On the railway line 20 kilometers east of Yixian County, more than a dozen trains are lined up, stretching for several kilometers.

More than 200 devils and more than 300 puppet troops built nearly 20 positions on both sides of the railway, relying on light and heavy machine guns and mortars to protect the safety of the train.

Two kilometers across the railway is the hilly terrain, and the chief of staff, Hong Linfeng, led the cavalry battalion, the second battalion and four companies, and the fire company, all hiding here.

As soon as the radio station was set up, the sound of "tick......-tock" receiving and receiving telegrams rang out.

Ten minutes later, the telegraph operator put down his headphones and walked up to Hong Linfeng and reported with a serious face.

"Chief of Staff, Regiment Commander telegram!"

"He already knows about the enemy situation here from the commando, and suggests that we adopt the method of encircling the point to send reinforcements, give full play to the mobile advantages of the cavalry battalion, and kill the Japanese puppet army here in the shortest time and at the lowest cost."

Hong Linfeng was worried about how to kill the Japanese puppet army here.

They were too scattered to defend themselves on small circular positions made of sandbag logs, each of which was a separate fortification.

If the troops attack one by one, it will take too much time, and the cavalry is not good at attacking and rashly attacking, the troops will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

It is even more inappropriate to divide the troops into a surprise attack.

The superiority in strength and firepower are on the side of the devils, and they still have positions available.

More than a dozen people went to attack more than 20 Japanese puppet troops, even if the troops in their hands were elite, they did not have the confidence to win.

Just when his brow was furrowed, and he couldn't think of a better solution, the telegram from the regiment commander came.

It was like an empowerment, and all the problems in his mind were solved in an instant.

Looking at the sketch of the Japanese defense layout sent by the commando, in less than half a minute, a bold idea appeared in my mind.

The tightly knit brows were soothed suddenly, and his eyes lit up and he replied: "Just fight like this, everyone has a good rest during the day today, and then clean up the little devils on the railway after dark."

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Miki Nakasa, like an ordinary soldier, sat on the ground and nibbled on dry food with boiled water.

Dry food, which is already difficult to swallow, is even more difficult to swallow because of a bad mood, like chewing wax at the moment.

After eating two bites, he lost his appetite and climbed to a high ground not far away, holding a telescope to observe the surrounding terrain.

Rolling hills, mountains, with no end in sight.

As for the Eighth Route Army he was looking for, there was no trace or figure at all, as if he had disappeared from this mountain.

"Sir, why don't we retreat! The soldiers were so tired that instead of wandering aimlessly in the mountains, they should spread their nets outside the mountains and wait for them to destroy the road. A lieutenant approached and suggested.

Seeing that Miki Nakasa didn't speak, the captain continued to speak: "If the troops wander around the mountains aimlessly all day today, it would be too wasteful of physical strength, and the soldiers will definitely be very tired after dark." ”

"If the Eighth Route Army takes the opportunity to sneak attack us and sabotage the highway again, the vigilance and combat effectiveness of the troops will be greatly reduced."

"In the end, not only will they not be able to protect the roads that have already been repaired, but the troops will suffer heavy casualties, and the gains outweigh the losses."

Miki Nakasa's brow furrowed even deeper.

This morning, he gave his life to the headquarters with his life, and at first he was full of confidence, believing that he would definitely be able to kill the Eighth Route Army in the mountains during the day.

Unexpectedly, these Eighth Route Army did not show up for a whole morning, and they did not even give themselves the opportunity to exchange fire.

As long as they want, they will continue to hide from themselves, and gather all the troops together in order to avoid being broken by the Eighth Route Army, and they will definitely not be able to find them if they only sweep the troops all the way.

Thinking of this, Miki Nakasa no longer had hope that he would be able to destroy the Eighth Route Army in the mountain before dark.

Thinking about the reminder of his subordinates just now, the idea of retiring from the army also came to his mind.

