At this time, in a lounge of the puppet brigade headquarters, Li Yafan was "working overtime" with his eighth aunt. > Eight > One Chinese> Net ≦<≦.≤8< After a gust of wind and rain, Li Pseudo-Yafan's whole body was sweating and slid down from the body of the eighth aunt, who was also sweating profusely. Li took out the smoke and fire, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

Mrs. Eighth said with a flushed face: "That's all you can do?" We didn't even fly and then we fell, which was really boring. No, no, come again. As he spoke, he climbed onto Lee's body and pushed his chest against Lee's mouth......

"That's it! You little gluttonous cat, when I'm done with this cigarette, can I drink some wine before I do it? After Li Pseudo finished speaking, he pinched his aunt's upper body with his right hand.

The eighth aunt got down from Li naked, put on a mink coat, and went to look for wine.

Li got up and sat up, took a glass of wine, took a big sip and said, "Good wine!" ”

"Good wine, then you drink more, wine strengthens heroes, don't come up and do a few more things and it's over!" Mrs. Eighth said with a laugh.

Li Yafan used his left hand to hold a cigarette, touched the eighth aunt's cheek, and gently slapped it a few times and said, "My treasure knife is not old, it's just right to you!" ”

"Old fellow, do you think the Eighth Route Army will come at this time?" The eighth aunt was too worried.

"Haha, you little vixen haven't had enough of it, you want to do this!" Li Yafan unhappily slapped his aunt's cheek a few more times.

Mrs. Eighth said angrily: "You old guy is really not good at doing people, and it hurts to beat people." You can only fight people, and nothing else** is useless. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, I can't go back and you to the sky!" Li Yafan said with a red face.

Eighth Aunt Taizhao Li touched the lower part of the house, and said with a coquettish smile: "Eighth Road really won't call?" So why does my right eye keep jumping? ”

"You are really nervous, the current Eighth Route Army has been 'swept up' and you have short legs, and you still have the courage to fight us? You can enjoy it with peace of mind! Li Yafan said as he dropped the empty cup and climbed onto the eighth aunt's wife......

At 10 o'clock in the night of November 19, 1943, this was the time when Li Yafan was with his eighth aunt's wife**.

The moonlight shone through the mist and shone all over the outskirts of Ganyu, and except for one or two barking dogs, the city and the countryside slept in silence.

From the small road northwest of the city, our team of the Coastal Naval District came, and at the forefront were the three sappers of the Old Sixth Regiment, the two scouts and He Wanxiang's footsteps were so light and swift that they could even hear the sound of their own breathing.

It was already close to the wall, and the bunkers and high houses in the city were clearly in sight—a square, zigzag brick wall, five or six men high. At the base of the wall is a trench two or three zhang deep, and for hundreds of years, the common people of Ganyu did not believe that anyone could fly into the city.

The army quickly moved to the northeast corner of the city, and when the sappers moved forward, the siege fire was organized under the personal command of Chen Shiyu, Fu Zhuting, and Zeng Guohua.

Liu Liancheng, an adjutant of the enemy's 141st Regiment, took our old 6th Regiment engineers Hao Fengshuang, Ren Ming, Sun Hongshi, reconnaissance squad leader Liu Guorong and Comrade Fa Keming to the east gate in a cart loaded with firewood.

"Sesame Fruit ——!" There was a crisp shouting from the city, but it was still silent.

"What for?" The sappers had already reached the city gate, and the sentry in the city asked.

"Urging the supply back." Adjutant Liu replied calmly in a pure Northeast dialect.

"Ahh The puppet officer with the sentry hurriedly ran down the tower.

With a bang, the city gate opened, and everyone's hearts jumped out of surprise, and their hands naturally clenched their weapons.

Adjutant Liu stepped forward, smiled and said, "Brother, smoke." He handed over a paper cigarette and lit it for him with three fires. Suddenly, there were footsteps on the city tower again, and everyone deliberately pretended not to hear, "Fellow, are you tired?" Adjutant Liu also deliberately pretended to ask.

This really made it difficult for the sappers, because they were all from Shanxi, and as soon as they spoke, they would show their feet, so they had to snort a few times: "Oh ......".

Before he finished speaking, a pseudo platoon commander with a horse pistol on his back came down from the city tower, and the sappers approached him and hugged him: "You move, kill you with one shot......"

At this moment, the brave team outside the city saw the bright light of the secret match that opened the city gate, and rushed in like tigers. The sentry who remained on the tower was so frightened that he fired a shot into the sky and ran away desperately.

The two connected and walked into the city, occupied the entire East Street and the northeast corner of the city in a few minutes, and dragged out more than a hundred captives from the warm bed.

After the large army entered the city, the 6th Regiment quickly annihilated the defending enemy located in the Genwenfeng Tower of the east city wall, and swept away the first obstacle to our army's advance into the city. The 141st Regiment of the puppet army stood still according to the secret agreement. The siege troops split up and attacked the 142nd Regiment and the brigade headquarters and security forces. The puppet army concentrated a battalion of troops to counterattack, trying to force the besieging troops out of the city. The two sides then fought each other, and the enemy was killed and wounded everywhere.

After the 6th Regiment repelled the enemy, it took advantage of the victory to solve a company of puppet troops in Guanyue Temple.

At half past eleven, the old 6th regiment took full control of the city wall, and the enemy retreated into the central pillbox to confront the besieging troops.

