PS: Thank you to the editors of the starting point for their love for this book, thank you readers and friends for their support of this book for more than 5 months, for a novel about the theme of the Anti-Japanese War that has not crossed over, no rebirth, no goldfinger, no YY, I can persist in writing until now, relying on the encouragement of the editor and friends of the starting point, I thank the editors and readers again. As an "antique" writer who writes in a realistic way, I would like to use this book to commemorate the 3.8 million Chinese soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country during the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and to commemorate the more than 20 million comrades who died under the butcher's knife of Japanese militarism.

The Japanese soldiers of the 163rd Wing, who were guarding the road, initially heard the sound of explosions and gunfire coming from the direction of the village, and they all thought that the wing headquarters and other places in the village had been attacked.

After the commanders of the garrison positions contacted the wing headquarters by telephone, they learned that there was a sneak attack on the ammunition depot by eight routes, but it was being surrounded and suppressed by the garrison in the village, and the panic just now was slightly calmed.

Just as the devils in these strongholds and fortifications turned their attention back to the big field outside the highway to guard against the night attack of the Eighth Road, three trucks actually broke out of the burning village, like three wild horses that had escaped from the horse, smashing into the ground, and actually trampled on the construction of the haode position!

The most surprising thing for the devils is that it was clear that the team headquarters said that the Eighth Road stole the truck, but someone on the truck actually shouted in Japanese and didn't let the gun fire, and the eyes of Haode did see that the driver was wearing a Japanese military uniform, and it was really a second King Kong who couldn't figure it out!

The troops who chased them from the village did not dare to open fire indiscriminately, the trucks were on the road, and the shells and bullets flew into their own fortifications if they did not make a good noise. It's messy enough, and then you accidentally hurt your own people. I can't tell! The devil officer who led the team did not consult his superiors and did not dare to give the order to fire on the road.

At this time when the devils were at a loss. The old fifth son who started the head saw the exit! Less than 100 meters ahead, the lights of the car shook off a terrace, and a suspension bridge was erected on the edge of the terrace!

In this situation, you can't drive forward along the highway anymore, once the devil reacts, the strongholds and fortifications in front of you can be blocked on the road on the hour, and it is difficult to say whether you can break through, so it is better to turn off the road and drive into the wilderness. The devil's trench is dug on the side of the road, and the black and wild land to the west must still be the territory of our Eighth Road!

With such a thought in his heart, the fifth son immediately stepped on the accelerator to the end, and at a distance of 100 meters, the truck sprayed two puffs of black smoke and ran to the ground!

This time, the devils in the terrace fortifications are not stupid, unlike in the circular fortifications just now, watching Yang Bangzi's car crash over and not running, they are all covered inside, the devils in the terrace fortifications. I felt that the car was coming towards me, and I went south along the traffic trench!

The fifth son learned the trick that Yang Bangzi's car had just used, and also went to hit the pile of sandbags, and the two vulture dragons also turned to the south. In doing the same, the two trucks did not take a few rounds to knock the sandbags and rammed earth on the terrace into the fortifications.

Ma Liuzi was not idle, and saw that the two cars in front of him had filled out the road. As soon as they stepped on the accelerator, their car stumbled over the sandbag. Rushed to the edge of the trench.

Seeing that these three cars were going to rush over the suspension bridge, the devils in the nearest fortifications and support points understood the taste. Flares flew into the sky several times at once! All of a sudden, the highway was as bright as day! Tracer bullets swept in strings, and the three trucks seemed to be in a whirlpool of bullets, and the tarpaulins on the carriages were all sieve!

At first, Yang Bangzi wanted to get out of the car to cut the cable of the suspension bridge, but the door couldn't be opened at all, and the bullet knocked on the door like a chestnut!

I couldn't get rid of it, and in a hurry, Yang Stick grabbed the rifle he had just picked up from the arms of the devil's dead body, and wanted to break the front windshield, the rifle was too long, and it couldn't be smooth! drip! The more chaotic it is, the busier it gets! I had to use a shell gun to shoot at the glass, which scared Ma Liuzi and hid from the steering wheel with his head!

There were a few more holes in the car window, and Yang Stick raised his foot and kicked it a few times, but it was okay, the car window was broken! A cool breeze poured in!

Four shots! A total of four shots were fired! Four cables as thick as a child's arm were broken in unison, and the suspension bridge staggered and swayed, "Boom! "The ground fell to the trench at once!

"Get up! Hurry up! Yang Stick grabbed Ma Liuzi's neck and pulled the kid out from under the steering wheel.

Ma Liuzi drove the car here just now with a stunned force, and he was a little stunned by the flares and bullets, a little trembling, his legs and stomachs turned vigorously, and he couldn't get oiled after a few clicks.

"Cowardice! Get out of the way! Yang Bangzi saw that Ma Liuzi was trembling, and he couldn't count on it, so he stretched out his arm and pinched Ma Liuzi's neck to pull his side, he moved his butt and sat in the driver's seat.

Yang's feet don't turn, the accelerator pedal creaks, and the engine roars like a cow, hey! The car will not move!

"What's going on? Ma Liuzi! Why don't you let this thing go! Yang Stick pestle Ma Liuzi punched and asked.

