Everyone agreed to leave the main trench one after another and make their own preparations.

Dong Zhu'an beckoned his henchman Battalion Commander Li to a secluded place and said, "See clearly, right?" I want to cross the river and tear down the bridge. ”

"You mean Jiang Chujiu—" Camp Commander Li asked tentatively.

"It's not just Jiang Chujiu," Dong Zhu'an said worriedly, "Jiang Yiliang's actions are also suspicious." "This-" Battalion Commander Li was skeptical.

"Don't be so stupid, don't wait until you see the coffin to shed tears." Dong Zhu'an glared at Battalion Commander Li and said thoughtfully, "No matter what tricks the old guy wants to play, he still strikes first, just use this opportunity to kill him, and it is always a trouble to keep him." ”

"What about the rest of the world?"

"Easy to do! I'll go and tell the brigade commander that I want you to break through with Jiang Chujiu, and take advantage of the chaos to kill him, and no one in the chaotic army will find out. As for Jiang Yiliang, he is a soft egg, and it is easy to deal with some, you just need to pay attention to it. ”

"I-" Battalion Commander Li opened his mouth wide in horror, not knowing what to say.

Dong Zhu'an continued: "Get rid of Jiang Chuliang, you will have great benefits. ”

At this time, the guns in front were loud and the killing was loud, and the retreating our troops turned back to meet the battle and carried out a fierce counterattack, and the troops on the left and right flanks also quickly outflanked them.

"Lao Jiang, the Eighth Route Army has attacked!" Battalion Commander Li exclaimed, "Where? Battalion Commander Li pulled the reins of his horse, turned around sharply, and took advantage of Jiang Chujiu's panicked look, pulled out his pistol, and fired three shots at Jiang Chujiu, Jiang Chujiu dismounted in response.

Jiang Yiliang happened to gallop over, saw all this in his eyes, raised his pistol with tears in his eyes, and without waiting for Battalion Commander Li to turn around, he fired four shots at Battalion Commander Li in a row, sending Battalion Commander Li to the western sky.

Jiang Yiliang fired three shots in the sky and shouted: "Break through with me!" "Lead the rearguard troops to rush up.

At this time, a unit of our Eighth Route Army came from the left flank, and there was a burst of rapid shooting, and the rearguard troops were in an uproar. At the same time, another unit of the Shandong Column of our Eighth Route Army rushed up from the right flank, blocked the way of the rearguard troops head-on, and trapped the rearguard troops in the core.

The reinforced company commanded by Jiang Yiliang also fell into the encirclement of our army and launched a fierce fight.

Dong Yan's vanguard breakthrough troops were divided into several pieces by our army, and they could not care for each other, and the soldiers were frightened, crying out, rushing to and west, and in confusion.

Jiang Yiliang rushed to the front, this old guy saw that the general trend was gone and could not be cleaned up, so with a few cronies, he desperately broke out of the encirclement and fled.

The Japanese puppet army continued to search and advance along the Huangsha Highway, and these bad things had completely lost the sharpness they had when they first set off, and they were all covered with smoke and dust, and their faces were tired and staggering, looking embarrassed and embarrassed.

Along the way, they were blocked by several guerrilla brigades and the broad masses, especially a fierce battle in a large village, which greatly frustrated their spirit.

This is indeed a heavy blow to these devils who have been accustomed to easy victory since the invasion of China for more than a year, and when they think of those blazing iron sand of death, the white blades shining with the cold light of longevity, surrounded by the smoke of gunpowder and the choking of yellow dust, the long-distance march and battle is enough for people to bear.

And Tengben, who has no humanity, doesn't let them eat and rest, and rushes to the road, which is simply torture for them. Dissatisfaction and weariness grew among the Japanese puppet army, and their fighting spirit and confidence were greatly weakened, and it was only by succumbing to Fujimoto's prestige that they had to continue on their way.

Thinking of this, Fujimoto's impatience calmed down a little, reined in the reins of the horse, and raised the binoculars to look ahead.

"Haizhou Command emergency call." A devil officer hurried over and reported to Fujimoto.

Fujimoto was observing intently, didn't look back, just said indifferently, "You read it." The devil officer unfolded the telegram and read: "Both the southern and northern parts of Ganyu have found that the Eighth Route Army has gathered the common people along the route to break the road, and the garrison along the road is weak and cannot be forcefully suppressed. In order to prevent the scale of the road break from continuing to expand and ensure military transportation, if there is little hope of aiding Xiangzhuang Lake, please immediately withdraw to Ganyu City to avoid mistakes at both ends. ”

The old fellow Fujimoto was taken aback, and the binoculars hung down to his chest. He held his composure, pondered for a moment, and said decisively: "Reply to the headquarters: The Eighth Route Army is concentrating its main forces on the battlefield of Xiangzhuang Lake, and it is impossible to launch a large-scale external attack. The matter of breaking the road is thought to be a bluff by a small group of local armed forces, taking the opportunity to harass them in order to cope with their internal operations. Please ask the command to strictly guard against disturbing each other. Gangsters in the south of Ganyu, please deal with the camera, and the reinforcements continue to go west......"

The devil officer looked at Fujimoto's face and reminded: "Mr. Shaozuo, in case the military transportation is delayed and the battle on the frontal battlefield is affected—one"

Fujimoto interrupted the officer's words with a wave of his hand, "The battle of Xiangzhuang Lake is related to the overall situation of northern Jiangsu and southern Lunan, and there can be no wavering!" ”

"Hello!" The devil officer answered and left quickly.

A wave of anger surged from the bottom of Fujimoto's heart, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart: "Commander, this old guy, wants to eat mutton and is afraid of provoking him, wants honor but is afraid of being responsible, as soon as he gets a little trouble, he is flustered and can't sit steadily, lest he go against the eyes of the authorities, it's really not his mother's thing!" ”

When Fujimoto, an old fellow, fought hard, he not only did not give a little corresponding support, but on the contrary, he also increased his worries, which was really a guy who had more than enough to do. Let such a cowardly, indecisive old guy stand alone, and the decision-making authorities in the base camp are really blind.

But he Fujimoto is by no means a timid and indecisive bastard, let alone a pawn who can be waved away and summoned at any time, this old guy wants to show his skills in the most difficult and critical moments, let them know that Fujimoto is not a big rice bucket.

Suddenly, the roar of guns sounded in front, and the forward troops engaged in fire with the Ganyu guerrillas. Fujimoto frowned angrily as he rode forward.

By the time Fujimoto arrived at the front, the blocking troops had quickly moved away, wisps of gunpowder smoke were floating in the sky all around, and several wounded devils and puppet soldiers were lying in pools of blood tossing and moaning, and the troops stopped marching, looking around in confusion and anxiety.

Fujimoto waved his hand helplessly, and the devils hurriedly carried away the wounded soldiers, regrouped the team and continued to search and advance.

At this time, there was a commotion behind him, and the old guy turned to look, and there were four devils lying on the ground tired, with pale faces and spasms in their hands and feet, and several devils were administering first aid.

As soon as Fujimoto approached the patient, a sour smell of vomit rushed into his nostrils, and he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and he snorted, and his stomach and intestines stirred violently, and he almost vomited.

The old fellow supported himself, did not take a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, but bent down to examine the patient's face, and waved the devil to carry the patient away. When he straightened up, his whole body couldn't help but shake slightly, and the little devils all stood still, their faces tired, their expressions palpitating, and their eyes sluggish and cloudy, as if they were worried that this terrible doom would also befall them.

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )