The commander of the 12th Army of the Japanese North China Dispatch Army, Lieutenant General Ichi Tsuchihashi, sent an encrypted telegram to Suzuki. The main content of the telegram was to remind Suzuki that many communist forces were found active in his surrounding area, that the communist army was moving quite frequently in Jinchaji, and that the 129th Division south of Shijiazhuang was also on the offensive, suggesting that Suzuki's troops should stick to it and wait for reinforcements, and seek an opportunity to move in and withdraw to Tang County.

On the one hand, he was worried that the most elite brigade of the Twelfth Army would be consumed in the barren mountains and mountains by the Tsuchibachi Road, and it would be used as bait for Okamura Ninji to catch big fish. On the other hand, they were worried that the Suzuki detachment would repeat the mistakes of last year's Guanjiayuan Okazaki Brigade, and although the rest of Zuihou escaped, their vitality was greatly damaged and they were weakened.

At this time, Suzuki, who was lying on the marching bed, had two encrypted telegrams in his hands, one was the one from his old superior, Lieutenant General Tsuchihashi, and the other was an order from Senior General Okamura Ninji.

The general meaning of the order was to commend the Suzuki detachment for its courageous advance, to hope that the unit would continue to strengthen the offensive, attract more main forces of the communist army to the periphery, and wait for the arrival of reinforcements from other sources to solve the rear problems in North China at one time, and arrange for the air force to replenish the required ammunition supply, and so on.

For these two telegrams, Major General Suzuki's mood is very complicated, and he still wants to adopt the reminder of his old superiors and respected the division that in the current situation of dilemma.

Just now, he also asked Shimizu Dazuo to study the retreat of 50 miles, in the Taipingzhuang and Songjiazhuang lines, relying on the mountains to build a defensive position, the troops can be deployed, and close to the supply line of the Japanese army's southern line, it seems that this is the most haode choice at present.

However, there is still a shadow in Suzuki's heart, if he retreats like this, how will Okamura Ninji react? As a bystander who has been fighting between the ruling faction and the imperial faction for many years, Suzuki knows very well that the reason why his teacher, Lieutenant General Tsuchihashi, has been suppressed and unable to be promoted is that the ruling faction behind Okamura Ninji is making trouble.

Although he is not a faction, everyone in the 12th Army knows his relationship with Tsuchihashi, and if he resists Gangmura's order and retreats, he is very likely to become a victim of factional struggle.

Norihide Abe's lone advance did not happen by accident, and it was the factional struggle and Abe's own unruliness that caused other friendly forces to sit back and watch Abe's lone army be surrounded, causing the flower of the famous general to wither prematurely.

After thinking about it a lot, Suzuki still decided not to gamble with his future, muttered for a while, called Shimizu Daisa, dictated two telegrams, and ordered them to be sent out urgently.

In the share given to Tsuchihashi to the teacher, Suzuki briefly expressed his anxiety about the current war situation, and expressed the idea of retreating and jumping out of the encirclement, which meant that he wanted to ask the teacher to report the detachment's retreat to the North China Dispatch Army in the name of the Twelfth Army.

Another telegram to Okamura Ninji was simply a neatly worded military official document, reporting on the detachment's military operations and exaggerating the losses of personnel and materiel, which meant that it was unable to launch offensive operations again.

The two telegrams were sent, and Suzuki lay back on the marching bed, the dry earth and sand floor exuding gusts of heat, and although there was a tent to shade him, he could not stop the autumn tiger from wreaking havoc.

After a while, the call back arrived, and Tsuchihashi's telegram said that it was submitted to the headquarters of the North China Dispatch Army in the name of the 12th Army, requesting that the Suzuki detachment withdraw to Tang County, but there was no response.

Okamura Ninji's telegram also arrived, with eight words -- "Stagnation, military law." Seeing these eight words, Suzuki's cold sweat suddenly soaked the back of the military uniform.

Tsuchihashi is still under the jurisdiction of Okamura Ninji, who crossed the 12th Army and directly gave the 1st Mixed Brigade a mission, which is rare. Suzuki weighed out the weight of these 8 words.

