Different from the feint battle outside the city, although the battle inside the city did not face too many enemies, the danger level actually exceeded that of the outside battle.

The main reason for this is that due to the ability of the underground party, no more than fifteen soldiers of the independent detachment will be able to blend into the city by noon tomorrow. Not only were they scarce, but in order to facilitate their entry into the city, the weapons they carried were mainly short guns, with only one Czech machine gun, which had been dismantled in advance, as a support fire.

According to the plan, these weapons will be sent into the city in advance by the underground party in a carriage carrying forage, while the rest of the people will enter the city in batches under the arrangement of the underground party.

Zhao Shixun knew very well that in addition to the robbery of the Bank of East Asia, the fiercest and most dangerous battle in the city was the attack on the way out, that is, the south city gate.

Although the suddenness of their movements, the Japanese puppet army had a defensive advantage after all. So once the fight starts, casualties among the attacking forces are almost inevitable!

Therefore, there must be a ruthless character here to personally supervise the battle.

Considering these, Zhao Shixun originally planned to let Dapeng or the old ghost be in charge of this operation, but in the end, he chose Chen Shishi, who had just entered the independent detachment.

As for the reason, it is very simple, that is, Zhao Shixun wants to see if this guy can fight as Zhou Yu said, whether he can really be the deputy company commander of his own detachment, and whether it is worth handing over the team that he has developed with great difficulty to him.

Of course, in addition to this, Zhao Shixun did not completely rely on the bravery of the stone to win the battle.

While arranging for the stone to be responsible for seizing the door, Zhao Shixun also sought the help of the underground party.

After negotiations, the intelligence officer Lao He promised Zhao Shixun that he would make an exception tomorrow to use an informant who had been lurking for a long time to help them attack the South City Gate.

……

Looking at Chen Lei, who was fearless, Zhao Shixun nodded approvingly, and then put a map of the city gate defense drawn by He Zhendong himself in front of the other party.

Pointing to a narrow alley near the inside of the city gate, he stared at the other party and said seriously:

"I've picked you ten battle-hardened veterans, and I've got you with six short guns, four old lieutenants, and a Czech and fifteen grenades.

Remember, when you enter the city, you will go to a courtyard in this alley in batches to hide and prepare your weapons. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Shixun got up and looked at the other party and finally admonished:

"Before we start a fight there, you must not expose your whereabouts in advance, let alone let the Japanese puppet army at the city gate notice.

Also, the underground party has arranged an informant for you to help, and the identification mark is the white towel on your left arm, so be sure to remember! ”

"Uh-huh......."

Seeing that the other party nodded heavily, Zhao Shixun withdrew his gaze from the other party and looked at the Dapeng and the old ghost who had long been eager to try it around him.

"You two plus me, tomorrow I will personally be responsible for the specific operation to snatch military tickets."

……

……

The next day, at twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

As the days get closer and closer to the Spring Festival, the weather in Jinnan also seems to feel the breath of the festival and becomes warmer day by day. Under the sun, accompanied by the gentle soothing of sunbathing, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers lazily leaned on sandbags near the city gate tower, chatting about some meat jokes while boasting about their "glorious achievements" on the Chinese battlefield.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

The two puppet soldiers carried two bamboo baskets on their backs and struggled up to the city wall.

"Taijun, it's time to eat......."

A middle-aged veteran wiped the sweat from his face, and while greeting the laughing devil, he squatted down and carefully placed the basket behind him on the ground.

Like him, a young puppet soldier also unloaded the basket behind him and carefully placed it on the city wall.

As the lid of the basket was opened, a charming smell of meat immediately spread.

"Yo Xi......, come quickly, today's meal is very good!"

A short and sturdy devil walked to the basket with a 38 big lid on his back, took out a fragrant roast chicken with one hand and smelled it, and then shouted to the devil soldiers behind him to hurry over.

Hearing that there was meat to eat, more than a dozen devil soldiers immediately hula and surrounded him.

After a while, they took out seven or eight roast chickens from the basket and began to bite them without hesitation.

While eating meat, the devil soldier also took out rice balls from another basket and nibbled on the rice balls in his hands.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed devil suddenly found that there was a jar at the bottom of the basket, and then pointed to the contents and asked.

"Hey...... What is this? ”

Hearing the devil's inquiry, the young puppet army immediately bent down and took out the jar from the inside, and then pulled off the mud seal on it with a smile on his face, and respectfully brought it to the devil army Cao.

"Taijun, this is a five-year Chen Xinghua Village that I bought for you, please Taijun taste it."

"It's wine?!"

And before the puppet army finished speaking, the Japanese army Cao had already smelled the strong smell of Fenjiu.

Throwing half of the roast chicken in his hand to one of his subordinates, he couldn't wait to take the jar, and then put it in front of his nose and took a deep breath.

"Yo Xi......, your conscience is very good, very good!"

