In addition to Koizumi Youzaburo sitting in the first car, Zhang Ruhao, the supreme commander of the first echelon, and Zhang Ruhao, deputy of the Independent Regiment, also sat in the back seat of the cab of the first truck.

Dressed in the uniform of a Japanese lieutenant, he not only supervised Deputy Secretary-General Koizumi, but also dealt with the interrogation of Japanese patrols.

The whole convoy had been walking on the mountain road for four and a half hours, and it was getting closer and closer to the position of the Japanese artillery wing, and the sky had already revealed some white, and it was no longer pitch black.

On the way, I have already encountered two groups of patrols, but they are both patrol detachments of the 39th Infantry Wing of the 78th Infantry Brigade on the Niangziguan Front.

After several days of fighting, whether it was the 77th Infantry Wing of Jiuguan more than ten miles away or the 78th Infantry Wing here, there was no progress on the front line of Niangzi Pass, and its front commander, Major General Yoshito Takagi, commander of the 39th Brigade, must have been so anxious that he was like a lone wolf in heat.

But they were still so cautious that the location of the convoy was even ten miles away from the Japanese positions on the front line of Niangziguan, and they all sent out patrols, not to mention the artillery wing that they regarded as baby bumps.

The Japanese were apparently much more cautious than anyone had assumed, and when they were about six miles from the defensive line of the Japanese artillery wing, a patrol of about fifteen men stopped the convoy.

Except for the five soldiers who stood in front of the front car and stopped the convoy, the remaining more than ten people hid in the secret sentry post on the mountain, and by the headlights of the front of the car and the slight twilight, Zhang Ruhao even saw that the muzzle of a Type 96 light machine gun hidden in the woods not far away had been aimed at the convoy.

The Japanese army was unexpectedly cautious, and even though the second lieutenant Koizumi jumped down and talked excitedly for a while, the Japanese patrol still insisted on inspecting the convoy. If you don't let it be inspected, you won't let it go.

Of course, with the two infantry companies or two infantry squadrons that the convoy has now, not to mention that this patrol is just an infantry squad, even if they are reinforced by a light machine gun or even a grenadier group, even if they come to an infantry squadron, Zhang Ruhao is confident that he can solve all the battles within half an hour.

However, the task of the convoy was to infiltrate in disguise rather than to storm it, and once the Japanese army six miles away was alarmed, all preparations could only be wasted.

With them, more than 4,500 Chinese officers and soldiers came here to raid the Japanese artillery wing, far surpassing the Japanese in terms of numbers and small arms firepower. But the Japanese were not defending with shells, but with 48 cannons that could shoot shells out. Let these 48 guns turn their heads to hit them, even if 4,500 people can attack them, how many people will be left in the end? I'm afraid no one knows.

Although Liu Lang and Division Commander Liu have also prepared for the worst, even if they fail to enter in disguise, they will have to fight, and if they don't fight the Japanese artillery, then this Japanese infantry will not be able to gnaw. If you want to eat them, you have to sacrifice the lives of Chinese soldiers who have far more than 4,500 troops.

It can be said that the fate of thousands, if not tens of thousands, of Chinese soldiers is pinned on Zhang Ruhao and the infiltrating army led by him.

Koizumi Youzaburo had already gone down to negotiate with the leading military cao for more than a minute.

However, the second lieutenant in charge of a baggage squadron obviously did not deter the infantry soldier Cao enough, and although the password was correct, the Japanese soldier Cao who led the team still insisted on checking all the trucks.

Zhang Ruhao didn't say anything at first, and kept seeing the Japanese soldier Cao walking through the front car, walking past the second car, and the third car, and then getting out of the car.

"Yaga! Squad Leader Koizumi, please ask if they have received a telegram from our wing headquarters to the 26th Artillery Wing from Yuyuki Shozo of the 11th Infantry Brigade? Zhang Ruhao got out of the truck with a frosty face, and he didn't even look at the Japanese soldier Cao who was looking inside with the canvas of the third truck, and shouted at Koizumi Youzaburo in pure Japanese.

"Hey! Squadron leader, I asked him right away. Koizumi immediately stood up and bowed, and his waist was bent down ninety degrees, behaving like Koizumi.

