Liujiagou, the location of the temporary headquarters of the Yixian guerrilla brigade.

At three o'clock in the morning, the first battalion of the mountain road, which had been driving for seven or eight hours, finally arrived here.

"Hello Battalion Commander Liu, I have asked the guerrillas to prepare hot meals for you, you can eat them when you enter the village!" Wang Xin trotted all the way to Liu Senyun and reported excitedly.

Liu Senyun was not in the mood to eat.

According to the order of the regimental headquarters, tomorrow night they will fight a battle of annihilation here.

I just arrived here, I don't know the place well, and I don't even know what the opponent is, how can I eat.

Turning his head to the deputy battalion commander beside him, he ordered: "Lao Zhou, you take the troops into the village to camp for dinner, and I will go to the headquarters with Captain Wang first to understand the enemy situation and battle situation." ”

"Time is too tight, let's split up, and we can't delay for a minute."

After speaking, Liu Senyun walked up to Wang Xin and said, "Captain Wang, go directly to your headquarters and tell me about the current battle situation first." ”

"Yes, Camp Commander Liu!" Wang Xin nodded in reply, and then his face became heavy.

"Since the captain of the little devil brigade personally brought troops to the front line, the battle situation here has suddenly become worse."

"This captain is too powerful, and he is very ruthless, he doesn't care about the casualties of his own people at all, as long as he catches us, he will bite us to death, and he will not stop if he doesn't kill us."

"In just two days, the guerrillas suffered more than half of the casualties and more than 100 casualties."

"But the devils are not comfortable, they are not afraid of death, and we are not afraid."

"In two days, we must have killed more than a hundred little devils, and even more puppet troops."

"Now there are nearly 400 devils and more than 200 puppet soldiers on the front line, and the soldiers are divided into three routes, chasing and killing us everywhere like mad dogs."

"Battalion Commander Liu, if you come two days late, the guerrilla brigade will be wiped out by the devils."

Liu Senyun nodded and continued to ask: "How long will it take for the road that was paralyzed by you to be repaired!" ”

"Today, one day plus half a night is about the same!" Wang Xin replied.

"We intend to continue the operation tonight and find a way to destroy a few hundred meters."

"Operation paused!" Liu Senyun began to perform his duties as a commander, and ordered with a serious face.

"All the guerrillas are out of the fight, report here, and then rest, and tonight we will have a big game with the little devils."

Wang Xin almost jumped up excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "Great, I've been up for so long, I've finally waited for this moment." ”

"Battalion Commander Liu, how are we going to fight."

Liu Senyun thought for a moment and replied: "Didn't the devil bite us if he caught us, and we will use this to lure them to go deeper." ”

In the Weizhuang stronghold, which is more than ten kilometers away from Liujiagou, Miki Nakasa always felt uneasy and faintly felt a trace of unease.

It was a daytime today, and it was too calm along the road.

The Eighth Route Army, which was active in this area, seemed to have disappeared, and there was no movement for a whole day.

"Report to the sir, according to the current progress of road construction, all the paralyzed roads can be repaired by twelve o'clock in the evening." A lieutenant walked in and reported, his face full of excitement.

He was one of the few people who knew that the Front Army had set a deadline for the captain of the brigade to build the road.

As soon as the road was restored before twelve o'clock, the captain of the brigade completed the task and was exempt from punishment by the front command.

Unexpectedly, in the face of this good news, Miki Nakasa did not show a smile on his face.

"Sir, is there something wrong with it!" The captain asked, puzzled.

Miki Nakasa thought for a moment and replied.

"Today is too abnormal, the Eighth Route Army has been desperately trying to prevent us from repairing the road, but today there is no movement at all."

"Is it because they have suffered too many casualties to stop us from repairing the road?" The captain complimented.

"Since you personally led the troops to the front line, Sir, more than a hundred people of the Eighth Route Army have died at the hands of the imperial army, and they must have been almost killed."

"Maybe!" Miki Nakasa shook his head and replied.

Without more intelligence to back it up, he couldn't make any judgment about these unusual actions on the battlefield.

Looking at the sky outside that was gradually darkening, he ordered with a serious face: "It's dark, order the troops to strengthen their vigilance." ”

"If the Eighth Route Army really has any conspiracy, they will definitely act in the first half of the night."

"If not, watching us fix the paralyzed road, it means that they have really been defeated by us and are powerless to stop us from repairing the road."

"Hey!" The captain hastened to answer.

"Command all troops to be dispatched and patrol along the highway now."

"If the Eighth Route Army dares to stop us from building roads, we will resolutely eliminate them and ensure that the roads are restored on time."

At ten o'clock in the evening, except for the highway which was still brightly lit and full of flashing torches and blazing bonfires, the rest of the place was shrouded in darkness.

Hundreds of strong men wielded shovels in the shouts and curses of the Japanese puppet army, filled up the big holes, and then tamped them.

Most of the Japanese puppet soldiers were holding guns, in groups of several people, staring at the surroundings with a vigilant face, and as long as they felt movement nearby, they immediately greeted them with bullets.

"Da Da Da ......"

A string of machine-gun fire suddenly rang out not far away.

The night was so dark that nothing could be seen but a tongue of fire.

The bullets flew towards the road in a fan shape, a patrol of five little devils, two fell on the spot, and the remaining three devils quickly lay on the ground and raised their rifles to fight back.

But the gunfire came and went quickly.

As soon as the three devils were about to fight back, the gunfire stopped, and the tongues of fire disappeared.

But they did not stop firing and continued to shoot at the position where the gun had just been fired.

Shots rang out, and their location was revealed.

"Da Da Da ......"

The familiar machine-gun fire rang out again, this time with two machine guns firing at the same time.

The tongues of fire that suddenly appeared, one left and one right, were just distributed on both sides of the fire point that had just been exposed.

Bullets rained down on the three devils, and even if they lay on the ground, it was not necessarily safe.

A devil was shot in the head, and half of his skull was cut off. A devil was hit in the buttocks, and blood kept gushing out, instantly dyeing the military uniform red.

When the Japanese puppet soldiers patrolling nearby heard the gunshots, they were like hungry wolves smelling blood, and they all rushed to this side.

The nearest devil officer was a lieutenant, and after merging the two patrols, he rushed and gave orders.

"A few of you left flanks are outflanked, and others are outflanked by my right flank, you must not let these Eighth Route Army slip away."

The sound of gunfire also reached the Weizhuang stronghold, and Miki Nakasa stood up from his position, walked quickly to the lookout, and looked in the direction from which the gunshots came.

But there was nothing to be seen but the light of the fire on the road.

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