Although Zhao Mutou, the commander of the spy company, could not understand Japanese, he already felt bad from the stern and loud tone of the Japanese soldier's plainclothes. At the critical moment, his mind was still clear, he glanced down at the military uniform on his body, and then turned around and walked back to the Japanese plainclothes - at this moment, there was almost no one in the small square in front of the station except for the three of them, Zhao Mutou decided to approach and restrain this guy, coerce and hold him hostage outside the square and then carry out extermination.

Unexpectedly, this guy belonging to the plainclothes team of the Wencheng secret service is also an experienced veteran, and he has a gun in his hand, when he saw that the two suspicious people were still silent, but suddenly turned around and walked towards him, he immediately took a step back vigilantly, and at the same time brandished the southern fourteenth pistol in his hand, loudly scolding the other party not to come over, and raised his hands!

At this point, Zhao Mutou knew that he had no choice, and immediately decided to cut through the mess here, and he whispered to his subordinates around him: Separate left and right, lie down!

When it was too late, the two of them suddenly started their steps, jumped a big step in the left and right directions, and then fell to the ground. The Japanese plainclothes soldiers were caught off guard, not knowing which point their guns should be pointed, and in a panic fired a shot at one of them but missed. And Zhao Mutou and the two had already pulled out the Mauser from their waists at the moment they were lying down, and the spy company commander was obviously faster, raised his hand to pull the trigger, and the bullet quickly exploded the head of the Japanese plainclothes soldier.

In the quiet second half of the night, the two gunshots fired one after another were thrilling, stirring up the entire train station at once.

The plainclothes team of the Japanese army of the Wencheng secret service kept at least one detachment of personnel lurking in the area of the railway station on weekdays; After nightfall, except for two or three people on duty, the rest of them were looking for places to sleep inside and outside the train station. At the same time, the Zhina detective team of the Wencheng secret service, that is, Meng Longsheng's subordinates, also has no less than ten people cruising around the railway station every day.

Of course, a squadron of Japanese infantry stationed at the railway station also sent a variable number of sentries and patrols to take duty near the square.

Therefore, as soon as the gunshots rang out, the first to follow the sound were several members of the Japanese plainclothes team of the Wencheng secret service, who found Zhao Mutou and the others who were trying to cross the square in front of the station and run in the direction of the city, and immediately chased after them while shooting.

After Zhao Mutou quickly killed the Japanese plainclothes soldier, he ordered a quick retreat on the spot, and at the same time opened fire on several other Japanese plainclothes soldiers who were chasing from afar, suppressing the opponent's firepower as he ran. However, just as the two were about to run to the edge of the square, several Japanese soldiers suddenly appeared from the direction of the city behind them—they were sentry posts set up at the intersection of a nearby street, and they immediately rushed over when they heard the gunshots.

The Japanese sentries were a little dazed at first, but when they saw the two men running while shooting in Imperial uniforms, they took them for their own, and shouted loudly to inquire about the situation. The shouts of the Japanese soldiers suddenly came from the direction behind them, which surprised Zhao Mutou and the others, and neither of them realized at this moment that they were actually wearing the same military uniforms as the other party, but subconsciously raised their guns and opened fire on these Japanese soldiers, and knocked down one of them on the spot.

At this moment, the Japanese sentry suddenly came to his senses and immediately began to fire back with the Type 38 rifle in his hand. The incident started in a hurry, and the distance was quite close, and Zhao Mutou's subordinate was shot indiscriminately at the first time and fell to the ground with serious injuries. Zhao Mutou's face was also slashed by a bullet, and half of his face was suddenly drenched in blood.

In desperation, the commander of the spy company had no choice but to leave his dying subordinates, and he was forced to turn around and run back towards a shantytown at the northern end of the square. Behind him, two groups of Japanese plainclothes and sentries formed a pincer posture and pursued relentlessly, and gunfire rang out in the square.

Zhao Mutou took out the marching and dodging movements of the infantry in individual combat, running in a serpentine shape mixed with falling to the ground and rolling, fortunately escaping the bullets pursued by the Japanese, and getting closer and closer to the shantytown.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out at the edge of the shantytown, and bullets shot almost above Zhao Mutou's head and shot behind him. The commander of the spy company was shocked, but quickly recognized that it was the sound of shooting from Mauser*, and then a rapid voice sounded from behind a low courtyard wall:

"Is it Chinese?!"

The commander of the spy company, who was already lying on the ground, hurriedly raised his head and responded: "I am an officer of the national army, and the military uniform on my body is fake!" ”

"Crawl here, we'll cover you!" Shouts continued from behind the low courtyard walls, and at the same time, several Mauser* units kept firing at the Japanese troops who were chasing Zhao Mutou.

The commander of the spy company understood that he had met his own person, although he did not know the identity of the other party, but the situation was urgent, and he could no longer hesitate, so he ran the last ten meters with a rolling belt, jumped over the low courtyard wall, and hid into the shantytown.

Behind the courtyard wall, a young man dressed in a common man's uniform shot outwards while setting his eyes on Zhao Mutou, who had just jumped in in the clothes of a Japanese soldier. He is the captain of the enemy engineering team of the second battalion of the Xu Brigade of the Eighth Route Army: Xiao Junping.

