Major General Suzuki is scorched with a toss! The task of the hundred-mile attack was not very reluctantly accepted, and it was blocked by the Eighth Road for a whole day and a night, and finally the air force sent a shortage of food or something, ready to rest for the night, and went east to meet Shimizu Dazuo.

But what happened next made Suzuki's frustration extremely low! First, there was a night of heavy rain, and the Tongtian River in the west, the river swelled, broke the embankment, and flooded the avenue by the river. If it hadn't been made in advance, the baggage brigade and the engineer team would have been besieged by the floods, and the roads to the east were said to have been washed away by the floods in many places.

The rain stopped at dawn, and Suzuki was just about to send a herald to Taiheizhuang to order the squadron behind the palace to return all the way north, and by the way, assist the baggage team and others to retreat north together. After the detachment had shrunk its strength, it would move east from this small mountain village to move closer to the friendly forces.

As soon as the order paper was put into the messenger's satchel, gunshots like popping beans rang out in the south, and the sound of guns and cannons stretched for more than ten miles, and under the haze of dawn, the sky red by the firelight almost covered all the middle and rear troop defense areas of the Suzuki detachment.

The most terrifying thing is that to the north and west of the Niangzishen Village, where the headquarters is located, multiple unidentified troops were also found approaching Xiangshan Village.

The headquarters of the detachment was in chaos, but at this time, the four radio stations also collectively malfunctioned, and they could not contact the headquarters and subordinate departments, Suzuki slapped the teacup on the small table to the ground, and smashed it with a bang, and the people who were in a hurry fell silent.

Suzuki called the commander of the garrison on the northern ridge and asked about the situation. He also called the commander of the defense unit along the river at the foot of the mountain to inquire about the situation on the other side. The commanders in both places said that they had indeed seen a large number of enemies presence, but there was no sign of attack, and that the river was more than twice as wide as the day before, and that even if there were enemies on the other side and there were no heavy weapons, there would be no threat.

After thinking for a while, Suzuki made a decision to transfer a small team from the brigade under the current jurisdiction of the detachment headquarters to strengthen the defense of Kitayama, and the rest was led by the captain to attack and advance south along the river bank to relieve the blocked divisions. At the same time, scouts were sent to the east to find Shimizu Daisa.

Then Suzuki sat on the maza at the gate of the Taoist temple, his eyes closed, his sword in both hands, and he didn't say a word.

After more than an hour, the gunfire gradually died down. When gunfire was heard from the hill to the north, Suzuki remained expressionless and ignored the staff officers who came to ask for instructions. When gunshots were heard in the woods on the other side of the river, Suzuki didn't move.

When he heard that the rain-soaked radio station had been repaired, Suzuki opened his eyes slightly and dictated a telegram, mainly reporting the siege, asking the North China Headquarters to send air support, and informing him of the location of friendly forces around him. Suzuki's stubbornness and dignity make him, even if he judges that he is in prison, he must stand out of the encirclement himself and do not want the rescue of others.

The telegram received a reply, and the headquarters said that the Air Force had sent several batches of fighters and bombers to support, and had informed the location of friendly forces around the Suzuki detachment, and that the nearest to him was the 139th Wing of Xiwangzhuang in the east, and they had been notified to come to support.

At this time, he got off the donkey, led the remnants of the defeated army and hurried to Xiwangzhuang, but Suzuki's good face was still strong, and the headquarters had to order the 139th Wing to pull out, move closer to his side, and defeat the invading enemy together.

The brigade he sent out to rescue the troops behind him came back, and the captain was hit by a stray bullet in his arm, and he came to report with his arm hanging, saying that the baggage team and the engineer team were besieged and lost a lot of baggage supplies, but fortunately they finally ran away from the Eighth Route and were not eaten, but the Taipingzhuang side couldn't get by, and the Eighth Route blocked was really tenacious.

