Chapter 759: Run! Jin Suijun

Wang Liang was lying on the map in the office, sketching with a pencil from time to time, doing analysis and judgment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Gang is right, his side can't fire the first shot no matter what, no matter how provocative Jin Suijun is, he has to solve the problem in a wise way. You can't complicate simple questions, and you can't let the other party catch the handle, otherwise you will be in big trouble.

The control of Xiaozhuang Village is resolutely not lost, this is the bottom line.

Now there is an infantry battalion and an artillery battalion stationed in Xiaozhuang Village, and the threat posed to the Sixth Army Division is too great.

According to Wang Liang's understanding, this artillery battalion is equipped with Japanese Type 38 75mm field guns, German Krupp 75mm caliber field guns, and French Schneider 75mm caliber mountain guns, and is the firepower of Liu Changhe's 886 Brigade.

This also means that this artillery battalion can quickly strike anywhere in the Sixth Army Division's station, which is extremely dangerous.

Wang Liang would never allow such a diaphragmatic sand to be rubbed into it severely.

"Lao Zhao, what do you think of this matter?" Wang Liang looked at Zhao Gang and asked.

Zhao Gang took a sip of tea, looked at Wang Liang with a smile and replied, "You kid asked me like this, I'm afraid I already have an idea in my heart, right?" My attitude is two: first, these two battalions must be driven out of Xiaozhuang Village, and second, pay attention to the way, and do not give people a handle and not shoot the first shot. Lao Wang, if you have any ideas, do it boldly, and I'll take care of it for you if something happens. ”

Zhao Gang's words warmed Wang Liang's heart, such a partner is really commendable, and such trust is definitely not cultivated overnight.

Wang Liang is glad that he didn't meet a timid and forward-looking partner, so he really can't win many battles.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, the sentence "having your office" is enough." Yes, Wang Liang has already come up with a good idea.

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On the highway 3 miles north of Xiaozhuang Village.

More than a dozen trucks with blue sky and white sun flags sped by, and they were the transport team of the 886th Brigade, which was responsible for feeding the two battalions that had broken into the hinterland of the Sixth Army Division.

The Jin Sui Army is not like the Eighth Route Army, it needs to be self-sufficient, and military expenses will be allocated every month, and the life of the officers and soldiers of Jin Sui is very good.

The truck was fast, and the driver didn't seem to want to make too many stops here.

First, I am afraid of running into the Japanese army, although there are few devils on this section of the road, but I am not afraid of 10,000, I am afraid of what happens.

Second, they were afraid of encountering the Eighth Road, because there were often guerrilla activities in this area, and the officers of the transport team were very afraid of being robbed by the guerrillas.

"Hurry, drive faster, hurry up to Xiaozhuang Village to unload the supplies. Damn, this transportation is very worrying. Lieutenant Jin Suijun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, kept waving a banana fan, and beads of sweat fell down.

He is wide and fat, after all, the transport team is a fat poor, there is no need to fight, and he eats, drinks and has fun all day long.

Then there is the fact that the car is too hot, and the operation of the truck releases a lot of heat, which directly raises the temperature in the cab to 278 degrees.

"Sir, this road is too bad, our car is fine, I'm afraid the car behind can't keep up, they are pulling all the ammunition." The driver rubbed the sweat from his face with his sleeve and replied.

"Hey, his grandmother's, then slow down, don't let the car behind you fall behind." The lieutenant cursed, and had to compromise.

The most taboo thing for a transport convoy like theirs is to fall behind, and they must act collectively to prevent accidents.

In the middle of the day, the bumps along the way made the lieutenant a little sleepy, and he squinted his eyes and prepared to sleep for a while.

Who knows, the way to wake him up is a slam brake.

Squeak - squeak - squeak - squeak -

I don't know what happened, but the truck at the front of the row suddenly fell into a big hole, and said that it couldn't get out.

The truck behind itself is not slow, the distance between the cars is not too far, and a sudden braking cannot avoid the doom of kissing the buttocks.

", what's going on? You're going to die! What for? The lieutenant took off, slammed his head on the windshield in front of him, and was immediately furious.

"Sir, the car in front of you has sunk into a pit." The driver on the side explained.

"Damn, that's fucking obscenity. Let the guard platoon get out of the car and be on guard, and I'll go down and see what's going on? Don't turn off the car, just be ready to turn around at any time. The lieutenant jumped out of the car, shouted a few words, and walked quickly to the lead car.

"What's going on?"

As soon as the words fell, a group of people poured out of the ditches on both sides of the road, surrounding the dozen or so trucks.

"It's not good, it's going to get off," the lieutenant was startled and hurriedly shouted to the drivers in the car.

But before he could finish his words, he had a gun on his head.

Even if the drivers heard it, they did not dare to move, and a gun was pointed at them.

Before the guard platoon that got out of the car could react, the gun in his hand was dropped by the people who rushed up.

Soon, the Jin Sui army was controlled.

The lieutenant trembled with fright and could not say a word.

This is a devil!

I was caught by a devil!

Puff –

The lieutenant knelt in front of the devil officer, grabbed the devil officer's trouser legs, and wailed: "Taijun, you let me go, all the supplies in this car have been sent to you." I'm just working for people. I haven't killed ghosts, oh no, Taijun. I've always been in charge of logistics..."

The devil officer kicked the lieutenant away and said in an unfamiliar Chinese dialect: "Take all the supplies, take all theirs, all the equipment, and do the work quickly!" ”

With that, the Imperial Association Army and the Devil Soldiers rushed up and drove the driver of the truck out of the car.

Jin Suijun's clothes and pants were all stripped off, and only a pair of underwear remained.

They also actively cooperated, and before they could do anything, they took off their clothes themselves.

"Yours, I won't kill you, I'm in a great better mood today. From now on, you and your people start to get out, 3 minutes, and disappear from our sight, or you will die, die. The devil officer said to the lieutenant.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's get out of here, get out of here, Xie Taijun." The lieutenant was overjoyed, and shouted for the soldiers to retreat.

Everyone is running at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

In less than 30 seconds, he ran out of more than 200 meters......

Seeing that the Jin Suijun ran away, the devils and the puppet army all laughed, and what was surprising was that they all spoke fluent Chinese.

Yes, these people are all soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, authentic Chinese.

The leading devil officer is none other than Wang Liang, and this time he is just a friendly cameo.

"Boss, there are whole loads of pork in the car, as well as canned grain and vegetables, and ammunition in the two cars behind." After inspecting the truck, the soldier shouted to Wang Liang.