Seeing a squadron leader get out of the car with great displeasure, the Japanese soldier Cao was also a little surprised. As a veteran of a front-line combat unit, although he can not take a second lieutenant officer of a baggage squadron too seriously, that does not mean that he can be rude to a lieutenant who has been in the army for at least three years.

If you don't say anything else, just because he didn't call His Excellency Youyoumu, the captain of the Shaozo Brigade, this point, he has enough confidence. It's not good to say, they were transferred to the infantry brigade that day, even if they were not the squadron leader, or they were the squad leader, it was enough for him, a small soldier, to eat a pot.

"Squadron Leader Miyazawa, my patrol team changed guards at 11 o'clock last night, and I was not notified by the squadron headquarters that a baggage convoy was coming, so please understand the responsibilities of my post." Jun Cao rubbed his head in front of Zhang Ruhao, and his words were much softer.

"Yaga, the telegram from the headquarters of our baggage wing has been sent to His Excellency Hosokawa Osaku of the 26th Artillery Wing at 1 a.m., why hasn't your 11th Infantry Brigade delivered it yet? Do you still want your supplies? Do you need me to immediately lead my army back to Jingcheng County and wait for you to come back after you receive the order? Zhang Ruhao's face darkened, and he almost roared in a reprimanding tone.

As soon as he said this, the sweat on the head of the Japanese soldier Cao fell.

In fact, from the correct password given by the squad leader Koizumi who had gotten out of the car to give the password, and the fact that a group of baggage soldiers who had entered the convoy had spoken in Japanese in a low voice, this Japanese soldier had already determined that this was the baggage convoy from Jingcheng County.

The reason why he still pretended to make things difficult under the pretense of military orders was just to fight the autumn breeze and get a few canned beef from this transport convoy for breakfast.

That's right, eating and taking cards is a common problem in almost all troops, not only in the Chinese army, but also in the Japanese army, in Europe, in the Americas, and in Africa. Even if there is an order from the top, these veteran oilers will rub some oil and water from the transport convoy.

This stubborn disease is almost impossible to eradicate. Just like an old Chinese saying: "When the water is clear, there are no fish", human nature is like this, if you don't let the people who follow you get some benefits, who will give you all your heart, or even sell your life? The ministers of China and Japan basically turn a blind eye to this, as long as it is not too much, just get a little oil and water!

You must know that even if the government sends supplies to the 18th Group Army, a major general must be sent as the leader, otherwise, the more than 2,000 miles of road all the way to the checkpoint may not have crossed the Yellow River, and the convoy may only have people and vehicles left without much supplies. For hundreds of miles, the old man in Shanxi had to use a lieutenant general to press the field when he sent arms to Liu Lang, which was a great favor.

How do you know that the lieutenant of the baggage squadron who led the team has such a big temper, and he is ready to turn around and leave if he doesn't agree with him.

"Squadron Leader Miyazawa is angry, please calm your anger, I'll give way." The Japanese soldier Cao suddenly withered, and he bowed his waist and admitted his mistake.

"Yo Xi, yours, do your duty, not bad." A smile suddenly bloomed on Zhang Ruhao's face, who had been staring at him for a long time, "How many of your subordinates?" ”

"Seventeen." How dare Jun Cao slack off, and hurriedly replied.

Zhang Ruhao waved at Koizumi, who was standing on the side, "The imperial warriors who are still so loyal to their duties under such difficult conditions deserve to be rewarded, two cans and a bag of toffee per person, which is a personal gift from my Miyazawa Youzan." ”

"Thank you, Squadron Leader Miyazawa, thank you." A deep sense of gratitude flashed on the face of the Japanese soldier Cao, and his posture of standing upright and bowing became more standard.

There are really not many such officers who can sympathize with their subordinates in addition to losing their temper.

Swaggering, his mood seemed to be extremely happy, Zhang Ruhao, who sat back in the cab, looked through the reflective mirror at the Japanese army Cao led several soldiers blocking the road, holding the cans thrown from the car in his arms, standing respectfully on the side of the road, the look on his face finally relaxed slightly, and finally successfully passed the first outpost of the Japanese army. Whispered, "Let's go." ”

The convoy moved slowly again.