Cheering up, he returned to the tent that served as the field war room, and convened a meeting of the officers above the squadron leader, and Zuihou took the advice of the staff officers, and an infantry brigade, baggage brigade, and engineer team remained with the detachment headquarters.

Send a squadron and retreat to Taipingzhuang to keep the way back. After resting and regrouping, the rest of the 1st Squadron, which had lost its troops in the morning, chose a place where the river was not deep, crossed the river, detoured back to the direction of the wooden bridge, and cut off the retreat of the 8th Road.

The rest of the combat units, waiting for the airdrop of additional ammunition, began to attack in the evening. After arranging this way, Suzuki said to the captain of the first squadron with a gloomy face: "Your Excellency, if you are frustrated by the Communist Army again, please apologize to the emperor for your guilt!" ”

The captain wiped the sweat from his face with his gauze-wrapped hands, nodded his head and bowed his waist, and exited the tent.

The first squadron of the devil who was disabled in the morning put together a hundred people, and with the help of the sappers, probed along the river bank for several miles for a while, and finally selected a piece of reeds with slow water as the location for crossing the river, which was the swamp where Yang Bangzi led the county brigade to ambush.

After listening to the sound of gunfire and taking a nap for a while, after the sound of gunfire fell silent, Yang Stick's intuition told him that there was about to move by the river.

Sure enough, the two observation posts came back and reported that there were devils on the other side of the river with a fine stick with bells and whistles, poking and poking on the river beach, not knowing what to do. There was also a small group of devils along the river, walking dozens of meters and firing a few shots in this direction.

The devil's three-plate axe, Yang Bangzi's brain is very clear! The frontal attack was frustrated, and the flank and rear detours were suppressed, and the idea of fighting the river was specified, crossing the river, and copying the back road, this little trick, Yang Bangzi learned when he was still fighting guerrillas in Xiangxi.

Gently reminded the team members that they were not allowed to hold the fire privately, waiting to listen to the order, Yang Bangzi especially told the young recruits, when he passed by Hong Mei's political commissar, the corners of his mouth drooped, and asked the female political commissar to follow the old five sons, Hong Mei didn't answer the stubble angrily, and was still with her own teammates.

Yang Bangzi is thick-skinned, and he is not cold when he is cold, and tells the old fifth son to let the fight start for a while and protect the female political commissar of Dian.

When talking about the female political commissar, she deliberately lengthened the voice, added a bit of bangzi play, and several team members next to her covered their mouths and snickered in the bunker.

Seeing Hong Mei's flushed face, there were tears in her eyes, and Yang Bangzi stuck out his tongue like a child who had done something bad, put on a grimace, trotted away, and went to the observation point closest to the riverbank.

The captain of this squadron of devils is very nesty in his heart, since the period of the Kwantung garrison army, he has also fought dozens of battles of all sizes, and his combat exploits have been promoted Shaozuo, but he didn't expect to be transferred to Guanli, and he has been dealing with Tubalu for 3 years, not to mention his military exploits, he has been reprimanded several times, and it is not easy to catch Tubalu, and the people who caught a handful of them were chopped with war knives, and they were angry, but today don't talk about the common people, rabbits can't see it!

was buried in the earth and blown up by a grenade in the morning, and had to soak in the water in the afternoon, this group of devils scolded in their hearts! It's not okay if you don't go into the water, the one who lost the battle was raised by the stepmother!

On the artillery positions on the Tugangzi side, as well as the heavy machine gun positions, the long-range firepower of the devils swept around the Dongshan Gangzi from time to time, and in the slightly gentler places to the south, the sappers hurriedly erected ground signs to guide the army air transport planes that came to the airdrop.

The devils on the river beach ate a cold rice ball at noon, drank two mouthfuls of miso soup, and it is said that there will be toffee and bean buns among the materials to be airdropped in the afternoon, and I haven't eaten the delicious taste of these hometowns for a long time. I really don't want to go down into the filthy river before I get a special ration.

Slowly, the devils held guns and ammunition high, wading through the river and slowly walking towards the opposite bank.

This section of the river presents a scoop shape, the mouth of the scoop is basically flat on the devil's side, the current is slightly faster, and some reeds grow densely on the bank of the river.

