The focus of the martial arts team was to keep an eye on the whereabouts of Zhao Diangui and several backbone spies, and activated all intelligence systems for this purpose. This also made everyone gather firewood and the flame was high, the strength was concentrated, the goal was determined, and the arrow was fast and ruthless. When it was just dark, the information arrived, and Zhao Diangui was going back to his home in Luozhuang's stronghold that night to spend the night.

Zhao Diangui originally lived in the earthen enclosure of Xu Guanwu in Caitun, since he became the special captain of the county, he also knew that he was guilty, and the anti-Japanese forces of the Eighth Route Army would not spare him, so he moved his family to a stronger stronghold in Luozhuang, and never went out alone, and followed the large army when he went out.

Luozhuang stronghold, this is one of the strongest strongholds in Wuping County, the two regiments of the regular troops of the Eighth Route Army attacked for three days and three nights, but they did not capture Luozhuang stronghold. Han Xing knew that it would not work with his own team, so it could only be a night attack, and with the ability of the martial arts team, it would be a matter of whether his "claws" were hard or not.

Han Xing, Wu Xiaoming, Li Dazhong and four other soldiers, as well as a guide from the district squadron, had a full meal in the evening and quietly marched towards the Luozhuang stronghold.

In the north, sorghum and corn are everywhere, and in addition to the sorghum rice at the head of the ear, the stalk is also the so-called straw, which is a good material for weaving various containers and building houses. Corn, in addition to its mallet, which is the staple food of humans and animals, its pole can burn fires, and it is also the main feed for large livestock.

Every summer, the millet, corn and red sorghum grown on the Great Plains form a new green yarn tent with the green people of the plains, arm in arm. This is the great forest of the Northeast, and this is the battlefield of guerrilla warfare on the plains.

Step into the lush and mesmerizing green gauze tent and enjoy the fragrant scent of the green straw. During the day, it is the world of "knowing" and gnats, and the hotter the day, the more they can play beautiful music.

At night, it is the world of plants, and the crisp "rattling" sound of these lovely creatures when they "pull out the joints", you can definitely feel the magnificence of the growth process of all things in the universe - it is the most exciting rallying cry issued by the creatures who are not to be outdone, and it is also a song of life that touches the world one after another!

The ghostly night, like the skin of a dream, silky, thin as wings, can be broken at the touch of a button, but it is as vast as an upside-down sea, drowning everything.

The night is the mother of the day and its destination. The night is a breeding ground for life. The vast majority of new life in the world is probably born in the dark of night.

The meaning of night to life is self-evident. It seems to have a mysterious power that can calm all the noise and turmoil between heaven and earth, soothe all the sorrow and pain in the world, restore the lost vitality, and add more energy.

Night and day, like life and death, are undemanding, and they are both "festivals that are bound to come".

The ink-like night seems to overflow from our souls and black hair.

Han Xing has been speculating about where the night began. Mountains in the distance, rivers and bends in the distance, or villages? None of them seem to be exact. When you realize that night falls, there is no escape. Unlike mountain clouds, they don't stay a few meters away from you, and there is no room for maneuver at all.

When the Luozhuang stronghold arrived, the first obstacle was to cross the trench, and the Luozhuang stronghold was also afraid that someone would touch the camp at night, so there were no crops planted twenty meters outside the first trench. But with such an excessive distance, it is doubtful that the enemy patrolling the wall will be able to see the trench.

This trench is five meters wide and three meters deep, straight up and down, and there is stinky water in the trench, and ordinary people can't jump over it at all.

The guide of the district squadron had already prepared, he got into the green gauze tent, and after a while, he carried a long bamboo pole and put it on both ends of the trench. Wu Xiaoming carried all the equipment on his back, there were more than ten catties, he looked at the trench, quietly retreated, and then ran a few steps, one took off, jumped over the trench, jumped on the end of the trench, and with this force, his body rolled, dissolved the momentum, and then quietly lay on the ground.

Han Xing shouted in his heart: "Good kung fu." ”

Li Dazhong snorted: "This is also the class to get an axe, look at me!" He also took a few steps back, in addition to the equipment, there was also a big rope, he ran a few steps, and then took off into the air, also crossed this trench, and then lay down with Wu Xiaoming. That means, "I'm okay!" ”

Wu Xiaoming ignored him and was watching the enemy on the wall.

The rest of the martial arts team, one by one, jumped over the trench without bamboo poles. In the end, only Han Xing and the guide of the district squadron remained.

Han Xingxin said, it turns out that this bamboo pole is also prepared for himself, and there is that guide, others don't need it at all!

