May 20 is said to cover the sky, maybe for Wang Xiaofei and Li Minghua, it is a good day to travel.

Li Minghua They entered the ghost den on Lushan, and after stabbing the devil in the heart, he retreated with his whole body, and he didn't even damage a single hair; Wang Xiaofei led the team deep into the tiger's den and kicked the devil's head hard, but the devil didn't even see a figure, he could only stare at the corpses everywhere and the burned headquarters building and the collapsed artillery tower.

However, in comparison, the orders to be carried out by Liu Junshan's team should be said to be a relatively difficult task.

After blowing up the enemy's patrol boat on the Yangtze River, Liu Junshan and his entire team swam across the Yangtze River. Finally, he went ashore on Baishui Lake downstream of Xunyang Tower.

Liu Junshan didn't care about getting wet all over, so he quickly opened the sealed oil-paper envelope, took out the letterhead, and saw that it was written: Recently, the devil has important military supplies to be transported to the front line in Zhejiang and Jiangxi, so your troops must destroy it.

In just a few lines, it contains the trust and expectations of the superiors for themselves. It is conceivable that Li Minghua and Wang Xiaofei's task is definitely very important and arduous. In other words, this contest is actually a major attack on the enemy's theater of operations, a major destruction, and an indirect support for the [***] main force in the front battle.

Liu Junshan led his troops to Liaojiazui Village, the secret stronghold of the Einsatzgruppen on the shore of Baishui Lake, to rest and recuperate. Everyone dried their clothes first, drank a bowl of hot ginger soup each, and ate some dry food. They did not dare to stay long, so they set off overnight.

They didn't dare to take the big road, so they chose a rugged and remote path to walk, crossed the lotus ridge and Xuejia ridge, climbed over the Maoshan Mountain, and finally came to Zhongjia Village by Bali Lake before dawn.

This is the hometown of Zhong Guobiao, a member of Liu Junshan's team. His family has been fishing and hunting birds on Bali Lake and Qili Lake for generations, and has practiced extraordinary skills since he was a child. Swimming, rowing, and shooting are proficient. It is said that he also has a special skill, which is diving. He plunged down with a fierce son, and could swim through three wooden rafts five zhang wide each.

Everyone entered the village and came to Zhong Guobiao's house. His home is close to the lake, and he doesn't need to go out, standing in his house, he can clearly see the Balihu Bridge on the Nanxun Railway not far from the lake, and you can see the trains coming and going on the bridge.

The day and night of running made everyone feel very tired. After the team members had eaten, they dispersed to the homes of the villagers to rest.

Zhongjia Village is a small village, and it has only about 10 households. The people in the village all make a living from fishing, and they only make a little place to grow vegetables in front of the house or on the sandbar at the edge of the village, and they all eat it themselves. Each family also has some ducks and chickens.

Liu Junshan hurriedly asked Zhong Guobiao to find someone to go to the city to get information, and then hurry up to sleep.

In the afternoon, the man who had gone to the city to contact the intelligence returned. According to reliable sources, the Jiujiang railway station has been very busy recently, and in addition to transporting truckloads of soldiers from Wuhan, Wuhu, and other places to the front line in Zhejiang and Jiangxi, the devils have also mobilized a lot of strategic materials from Wuhan and other places to send them to the front line.

In the afternoon, Liu Junshan sat in the hall and observed for a long time, and almost every hour on the railway, a train full of supplies or personnel headed south.

According to the intelligence, the devils sent a heavy train directly to Nanchang this evening, and then transported it from Nanchang to Yingtan, Jinxian, and Dongxiang respectively, and directly put it into the Zhejiang-Jiangxi line combat battlefield to fight against the [***] team. The train was loaded with weapons and ammunition, including 10 tanks and dozens of cannons. There was a reinforced squadron of devils on the train to escort the car, and the train was escorted by armored vehicles in front and behind.

Liu Junshan's eyes lit up, and he thought, this is a big piece of fat, if you can blow up this train, it will be a great achievement! It will certainly directly support the battle on the front line, greatly disrupt the overall battle plan of the Japanese army, and even bring unexpected impact on the battle situation.

He asked Zhong Guobiao to hurry up and call everyone over and draw up a battle plan together for this information.

Today's dinner is very rich, in addition to the existing braised crucian carp, chopped pepper fish head, whitebait, the villagers also marinated in the urn of wild duck, bacon, sake lees fish pieces and so on all took out, prepared a table of delicious food.

The team members didn't know what to say to thank them, but they just gave their hands and thanked the villagers for their hospitality. Zhong Guobiao's 80-year-old husband stroked his long beard and smiled:

"Boys, you can blow up the devil's train tonight, and tomorrow we will drink again, and we must have a good drink and celebrate. Today, my old man is replacing wine with tea, and I wish you success. Hahaha......"

