Chapter 370: Attack and Reinforcement echo from afar

The south of Lin'an County. On the road to Lin'an Town. The second half of the night.

The round and bright moon peeked out of the clouds and illuminated the earth as if it were day.

After hearing Francis's order, all the members of the special team consciously divided their labor and acted separately, with several members of the team responsible for guarding and setting up guards, some checking the four trucks full of supplies, and some quickly removing the military uniforms of the temporarily fainted or killed devils, and confiscating weapons, ammunition, and personal belongings.

Fang Jiren squatted down and stripped off the military uniform and leather boots of the second lieutenant officer, took off the second lieutenant's watch and put it on his left wrist, put the pistol on his back, grabbed the command knife and stood up. Fang Lusheng grabbed a ghost soldier who had been pulled out of his military uniform and walked over barefoot.

"Report, there's a panting living creature, how to deal with it?"

The devil soldier Cao fell to his knees and begged for mercy, begging not to kill him. In Chinese, he said:

"I work in my land, my warehouse, and military quartermasters, and I have not killed Chinese, and I swear a big oath. Please, don't kill me. Devil Army Cao said with a crying and lame voice.

"I don't have to kill you. However, you must now and immediately draw and write down the terrain of the ammunition depot and the grain depot, the exact location of the distribution of guard posts, the number and deployment of troops, and the armament of weapons. If you dare to hide anything or make a mistake, I'll kill you. With that, with a bang, Fang Jiren pulled out his command knife.

"Don't kill me, I'll write to you. Give me pen and paper. The devil soldier Cao begged for mercy.

Fang Jiren took out two pieces of paper from his jacket pocket, and when he opened them, he was two palms the size. He took out another pencil and handed it to the devil scout. Jun Cao took the pen and paper and lay on the hard road, and with the help of the light of the truck, according to the request of Fang Jiren, he drew in detail and clearly the terrain inside and outside the Japanese weapons and ammunition depot and grain depot on two pieces of paper. On the back, the exact location of the distribution of guard posts, the number and deployment of troops, and the armament of weapons are written. After writing, he straightened up, knelt on his knees, and raised his hands and handed it to Francis Fang. Then he pleaded with a trembling voice, "Don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

Fang Jiren took it and looked at the front and back, and couldn't help but gasp and feel numb in his back. How can such a tight and complete defense system, dense light and heavy weapons equipment, and a cross-cutting firepower network be cracked? Francis was surprised, shocked and anxious. He put away the pen and paper, turned his back to the truck light, and said in a low and majestic voice:

"Get up, I won't kill you. Tell you, Lao Tzu cut the path and robbed the road is also pay attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes, we are etiquette, we are Sven robbery, so we have to leave a name and surname, otherwise it seems that we are not kind. When you go back, I will say thank you to your superiors on behalf of my brothers in the Black Tiger Village. Let's go. Sayonara. ”

The devil soldier Cao bowed his head and bowed more than ninety degrees, and then staggered north.

"Hey, Uncle Six, you can really talk nonsense, I almost couldn't hold back my laughter. Huh? What are the rules of the rivers and lakes to talk to the little devils? Fang Lusheng said disdainfully.

"Of course, there are rules. We are civilized people, and we can't be inhuman like mongrel little devils. This is called Chinese style and national bearing. You get it? ”

A scout ran briskly in front of Francis, stood up and saluted, and reported:

"Commander Wang, all four trucks have been inspected. The first car was full of rice, the second had eight full gasoline barrels, the third was weapons and six cardboard boxes of medicines, and the fourth was full ammunition. Report complete. ”

"Well, good. Immediately unload four gasoline drums and three boxes of medicine from the second car, and then load half of the weapons and ammunition, you take 15 people to take off their devil military uniforms and change into civilian clothes, and take two trucks, and drive these two cars to the north of Shuihe Village. Along the way, you must sing the March of the Broadsword, so that you will not be misunderstood and attacked by our own troops who do not know the truth on the way. It's half past two, and you should be able to reach Shuihe Village by four o'clock. No, you have to reach Shuihe Village before dawn. Memorize the connector code I told you. Act now. ”

"Yes. Commander Wang, I remember, act immediately. The scout took the order.

