Chapter 203 The two armies are fighting each other

The county seat of Lin'an County. The east courtyard of the Ding family compound. West room south house living room.

Although Zong Hanichiro knew very well in his heart Nakagawa Eiichi's vicious intentions and sinister purposes, in order to ask him for help to find his daughter Hanako as soon as possible, he reluctantly accepted this difficult task that might have no return and die in a foreign country. Although Takagi Hirochi promised to help him find his daughter, he was not completely sure, so at this time, he could not refuse the order of the high-ranking commander Nakagawa Eiichi, perhaps the two lines could find his daughter Hanako faster by looking for them at the same time. Zong Hanichiro secretly lamented: Alas! People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and what will happen can only be left to fate.

"Good! Zong Hanjun is worthy of being called a soldier of the Great Japanese Empire. Rest assured, there will be no danger, and I will send Captain Hiroshi Takagi with you to make sure nothing goes wrong. ”

"Thank you for your attention. Nakagawa-kun, please be sure to hurry up when looking for my daughter, I have only stayed in China for a month, and now it has been less than a month, and if I can't find my daughter, I will regret it for the rest of my life. ”

"Well, I know. I haven't forgotten it for a day. Don't worry, I'll definitely find Miss Hanako. Zong Hanjun, please rest. I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow morning. ”

Nakagawa Eiichi said goodbye to Sohan Ichiro and returned to the front yard office, and the more he looked at the map, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had adjusted and changed the plan of action and military deployment with great ingenuity, and that he could complete the mission and completely avoid danger. It is my credit to complete the task, and it is the sin of Sohan Ichiro to fail to complete the task. If he unfortunately accidentally shatters the jade in battle, I can always possess and enjoy Hanako alone without any scruples. Ah, that's wonderful.

Dark clouds obscure the moon, the night is quieter, and the breeze is blowing. On the main road in the wilderness in the southwest, west, northwest and north of the county seat of Lin'an County, several units wearing gray military uniforms were silently marching forward, followed by artillery and cavalry, surrounding the predetermined ambush area five miles away from the land temple in the southwest suburbs of the county seat, forming a tactical situation of a large encirclement centered on the land temple.

The southern suburbs of the county. Fang Lusheng led more than thirty heavily armed people to march towards the Land Temple in the southwest direction under the cover of the dark night.

Early morning. The county seat of Lin'an County. There are few pedestrians on Lin'an Street, and the shops along the street have opened their doors one after another, cleaning the road in front of the door to prepare for business.

Twelve Japanese soldiers drove unhurriedly towards the West City Gate on four side-mounted motorcycles, followed by a squadron of Japanese soldiers. Sohan Ichiro followed in a black car, followed by Hiroshi Takagi and a communications soldier on horseback with a radio on his back. Wang Fujiang, secretary of the CPC county party committee of Lin'an County, county magistrate Lu, and other staff members of the county party committee and county government, Zhu Shiyao, principal of the National Model Middle School in Lin'an County, and more than 100 ordinary people were escorted by the Japanese soldiers to move forward with the team, and behind the hall was a squadron of Japanese soldiers and three trucks.

Walking to the west gate of the county, Wang Fujiang, County Magistrate Lu and Principal Zhu Shiyao exchanged cherishes, said goodbye, and reluctantly shook hands and said goodbye. Principal Zhu stood at the gate of the city and looked worriedly at Wang Fujiang and the others who were drifting away, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Ding Ruxuan sent Chang Shun to sneak in with more than a dozen people to sneak into the crowd of guns and grenades out of the city, and follow behind the Japanese army marching southwest.

The east entrance of Shuihe Village. The 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the Eighth Route Army's Supplementary Regiment, under the leadership of company commander Ma Fucai, escorted more than 30 captured Japanese soldiers and set off in high spirits to the northeast. Regiment Commander Yu Genshan, Regiment Headquarters Staff Officer Wu Yong, and Reconnaissance Platoon Commander Cao Yong said goodbye to political commissar, chief of staff, director of the Political Department Huang Zhongde, deputy regiment commander Han Dagang, and others. Yu Genshan repeatedly solemnly and solemnly told them that they must act in strict accordance with the action plan, otherwise they will be punished according to the destruction of battlefield discipline, and military law will not tolerate it! After speaking, the three of them got on their horses and whipped up the sixth company and chased away.

The political commissar and the others did not turn around and walk towards the village until they could no longer see the figures of Yu Genshan, Staff Officer Wu, and Cao Yong.

In the dry drainage ditch in the dense cornfield two miles northwest of the Land Temple, Fang Jiren, Meng Dakui, and a company of soldiers in heavily armed but coarse cloth civilian clothes squatted in a drainage ditch more than half a person deep. Francis wore an old coarse cloth coat, an armed belt around his waist, an old straw hat with a wide brim on his head, a submachine gun and binoculars around his neck, a large knife on his back, and a dagger stuck in his leggings.

Fang Jiren took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then nodded.

"Commander Wang, where are the other troops now?" Meng Dakui, who was squatting beside Fang Jiren, asked.