"That, that, push that lever, tap the pedal with your left foot, and release it again." Ma Liuzi shrunk his neck and trembled and pointed to Yang Stick to tinker with the car.

Not to mention, this Yang stick can be taught, and I don't know how to get it right, anyway, the wheel of the car turned violently, and the truck rushed off the platform like a yak on fire on its buttocks, and drove over the trench with a stagger.

When he passed, the two cars behind him also drove across the suspension bridge, and the fifth son wanted to speed up to catch up with Yang Bangzi's car, but the front of the car was hung with a pile of barbed wire and wooden stakes, and it drove desperately into the field.

It's not that Yang Bangzi doesn't want to stop, it's just that he doesn't know how to change gears and slow down or something, Ma Liuzi just now when they rushed across the suspension bridge and knocked down the barbed wire and the horse pile, the body jolted violently, Ma Liuzi was bounced up and hit the roof of the car, this kid was knocked unconscious! Yang Bangzi couldn't even ask for advice, so he could only bite the bullet, his feet didn't dare to leave the pedal, and he held the steering wheel with both hands.

Yang Bangzi still doesn't know where he took the lead in driving the car! On the west side of the highway is the dry river beach that stretches for more than ten miles, and the river has been rerouted from the upstream, and it has not been in the water for many years, and it has long become a barren meadow and dry sandy land, and the devils are in this wilderness, laying a minefield that is 500 meters from east to west and about two kilometers long from north to south.

In World War II, the Japanese army rarely used landmines as a weapon on the Chinese battlefield, first, the Chinese army, whether it was the national army or the Eighth Road, lacked heavy weapons, and rarely charged the strongholds and positions built by the Japanese army.

The second is that the devils did not need mines as pure defensive equipment in the initial offensive operations, and it was not until 39 years later that the mines used in the defensive operations of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party caused a large number of casualties, and they began to pay attention to mines, but they were not distributed in large quantities to the Chinese battlefield, and the Pacific War broke out, and mines were used more in Southeast Asian operations and the battle for islands in the Pacific.

In the current battle in North China under the command of Okamura Ninji, special emphasis was placed on rejecting the enemy's garrison, that is, if he occupied the territory, he would not leave, and in order to deal with the Eighth Road, which was good at night warfare and guerrilla warfare, the devils also began to lay mines in the garrison strongholds and communication routes.

However, the mines used by the devils to deal with the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas were much simpler, and most of them were tripping mines made by tying wooden stakes with Type 91 grenades, plus area mines made by loading wooden boxes with explosives and installing Type 93 electric detonators, both of which were used against the Eighth Route without tanks and armored vehicles, but only with infantry.

For the first time, the devils used the tactic of minefield in the sweep, and they were caught up by this guy Yang Bangzi! I thought that if I broke through the trench and the suspension bridge, even if I broke through the encirclement, it was good, and I crashed into the minefield!

The barbed wire on the front and body of the truck, even the pressure belt scratched the ground, and the tripping thunderbolts were triggered! The grenade exploded after being bounced to a height of more than one meter, just like a large flash thunder fireworks, and the car of Yang Bangzi was like a boat in the stormy seas, bumping non-stop!

The car in front triggered a mine, and the old five sons and the second vulture in the back brushed the ground together, and a layer of white hair and cold sweat appeared on the back! I understand that this is a minefield! I wanted to reverse the car and go back, but it didn't work, the bullets on the road were splashed like raindrops, and the flares in the sky were also one after another, and the car only needed to stop for a minute, and it could be covered by shells!

Only stubbornly followed the head car, the old five sons looked at the explosions and fires around the car in front of him, and he didn't find the decline in his heart, and said that this time it depends on Yang Bangzi's life! Let's follow the ground that the first car has pressed!

Although it is a mystery to be bombarded by mines that keep exploding, fortunately these exploding mines are all modified with infantry grenades, and there is an additional ignition device that can bounce the grenade to a meter high, and it is no problem to blow up the infantry.

But Yang Stick is not a mine with legs, but a truck with a weight of more than two tons, and the body is welded with steel plates! The prefabricated fragments of the grenade collapsed into the steel plate, which is a white spot!

At the beginning, Yang Stick was blown up a little blindly, and his heart was also hairy, every time the body was shaken, his heart was flickering and flickering, but just listening to the sound, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the car, this kid was bold and fat, and his mind was so lively, and there was no stability under his hands.

Originally, it was straight to the west, the mine exploded one after another, Yang stick subconsciously followed the shaking of the body, the body wanted to dodge, the hand pulled the steering wheel to turn, the front of the car will be west and south, and the truck will come in the minefield with countless "S" shapes!

It's a pity that the devil has been busy for two days to bury so many mines, this is still a haode, at least he can jump out and blow up the car body, and it's not a waste to listen to it

The barbed wire fence and wooden stakes hanging from the gangsters are also starting to trick or treat! Pulling the skin and yellow sand, it was dusty, and like a rake scraping the earth, it pulled things out of the soil! The thick black threads, and the square boxes, were dragged by barbed wire, and they followed the truck with a grunt! (To be continued......)