Another scout ran to Francis panting with a rifle and reported:

"Report to Commander Wang, the devil's infantry unit has been dispatched, and it is probably less than two miles away from here, and it is estimated that there is almost a brigade of troops. It's dark and you can't see it clearly. ”

"Got it. The troops were ordered to pack up as soon as possible, and they must evacuate after three minutes. ”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a violent explosion suddenly sounded a few miles to the south, followed by a fierce and dense burst of gunfire.

Six trucks carrying two squads of Japanese troops were driving all the way, and when they were still four or five miles away from Lin'an Town, they were suddenly and violently attacked by the first battalion of the Eighth Route Army's Supplementary Regiment, which had already set up an encirclement in the cornfields on both sides of the road.

Driven by the veteran soldiers and after a period of hard and diligent training, the combat skills and tactical qualities of the soldiers of the whole battalion have been greatly improved, and their spirits and morale have been high, and they are all holding back their desire to win a battle to avenge the sacrificed comrades-in-arms and the villagers who died innocently in vain. For this battle, each fighter was given four* and thirty rounds of ammunition. Therefore, as soon as the battle began, the soldiers of the whole battalion were full of revenge and anger, hated the same enemy, and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

The first and sixth of the six Japanese trucks were completely blown up and paralyzed on the road, and the rest of the trucks were also damaged to varying degrees. Before the Japanese troops could jump out of their trucks, they were killed and wounded by hundreds* that flew out of cornfields thirty meters away from the east and west sides of the road, followed by a stormy attack. The undead and lightly wounded devil soldiers jumped out of the truck regardless of life and death in the dense bullets of machine guns and rifles fired by a battalion of soldiers, and hid under the truck in a panic and crawled with a roll, raising their guns and blindly returning fire aimlessly, but they attracted a burst of dense and fatal bullets, and the devil soldiers were both dead and wounded. Some devil soldiers jumped into the ditches on both sides of the road, trying to resist and counterattack, but they were killed and injured by tripping and triggering mines. The rest of the devil soldiers no longer dared to jump off the ditch, so they could only climb back under the truck in embarrassment, stubbornly resisting, trapping beasts, and dying and struggling. The well-trained Japanese troops, relying on trucks, organized fire to launch counterattacks on both sides of the road.

Under the light of the bright moon, this section of more than 100 meters seems to have become a shooting range for the soldiers of the first battalion to shoot targets. The devil soldiers hiding under the truck are fixed targets for shooting, and at a distance of more than 30 meters, it is difficult to hit accurately, and once they are hit, they are seriously injured if they do not die. The soldiers calmly fired accurately, and several machine gunners swept through the pile of devil soldiers with machine guns. The Japanese army screamed and wailed, and the sound shook the moonlit night.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and the Japanese army suffered heavy casualties and gradually lost its fighting spirit, and gradually could not support it. Immediately, they covered each other, and a group of people crawled north in a vain attempt to escape. The soldiers of the first battalion pursued with accurate bullets, and from time to time some devil soldiers were shot and fell to the ground and died. The devils who narrowly escaped from the encirclement of the first battalion were killed and wounded by shells fired from the only four grenadiers of the first battalion. The corpses of the devil soldiers paved this stretch of the road.

The three company commanders ran to the side of the first battalion commander one after another, and asked puzzledly why they didn't order the troops to pursue and annihilate the little devils?

The commander of the first battalion replied that the task given to me by the regiment commander was only to ambush and block the enemy's reinforcements, and strictly ordered that the troops should not attack, let alone pursue, and that the devils who escaped would be surrounded and annihilated by friendly troops. The commander of the first battalion then ordered the three company commanders to return to their own company, count the number of people, check the casualties, clean up the battlefield, and evacuate after ten minutes, and must return to Shuihe Village before dawn.

Under the secret mobilization and strict organization of the underground party of the Communist Party of China in the western Hebei region, the anti-Japanese activists who led the anti-Japanese activists in Shili and Eight Villages successfully completed the task of transporting the first batch of grain under the cover of night. The members of the special column who received grain in front of the land temple in several places in the farmland in the western part of the county loaded the grain onto the wagon and drove it to the north of Shuihe Village.

At this time, the battle in Lin'an Town was still raging.