hand, looked around and said, "Let your masters come out, I want to see their demeanor!" ”

"Hahahaha!" Only then did Hu Zhiyong understand that the old man was attracted by the murderous aura and was competing with the soldiers for endurance. He shouted, and saw six people in camouflage appear around him.

"Come down, Mr. Prime Minister wants to see you."

"Yes!" When the soldiers appeared, the special task force that followed Zheng Xiaoxu was taken aback. They were arrogant, and they were the best masters of kung fu selected by Manchukuo from all the troops. Unexpectedly, there were such strong gunmen in the small place of Zhuanghe, and once they started to fight them, their lives would have been over!

"Well, that's good!" Zheng Xiaoxu looked at the sniper's weapons, equipment and figure, and praised it.

"Mr. Zheng, your wish has been fulfilled, it's time for us to go to dinner!" Hu Zhiyong kept laughing, and he admired the old man for having such a strong sixth sense. From this point, he knew that the warriors' heat was not good, and he didn't know that if he met a master, he would be exposed in advance.

"Slow!" The deputy captain of the special task force was from the Kwantung Army's spy team, and he seemed to have grasped Hu Zhiyong's handle, and said with bad intentions: "Where did your sniper rifle come from?" The imperial army that died near Mukden was not done by these people! ”

The air was extremely tense, Zheng Xiaoxu looked at Hu Zhiyong worriedly, and thought suspiciously: "Is it really related to them?" ”

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