"Hehe...... it's too much of a gentleman's praise, this is all small as it should be."

The words were closed, and the young puppet army even took out more than a dozen wine bowls as if they were playing tricks, and took the initiative to pour wine for these devil soldiers.

Soon, the roast chicken was served, and more than a dozen devils soon drank it with red faces. When they got excited, several devil soldiers even danced an ugly Oriental dance in a Japanese humming and chirping.

While the devil soldiers were jumping, the young puppet soldier quietly left the crowd, and then pretended to clean up the garbage on the ground for the devils, and slowly slipped to a crooked machine gun located on the sandbag bunker.

Glancing at the somewhat dazed devil soldiers who had already drunk, the puppet army took advantage of their lack of attention and secretly took out a handful of fine sand from their pockets.

Taking a deep breath, he found the opportunity to quickly pick up the lid of the bucket with the crooked handle, raised his hand and sprinkled the sand directly into .......

After doing this, the puppet army straightened his military uniform as if no one was around, rubbed the sand grains on the palm of his hand on the leg of the shabby military uniform, and began to continue to clean up the debris on the ground in a pretended manner.

Ten minutes later, seeing that the devils had almost eaten, the young puppet army immediately said goodbye to the devils who drank with red faces and thick necks, and quietly walked down the city gate with an empty back basket in the voice of the other party's approval.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the headquarters of the Japanese army Hengxian gendarmerie.

Treading ...... Boom......!

With a loud bang, the thick mahogany gate was slammed open, and a Japanese signal soldier ran in anxiously.

"Squadron Leader! Emergency, emergency ......! ”

After lunch, the Japanese squadron leader, who was napping in his seat, was suddenly woken up, and in a panic, he subconsciously pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the visitor.

Seeing his superiors pointing a gun at him, the devil communication soldier was immediately frightened, and hurriedly squatted down with his head in his hands in a panic.

"Don't shoot squadron leader, I'm Jizaburo Ozawa, a communications soldier, I'm Jizaburo!"

After raising his gun and staring at the opponent for a few seconds, the Japanese squadron leader recovered from his fright.

In the next second, he angrily grabbed the sundries on the table and threw them over.

"Bagaya Road...... Stupid hillbilly, if you don't knock on the door again, I'll beat you like a pig with a military stick, understand?! ”

"Squadron Leader, I don't dare to ...... anymore!"

……

"Stand up!"

"Hi ......."

……

"Say...... What's wrong? ”

Hearing the squadron leader ask himself, Jizaburo hurriedly stood up and said:

"Report captain, the stronghold in Shangguan Village has just received an urgent call, saying that they are surrounded by the main force of the Eighth Route Army, and ask us for immediate support!"

"Nani? The main force of the Eighth Route Army attacked the stronghold of Shangguan Village? ”

Stunned for a moment, the Japanese squadron leader immediately walked quickly to the map hanging on the wall and carefully searched for it.

After a moment, he pointed to the location of Shangguan Village above, his face full of doubt.

"Strangely, it's less than thirty miles from the county seat, and there's a road nearby to use.

Baga ...... Is this a brain in the water, and you will actually besiege here?! ”

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted at the signal soldier:

"Contact the Shangguan Village stronghold again and ask them to find out the enemy's numbers and weapons and equipment!"

"Hey ......!"

A few minutes later, while the Japanese squadron leader was still studying the map, the communications corps ran in again.

"Houxi Moss ......, report to the captain, Shangguan Village reported that the enemy number is more than three hundred, there is a heavy machine gun and at least three light machine guns, as well as grenadiers and mortars, it is determined that it is the main force of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Nani? And heavy machine guns and mortars? ”

Hearing this, the Japanese squadron leader was also taken aback at this time.

Obviously, the opponent's weapon configuration greatly exceeded his expectations. If the other party only has a few light machine guns, he wouldn't care. But now that the other side has heavy machine guns and mortars, the nature has completely changed.

Thinking of this, I stared at the map on the wall and looked at it, and I still couldn't figure out what the Eighth Route Army was going to do.

He had been fighting with the Eighth Route Army for some time since he followed his troops to the occupied area, so he had a deep understanding of the tactics of these Chinese soldiers. In his opinion, it may be reasonable for Tubalu to besiege those isolated strongholds in the mountains, after all, even if the imperial army wants to rescue, it will take a certain amount of time to arrive, so that the other party has an opportunity.

But besieging such a strong stronghold near the county seat seemed to him to be an act of looking for a fight!

You must know that even if you lead the team to increase the number of people on foot, you will definitely be able to rush to the Shangguan Village stronghold within three hours. What's more, there are three trucks in the county.

The most important thing is that those Tubalu had just been beaten once in Shangguan Village a few months ago, so why didn't they come to find them again after a long time?

Looking at the map, the more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

…… To be continued, thank you for your support, ask for recommendations, ask for collections, and ......!

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