After listening to the captain's report, Suzuki slowly got up from the mazazi and ordered the engineer team to go east to repair the road that had been washed away by the flood. The rest of the units alternated cover, contained personnel and supplies, and went to join the 139th Wing. Anyway, there was a debate on the radio for a long time, and the face was enough, and the baggage team and everything were rescued, and it can be regarded as a return of glory after the bloody battle with the Eighth Road.

After the entire detachment retreated to Xiwangzhuang, when they saw the wounded Shimizu Daisa, a sneer flashed at the corner of Suzuki's mouth, thinking that this arrogant Kwantung Army officer, who did not listen to dissuasion, had to pursue the Eighth Road, now it is okay, there are only three people left in a squadron, and what kind of big snake and ground trap are there, just to make excuses for their own failures.

Therefore, Suzuki's telegram to the headquarters said that the attack failed, and was blocked by the main force of the Eighth Road, although the enemy was repelled by the battle, but encountered heavy rain, flash floods, and subsidence, and was besieged by multiple roads and eight roads in the chaos, and the loss of more than half of the troops, and he was unable to complete the task of clearing and suppressing, and planned to find a way to withdraw.

The report of the 139th Wing and the results of aerial reconnaissance confirmed Suzuki's report from the side, and Okamura Ninji had no choice but to agree that the Suzuki Detachment would withdraw to Tang County with the 139th Wing. But a telegram from Qing Shui also reached Gangcun.

Shimizu listed the problems of the Suzuki detachment's slow movement, fear of the enemy, and ineffective command, and applied to the headquarters to lead a brigade alone to search for the remnants of the enemy in the north, and took the initiative to tell the story of losing the squadron in the face of floods and subsidence, and most importantly, asked to leave Rear Admiral Suzuki's brigade.

After reading this telegram, Gangmura compared Suzuki's message with the battle report of the 139th Wing, pondered for 10 minutes, and then gave instructions. Ordered Shimizu Daisa to be transferred to the 110th Division, and served as a field staff officer in the 139th Wing, the Suzuki Detachment returned south to Tang County to rest and recuperate, and the 139th Wing stayed in place to find an opportunity to clear and suppress.

In this way, Suzuki's face was also given, Shimizu Daisa's enthusiasm was also taken care of, and the personal relationship between the captain of the 139 Wing Okamoto and Shimizu was also good, and it was only fitting for them to chase down the eight roads.

As night fell, the devils in Xiwangzhuang lit a lot of bonfires outside the village, and an afternoon of argument came to an end with the arrival of a telegram, and the ambitious Shimizu and the relieved Suzuki also temporarily put aside their personal grievances and drank sake with the senior officers of the two armies.

After the banquet, Shimizu and Okamoto returned to the wing headquarters, studied the spread map for a long time, and decided to avoid the large area of water in the valley, and divided the forces of the wing into two routes, one led by Shimizu, and searched north along the mountains to the west. The other route is led by Okamoto, and the low hills on the east side of the valley first turn east and then to the northwest, and the place where the two roads are expected to meet is Kitayama Valley.

This northern mountain valley is a dangerous point in the hinterland of the Langya Mountains, overlooking a highway that winds through the mountains connecting Shanxi and Hebei provinces, and has not been cut off since the establishment of the Eighth Road base. Qing Shui's intention was to search for the remnants of the enemy and open up this road at the same time, so that the base area of the Eighth Route could be divided into two in the north and south, and their living space would be reduced.

However, what Qing Shui didn't expect was that when they were still marking a place name called Beishanyu on the map with a red pencil, Yang Bangzi and his team were more than two miles away from that road.

During the afternoon march, in order to speed up, Yang Bangzi asked the soldiers to make two improvised stretchers out of branches and vines, and carried Commissar Hong and another seriously wounded man on the road. He and the big man still took turns carrying the old blind man, and as a result, he heard something shocking.

The old blind man told him that although his eyes were not good, his ears were very sharp, and since he entered the county government prison, the old blind man had heard some strange sounds, sometimes he was tiptoeing around, sometimes he was whispering in a low voice, but it was not Chinese. Especially after Yang Bangzi and the others came, the old blind man heard three strange things.

