"Third brother."

"Commander."

"Solved?"

"It's solved, these little devils are sleeping soundly, and I don't know what dreams they are having, they cut it with a knife, and there is no movement immediately, third brother, this is the devil's communication department, obediently, so many radio stations, and telephones!" Li Hai was full of joy, "Move these things back, and we'll send them out." ”

Han Feng said: "These equipment are good, but they are too bulky, we are surrounded by enemies here, and we can't find a stable and long-term stationing place at all, it is inconvenient to carry these things, and it is easier to be exposed, after the battle, we will blow up this place directly." ”

"Blown up? Third brother, it's a pity. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, you all don't talk yet." Han Feng said and dialed the phone, and during the day, he tried to talk to the east-facing turret, remembering the fixed dial.

After a moment of waiting, something came from the phone, "Hey? ”

Han Feng lowered his voice and said in Japanese: "The phone is urgently repaired, and the people from the communication department will come over at night, so you can prepare." ”

"What?" There was confusion on the other end of the phone, and of course Han Feng couldn't explain, so he hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng also dialed the phone number of the turret in the north, south and west.

"Haizi, squad leader, did you bring the devil's clothes you prepared?"

Li Hai said with a smile: "Third brother, I brought it all, it is still the yellow leather coat I got from the last attack on Tanghebu, the devil's body is short, but I picked this fit for a long time." ”

"Wear well, stake, you two are guarding the Ministry of Communications, and if someone comes, they will be slaughtered directly."

"Yes."

"Let's go."

Han Feng led the team and soon arrived at the Dongxiang Turret, when the searchlight came over, Li Hai lowered his head slightly, and the sentries could only see their silhouettes, as well as the yellow clothes that were said to be their own.

Han Feng shouted, "It's me, Jiro Konoe, who came to help repair the telephone line." ”

The Japanese puppets in the turret had only seen Han Feng during the day, and they were quite impressed by this humorous young man with a deep background, so they naturally lost their vigilance, and the door of the turret opened.

In the middle of the night, most of the defenders were already asleep, and only the sentry on duty at night remained, and when the sentry saw Han Feng, before he could say hello, he was caught off guard by Han Feng and wiped his neck, and the commandos immediately rushed in.

The alarm room was first controlled, followed by a massacre of the Japanese puppet soldiers in their sleep, and after ten minutes, the entire turret was successfully occupied by the commandos, and one group stayed behind to guard.

"Da Niu, I'll leave it to you here, Duan Peng, the other groups should also be in place, let's rush over immediately."

"Yes."

Immediately afterwards, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, Han Feng took the lead in deceiving the door of the turret, and then the commandos infiltrated the turret to slaughter.

The moon crossed most of the arc in the sky, and at about two o'clock in the morning, it was the moment when the Japanese puppet army and the people in the tribe were most asleep.

The assault team had a total of thirty-two people, divided into four groups, and a group of eight people guarded the turret, waiting for the follow-up of the regimental army in the east of the regiment.

At half past two in the morning, the news was transmitted to Xu Zilin, the political commissar who had approached the east gate of the eastern tribe, and Sun Desheng, the monk who was approaching the south gate, and Dong Chenghai, the three battalion commanders who were approaching the north gate.

The battle to attack the eastern tribes of central Liaoning was about to break out, but unfortunately, the Japanese puppet army of the entire eastern tribe still knew nothing about it.

The four turrets in the east, west, north and south almost welcomed the soldiers of the Far Eastern Regiment into the city.

The moment she finally saw Han Feng, Xu Zilin lost her mind for a while, and she almost couldn't help but hug her.

Han Feng smiled: "Old Xu, I know I have given you another surprise, first defeat this tribe, let's talk about the old days before we talk about it." ”

The soldiers were high-spirited, and they all threw themselves to the ground in their hearts who admired the ability of the regiment commander, and this time they came back and directly and quietly killed the door guard of the eastern tribe, and the entire eastern tribe is now like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

In order to avoid the sacrifice of the Far Eastern regiment, the fighters fought a night raid this time.

Han Feng had already explained Xu Zilin's battle arrangements in his letters, the people living in the Red Department (red brick house) were all Yue himself, the other houses were Manchurian people, and the outermost red brick house was occupied by puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers.

At the beginning of the battle, there was no doubt that the soldiers rushed in with bayonets and took the Japanese puppet soldiers first.

The monk kicked open the door, and as soon as the two devils jumped up in fright, he stabbed a transparent hole.

Almost no gunfire was heard during the entire night attack, and the Japanese puppet soldiers on the periphery of the Red Department were cleaned up.

But then he ran into trouble, not to mention ordinary soldiers, the commander of the first battalion, Sun Desheng, rushed into a room, and was stunned after he just raised his bayonet to kill the man, and there was a woman and two children, how could this be killed?

There was no way, so I had to let the soldiers take the child and the woman into custody first, and then say, the regiment commander said that these were all Yu himself, and even the man he killed was just a peasant of Yu Ben.

But these peasants immediately got into trouble, and some soldiers rushed into the house, and the peasants of the pioneer regiment were not low in combat effectiveness, and kicked off the rifles in the hands of the soldiers of the Far Eastern Regiment, and the two men scuffled together, and then the first gunshot completely broke the peace of the eastern tribe, and the sudden sound woke up the entire tribe in this silent night.

At about six o'clock in the morning, when the sky was already dawning, the Manchurian people of the eastern tribes were shocked to find that the tribe had quietly changed masters.

"Don't be afraid, we are the team of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, the Eighth Route Army, the army of our Chinese, and the people's soldiers." When Han Feng stood up and shouted such a slogan, the people of Manchuria who were gathered were full of disbelief.

Chen Laohan and the others, who had seen Han Feng, looked stunned, "Isn't that the one himself?" It turned out that he was the Eighth Route Army. ”

Tanaka was not killed, he was detained in the crowd of the pioneer group at this moment, he looked at Han Feng with an angry face, and scolded in Japanese: "It turns out that you are a spy, you damn spy." ”

Saying that, this guy who was obviously a farmer rushed towards Han Feng with anger.

Bang –

The gunshot rang out, and Tanaka fell under Duan Peng's gun, "Damn, is this little devil peasant also so brutal?" Damn it. ”

The teenage Mu Jie also did not show the horror of ordinary children, seeing that his father was killed, he actually rushed out of the crowd and hugged Duan Peng's thigh and gnawed it, Duan Peng was stunned for a while, he was bitten coldly, he wanted to push the child away, who knew that Mu Jie actually pulled out the gun on Duan Peng's waist, such a sudden action, even Duan Peng didn't have time to be careful.

Mu Jie opened the safety of the Wang Ba box as soon as possible, and was about to aim at Duan Peng, bang——, Han Feng's gunshot rang out immediately, and the pistol Mu Jie was holding slipped from his hand......