This night, for Xiao Junping and his teammates, can be described as extremely targeted. Before that, the five of them (the other two members of the team belonging to the contact point of the farmhouse in the eastern suburbs of Wencheng, who had already been sent away by him), were lying behind the small barren hill opposite the south freight yard of the railway station, watching across the railroad tracks. They witnessed the departure of the Japanese army column rushing to the aid of Lingshi County, and also saw the strengthened vigilance of the Japanese army inside and outside the platform. Just because the captain Xiao Junping didn't give up, these five people had been lying behind the cold little barren hill for more than an hour.

They didn't know where the battle of the railway line was going in Lingshi County, but as time went by, everyone understood that the plan of action to infiltrate the Japanese army's South Freight Yard to steal weapons and munitions had come to naught. Finally, Xiao Junping reluctantly issued a retreat order.

Led by the enemy workers who were lurking in the North Freight Yard, they bypassed far from the outside of the railway station platform, and lay on the opposite side of the North Freight Yard for more than ten minutes to make sure that there were no Japanese puppet military police there, and then crossed the railway line and climbed over the wall into the North Freight Yard.

Because the North Freight Yard is a civilian freight yard, the Japanese army did not send troops to guard it, and during the day, there were still plainclothes haunts of the Wencheng secret service from time to time, and at night, especially in the second half of the night, it disappeared. The owner of the freight yard hired a few strong men to work in the freight yard on weekdays, but as soon as the gate of the freight yard was closed, they basically slept a lot.

The members of the enemy squad, who had already learned of the situation, did not have much trouble sneaking into the freight yard and climbed over the other side of the wall, which was a large shanty town that connected to the city.

Most of the people living in the shantytowns are employees and their families on the Tongpu railway line and Wencheng railway station, as well as various people who depend on the railway for their livelihood. The shantytown is full of paths, making it ideal for concealment and evacuation. Therefore, as soon as they entered the shantytown, the enemy workers, including Xiao Junping, secretly let out a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense all night also relaxed.

However, what they didn't expect was that in the square in front of the railway station located in the south, gunshots suddenly rang out, and they intensified. The unknown members of the enemy workers hurriedly rushed to the edge of the shantytown near the square in front of the station to watch, and saw the scene of Japanese soldiers and plainclothes agents chasing and killing Zhao Mutou.

"They beat their own people!" Chen Xuanzhu, deputy captain of the enemy engineering team, looked at the "Japanese soldier" who fled in confusion in the rain of bullets, and shouted in surprise. But Xiao Junping, who was clear-eyed, already felt that something was wrong: although the person being chased and killed was wearing a Japanese military uniform, the short gun in his hand that returned fire was undoubtedly a barge gun when he heard the sound of the gun. On the contrary, the barge gun, also known as the Mauser*, is precisely the common equipment of the national army!

"It's a compatriot, ready to support and respond!" The captain of the enemy engineers, who figured out this joint, immediately gave the battle order. Chen Xuanzhu on the side couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly grabbed Xiao Junping's arm: "Captain, be careful, I don't know who is being chased and killed!" ”

The shell gun in Xiao Junping's hand had already been raised to aim: "Since you are being chased and killed by the Japanese, it is likely to be an anti-Japanese compatriot, so let's take it first!" ”

The other three enemy workers quickly dispersed to the left and right, looking for a favorable position, Chen Xuanzhu had the heart to dissuade again, but the pursuer was getting closer and closer as he spoke, Xiao Junping aimed at a Japanese soldier who was chasing at the front, and opened fire with a bang.

Immediately after, several other members of the team began to shoot, and they held back for a night of idleness, and at this moment they were particularly excited in the face of the sudden battle. Seeing that it was irretrievable, Chen Xuanzhu had no choice but to join the battle group.

The sudden firing of these shell guns formed a head-on blow to the Japanese soldiers and plainclothes who were getting closer and closer; The enemy engineers were all veterans of the 2nd Battalion of the Xu Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, and they were proficient in marksmanship, and they knocked down several pursuers on the spot.

As soon as it was slow, the commander of the special service company of the Central Army seized the opportunity and escaped from danger in one fell swoop.

"Thank you, brother! Which team are you from? ”

As soon as he climbed over the wall and got up from the ground, Zhao Mutou immediately inquired about the young man beside him who was holding the same weapon as him.

Xiao Junping originally wanted to cover it up, but when he saw that this tall man with blood on half of his face was indeed his compatriot, and his identity as a soldier had been confirmed from the single soldier he had escaped all the way just now, he blurted out the truth: "We are the Eighth Route Army, which part are you?" ”

"Eighth Route Army?!" Zhao Mutou was taken aback: "I am from the 391st Regiment of the Central Army!" Are you from Xu Lu? ”

Hearing the words "391 Regiment of the Central Army", and then hearing the other party mention the Xu Brigade, Xiao Junping had no doubts, and immediately shook the other party with a hand that did not hold a gun: "Brother, we are from the Second Battalion of the Xu Brigade, and our two armies are fighting together tonight!" ”