"Big brother, smoke a cigarette."

Pan Ren took out the old knife and handed one to Ge Fugui.

"No, it's on fire these days." Ge Fugui waved his hand and said, "My throat hurts." ”

Pan Ren took back the cigarette, took out the self-fire and lit it for himself, took a puff beautifully, and said, "Big brother, in fact, such a day seems to be quite good." ”

"Every day, good cigarettes and good wine are served, and good food is eaten."

"Anyway, Taiyuan City is high and deep, and the Eighth Road can't attack it."

"When the eight roads retreat, after receiving the bonus, you can go to Yicui Building to find a little peach to make a shot."

"Look at your beauty." Ge Fugui didn't have a good breath and said, "You really want to receive the bonus of the imperial army on a dog day?" ”

"Why don't Japanese people talk and don't count?" Pan Ren glared and said, "Commander Shinozuka said that he guarded Taiyuan, 10 oceans per person!" ”

"50 yuan for officers above the platoon!"

Ge Fugui said: "I'm not saying that the imperial army's words don't count, but ......"

Speaking of this, Ge Fugui stopped and didn't say any more, because he was also afraid.

But Pan Ren, who was stunned, said what Ge Fugui didn't finish: "Big brother, are you worried that Taiyuan City can't hold it?" Not really. ”

"The Eighth Route Army fought for a long time, and they couldn't even get close to the city wall, let alone go to the city."

"In my opinion, the Eighth Route Army is also capable of this, and it is okay to attack stronghold turrets, but to fight a fortified city like Taiyuan, they also have to be blind."

"Wait until tomorrow, as soon as the 110th Division from Zhengding arrives, the Eighth Route will be ready to run."

"Tomorrow?" Ge Fugui shook his head and said worriedly, "Do you really think that the 110th Division will be able to arrive tomorrow?" ”

Pan Ren said: "Even if the 110th Division can't catch up tomorrow, it doesn't matter, it's just a few more days to defend it, just with the more than ten meters high city wall of Taiyuan City, our 8th mixed brigade will have no problem guarding for half a month." ”

"What are you talking about, keep it for half a month?" Ge Fugui said, "What a big breath." ”

As he was talking, a dense burst of gunfire and explosions suddenly sounded outside Beicheng Pass.

Ge Fugui was startled, and immediately jumped up, put his hand on the awning and looked in the direction of Beichengguan.

It's a pity that this is nighttime, and it is pitch black inside and outside the city, and nothing can be seen at all.

After a while, Wan Yong also hurriedly went to the west gate of Shuixi and asked the two, "What's the matter, where is this gunshot?" ”

Pan Ren directly turned his face away, ignoring Wan Yong, Ge Fugui said: "Battalion commander, it is the gunfire in the direction of Beicheng Pass, it is estimated that the Eighth Route Army has come to reinforce and surrounded Beicheng Pass." ”

"Fuck." Wan Yong said miserably, "This is completely over." ”

Surrounded on all sides, even if you want to escape, it is impossible, there is no way to live.

As he was talking, the street outside the dry west gate diagonally opposite suddenly lit up with fire.

What's the situation? Wan Yong, Ge Fugui and Pan Ren hurriedly looked back.

I saw that under the light of the torches, a group of Eighth Route Army was picking up hoes and holding brooms, which seemed to be leveling and sweeping the streets outside the West Gate.

"What's going on?"

Wan Yong and Ge Fugui looked at each other.

Pan Ren said: "Could it be that some senior official of the Eighth Route Army is coming?" That's why the Eighth Route Army leveled the streets overnight and sprinkled the streets with clean water? It seems to be sung like this in the play. ”

As soon as the words fell, a large group of Eighth Route Army came.

These Eighth Route Army carried a large basket on their backs.

The basket is filled with green bricks and loess.

Those Eighth Route Army poured the green bricks and loess to the bridgehead of the Dry Ximen Bridge, and then left again.

Then, another group of Eighth Route Army came, but this group of Eighth Route Army all had brick knives in their hands, and then began to build a brick wall at the east bridgehead of the Hanximen Bridge.

No, it's not a wall.

Because the brick walls on both sides were less than a foot high, the Eighth Route Army poured loess into it.

Then, I don't know where to find a few wooden hammers for ramming earth, and I started ramming the earth.

Ge Fugui, Wan Yong and Pan Ren were completely stunned, how could the Eighth Route Army run to the bridgehead of the Ximen Bridge to repair the road? Which one is this singing?

……

In the blink of an eye, more than two hours have passed.

It was past ten o'clock in the night.

Yoshio Shinozuka also took Takayoshi Tanaka, Norio Nozawa and a few guards to the Mizunishi Gate.

Wan Yong hurriedly took Ge Fugui, Pan Ren and several other company platoon commanders to meet him and greeted him flatteringly: "Taijun! ”

Yoshio Shinozuka just waved his hand, then walked to the head of the city, and looked outside the dry west gate with the stack of plates, at this time, the "broken road" on the dry west gate bridge has been basically completed.

The Eighth Route Army was ramming the earth with a wooden hammer to make the final leveling.

Not only the newly built dead-end road on the Hanximen Bridge, but even the pavement of the Hanximen Outer Street on the west side of the bridge was also paved with a layer of loess, and then tamped and tamped.

Yoshio Shinozuka was also stunned when he saw this scene.

"Yaga!" Takayoshi Tanaka frowned and said, "What is the Eighth Route Army doing?" ”

Yoshio Shinozuka's brows were also subconsciously frowned, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Human beings, no matter what their identity or status, have this problem.,There is always an inexplicable fear of the unknown.,Yoshio Shinozuka is no exception.。

It wasn't until the Eighth Route Army pushed a Type 97 attack plane onto the street outside the Hanxi Gate that Yoshio Shinozuka finally reacted to what the Eighth Route Army wanted to do.

"Yaga!"

Takayoshi Tanaka also reacted.

"Your Excellency Commander, they are going to ram the city wall with the Type 97 attack aircraft!"

Wan Yong, Ge Fugui and a few of them were still confused, flying a plane to hit the city wall?

This idea is good, but the question is, will anyone fly a plane just for the group of mud-legged people of the Eighth Route Army?

Yoshio Shinozuka didn't think so, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Order the artillery to carry out unlimited artillery bombardment on the street outside the dry West Gate, and you must destroy this runway!" ”

Nozawa Norio said: "There is a city wall to cover it, and the artillery can't hit the street outside the dry West Gate!" ”

"Yaga!" Yoshio Shinozuka said angrily, "Then move the mountain artillery and infantry artillery to the city, we must destroy the runway, and we must not let the Eighth Route Army drive the Type 97 attack aircraft!" ”

"Hello!" Nozawa went in a hurry.

It's just that before the devil artillery arrived, the Eighth Route Army was already ready.

I saw that the Eighth Route Army filled the fuel tanks of the Type 97 attack planes with aviation kerosene, and forcibly mounted two 250-kilogram bombs under the belly of the plane.

Seeing this, Yoshio Shinozuka's face turned green.

"Yaga, these crazy people!" Yoshio Shinozuka gritted his teeth and said, "The Type 97 attack aircraft can only carry a 250-kilogram bomb!" They actually hung two of them! ”

Then, the Eighth Route Army pushed the Type 97 attack plane onto the runway.

A few seconds later, the Type 97 attack plane began to slide, and after taxiing for about 400 meters, it had already rushed to the west bridgehead of the Hanximen Bridge, and then jumped up violently against the "dead-end runway" on the Hanximen Bridge!

It was a little crooked when I jumped, but I finally took off!