Although Luo Yun's boring daily tasks caused great trouble to the person in charge of the special high school in Beiping, and even caused him to be suspicious, the Japanese army's plan for the battle of Xuzhou was still unswerving.

But there was a problem on the rear transportation line of the Japanese army.

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January 8th.

Location: Tunzigou.

A group of about 300 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army lay in ambush in the grass around the road, and this group of soldiers hid deep in the shadow of the grass and the ground, quietly watching the road in the distance.

They are only one hundred and ten meters from the road.

Here was the ambush position of the 713 Separate Regiment.

The 713 Independent Regiment, one of the three regiments planned by the 119th Division, the commander is Peng Xuefeng, 36 years old this year, who has been in the army for more than ten years, and is also the old Eighth Road that has come all the way from the grassland and snow mountains.

At this time, the regiment commander was wearing a brand-new woolen coat, holding a telescope and looking at the road in the distance, smoking a cigarette in his mouth.

"Commander, give me a puff of this American cigarette."

Beside Peng Xuefeng, his guards did not remind the smoke that would destroy the concealment of the troops, but looked at the cigarette in the hand of the regiment commander with blank eyes, and his mouth did not hide his hope, and his rough face was full of expectation.

"Look at you

After glancing at the guard who was looking at him with contempt in his mouth, he first took a hard puff of cigarette, and the cigarette that was originally less than half of it burned at once, and then he handed the cigarette to the guard behind him.

The guards didn't care about the sudden slap from the regiment commander, he was used to being beaten by the regiment commander because of his clumsiness, and he reached out to take the cigarette and smoked it, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the mist, with obvious enjoyment on his face.

After a few puffs, he finished smoking only half of the cigarette, pressed it on the ground and extinguished the cigarette butt, and the guard first glanced at the empty road in the distance, and found that there was no trace of the devil before asking his own commander.

"Regiment Commander, can you and us ambush the devil convoy with such a small number of people? A convoy of devils has a reinforced team of devils plus more than a hundred guards of the puppet army."

The guards were a little worried, he had a deep understanding of the devil's combat effectiveness, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his body was strong, and his martial arts could not be approached by three or five people, because of a chance, he fought with the devil half a year ago.

At that time, he used a red tassel spear, and the devil used a bayonet because he ran out of bullets.

The cold weapon is an inch long and an inch strong, and the devil is conceited by relying on the large number of people, first he singled out the red tassel spear and was half a body longer than the bayonet, so this devil was stabbed to death by him in three moves.

These three moves also let the devil know his strength, and then the three devils swarmed up.

Three moves to slash a devil, the guard felt that the devil was nothing more than that, so he took the initiative to attack, as a melee martial arts master, he understood that the most important point of the enemy is to master the rhythm of the battle.

And with the strength of the devil just now, the three of them together are definitely not his opponents.

But that time the devil taught him a deep lesson, so that he understood what is a team and what is cooperation.

The three devils finished in the shape of a glyph, one attack, one defense and one harassment, and the three of them stabbed back and forth, beating him with a disgraced face, and there were more than a dozen cuts all over his body, and only one of the devils was slightly injured. If it weren't for the subsequent arrival of Peng Xuefeng, the head of the 713 Independent Regiment, then he would definitely have become a ghost under the devil's knife.

So, he couldn't help but worry.

The more devils there are, the stronger their combat effectiveness, and a team of devils, according to past experience, needs a battalion of troops to compete, and there are still a hundred pairs of puppet troops on the devil's side.

This can't be beaten!

Hearing the frustrated words of his own guard, the regiment commander, who was looking into the distance, put down the binoculars, turned around and slapped his new guard on the head.

"Stupid, how many of us are there?" He cursed under his breath.

"Two companies of 309 people" the guard said with a straight finger, as the regiment commander's guard, he naturally knew this kind of information very well.

"How many devils are there?" The head of the regiment continued to ask.

"There are 102 devils in a reinforced team, and 129 puppet soldiers in a company, and the devils are from Dongzhuang," recalling the devil information reported in the combat meeting, the guard answered truthfully.

"If it was a month ago, then more than 300 of us really couldn't beat more than 200 people"

The head of the regiment lit another cigarette, first took a puff of smoke, and then said slowly.

"After all, we are too far behind the devil in firepower, and the training of the troops is also poor."

"But it's different now, look at it, you went to the headquarters to study for two months, our group has changed a lot."

The head of the regiment's tone was mysterious.

About half an hour later, a convoy of devils drove over from the road in the distance, and by this time the regiment commander had already stopped smoking, his eyes were sharp and he was looking at the convoy of devils, and the shell gun in his hand had already opened the nose.

The guard also looked at the devil, looking at the crooked machine gun on the first car in the row, and the guard was still a little worried.

He went to the headquarters to study for two months, and although it is not clear what has changed in the regiment in the past two months, it is impossible to raise the combat effectiveness of the troops by several notches at once.

"Fight" Just when the guards were still confused, the devil had already walked to the ambush position of the 713 Independent Regiment.

"Fire",

With Peng Xuefeng's roar, more than three hundred people around him began to shoot at the same time.

Boom Boom...

Along with it, there were ten violent explosions on the road, because right in the center of the explosion, the devil car at the head of the row was blown to pieces, and the crooked man standing on the roof of the car flew at the highest point.

The guard looked at the crooked handle flying on his head, and felt distressed in his heart.

This is a machine gun, how nice it would be if it was captured, a machine gun is comparable to a platoon of soldiers.

Then at this time, the distressed guards suddenly discovered the strangeness of the battlefield, although it was only half a year in the exhibition, but he also participated in the ambush war more than ten times, generally speaking, the regular process of ambush warfare is to bury nearly dozens of kilograms of black powder bombs on the ground. After waiting for the bombs to interrupt the enemy's formation, they fired from machine guns and rifles, and then rushed up with bayonets to see red.

But this time...

First of all, the explosion was too powerful, and this ambush made ten explosion points, which were distributed equally, one of which he buried himself, and he was sure that the pile of explosives was only five kilograms at most.

Baby··

It's been ten minutes, why are you still shooting.

Turning his head to look at his comrades around him suspiciously, he realized that there were fifteen machine guns on their position, and they had been firing suddenly, without worrying about running out of ammunition. As for the rest of the comrades-in-arms, each of them held a 38 big cover, relying on the pre-prepared position, and shooting at the devil.

The devils and puppet soldiers who lack cover on the highway are messing around, and the ten explosions at the beginning have already made the devils chaotic.

An hour and a half later the battle ended.

The 713 Separate Regiment suffered 72 casualties, of which 42 were killed and 30 were wounded.

The Japanese army lost 52 people, the puppet army killed 90 people, and the rest fled.

In this battle, the 371st Regiment captured 32 rifles (there was a lot of damage in the battle), 1 crooked machine gun, and 1072 rounds of ammunition.