Section 3 Phantom IX
"You're rejecting them like that, not afraid they'll want to go elsewhere?" In the car, Gong Xiuhua asked Zhuang Jihua with great interest.
Zhuang Jihua absentmindedly looked at the scenery that flashed quickly outside the window and replied casually: "Then what can I do, let me go to the provincial chairman, it is laborious and thankless, or both sides are not flattering, boring, it is better to be happy on the front line." ”
"I'm a little strange, it's been more than ten days since Liu Xiang died, why hasn't the chairman asked for your opinion?" Gong Xiuhua asked maliciously: "Are you overestimating yourself too much?" ”
This question appeared for the first time, Zhuang Jihua's brows furrowed even tighter, and the words of Gong Xiuhua reminded him, why hasn't Chiang Kai-shek proposed a candidate for chairman of Sichuan Province, what is he thinking? Let yourself ask, it is obvious that he will not be able to ask, and once he takes the initiative to ask, regardless of the reason, Chiang Kai-shek may doubt his relationship with the forces in Sichuan, which is exactly what he has always wanted to avoid.
The farmers in the fields are busy, the rice seedlings in the fields are green, covering the earth with a layer of green, the half-cut branches bloom a few new shoots, and occasionally a few wildflowers appear in front of them, swaying in the wind.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, several groups of soldiers were sitting barefoot on the ridges, smoking cigarettes and amusing each other, and two peasant women watched them play beside them, and their hands were constantly busy.
A front team passed by the car, the trolley was loaded with food and ammunition, and the team members in various costumes pushed the cart vigorously and headed into the distance.
"Look at them," Zhuang Jihua raised his chin slightly: "If I can give half a year, I can build eastern Henan into an impregnable fortress, and we will set out from here to recover the rivers and mountains." ”
"Half a year? Cultural Revolution, what do you mean? In her opinion, let alone half a year, even if it takes a year or two years, the commander of the Fifth Theater is still he Zhuang Jihua.
"It's nothing," Zhuang Jihua shook his head a little tiredly: "The little devils are replenished very quickly, 100,000 people have landed in Tianjin, Shanghai, and Qingdao in half a month, and their soldiers have formed combat effectiveness faster than ours, I estimate that the little devils will attack before the wheat harvest." ”
"Before the wheat harvest? That's June," Gong Xiuhua now doesn't doubt Zhuang Jihua's judgment, she looked at the rice field just now: "Is there enough time for them to clean up the rear in the past few months?" Don't want it in the rear? GCD is making such a big fuss, so don't care? ”
This is exactly what Zhuang Jihua suspects, although he made this judgment, but he still needs intelligence to corroborate, he really doesn't want to start in June, at least it should be delayed until July, and the grain is harvested, so as to avoid famine among the people in eastern Henan.
Zhuang Jihua turned his head and was about to speak, "Boom! An explosion sounded in the convoy, Zhuang Jihua turned his head to see that the car behind him had caught fire and burned, and no one got out of the car, his car shook up sharply, and then fell heavily.
"Click, click..." The sound of machine guns sounded, and the sound of bullets suddenly sounded around the car, Zhuang Jihua took the palace embroidery painting into his arms, and shouted: "Get down!" ”
"Hooray!" The two people shouted loudly and rushed towards the car with the smoking explosive bag, Wu Ziniu pushed the car door, raised his hand and shot the two people down, and then hid behind the car door.
Two huge explosions sounded not far away, in the bloody rain, the car shook violently again, Zhuang Jihua leaned sideways on Gong Xiuhua's body, pressed her body, and then kicked the car door, about to rush out of the car.
"Don't come down!" Wu Ziniu shouted, the muzzle of the gun moved horizontally, firing continuously, and the driver also jumped out of the car to observe vigilantly from all sides, and before he could see it, a bullet flew from a distance and hit him in the head.
"There are snipers, don't come out." Wu Ziniu shouted, and then ducked behind the car door.
Shi Shaoxian was on the truck at the beginning, and when he saw the car in the middle exploding, his face turned white, and he secretly shouted that he was lucky, Zhuang Jihua came out with five cars, two trucks and three cars, and the trucks were the guards of the guard team; There are three cars, except for Zhuang Jihua, the others are either fellow officers or guards, these guards are Zhuang Jihua's personal guards, commanded by Wu Ziniu. The appearance of the three cars is exactly the same, Zhuang Jihua is not determined in advance which car, before getting into the car, Zhuang Jihua took the first car, and when he came, he sat in the middle car.
The person who pounced on the car in the middle, Shi Shaoxian was not without suspicion, that person stood there, holding a burden in his hand, and he didn't hurry, now it is rare to see an idle person like this, but before he stopped, the truck drove over, and the person walked forward, and then pounced on the car in the middle.
"Mom, I'm embarrassed and thrown to my grandmother's house." Shi Shaoxian scolded in a low voice: "Call me, you take three people and go around from the left, Wang Scar, you cover, and the others will follow me from the right." ”
From the sound of gunfire, there were not many enemies, but there was a machine gun on a small hill forty meters to the left, and it was firing fiercely at the place. The guards of the truck behind quickly jumped out of the truck, and the guards in the sedan also rushed over.
