When Zhang Xiaohu got the news that the first battalion of the 115th Regiment had arrived at the attack position, Lai Wenli had already led the soldiers to occupy the puppet military fortifications at the entrance of the street without blood.

The sound of fried bean-like footsteps still woke up the devils in the town, and these Japanese soldiers who were extremely arrogant did not think about the enemy's attack, and most of them turned over and continued to sleep with a curse.

Lai Wenli's imaginary ghost soldiers and puppet army poured out of the nest, and the scene of swarming did not appear, and the defense line arranged in the hurry of the first battalion did not play a role, which made Lai Wenli, who was always nervous, puzzled, and the poor vigilance of the puppet army could be expected, but as a unit below the 10th Division of the Japanese Standing Division, this devil squadron was not woken up by such noisy footsteps, and any company of its own unit was probably already ready for battle.

Could it be that the devil soldiers have already set up a trap and are waiting for themselves to fall into it?

Lai Wenli's mind turned a lot of thoughts, and all kinds of ideas surrounded him, which made him very confused, so he simply didn't think about anything, called Dai Cunxiang, the commander of the first battalion, and said: "Send a few people to sneak into the town to see, what kind of situation is it?" ”

Dai Cunxiang is the old battalion commander of the 20th Division, this personnel change has too much impact on a grassroots officer like him, originally thought that he would be beaten into the cold palace, but he didn't expect the new regiment commander to be unusually peaceful, since he took office, he went down to the grassroots level every day to mingle with the officers and soldiers below, and there was no regiment commander at all, and what Dai Cunxiang did not expect was that Zhang Xiaohu, who was the brigade commander, was also very easy-going, and regarded his grassroots officers as his own brothers.

The former brigade commander and regiment commander were high, except for a few henchmen, others basically couldn't get close to them, although Dai Cunxiang was not in their circle, after all, he was also a battalion commander, but even if he was him, the army could lead at most three or four times a year, not to mention the company platoon commanders and soldiers below.

People are like this, if you treat me with a hot face, I will be true to you.

So when Lai Wenli said that he wanted to enter the town to find his way, he did not hesitate to pick three or four familiar soldiers and personally led the team into the town like a black bottomless pit.

The one who led the way was the soldier who asked Lai Wenli earlier, and he was also one of the people sent out to explore the way some time ago, and the Japanese army and the location of the puppet army in Juye City had long been clear.

Dai Cunxiang and a few people leaned against the eaves to find the place where the Japanese squadron was stationed, a large courtyard, and a white banner lamp with a lampshade was hung obliquely at the entrance of the courtyard, and two puppet soldiers in overcoats shrank under the lamp, snuggled together, and were snoring.

Dai Cunxiang's big stone hanging in his heart was put down, and the movements of his troops were not discovered. He said to one of the soldiers beside him: "Go back and report to the regiment, say that everything is normal, and let him send someone to support us." After saying that, he said to the soldier who led the way, "Take someone and kill those two sentinels." ”

The soldier who led the way was named Zheng Wenhong, a native of Zhanjiang, Guangdong, and a well-known person in the 20th Division.

He led another warrior to the sleeping puppet army like two wild cats, and two flashes of cold light followed by two streaks of blood.

Dai Cunxiang turned his head in disgust and scolded in a low voice: "TMD, I said that I don't like to cut my throat, you rabbit cubs just don't listen, and you all learn this disgusting hobby of Tuanzao." ”

After Zheng Wenhong and the others dragged the two puppet army corpses into a corner in the dark, then put on a yellow puppet army coat, picked up the 38 big cover, stood under the light and made a few gestures to this side, indicating that there was no problem, and asked for instructions on what to do next.

Dai Cunxiang walked out of the darkness, came to Zheng Wenhong's side, and said, "The two of you will first disguise yourself as a puppet army standing guard, and wait for the next order of the regimental seat. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt himself into the courtyard.

The courtyard is very large, with two rooms and seven rooms, no wonder it is not too crowded to live in a squadron of devils. After entering the courtyard door, there is a stone floor tile, some small trees are planted around the courtyard wall, there is an incandescent lamp in front of the main house, the door is open, the light can only illuminate the little piece of the door, the inner room is pitch black, and it is completely unclear.

Dai Cunxiang only glanced at the layout of the courtyard a few times at the door, then turned and retreated, and when he walked between the two sentries, a nondescript Chinese voice suddenly came from behind him: "Yours, what are you doing?" ”

Dai Cunxiang was shocked by this cold and unguarded words, he turned around and looked back, only to see a bald devil, wearing a white shirt and a pair of beige trousers, his hands were wearing belts, obviously just coming out of the hut.