"According to the timing of the action plan, several other units should have arrived in the designated ambush area." Francis put away his pocket watch and replied.

"Well, good. Ay? I said, Commander Wang, how did you get this face? How do you look like a fifty-year-old man? It's old and ugly, it's ugly. ”

"You don't have to ask, it doesn't matter if you're old or ugly, it just works. Dakui, can you still see my original appearance? ”

"Hmph. Young master, you have made yourself old and ugly, you can't see what you used to look like, you are now ugly and weird, how can you change yourself so badly? The people of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment will definitely not recognize you. ”

"That's good, that's good. Dakui, it's almost time. The troops were ordered to advance eight hundred meters along the irrigation canal. There is a dry well there, and the tunnel below leads to the temple of the land. Follow me and go. Francis got up and stepped into the gutter and walked along the irrigation canal beside the ditch. Meng Dakui waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to get up and follow up.

After leaving the city, Nagashun led a dozen men into the cornfield and strode quickly, overtaking the Japanese squadron led by Zong Hanichiro marching southwest.

The west gate of the county seat of Lin'an County. An hour after Sohan Ichiro led his troops out of the county seat, Nakagawa Eiichi led the Japanese army's large troops, artillery, tanks, armored vehicles, and cavalry to show off their might and march out of the city one after another. After leaving the city, the Japanese army immediately divided its troops into three routes, marching in three directions: northwest, due west, and southwest.

Almost at the same time, a squadron of Japanese troops led by Zong Hanichiro and the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment arrived on time and on the east and west sides of the Land Temple located in the northeast corner of the crossroads. The two armies were separated by more than 100 meters and lined up with each other, each sending a small unit to stand guard in front of the formation, waiting for the arrival of the follow-up troops.

At this time, a Japanese-style truck came from the northwest direction and stopped on the side close to the Eighth Route Army. Jumping out of the car, a dozen tall and burly men in plain clothes, all armed with submachine guns, grenades on their waists, large knives on their backs, and daggers in their leggings, surrounded the truck on guard. Czech light machine guns were mounted on top of the truck, aimed at the Japanese positions.

A strong man with a submachine gun in his hand, a big knife on his back, and a beard on his face, walked up to Yu Genshan, Staff Officer Wu, and Cao Yong, bowed and asked in a low voice:

"What troops are you?"

Staff Officer Wu looked at the strong man with disdain and asked:

"What kind of troops are you?"

"We are civilian militias. I was asked to help the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment. Taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others is the rule of the rivers and lakes. ”

Yu Genshan looked at the strong man, shook his head, smiled again, and said:

"Thank you, fellow. It's dangerous here, so get out of here with your people, the guns aren't long-sighted. ”

"Danger? Shh It's not dangerous, we don't come yet, danger can make a lot of money. Aren't you dangerous? Sir, you don't need to be polite to me. ”

Yu Genshan shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, no longer paying attention to the strong man, took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked it.

"Yo? The chief still smokes foreign cigarettes? I have it here, so I'll send you a few packs. The strong man turned around and waved back, and a young strong man jumped out of the cab of the truck, carrying a submachine gun and holding a blue cloth bag in his right hand, and handed it to the strong man with stubble, and turned to leave.

"Sir, I'll give you a few packs of cigarettes, Hademen's, it tastes good." The strong man handed the blue cloth bag to Yu Genshan.

Yu Genshan took the cloth bag and opened it, how many packs of cigarettes are this? It's three cigarettes. Yu Genshan wrapped up the three cigarettes again and wanted to return them to the strong man.

The strong man stretched out his hand and pulled Yu Genshan aside, and said as he walked:

"Sir, you're polite, keep it and smoke it slowly, I still have it." The strong man suddenly lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Sir, are you Brother Nanling Mountain?" ”

Yu Genshan knew it in his heart, and he immediately replied in a whisper:

"No, I'm not Brother Nanlingshan, I'm Uncle Beiyue Gen. Fellow, may I ask ...... you are?"

"Commander Yu, I was sent by Francis, and he will arrive immediately with a company. After the replacement is completed, the leading comrades of the county party committee and the county government immediately get on the truck and return to Shuihe Village, and you take the villagers to evacuate quickly. Leave the Sixth Company and us as cover. The strong man whispered.

"Hmm." Yu Genshan's voice was a little louder and said, "Fellow, I can't take your cigarettes." Our Eighth Route Army is disciplined, and we don't take a stitch from the masses, so please take it back. ”

"Oh. I understand. Sir, then you will give me three oceans. ”

"Three oceans? Fellow, are you knocking me on a bamboo pole? Yu Genshan asked angrily with a stern face.

