Chapter 8 Wang Er Mazi

In Niujiagou Village, outside Shexian County, the captain of the 29th Division's transport team was paralyzed on the ground panting for breath, and there were four grenade boxes beside him. Behind the captain of the transport, each of the convoy members was in this position, sticking out their tongues and panting, and each team member also had two or three grenade boxes next to them.

As for the main force of the transport team, more than 100 mules were also carrying camels full of boxes of various ammunition and weapons.

There were 230 members of the convoy, and on average each person carried two or three grenade boxes, and some even carried four. 200 mules and horses, each mule horse has a variety of wooden boxes, some large, some long and some short, from the hooves of the mule and horse, it can be seen that these boxes are definitely not light.

At a glance, the boxes on the mules are either weapons or ammunition.

"This is all given by the 119th Division?"

After many divisions, brigades, and regiment commanders saw the appearance of the convoy clearly, they were a little incredulous for a while.

"I'm tired of Lao Tzu"

"Division commander, our transport team must be expanded, otherwise I will be exhausted after a few more trips"

The captain of the transport team finally straightened out his breath, climbed up with the box next to him, first strongly asked for the expansion of the transport team, and then began to answer the doubts of the division and brigade commanders.

"All of them were transported from the 119th Independent Regiment of the Division, a total of 600 boxes of grenades, 200,000 rounds of ammunition for the 38th Day, 10 Czech machine guns, 120,000 rounds of ammunition for Czech machine guns, and 6,500 more than 5 60 mortars."

"What? You do it again! ”

The boss of the deputy division commander's mouth was open, and he didn't dare to believe it for a while.

"I don't have the strength, you can see for yourself, I've been going for more than a thousand kilometers, I'm tired to death"

"The supplies are here, let's go and rest first"

The captain of the transport team rolled his eyes, he could understand the incredibleness of the deputy division commander, after all, he himself had this expression when receiving supplies, but carrying 4 boxes of grenades all the way had already tired him down, he didn't want to talk much now, he just wanted to rest, he directly handed the deputy division commander a list, and then beckoned the members of the transport team to rest.

"This, the 119th Division has copied the devil's ammunition depot"

The commander of the division and brigade commanded the guards to remove the ammunition box from the mule, and looked at the brand-new ammunition and weapons in the ammunition box, but everyone still couldn't believe it, even if the facts were in front of them.

Why?

What's going on?

Half a year ago, the commander of the 119th Division complained at the operational meeting of the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army that there was not enough ammunition and weapons. And there's no strings attached!

"This quality, at first glance, the original Czech style, the devil doesn't have this thing"

The deputy division commander shook his head, there was an open Czech-style weapon box in front of him, and he was amazed by the high-quality Czech weapon from the Luo Yun box in the box, the accessories in the box were complete, two spare barrels, 30 and 20-round magazines, wire brushes, oil cans, spare firing pins and other vulnerable parts and spare parts proved that this was definitely an original boutique. Although the devils will also use captured Czech styles, they will never import Czech styles from abroad.

"The devils also don't have 60 mortars"

The division commander was intoxicated by the touch of a 60 mortar.

"And where did they get their weapons? Products of this quality can only be imported from abroad."

A brigade commander was very confused.

"Send a telegram to ask"

The chief of staff stood quietly alone, because he didn't want to stand with this group of fools, he had a list of supplies in his hand, and the deputy division commander didn't look at it but directly gave it to the chief of staff in charge of logistics of the 29th Division.

Ten minutes later, the telegram of the 119th Division responded.

'Hurry up and get the next convoy!' My ammunition warehouse can't hold it.'

All:???!!!

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Li Cheng.

The station of a brigade of the 70th Division of the Japanese Army, the brigade Nagamaru Kumashi Shosa.

"Report, command telegram"

Inside the headquarters, a telegraph operator knocked on the door, approached Kumaru's desk, and handed him the telegram.

"Let's go back"

Because there was only one person in the headquarters, Kumaru Kumaru took the telegram and read it himself.

The content on the telegram is cliché, mainly about the safety of transport.

In the near future, the baggage brigades of the 37th and 34th divisions will pass through the Handchang Highway together, and Kumaru Kumaru is asked to strengthen vigilance and pay special attention to the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army, because there have been many ambushes of baggage teams recently.

At the same time, there was also an order asking Kumaru Kumaru to investigate the distribution of the surrounding Eighth Route Army base areas.

In the past six months, there have been three successive ambushes of large-scale transport teams in Xiangtangpu and Shentouling around Handan, resulting in the total loss of hundreds of large vehicles and nearly 1,000 soldiers killed by the Japanese army.

Recently, the front line is preparing for the Wuhan War, and the demand for material transportation has increased sharply, although most of them are transported by sea, but some of them still need to be transported by road, so the transportation fleet on this side of the Handchang Highway has increased sharply.

In order to further ensure the safety of the transportation line, Kumaru Kumaru was stationed in Licheng.

"The baggage detachments of the two divisions passed by together! So afraid of an ambush from the guerrillas? ”

Looking at the information, Kumaru Kumaji pursed his lips, a little disdainful.

Kumaru Kumaji had carefully studied the situation of the three ambushes, and in his opinion, the combat effectiveness of these guerrillas was not at all fearful, they lacked firepower, they were poorly trained, they were just a rabble, and only a few squadrons could sweep away these guerrillas. The baggage team was ambushed three times in a row, and it was entirely the escort of the baggage brigade to blame, and those who were responsible for the safety of the transportation should have committed suicide by seppuku.

In the three ambush battles, each time the baggage team plunged headlong into the enemy's ambush circle, and when it encountered a dangerous area, it was not investigated, and thousands of enemies were ambushed on the side of the highway for more than 100 meters and were not discovered.

And the same mistake was actually made three times in a row, three times! Even the time interval between each mistake is only a few weeks.

"This time, the two baggage brigades have more than 2,000 guards and the guerrillas will definitely not dare to ambush them."

Looking at the telegram in his hand, although Kumaru Kumaru felt that this was a bit of a problem, he had to admit that this would ensure the foolproofness of the baggage team. Two baggage transport brigades, more than 300 trucks, more than 1,000 horse-drawn carts, more than 2,300 escort soldiers, plus the garrison brigades of Lixian, Dongyangguan, and Shexian counties, the guerrillas who had not even enough bullets for thousands of people dared to come to the ambush and seek death.

"Call Wang Er Mazi over"

Putting down the telegram, Kumaru Kumaru thought about it and ordered the signal corps to call the commander of the puppet army division.