It was not so easy to climb over this bamboo pole, so Han Xing had to slowly grasp the bamboo pole, like a bucket, and slowly crawled towards the side of the trench. That is, he is young, and the body of the predecessor is still quite thin, if he is really a big fat man, then he really can't climb over.

If you fall into the trench, it will be troublesome, not only will you get stinky water, but the "plop" sound will also expose the target and declare the failure of the operation.

The guide from the district squadron also climbed over the bamboo pole, and the eight of them looked at the second barrier, the high wall.

Fifty meters from the trench was a wall four meters high.

Every 100 meters or so of the wall, a bright torch was lit, and although the wall was not as bright as daytime, it was impossible to hide people. Every five or six minutes, a patrol group comes. There were three members of this patrol group, all carrying bayonets and rifles, and while patrolling, they had the courage to shout: "The wall is safe, the wall is safe—"

That is, it is necessary to pass through the fence within five minutes, otherwise, as soon as the patrol arrives, it will be spotted immediately.

Wu Xiaoming discussed with Han Xing: "Commander Han, I think you don't want to cross the wall!" The people who need to be answered here, you can answer here, okay? ”

Han Xing vetoed: "No, just the eight of us, advance and retreat together." ”

Wu Xiaoming couldn't resist Han Xing, so he had to stop talking. But in his heart, he was saying, "Commander Han, you are a burden to follow us!" ”

The top of the wall was brightly shaking, and from time to time a patrol was seen passing, and not far away, another patrol was coming this way.

As soon as a patrol team walked by, Li Dazhong stood up and lowered his bundle of big ropes from his back, and there was a three-pronged hook on the big rope, that is, no matter how the hook was thrown, there were always two ends that could be hung on the wall. Li Dazhong turned the hook twice in his hand, and then with a "woo", he threw the hook onto the wall and hung it on the wall of Sanhetu.

Li Dazhong dragged it and dragged it, it was quite difficult, Li Dazhong climbed to the top of the wall with three strokes and five divisions, and then quickly threw off the rope head, and the martial arts team members climbed to the top of the wall one by one.

Han Xing was the last to climb up, and he saw that the top of this wall was about three meters wide, and there were battlements on both sides, and there were gaps in the battlements for soldiers to shoot. Li Dazhong hung the three-pronged hook on the inner battlement, then threw the rope head into the wall, and climbed down first.

The martial arts team members climbed down one by one, Li Dazhong finally grabbed the rope, emptied a section, and then shook his hand, the power of the rope was like a snake, churning in the air, and finally passed to the body of the three-pronged hook.

At this time, another patrol of the puppet army came from the top of the wall.

The eight men held their breath and waited for the puppet army patrol to pass, and the second obstacle was finally passed.

There is also a trench not far ahead, which is also Luo Zhaorong's shrewdness. Even after crossing the first trench and climbing over the wall, this trench was enough to stop many people.

But as a member of the martial arts team, I don't take this trench to heart, because it is only two meters wide and more than one meter deep, and there is no water in the trench. The members of the martial arts team jumped over one by one, and then entered the darker Luozhuang Village.

Luozhuang Village has really been renovated, don't look at the gates one by one, but these gates can't enter, and it's a dead end to enter. From time to time, there are small holes half a person high, and here is the Ecstasy Array. Those who don't understand the bureau don't dare to enter, and they don't know where they can get in.

But the guide understood, and he removed a corn stalk (a corn stalk bundled together) that was blocked outside the small hole, and got into it, and the martial arts team members followed it one by one, just like a slippery gopher. The guide led the martial arts team members to turn three times and two times, turning one courtyard after another, turning one alley after another, and really confused Han Xing, and then came to Zhao Diangui's house.

The guide made a gesture, which meant that this was Zhao Diangui's house.

Han Xing looked at the surrounding environment, and more than twenty meters away from Zhao Diangui's house, there was a cannon building. It can also be said that as long as there is movement in this courtyard, the machine guns on the turret are quickly suppressed.

Han Xing nodded, such a "sophisticated technical work" can only be called Li Dazhong and Wu Xiaoming. Li Dazhong and Wu Xiaoming both took off their shoes and went barefoot, which was also afraid of alarming the people sleeping in the yard.

Li Dazhong lay on the ground, Wu Xiaoming stepped on him, and suddenly jumped onto the wall more than one person high. Wu Xiaoming came down from the wall, and Li Dazhong also jumped down. Even Wu Xiaoming didn't hear it, there was a slight sound behind him.