As soon as Yu Genshan's words fell, he saw a group of people coming out of the Land Temple, all of them fully armed, wearing coarse cloth casual clothes of different shades of color, and they were capable and strong. The strong man turned to meet him, walked up to Fang Jiren, who was disguised as old and ugly, and whispered a few words. Fang Jiren didn't speak, just nodded. The strong man led more than 20 people to the front of the Eighth Route Army cordon, stood in a line, faced the flat-ended submachine guns of the Japanese army, unscrewed the grenade cover, pulled out the pull ring, and waited for the formation, forming a warning and defense line. The others scattered on both sides of the truck, forming a squad battle formation towards the Japanese troops, squatting in front and standing behind, everyone holding their submachine guns and glaring at the Japanese troops, ready to go to war at any time. Four mortars were erected behind the array, and six men were armed with grenadiers, flanked by shellboxes with open lids. A few more people climbed up to the roof of the Land Temple and set up machine guns.

Staff Officer Wu watched in surprise as a whole company of plainclothes armed troops came out of the Land Temple one after another, and he kept blinking his eyes and muttering to himself in confusion:

"Huh? Ay? This? What's going on? No, I went into the land temple just now to take a closer look, and it was obviously empty, why did so many people suddenly appear in such a short period of time? ”

"Didn't that fellow just say that they are civilian forces, and they are here to help us replenish the regiment." Yu Genshan explained with a relaxed face.

"Shhhh Commander, do you believe this? Civilian armed forces? If you look carefully and count these people, there is a company. Look at the guys they are holding in their hands, a submachine gun, a grenadier, and a mortar, which are better than the equipment of the county brigade and the district squad. Looking at the battle formation with both offense and defense, you can see at a glance that this is a well-trained and experienced combat team, and there is also a truck driven, can this be some kind of civilian armed force? Cao Yong said analytically.

"Isn't it? Platoon Commander Cao, what kind of armament do you say they are? "Staff Officer Wu wanted to ask Cao Yong for an explanation.

"This? I can't say that. I've never heard of such an armed force in the Hebei border area? Commander, what do you think is going on? Cao Yong asked.

"You ask me? How do I know? I can't talk about that, I still want to figure it out. Yu Genshan knew it, but he said he didn't know. But he pondered in his heart again: the strong man just now said with certainty that Fang Jiren would be there soon, did he come? Where? Why didn't you even see his figure? How could there be a little old man in this team?

Ma Fucai, who was standing behind Yu Genshan, was secretly happy in his heart, and he concluded that the old and ugly little old man was probably Fang Jiren.

Meanwhile. Zong Hanichiro, who got out of the car and was standing in front of the Japanese army, looked over the cordon formed by a row of soldiers standing in front of him, and saw a company of troops of the Eighth Route Army and a company of plainclothes armed troops on the opposite side. When he saw the weapons in the hands of everyone in the plainclothes team, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: what kind of team is this? Is it the Eighth Route Army? Why not wear a military uniform? Local armed forces? Militiaman? Definitely not. Eighth route army? Not like that. In all the battles in the war of aggression against China for several years, I have never seen a company of the Eighth Route Army fully equipped with submachine guns, grenadiers and mortars. Why didn't Nakagawa-kun mention this fierce and powerful army to me? At present, the opponent has the strength of two companies, and the number of people, firepower, and formation all have an absolute advantage, and the Japanese army will definitely suffer heavy losses once the war starts. It seems that there is a lot of luck today, but I hope that I can make a smooth substitution, and then evacuate immediately. The more Zong Hanichiro thought about it, the heavier he felt in his heart, the more anxious and uneasy he became. As soon as he waved his hand, the Japanese soldiers immediately picked up their rifles, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullets, and pointed at the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side.

Seeing the formation of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment on the opposite side, especially seeing the plainclothes team of a company and the weapons in his hands, Takagi Hirochi immediately understood what was going on, and his heart suddenly felt a lot easier.

At the moment when the two armies were watching each other's sabre-rattling and on the verge of breaking out, three fast horses galloped from the north entrance of the crossroads. The brawny man in civilian clothes on his horse tightened the reins, rolled his saddle and dismounted, and whispered in Fang's ear. Fang Jiren nodded and whispered a few words, and the three strong men flew on their horses and galloped away.

Yu Genshan, Staff Officer Wu, and Cao Yong didn't understand what was going on? However, they knew that whatever was going to happen would be beneficial to the replenishment of the regiment.

Sohan Ichiro didn't understand what was going on? However, he knew that no matter what was going to happen, it would definitely be a great disadvantage to the Japanese army.

Buzz -- The roar of airplanes was heard in the sky, and two Japanese reconnaissance planes flew in from the southeast one after the other. Fly over the Land Temple to reduce the altitude and hover at low altitude for reconnaissance.

Fang Jiren looked up and observed, gently touched Meng Dakui beside him with his elbow and said:

"Quick. The first flare is fired immediately. ”

"Yes." Meng Dakui pulled out a flare gun from his waist and fired it into the air.

A green flare soars into the air and leaps into the air. After a while, four or five miles from the southwest, west, northwest, and north of the land temple periphery, the dust was flying, the war horses were neighing, and the birds were startling.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment and the soldiers of the Japanese army looked around in unison, bewildered, completely unaware of what was going to happen? Sohan Ichiro was even more nervous......