On the other side, the bank of the river was in the shape of a big belly, and the curved channel had become a large swamp, overgrown with reeds and water hyacinths. It was from here that the baggage team of the old five sons who blew up the devils used the cover of the reeds to get out.

Gradually, the first few devils were about to walk to the middle of the river, and the water also overflowed their chests, and the short little devils jumped up and inhaled, and when they fell, they blew bubbles on the surface of the river, looking like toads floating on the water.

Two-thirds of the devils went into the water, and on the river beach, the squadron leader with gauze wrapped in his right hand half-knelt next to the light machine gunner, his small eyes widened, and swept towards the opposite bank.

"Captain, do you want to fight?" The fifth son crawled over and asked Yang Bangzi in a low voice.

"Go back and watch that go! Lao Tzu's gun doesn't go off, which one is also biedong! The password is delivered! ”

"Yes! Lao Tzu's gun doesn't go off! Which is biedong! Xiangxia Biography! The fifth son crawled to the nearest soldier and finished the command.

As a result, a string of "Lao Tzu" reached Hong Mei's ears one after another, and the political commissar thought to himself, when this battle is over, he will have to hold a meeting to fight against this sweary-talking backwardman!

Four or five fast-moving devils had already entered the bay, wading through the weeds and mud, and were about to go ashore, but the devils in the river were black and oppressive, and there were only squadron leaders and machine gunners left on the opposite bank of the riverbank.

"Old Fifth Son, come here, do you see it, the few kings who came up soon, I'll hand it over to you an old boy!"

"Okay, I love to do the work of slaughtering the king!" The fifth son raised his eyebrows, lightly took off the rifle behind his back, adjusted the crosshairs, and aimed at the wet devil.

Yang also took off the Bayi style, held it in his hand, roughly aimed at the distance to the opposite bank, and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun.

"Smack!" The first shot was fired at the main shooter of the machine gun lying on the river beach, "Smack! The second shot then pierced the sub-shooter who was raising his body, and while the squadron leader was stunned, "Smack!" "The third shot pierces the ammunition hand that turned his head to run! It took the fourth shot to knock the knife-wielding devil down on the riverbank.

The 50-meter distance of the old five sons here is also full of bullets, and he is still chattering: "One! Teriyaki! Two! Steamed! Three! Stew! Four! Stew! "A few devils who are about to set foot on the shore with one foot were named by the old five.

The new melon eggs in the county brigade are stupid, Yang Bangzi and Lao Wuzi's shooting is too handsome, and these melon babies have forgotten that the guy in their hands is! It was still Hong Mei's political commissar who shouted: "Fight!" Comrades! Only then did the words wake up the dreamer, and the various weapons held by the team members opened fire!

"If you have a grenade, you can pull the strings, count them in two and throw them over!" Yang Bangzi yelled while naming the devil steel helmet in the river with his rifle.

A few team members pulled out the border area with their waists tucked in, and according to what Yang Stick said, they stopped after pulling the string and threw it out vigorously, and the grenade exploded above the river, and the shrapnel flew sideways, and the devils in the river cried and shouted for their mother! Some stuck their heads in the water and tried to rush over with their breath. Some held their guns above their heads and pulled the trigger to return fire on the shore. Some simply threw off their guns, floated their bodies, and fled along the river.

Twenty or thirty of them escaped back with great cleverness, at least half of them sank in the middle of the river, and those who rushed to the other side were basically wiped out on the embankment, and the squadron leader was shot by Yang with a stick, and he struggled to sit up, looking at the miserable scene in the river, and said in his heart that he was the master who did not love his grandmother and uncle, and he was dead. grabbed the sword and apologized for it.

It's a pity, Yang Bangzi looked at the adjutant knife in the hand of the self-cut little devil. Besides, a lot of good guns have fallen into the river, and they can't send someone down to fish for them now, so they can only tell the female political commissar, notify the local comrades, mark the place, and wait for the devil to retreat to get the guns.

The small ambush of the county brigade slightly injured only three people, but it crushed the attack of more than 100 devils, and also captured 7 good guns, and everyone was elated.

"Withdraw! Hurry up! Transfer now! Go back to the bridge! Fucking run! ”