Chapter 270: The Sweep Forced to End

The casualties of the puppet army reported by the detective team of the police station, I was too lazy to look at the well, all of them were rice buckets, do you have a face to report!

The night battles and the chaotic situation made it difficult to judge the situation on the Eighth Route, and it could only be analyzed by summarizing the situation reported by each battle position after the fact.

Based on the scope of the battlefield, the duration of the battle, the firepower of the Eighth Road, the sustained ability, and the degree of resoluteness, etc., Jing Bian believes that the scale of the Eighth Road is at least two companies.

Although Captain Inobe is a military policeman, he has also fought with the Eighth Road, and he knows how thin the foundation of the Eighth Road is, and based on the firepower and ammunition base of the Eighth Road last night, he feels that the scale of the two companies is underestimated.

The battlefield cleaning report said that the Eighth Road left more than a dozen corpses, compared to at least one squad of troops, their combat effectiveness was still there, and the troops in the city were so embarrassing.

They can continue to wander outside the county like wolves, calmly wreak havoc on the periphery, continue to threaten the broken city defense and wait for an opportunity, or go to attack Pingyang County, which is also empty, if the problem is serious, report to Pingyang County as soon as possible.

Now not only in Jincheng, the people are panicked and the army's heart is scattered, but Pingyang County is also scared to evacuate and sweep, and return to the city to be on guard, *****'s face was slapped crisply.

Where did so many people come from? How did you slip through the blockade? Is there a hole in the blockade?

Will there be any eight-way exploit loopholes to continue to infiltrate the current empty realm, and gather with the eight-way convergence last night to plot again? One problem after another is thought out of the well.

The assistant pushed open the office door, came to the desk and stood upright: "The county magistrate is dead, and someone threw three grenades into his bedroom during the chaos in the city last night. We have now taken over the investigation from the Force. ”

There was a soft snort in the nostrils of the well: "What is there to check, the agency of the Eighth Road has recently entered the city again, and it is just taking advantage of the fire to rob."

A wine bag and rice bag, dead is dead, what I want at present is a replacement, now is an extraordinary time, I can't mess up, I don't have the energy to organize a big search. ”

The assistant continued: "There was no fire in the grain depot in the west of the city, and the guards were killed. ”

Jingbian frowned and bit his mouth: "Investigate this matter with the death of County Magistrate Wang." Other than that...... Another squad from the gendarmerie was drawn to the grain depot to assist in the defense, and also, to remind all units and departments.

Heightened alerts from today, especially at transshipment depots. Tell them to reduce their shifts and increase their shifts! There's no way I'm sending them any more now! ”

"Yes. Other than that...... The county Japanese military hospital was ransacked in the chaos last night, Mr. Dean was killed, and the perpetrators left blood words at the scene: The Eighth Route Army is here! ”

"Yaga! The whole city is under martial law to check the remnants of the missing Eight Roads, and this matter will be handed over to Zhang Fugui to do! ”

The fist by the well finally couldn't help but pound on the table, shaking the saber on the table.

The commander of the Eighth Route Army, Song led three companies to block the attack of the devils, and this time the devils swept without any warning. The underground organization in the city was completely destroyed, and there was no source.

Hong Xiaoshan, the commander of the third company, led the third company, which was responsible for covering the villagers of Tiangou Village and Yangjia Village, constantly moving, evading, transferring, and evading.

From the first day, the task of covering so many people made him afraid to close his eyes, he was terrified and walked on thin ice, and his sleep time was recorded in hours.

His eyes were full of the lives of countless displaced people of all ages, day after day, suffering on the verge of collapse, and when he had no choice but to sacrifice the three rows as bait.

When the scout reported to him that the devils had suddenly evacuated, Hong Xiaoshan fainted on the spot and fell asleep.

Attracting a group of devils into a desperate situation, Wu Liu, with one of his platoon soldiers, prepared to make a final fight against the cliff.

But when they desperately built their positions with stones, they did not wait for the enemy to follow. The platoon commander told the soldiers that this was the mercy of the mountain god, and the devil must have been lost.

The reinforced platoons of each village were the first to face the devils entering the village when the enemy suddenly swept away, and they were the worst beaten team, and I don't know how many were killed or wounded.

They were basically reduced to zero, not because they wanted to, but because they were beaten to pieces, and the enemy could occasionally search for escaped individual soldiers and torture them to death.

Friendly soldiers can also occasionally encounter a single soldier in distress to save their lives, and in the face of the porridge and water fed and drunk by their comrades, they can't tell where these reinforcements are, they just cry.

The political commissar was watching his house at the regiment headquarters, but the day before he received a report from the guard platoon that the devils were already less than five miles away from the regiment headquarters, and they could reach the regiment headquarters as soon as it was dawn.

Yang Dayong, the commander of the guard platoon, died in the first battle he fought against some of the searching enemies.

The political commissar could only order the remaining dozen or so guards to immediately cover the logistics office of the regimental headquarters, the cooking squad and the health center at noon.

Wang Qiang could only lie on the stretcher carried by the health team and keep moving, all the way to Lu Jingxiu, who had no heart and lungs and could still laugh, lamenting that he had not succeeded in his career and his ambition had not been rewarded.

Ma Jinhua carried some grain on her back, and released the chickens, rabbits, cattle and sheep in the circle when she left, leaving them to fend for themselves, sighing all the way, living up to the platoon commander's sustenance and the girl's expectations......

The logistics office and the cooking squad were temporarily assigned to the guard platoon, and even Officer Lin Wei took the initiative to become a soldier of the guard platoon, and the political commissar led the guard platoon to reconnoiter and guard at all times in the arduous transfer, and at the same time prepared to attract the next time, or helplessly block it.

Lin Weiqi's neck was short and flowed down the side of the hat, floating chaotically, her face was covered with dirt, a day and a night of eating and drinking on the edge of the crisis, and the sand and dust buried the delicate female watch on her fair wrist with sweat, pale and beautiful as her.

Strangely, she felt that the sight of her hand increased her courage, and when the watch ticked and ticked, she always felt that she could hear the overwhelming shock in her mind, forming a force to support her chest.

And for this reason, she refused the political commissar's order to follow the health team, and instead asked to enter the guard platoon, but she agreed with the political commissar's eyes.

When he walks and rubs his hair, he always inadvertently tries to imitate him, and even though he is a jerk, he feels really ...... every time he giggles and rubs his hair It's not the same anyway.

In that picture, he smoked and rubbed his head, as evil, hideous, and trustworthy as he was......

Why do you think of him again? Why did I secretly learn to smoke a cigarette, the taste was so uncomfortable, but that Dr. Lin could smoke so beautifully!

Lin Xue took off her white coat, and the military uniform she wore was dirty and earthy, but it showed a different kind of grace, she had not cleaned up the dust on the military uniform, she forced herself to put all her energy on the wounded who were constantly being sent.

In order to offset the irritability of thinking about Lu Hang's safety, whenever she felt unbearable, she would take out a cigarette and smoke it, not caring about the strange eyes of the soldiers around her, how he was now a "little bastard".

"Stop!" The political commissar who was walking in front suddenly raised his hand backwards, and the squad of sixty or seventy people immediately crouched down, and Lin Wei, who was walking at the end of the team, also instantly jumped out of her mind, took out her pistol, and opened the insurance.

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