What the subordinates said was right, if they continued to search aimlessly in the mountains, and finally affected the combat effectiveness of the troops, causing the Eighth Route Army to easily attack itself at night and destroy the road again, then the losses would be great.

The more he thought about Miki Nakasa's retreat, the stronger his thoughts became, and finally gritted his teeth and ordered.

"The troops retreated after half an hour, withdrew from the mountains, and continued to protect all nearby roads with the Weizhuang stronghold as the center."

"The chief is wise, and he will give orders now." The captain complimented with relief.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and the puppet army sorted out its weapons and equipment for hundreds of days, and just retreated less than a kilometer, and the Eighth Route Army, which had not shown up for a whole morning and half a night, actually appeared.

On a hill more than 300 meters away from the left flank of the retreating troops, at least three heavy machine guns suddenly opened fire, and the whizzing bullets instantly cut off the Japanese puppet army's contingent stretching for several hundred meters, and at least fifteen devils fell to the ground crookedly, some of them remained motionless, and some of them screamed and squirmed on the ground.

"Boom ......"

Heavy machine-gun fire was only a prelude.

The gunfire did not stop, and the sound of explosions reached Miki Nakasa's ears together.

On the mountain road nearly a hundred meters away from him, three puffs of black smoke rose into the air.

Dirt, bushes, turf, stones...... was blown up together, and the goddess smashed everywhere like scattered flowers.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is on the hill on our left flank, armed with three heavy machine guns and three mortars." The captain who was following Miki Nakasa shouted.

"The troops stopped advancing." Miki Nakasa's eyes quickly shot out two rays of light.

"The fifth squad outflanked the left flank, the sixth squad outflanked the right flank, and the others attacked head-on, artillery and heavy machine gun fire, and first took out the heavy machine gun fire points and artillery units of the Eighth Route Army."

"This is an opportunity given to us by God, we must take the opportunity to eat them, and we can't let them run anymore."

"Boom ......"

The Japanese reacted quickly, the mortars were fired quickly and trickily, and as soon as the retreating troops were deployed, the artillery team opened fire.

Six clouds of black smoke rose from the top of the mountain, and a heavy machine gun lost its movement on the spot.

The rain of shells that hit the foot of the mountain like rain also stopped.

"Artillery platoon, heavy machine gun platoon, immediately transfer to the reserve position!" On the top of the mountain, Wang Xin, the leader of the guerrilla brigade, cried out in pain.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that a heavy machine gun and a mortar were drowned in the artillery fire and lost their movement.

A few minutes later, the herald came over: "Captain, mortars and heavy machine guns have been transferred, but in the shelling just now we lost one heavy machine gun, two mortars, and 18 fighters. ”

"Are there any losses in the infantry?" Heartache Wang Xin asked.

The herald shook his head and replied: "They are guarding halfway up the mountain, forty or fifty meters from the heavy machine gun and artillery positions, and they have not been affected!" ”

"That's good!" Wang Xinchang breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face returned to seriousness.

"The troops were ordered to be combat-ready, and the remaining heavy machine guns and mortars were also in the reserve positions ready for firing."

"After the infantry repelled an attack by the Japanese puppet army, follow my order to shoot together and cover the retreat of the infantry!"

In order to drag Miki Nakasa and prevent him from retreating, Wang Xin pulled away all the units that the guerrilla brigade could still fight.

The total strength is less than half of what it was 10 days ago, but its combat effectiveness and spirit are no longer the same.

Not only has the equipment been replaced, it is well-made and the ammunition is sufficient, either the Japanese-style equipment supported by the regimental headquarters, or the devil captured last night.

The combat effectiveness has also increased by more than one notch, and each fighter has experienced at least three baptisms of war.

Especially last night's battle, which brought each of them up close and personal with the death and the corpses of the little devils.

At this moment, in the face of the little devil who attacked the mountain like a wave, the fear revealed in everyone's eyes was obviously much less than before.

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