In the dim light, Dai Cunxiang found that the military uniform on his body was no different from the pseudo-military coat worn by Zheng Wenhong and the color of the bald devil's trousers, he had an idea, put the hand holding the shell gun behind his back, nodded and bowed to the bald devil, like a hardcore traitor, squinted his eyes and said flatteringly: "Dajun, you have worked hard." ”

The bald devil himself didn't have any doubts about Dai Cunxiang, but just saw him walking outside from the courtyard and asked casually. Now as soon as I saw him like a villain, and the two sentries were still standing straight in the middle of the night after seeing this person, they confirmed that this was a grassroots officer of the Imperial Cooperative Army who was checking the post, and ignored him who had been bowing, and walked directly into the room that was not closed.

Dai Cunxiang saw the bald devil walk into the house, he quickly turned around and walked out, when he flashed to the side, he let out a long breath, and stroked his heart that was still beating violently with both hands, and only after calming down a little did he spit on the ground fiercely, and scolded in a low voice: "Your grandmother, little devil, let you live a little longer, and then send you on the road with your own hands after grandpa." ”

After Lai Wenli got the soldiers sent back by Dai Cunxiang, he left a platoon of soldiers to stay at the street entrance, and left an order for the follow-up troops of the 115th Regiment who were about to follow up to set up a temporary position to surround the town; Another squad was sent around the town to look for telephone poles, and as soon as they found telephone lines, they immediately cut them. After arranging all this, he led the rest of the battalion to follow the soldiers who reported the news, and rushed towards the Japanese squadron station.

Machine guns were set up at the doors of the seven rooms in the courtyard, and Dai Cunxiang deliberately drove away to control the heavy machine guns and aimed them at the soldiers in the room of the bald Japanese army, and personally squatted behind Makqin.

Lai Wenli saw that all the soldiers were ready, he sneered, and threw the puppet army coat that Zheng Wenhong, who had been poured with kerosene, to the door, which was already full of firewood, not only the room he was facing, but also the other six rooms were also full of firewood, and there were also a battalion of soldiers who were specially holding matches to prepare for ignition.

The match swiped lightly on the edge of the box, snorted, and lit the fire, and Lai Wenli's swarthy face shone with a chilling look under the light of the firelight. He threw the blazing match at his coat, and in an instant the flames rose from the coat and burned violently, and the fire in front of the doors of the seven rooms grew bigger and bigger, and gradually spread to the walls and roofs, and began to burn into the house. The raging fire shone brightly in the darkness, and the sudden rise in temperature made the officers and men of the first battalion who had been working in the cold all night feel warm.

Finally, a devil was awakened by the fire, and shouted loudly: "Fire, fire......" The mournful Japanese cry for help sounded in the silence of the night, and it still seemed so piercing in the crackling fire and the fierce burning sound.

The sneer on Lai Wenli's face still did not disappear, and he didn't know when an extra grenade appeared in his hand, and under the firelight, the grenade in his hand was snorting white smoke, and with a little force, it was thrown into the room where the bald Japanese army entered.

The already raging fire, by the shock wave generated by the explosion of this grenade, formed a rapid flow of air, aggravated the burning area and speed, the house was awakened, burned, woken up The ghost soldiers were blown down, and the rest of the people who were not dead fled for their lives against the heat and flames.

When the first shadow in Dai Cunxiang's hand was seen, he roared angrily and spit out his tongue of fire, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the door were hit like a sieve by the bullets that came from the high-speed impact, and the blood mist splashed in the air was like a red net, and the devil soldiers who would continue to rush out blocked in this net.

Not only this room, but also in the courtyard where the Japanese squadron was stationed, the other six rooms were repeating the good scene of burning the dog behind the door and killing the dog behind the door.

The 3rd Regiment of the 7th Brigade of the Imperial Allied Army followed the Japanese squadron and was stationed in Juye Town.

From the first explosion, these puppet soldiers who defected from the national army were awakened, and when the puppet commander got up from the hot bed, he was still scolding his mother, and he thought that it was a grenade that was not long-sighted, until the sound of Makqin and the Czech machine gun came, he secretly screamed badly, hurriedly pushed away the woman who was still nestled in his arms, hurriedly dressed and ran out.

