Chapter 820: Stab the Knife!
One by one, the torches dispersed the night, reflecting the excited faces of the brothers, and the guerrillas returned victoriously with laughter and laughter along the way.
"Report to the sir, the brethren of the second battalion have come up from behind." The team drove to Xiaowangzhuang in a cheerful manner, and after walking not far away, someone caught up from behind to report.
Yang Ling waved his hand to stop the team and wait for the brothers of the second battalion, and soon, another team with torches followed.
Wu Changqing and the others attacked Qinghe Town, and then hit an ambush by the devils, and finally rushed back.
"My dear, they're going to rob the house, right?"
When the brothers of the second battalion approached and saw the heavy captured materials they were carrying on their shoulders, recruit Li Dequan stretched his neck and smacked his tongue secretly.
They fought with the little devils in this countryside all day before they captured more than 100 rifles, some grenadiers and machine guns, and they thought they had captured a lot.
But now I see that the second battalion is carrying things, which makes the brothers in the first battalion red-eyed.
"Brother Wu, it looks like you've made a fortune."
Seeing the second battalion commander Wu Changqing walking with his head held high and leading the wind, the first battalion commander Wang Huzi was so envious in his heart, he knew that he was going to fight on the periphery.
"Hehe, there are not many things seized, there are only 50,000 bullets, there are only 20 boxes of melon grenades, a Type 92 heavy machine gun, and the food and supplies have not had time to count ....."
Hearing where Wu Changqing smiled "modestly", everyone was shocked, this is not much?
"You're not going to end the devil's nest, are you?" Wang Huzi stared at Wu Changqing in surprise and asked.
Wu Changqing smiled hehehehe: "The strength of the devil guarding Qinghe Town is only a small team, I don't have itchy hands, I'll give it to ......."
Yang Ling's order to Wu Changqing was to attack Qinghe Town and attract the main force of the devils to come back to help, who knew that Wu Changqing's head was hot and he directly took Qinghe Town.
"Damn, I'll just say how the devil is in a hurry to rush back, you have taken someone's nest to the end, hahaha, but I like it." Wang Huzi patted Wu Changqing's shoulder and laughed.
The brothers of the first battalion had already won the battle, and now when they heard that the second battalion had also won the battle, the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic.
"What about the casualties of the brethren?" Yang Ling heard that Wu Changqing had taken the lead and captured Qinghe Town without authorization, but Yang Ling did not care about the capture, but worried about casualties.
After all, attacking fortifications is no better than fighting guerrillas in the field, and the second battalion can be regarded as heavy firepower with only one mortar, and if the losses are too great, the gains will outweigh the losses.
"Report to the sir, twenty-five brethren were sacrificed, fifteen were seriously wounded, and more than a hundred were lightly wounded." Wu Changqing replied with a serious expression.
Wu Changqing added: "I got all the medicines of the devils in Qinghe Town, and I also invited all the Langzhong in Qinghe Town to come over and treat the brothers' injuries. ”
"It can't be kidnapped, right?" Wang Huzi's eyes looked at the people in the costumes of the common people who were set up in the middle by several guerrilla officers and soldiers behind him, and said with a smile.
Wu Changqing said with a weak heart: "How can it, people heard that it was for our guerrillas to treat their injuries, so they rushed to come......
Yang Ling was relieved to hear that the casualties of the second battalion were not very large, and ordered the troops to withdraw to Xiaowangzhuang first to rest.
After all, the brothers fought with the devil for a full day this time, although it was not as good as the previous dozen days and nights, but the brothers were still tired enough.
Yang Ling's team that had won the battle retreated lively, and several villages passing by heard that the troops had won the battle, and they all stood on the side of the road to bring tea and water to comfort the troops, which moved the brothers for a while, and a sense of pride arose.
"Where is Chief Yang! I'm looking for Chief Yang! ”
Just as the brothers were halfway there, there was a sudden rush of shouts from the front of the procession, and a brother who had fallen and was covered in mud rushed to him.
"What's going on?" Yang Ling saw that the team had stopped, and hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation.
"Sir, something is wrong!" When the left-behind brother saw Yang Ling, he couldn't take a breath and shouted: "The Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade has attacked Zhangjiaji, and Deputy Captain Zhang has already rushed over with the militia team of Xiaowangzhuang, and he asked me to ask for help!" ”
"Damn, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade has eaten the gall of a leopard, and it actually stabbed a knife in the back!" Wang Huzi had a bad temper, and immediately glared at him and roared angrily.
Yang Ling frowned, this anti-Japanese national salvation brigade attacked Zhangjiaji at this juncture, I am afraid that the matter is not a simple matter of friendly friction, and there is a chance that the country has committed treason and surrendered to the enemy.
After all, in the entire northern Jiangsu region, with the gradual growth of the Japanese puppet army, in the end, not only the brigade commanders of the security army defected to the enemy, but even the commander-in-chief of the guerrilla army, Li Changjiang, defected to the enemy and became the commander of the Wang puppet government.
In fact, Yang Ling's guess was right, under the promise of the devil's high-ranking officials, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade that was cleaned up by Yang Ling and them once had secretly fallen to the devil.
And this time, the devil's encirclement and suppression of Yang Ling's third guerrilla detachment was not one way, but two roads, and the other was the anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade in the north.
The devil's order to the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade was to simultaneously launch an attack on the guerrilla detachment and smash the guerrilla detachment in one fell swoop.
However, Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, was not a fool, and knew that the guerrilla detachment was strong, so the attack was postponed for half a day.
He also made his own little calculation, that is, after the devils wiped out the main force of the guerrillas, he could come over and pick peaches, and there was no need to fight the guerrillas.
Because he knows that the devil is not reliable, and now he is bribed just to see that he has a few hundred troops in his hands, if these forces are exhausted, I am afraid that the little devil will even clean him up.
The devil didn't give them a power station, so he didn't know that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade set off half a day late, and naturally he didn't know that Han Feihu beat Xiao Jiujiu.
Han Feihu's anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade set off at noon and did not arrive in Zhangjiaji until more than three o'clock in the afternoon.
Yang Ling's main forces were all transferred to the front to fight the devils, and those who remained behind were some handymen and militia teams from various villages.
The number of Zhangjiaji's militia is only a few dozen people, and the guns they use are also bad guns eliminated by the guerrillas, so it is okay to scare people, but it is not possible to fight, and most of them are still holding cold weapons such as red tassel guns.
In order to increase the firepower of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, the devils deliberately allocated tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition and more than 10 light machine guns to them, and the firepower was greatly enhanced.
Knowing that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had attacked Zhangjiaji, Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain of the guerrilla detachment who stayed behind, did not dare to slack off, and took Xiaowangzhuang's militia team over to prepare to negotiate with the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, after all, he did not realize that they had defected to the enemy, and reported to Yang Ling.
"Beard!"
"Yes!"
"Give all the seizures to the brothers of the second battalion and bring them back, and the first battalion will follow me to Zhangjiaji!"
Yang Ling now guessed that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had defected to the enemy, and that Zhang Liechen would definitely be in danger in his past negotiations, so he was ready to lead his troops over and didn't mind destroying them.
"Sir, shall we go and help too?" Wu Changqing also rushed over from the back of the team and asked.
Yang Ling shook his head and said, "You are responsible for guarding the direction of Qinghe Town to prevent the devils from counterattacking, and it is enough for me to take a battalion." ”
"Yes!"
In fact, Yang Ling was completely worried, Kuroda Ichiro, who retreated to Qinghe Town in embarrassment, was cold and hungry, and Qinghe Town was also ended, and the morale was extremely low at the moment, where could he still have the ability to fight back.