Mr. Zhong's words further aroused everyone's belief in fighting and winning, and they rubbed their fists one by one, eager to rush out and fight to the death with the devil now.

It was getting dark, and the searchlights in the turret of the devils at the head of the Bali Bridge were lit up, and the snow-white pillars of light were shooting back and forth under the bridge. There are a lot more patrols of devils on the bridge than usual, and they are generally patrolling non-stop.

Li Minghua received information that the devil's train departed from Jiujiang Station at 12 o'clock in the evening. According to the speed of the train, it only takes 20 minutes to reach the Balihu Bridge at most.

This train departs directly from Jiujiang Station, and there are patrols of devils along the line. Coupled with the fact that there are many devils escorted on the car, and there are armored vehicles in front and behind, it is almost impossible to get on the train on the road.

Now the only hope is pinned on the Balihu Railway Bridge, which is more than two miles long, and we must do everything possible to blow up the iron bridge.

After dinner just now, everyone discussed again, and felt that the only way to complete the task assigned by Commander Xiao at present was to try to get close to the railway bridge, and then wait for the opportunity to blow it up.

After repeated research, everyone unanimously decided that the task of blowing up the bridge would be handed over to Zhong Guobiao and two other team members. The other brothers just did everything to ensure their safety.

Liu Junshan finally said:

"Brethren! The task was very difficult and very dangerous, but it was the most glorious. We must do whatever it takes to complete the mission, even if the whole team sacrifices. Have the confidence and guts? ”

"That's a. Since joining the Einsatzgruppen, I don't know how many battles I have fought, and bullets have passed through many holes in my body. Lao Tzu has long been enough, and there are not a hundred devils killed by this shotgun, but there should be fifty or sixty. Hehe, in tonight's battle, if you want to die, you have to at least get the lives of a dozen devils to come to the bottom, and these are all earned. ”

Team member Jiang Donghai said proudly while wiping his beloved shotgun with a strip of cloth.

"I said Donghai, you have to come back alive, you don't see how beautiful the German-made sniper rifle in the commander's hand is. Don't you want it? ”

Zhong Guobiao said teasingly.

"Hey, who wouldn't want to come back? Don't curse me. ”

The two brothers joked that you punched me, and I punched you, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became very lively, as if they were not going to fight, but to catch the market.

Yes, looking at the fearless sacrifice of the brothers, Liu Junshan has a bottom in his heart.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening. The 11 members of the Hunters team, plus Zhong Guobiao's father Lao Zhong, who had to participate in the battle, were divided into three groups, each group of four people, and Lao Zhong was definitely going to be in a group with his son.

Three boats departed. Bali Lake at night, very quiet, although there is no full moon when the floating light jumps gold, the quiet shadow is sinking, but the half moon that is about to fall behind the mountain also gives Bali Lake more charming, delicate.

The Balihu Railway Bridge was actually built between two narrow lakes in the middle of the lake, and the railway bridge connected the two peninsulas while adding a more obvious dividing line to Qili Lake and Bali Lake.

The railway bridge and the approach bridge are only more than two miles long. Liu Junshan and the 11 of them must plant explosives on the railway bridge heavily guarded by devils, and then blow up the bridge. This task seems simply impossible to complete, and maybe it can't be completed even if the whole team sacrifices the mission.

The three boats left the shore and rowed in three different directions. Li Minghua and his boat headed north of the bridge, while Jiang Donghai and they rowed quickly to the south of the bridge.

Zhong Guobiao's father and son's boat slowly rowed in the direction of the railway bridge, and only after the two boats rowed away and finally disappeared from view did they begin to speed up and row under the bridge.

About 30 minutes later, Zhong Guobiao and another member of the team went down to the lake, with a reed stick in their mouth, dived into the water, and approached the bridge with the fishing boat.

Suddenly, a pillar of snow-white searchlight shone on. A puppet soldier shouted loudly:

"Stop the boat! What for? ”

Lao Zhong held up the fishing net in his hand and hurriedly replied:

"Boss, it's me. The old clock head of Zhongjia Village. ”

"Oh, it's the old hour. Where are you going to fish? "As soon as I saw that it was Lao Zhong, the puppet army was much more relaxed. In normal times, none of these fishermen have ever paid filial piety to these devils and puppet soldiers who guard the bridge. Therefore, they can be said to know the fishermen here, those devils and puppet soldiers.

"Alas, boss, the southeast wind has been blowing these days, and the fish in Bali Lake have really seen a ghost, and it seems that they have all run to the side of Qili Lake. Zhong Laosan, who is next door, hit almost 100 catties of carp and crucian carp on Xiangjiazhou last night, and I saw that each of those crucian carp was about one catty. I'm so envious. No, today our two are going to Xiangjiazhou. If you get it right, I'll come back and give you fresh crucian carp, and maybe if you're lucky, you'll get a few mandarin fish. At this time, the mandarin fish is very delicious. ”

As he spoke, the old bell slowly rowed the boat under the bridge. Illuminated by searchlights, the small fishing boat has an unobstructed view.