As soon as he rushed out of the room, he heard the sound of Czech and medium-sized rifles at the corner of the street, and then the sound of his own chaotic 38 big cover and 96 light machine guns returning fire. More of them were wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Cooperative Army, and the soldiers of their three regiments ran back desperately like frightened rabbits. He clasped his buttons and shouted, "Calm down, calm down!" ”

But in the midst of this chaotic scene, his cries seemed so small and powerless, that many of the soldiers who had just come out of the barracks, before they understood what the situation was, also followed the retreating people and retreated frantically, until the voice of Makqin sounded outside the town.

The puppet commander came from the national army, and naturally understood what kind of troops could use this heavy roaring heavy machine gun, his legs began to weaken, and his hands quickly tore off the rank on his shoulders, wiped his hands on the ground, painted his face dirty, and blended into the ranks running back from outside the town.

Except for the first wave of puppet soldiers who rushed to rescue the devils and a group of people who fled outside the town, most of the rest of the puppet army surrendered, and occasionally a few officers who wanted to make small moves were brought out and killed in front of the puppet army.

When Zhang Xiaohu arrived at Juye County, the sky was already bright, the battle had ended, the camp of the Japanese squadron had been burned to the ground, and even most of the corpses of the devil soldiers were burned black, and they couldn't distinguish their appearance.

Zhang Xiaohu hurriedly helped her to the side to rest, and said to the telegraph soldiers who came with Xiao Yuying: "Send a report to the division, Juye has been taken, the 115th Regiment has suffered few casualties, and there are more than 1,000 puppet army prisoners, how to deal with it, please instruct." ”

Fought a beautiful battle, which made Lai Wenli very excited, after he learned that Zhang Xiaohu was coming, he came over excitedly, and shouted to Zhang Xiaohu who was talking to a few ordinary people: "Brigade, a big victory." ”

Zhang Xiaohu ignored the shouting iron bull, and kept comforting the few people who were crying and thinly dressed.

Lai Wenli also noticed the unusualness of the brigade commander, and quickly quickened his pace and walked to his side.

Talking to Zhang Xiaohu was an old woman, in the cold of the early morning, she was crying uncontrollably in thin clothes, there were several corpses in front of her, all of them were dressed as poor people, and the old woman cried and said: "My son, my grandson and daughter-in-law are all gone." ”

Lai Wenli walked to the side, and he saw the old woman holding Zhang Xiaohu's hand from afar, crying in pain and very sad. Seeing the several corpses in front of him, Lai Wenli immediately understood that these were innocent people who died in the previous battle. His previous excitement disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by inexplicable self-blame.

Although Zhang Xiaohu did not blame him, and Lai Wenli himself knew very well that this situation could not be avoided in the war, but the innocent people who died in this family and more other Juye counties were indeed killed because of the attack of his 115th regiment.

Zhang Xiaohu whispered to the old woman: "Auntie, please mourn ......" He didn't know how to say it, and he couldn't say the following words. No words are so small in life.

He let go of the old woman's hand and said to the adjutant beside him: "Let the logistics area take good care of the people in Juye City who have lost their lives because of this battle." ”

After Lai Wenli waited for the adjutant to leave, he said to Zhang Xiaohu: "Brigade, it's all my fault for ......not thinking about it."

"No, you did nothing wrong!" Zhang Xiaohu interrupted him and said, "If we go door-to-door to inform them to evacuate today, will this battle still need to be fought?" Even if they all withdraw, how many people will be left in your 115th regiment? How many fighters did our 58 Brigade have to sacrifice? ”

"But......" Lai Wenli wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaohu, he said: "Tie Niu, the affairs of the common people are handled by the logistics department, I want to ask you, after this battle, can your troops continue to serve as the vanguard?" Do you want to change to the 116th regiment? Liu Hezi has come to me to make trouble. ”

Lai Wenli hurriedly said when he heard this: "What are you kidding, Liu Haozi is too inauthentic, and he grabbed the business from me." My 115th regiment has just tried his skills, and he looks red-eyed! Let him wait, and let them go to the 116th regiment when I'm tired of it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saluted Zhang Xiaohu, then turned around and left, shouting as he walked: "Brigade commander, wait for my good news." Strive to take Jiaxiang County tomorrow, and let him slander Liu Haozi again. ”

Zhang Xiaohu wanted to explain a few more words to him, but he didn't expect this person to disappear from his field of vision as quickly as his violent temper.

Xiao Yuying walked over, patted Zhang Xiaohu on the shoulder, and said, "Zhang Xiaomei, this Iron Bull is really a person who can fight, you have to pay attention to others in the future." ”

Zhang Xiaohu didn't dare to refute the words of this little ancestor, and let this little girl who claimed to be harmless to humans and animals call him Zhang Xiaomei.