After midnight, the old sixth regiment launched a new offensive and continued to press towards the center of the city, conquering several pillboxes and destroying more than one battalion of the enemy. The puppet brigade commander Li Yafan's command post retreated to the last core position. The core position in the northern half of the city was a group of blockhouses composed of several pillboxes, surrounded by thick walls of masonry, and its center was a three-story cannon tower, which could not only be observed around, but also his command center, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Li Yafan tried in vain to hold on to help.

There is a Kuixing Pavilion at the southern end of the city, which is not only relatively high, but also has strong fortifications, and the enemy guards the Kuixing Pavilion, which can block the north and south streets in the city and prevent the approach to the core position of Li Yafan. Therefore, it must be knocked out, otherwise it is too much of a threat from its firepower. After several attacks, none of them worked.

Later, Chen Shiyu and Fu Zhuting learned that there was only one enemy class in the Kuixing Pavilion. Therefore, he simply blocked it with machine gun fire to avoid being entangled by it, so as to concentrate his forces and quickly attack Li Yafan's core position.

After Kuixing Pavilion was blocked by fire, the attacking troops from the north and south avoided the main street, adopted the method of digging holes, opened holes in walls and courtyards, formed passages, and quickly and covertly advanced towards Li Yafan's core position. In a short time, the attacking forces from all sides approached the enemy's core positions.

At dawn on the 20th, more than 200 people from Qingkou rushed to reinforce them, but they were repulsed by the blocking troops. In the afternoon, the enemy reinforced again and was beaten back. The troops who had stormed the city were even more excited when they heard the news.

After two nights of fighting, the entire city wall and several turrets had been captured, and the enemy had to make a final struggle in the pillboxes to the west of the city.

"Bring in the artillery squadron with the guns, and you must have a hundred hits to destroy the enemy's turrets." Political Commissar Fu ordered after choosing the artillery position.

It only took one or two minutes to dig a cannon hole in the wall of a courtyard more than one person high, and the machine gun fired accurately to cover the aim of the sharpshooter Comrade Li Yuzhang. He sat reclining on the car, spinning the wheel freely, trying to find the direction he was most proud of. From the turret, it was clearly visible that one hundred and fifty meters away, there was a square, three-story brick turret, in which the enemy was moving and firing in this direction.

"Ready, commissar, are you loading the shells?" Comrade Li Yuzhang reported.

"Wait!" As if remembering something important, Commissar Fu turned around and ran into the house, where he wrote a letter on a windowsill.

"Mr. Yafan, Mr. Xingsan: At present, the Japanese invaders are about to fall, and our army is attacking Ganyu, the purpose of which is to save the entire people.

He immediately called Song Jiliu, the deputy captain of the Binhai Fifth Martial Arts Brigade and the leader of the first squadron, who had just returned from Huang Shengchun and disguised himself as a common man, to send the letter over the turret, and when he turned around, he began to write a second letter:

“…… Our Eighth Route Army has always given preferential treatment to officers and soldiers who come to surrender,...... Ten minutes to reply, if it is outdated, the army should bombard with large and small artillery fire, hope to pity the lives of the family troops, and think again...... "The soldiers anxiously waited for every minute to pass, and they all pushed bullets and aimed them at the enemy, and the demoman held the shells, standing beside the artillery carriage, and no one moved, and no one spoke, and the scene was extremely heroic in the solemn and tense position.

The time was so difficult, but ten minutes finally passed, and the enemy bullied us without artillery fire, but they couldn't help them, and they fantasized that the Japanese puppet army of Mussel would come to support. They hid in the bunkers and shouted arrogantly: "Brothers of the Eighth Road, you don't have a cannon, if you have a cannon, we will surrender it!" ”

"Tell the commander of the first battalion and order the company to prepare for the charge!" Political Commissar Fu told the guard Xiaofang word by word.

Xiaofang made a stand: "Yes!" ”

The air is getting more tense. The oppression was so overwhelming that all expressions were removed from people's faces, only a pair of eyes were opened the widest, and at this time even the roots of the ears were congested, Comrade Li Yuzhang loaded the cannonballs and gently held the leather strip of the cannon with his right hand.

"Hit!" Commissar Fu ordered. "Ping-huh!" The cannonballs flew into the windows of the second floor of the turret and exploded inside, crushing down the collapsed wall bricks like snow, and the explosive fireworks rushed into the sky.

The whole city was boiling, and the incomparable joy hit everyone's hearts, and no one could clearly hear what someone was talking about and shouting at this time, and even the trumpets of the charge on all sides were also heard: "Okay! One more! ......" was overwhelmed by the cheers that fell.

Immediately, a puppet official came out of the turret, and rushed over with both hands, his face covered with smoke and ash could not cover his pale face and distracted eyes, and it was easy for him to press out a sentence: "Sir! No...... No, comrade, I pay ...... Surrender your guns! He was sure that he didn't have a gun in his hand, so he touched all over his body before he took out the barrel of the box with his fingers: "Gun...... The guns are here, comrade, I ...... It's paperwork, I'm ......," he said desperately, his legs bent down gradually......

The first shot solved a turret, and the second shot happened to hit the backyard of the mansion of Li Weiya, and it was obvious that the enemy had no way out except to surrender.

"Report to the commander, what our brigade commander means - surrendering to the war of resistance is not a problem, but - can we ask to stay in Ganyu City? In fact, the same resistance in the city? ......" A pock-faced pseudo-officer came out to ask for surrender on behalf of Li Zhiya, he said with a smile on his face, but it was obvious that he was hiding a knife in his smile.