"Hey, I said Lao Zhong, our squadron leader said he wanted to eat soft-shelled turtles. Let's see who calls, and you can bring them over. Our captain will reward you. ”

"Okay! You can rest assured. The old bell said, and increased the speed of rowing again. Under the light of the devil's searchlight, the boat gradually rowed away.

And just when Lao Zhong's fishing boat rowed under the bridge, Zhong Guobiao and the team members had quietly left the fishing boat, took explosives and tools, and swam under the pier in the middle of the bridge. Taking advantage of the enemy's attention to the old bell, they quickly climbed the concrete fence of the pier and hid in the shadow of the pier.

At 12 o'clock, gunshots rang out almost simultaneously at both ends of the bridge, and the two searchlights of the devils went out in response. Immediately there was gunfire at both ends of the bridge.

It turned out that the group led by Liu Junshan and Jiang Donghai launched an attack on the enemy at the same time as agreed, and their task was to cover Zhong Guobiao and them. Liu Junshan's group hid in the reeds on the sandbar on the north lake of the bridge, and kept shooting at the artillery tower at the bridgehead. Accurate marksmanship, often shot into the eye-catching eye of the devil's turret, and the devils inside fell one after another.

As for Jiang Donghai, they used the abandoned houses next to the railway as a cover to shoot at the devils in the south.

The devils followed the cover of the turret and pillbox, and shot wildly at the hunters. At this time, the devils who were patrolling the railway, heard the gunshots and also rushed along the railway. Shoot at the target in unison.

Not long after, all the members of both teams were injured and the situation was very critical.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Zhong Guobiao immediately waved the triangular iron anchor in his hand and threw it at the bridge of the bridge, and the iron anchor accurately passed through the gap between the bridges and hung on the bridge. Zhong Guobiao tried hard and felt that he was hanging very firmly. So, he hung a thin rope around his waist and climbed up the rope like an ape. The team member below hurriedly tied up the explosives and let Zhong Guobiao pull them up.

Zhong Guobiao climbed to the top of the bridge pier, put the explosives at the junction of the two bridges, tied them tightly, and he was about to put the fuse down. Suddenly, there was a sound of motors from the north side of Bali Lake, and the two patrol boats of the devil were speeding towards the bridge at full speed. The boat's searchlights shone on the lake, and the boat's machine guns fired at the Hunters' hiding spots.

Seeing that the motorboat was about to drive under the bridge, suddenly, the searchlight on the motorboat shone on Zhong Guobiao, who was climbing the rope down, and the machine gun on the boat swept over.

Zhong Guobiao suddenly felt a shock to his body, his chest seemed to be hit by something, he felt a sharp pain, and as soon as the hand holding the rope was released, the whole person slipped down from it.

The team members on the pier kept shooting at the incoming devil motorboat. At the same time that the searchlight of the motorboat in front of him was extinguished by him, he was also hit by bullets fired by the devil and fell headlong into the water.

Zhong Guobiao endured the pain, raised his gun with trembling hands, and fired at the searchlight of another motorboat, and after a few shots, the searchlight on that motorboat was also extinguished.

He lowered his gun and struggled to climb up the rope with all his strength. The machine guns on the devil's motorboat fired aimlessly, and bullets whizzed on the piers and sparked.

Zhong Guobiao struggled to climb up, and his hands could finally reach the fuse. He gripped the rope tightly with one hand and the fuse with the other, tearing it with his teeth.

I saw a flash of fire, and the fuse flashed red and quickly burned towards it.

Zhong Guobiao's hand couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as his hand was released, the whole person fell like a stone and sank into the lake.

"Woo-", at this moment, the devil's arms retrain whistled and rushed towards the bridge like a whistle "boom, boom".

As soon as the front of the train reached the middle of the bridge, a dazzling light flashed on the pier under the train, and then there was a loud "boom", and the steel bridge suddenly arched high and fell heavily into the lake. The devil's arms train seemed to be grabbed by something in an instant, and it also rose and fell as the bridge rose. The ammunition on board the car was detonated under the impact of tremendous force.

In the midst of one violent explosion after another, the devil's heavy arms train was blown to pieces, and the tanks, armored vehicles, and artillery on the car were thrown into the lake like toys, splashing huge waves.

The explosion was only a brief moment, and the arms train of the devils pulled by the two locomotives was all reimbursed. Even the Devil Motorboat, which had just driven under the bridge, was not spared, and the two motorboats were hit by the falling bridge and the train, and quickly sank into the water. (To be continued.) )