Before Shi Shaoxian acted, Sun Mingyi on the truck behind him had already led the team to rush up, and the machine guns of the ambushers were immediately attracted by them.
Sun Mingyi's men immediately divided into three groups and outflanked the enemy, and the machine guns on the truck spewed out a rain of bullets like a wind, suppressing the enemy's firepower.
Gu Ben looked at the car anxiously, the target was obviously on the car, seven or eight guards surrounded the car to death, Zhuang Jihua's guards reacted too quickly, they just played the first round of firepower, and the opponent's counterattack arrived. The guards in the first car were even more agile, and the sedan was still shaking, so he shot and killed the two forwarders who pounced.
"Eight Grids!" Guben scolded hatefully, the target was originally in the first car, but the intelligence said that in the second car, these intelligence officers were really rice buckets.
"Bang" two bullets blew past his cheeks with the sound of the wind, he rolled over and rolled to a hollow, raised his hand to shoot two shots, and then the dense bullets pressed him so that he couldn't raise his head, he made several tactical moves in a row and turned to the other side, and the gunfire next to him suddenly stopped.
Gu Ben's heart was cold: "Qing Zhejun! There was a faint cry over there, he hurriedly crawled over, Qing Zhe's right chest was gushing blood, Qing Zhe said softly: "Shao....Zuo..., give me a shot, I....I... He cannot be a prisoner of the people of China. ”
Guben nodded: "See you at the Yasukuni Shrine." After saying that, he put a gun to his chest and shot him.
At this time, there were two explosions in the car, followed by a fierce shooting, and then another explosion, and Guben's face showed joy, he walked around the grave, stretched out his head and couldn't help but scold: "Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! ”
On the side of the car, several Chinese soldiers were shooting fiercely to the right, and there were two bloody bodies not far from the car, which could not be said to be corpses, but pieces of flesh and blood, and Gu Ben knew that he had completely failed.
Gu Ben put a lot of thought into today's ambush, the main force was arranged on the left flank, and the right flank also arranged three people, these three people arrived here in the second half of the night yesterday, they dug three pits about twenty meters away from the road, and the three people hid in the pits, covered with camouflaged wooden planks, and then waited there quietly, the first wave of assassination failed, Zhuang Jihua's guard firepower was bound to be attracted by the left flank, and they had the opportunity to carry out the second wave of assassination, twenty meters away, according to their speed in a few seconds.
But he insisted here, but it aroused Shi Shaoxian's vigilance, this is not in line with the essence of the assassination, according to their firepower, the failure of the first wave of shots is equivalent to the failure of the assassination, they should quickly flee, there is no reason to stick here, unless they have another speed killing move, Shi Shaoxian immediately understood that the right wing has not moved, and the killing move can only be here.
After thinking clearly, he immediately transferred a team to search several commanding heights on the right flank, and before he could set off, two people jumped out of the deserted graves on the right flank, with smoking explosives bags in their arms, and they were immediately shot and killed as soon as they came out, triggering the explosives on their bodies, and the third person rushed behind them, rushing through the rain of blood, but only four or five meters away from the car.
"Bastard! Bastard! Guben picked up and ignored the guards behind him, rushed towards the road, and pulled the trigger violently, and he saw an officer behind the car opposite coldly pull the trigger.
"Safety!"
"Safety!"
Shouts of safety came from all over the search, and as soon as the enemy on the right flank was eliminated, Zhuang Jihua got out of the car and looked at the dead and wounded guards around him, his face was pale.
It took only five or six minutes from the beginning to the end of the attack, and in just a few minutes, all nine attackers were killed, and six of his guards were killed. The process of fighting was even more dangerous and bloody, and if it weren't for luck on his side, he would definitely have died.
"Commander!" Shi Shaoxian stood in front of Zhuang Jihua in fear, and it was a serious dereliction of duty for him as a guard chief to let the enemy get so close to Zhuang Jihua.
Wu Ziniu rushed up angrily, grabbed his chest, and put the gun in his other hand on his head: "What the fuck are you eating!" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you! ”
"Wu Ziniu, let go, it has nothing to do with him." Zhuang Jihua scolded in a deep voice.
Wu Ziniu let go of his hand unwillingly, Shi Shaoxian was about to cry, and knelt down in front of Zhuang Jihua: "Commander, I was negligent, Director Wang reminded me that the way to go out and go back is different, today I..., I was careless, I should die!" ”
"Get up, the sword mountain and the sea of fire have all been broken, what are you crying about, it's useless!" Zhuang Jihua scolded: "This is not a question of accountability, it is a matter of learning lessons, go back and summarize well, let's go." ”
"You can't go forward, it's better to go back, back to the 47th Army." Shi Shaoxian got up and stopped Zhuang Jihua: "I don't know if there is an ambush in front, the commander listens to me, let's go back." ”
"Go back there! Don't let the little devils laugh! Zhuang Jihua scolded coldly: "Keep going!" It's no big deal, they're running out of donkey skills, leaving one truck behind and the others continuing to walk. ”
There were no wounded, the truck was there to carry the corpses, and the people who were left behind were to protect the scene and let Wang Xiaoshan investigate.
"Well, listen to the commander." Wu Ziniu was silent and said to Shi Shaoxian: "Send two people to the 47th Army, report the situation here to Commander Li, and the others go back together." ”
(To be continued)