Once at a Taoist temple, I heard someone gently lift the window frame and throw something outward. The second time was on the day I first entered the ancient tomb, and someone quietly got up at night, walked to the others, and after a while, returned to the distance. Another time, today, he heard someone scratching something on the wall, and he didn't know what to scratch.

Now Yang Stick was sweating a little, and he estimated that it was a word drawn on the wall, and he wanted to leave a direction for the devil to go. It seems that the commander's remarks that there are enemies among these prisoners are by no means groundless. But how to screen them out one by one, it's really a headache, and the matter of this horse and knife hasn't been cleared yet!

Carrying the old blind man on his back and listening to the whispering of chattering on his back, Yang Bangzi followed the detachment on the rugged mountain road, walking and walking, and the detachment entered a canyon along the sheep intestine trail from the mountain beam. The platoon commander of the county brigade who led the team reported that this ditch was called the Rolling Bottom Ditch, which was several miles long, and out of the ditch was the old road.

The bottom ditch is really worthy of its name, on both sides of the narrow ditch bottom, thorns are thick, and strange rocks are craggy. Overhead is a cliff, a winding path under a blue sky that leads to the mountains in the distance.

Yang Bangzi walked back to this ditch, and used to go to the north to carry out tasks in the valley that had just been washed away by the flood in the east. Before entering the ditch, he handed over the old blind man on his back to the big one, and he went to the front to hit the head, looking at this dangerous terrain, Yang Bangzi felt uncomfortable.

He called the platoon commander who led the way, plus Xiao Liangzi, and the three of them opened the road in front, and instructed the people behind to stay dozens of meters away from them and not to get too close. specially instructed Lao Feng and Lao Wuzi to break off, and wait for a stick of incense to catch up when nothing happens.

Let the fighters pass one by one, the bullets are loaded, and the bayonets are on the muzzle. Raise your spirits and pay attention to the movements around you.

The more afraid you are, the more you are likely to come! When he was only halfway there, Yang Bangzi's heart was pounding, and the hand holding the gun jumped a few times suddenly, and every time he wanted to fight, his body would react like this.

Stopping to look around, Yang Bangzi called out to Xiao Liangzi and them, squatted down, waved to the team behind him, and motioned for them to squat down to find cover. Then he flashed around, found a stone as cover, and rubbed the safety of the two fast and slow machines on his legs, and stared at the mountain beam to the east.

Just now, Yang Bangzi inadvertently found a little bright light out of the corner of his eye, and then disappeared, and a few small stones on the stone ridge rolled down. He immediately pretended to tighten his leggings and lowered his body, and quickly glanced at the mountain beam to the west, and there was a faint cold light behind the stones of the west cliff.

Only then did he shout Xiao Liangzi and suppress the team behind. After waiting behind the rock for a while, there was no movement, and Yang Bangzi shouted at the top of his voice: "Friend of which way!" Show up! There's something to say! "Echoes bump between the cliffs, strings of "Well said! Say! "It's a long way out.

"Shoulder to shoulder! I'm not a scoop on the line, and the sea is cold for a room! The bright storage head is prosperous, the black donkey, the non-child helps to line some, the sky is clear, and each goes to its own line! ”

Yang Bangzi listened to a head of paste, and he didn't say exactly what this was shouting, but he understood that it was Yujian's mother's robbery!

With his eyes, he motioned Xiao Liangzi to go to the back and call the master, and if he didn't make trouble, he would fight for a while. Xiao Liangzi retreated step by step along the barren grass cat's waist, and Yang Bangzi cleared his throat and shouted: "Friends on the road, we are the team of the Eighth Road, resist Japan and fight the little devils, borrow a road to go over, let's make it convenient!" ”

Half a minute later, another shout came from the cliff: "Shoulder to shoulder, the inverted Yang Mo is dull and round, and the move is bright!" Nest down, be careful, my trolls go up! Yang Bangzi roughly understood this sentence, and the meaning was honest, don't move, or you will shoot!

Beckon, let Xiao Liangzi stop. Yang Bangzi rolled his eyes quickly, thinking in his mind what to do?