......, "Brigade seat, I heard that not long ago, the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army fought an ambush in Dafengzhuang.

A tank squadron and a cavalry squadron of the little devils were almost wiped out, and the casualties in Dafengzhuang were quite heavy.

It is said that only a few dozen cavalrymen escaped, as well as a tank. ”

"According to the inertia of the Eighth Route Army, no one can say whether they will continue to ambush in the same place."

"We were roasted on the fire this time, if we rushed to Dafengzhuang and fell into the trap that the Eighth Road originally set for the devils."

"How are the brothers going to live?"

On the way to lead the team under the surveillance of the Japanese army, adjutant Wang Dacong whispered in Yan Sanfu's ear.

Yan Sanfu was also confused at the moment, and said helplessly: "The devil is pressing, what can Lao Tzu do?"

This time we are fighting under the noses of the little devils, if we dare to be clever again, the devils will even dare to shoot me in battle! ”

Yan Sanfu is also an understanding person:

"The little devil clearly wants to use us as cannon fodder this time, I guess it was the last time we deliberately emptied the gun, pretended to be injured, and the fake corpse was suspected by the little devil.

This time, if we have any more tricks in the hands of the little devils.

I'm afraid the days to come will not be easy! ”

"Brigade seat, are the brothers really going to fight the independent regiment this time?" Wang Dacong asked with some hesitation.

Yan Sanfu skimmed the little devil not far behind him with his spare eyes, glared at Wang Dacong, and scolded in a low voice:

"Knock on the fart, the eight roads of the independent regiment, that's a group of crazy people, who kill people without blinking.

How many heads do we dare to fight with them?

Let's not talk about whether Kong Jie will settle accounts after the fall, if we die, the casualties of the brothers will definitely be not small.

Our brothers are just following the devil's ass to eat,

With these few broken money every month, what kind of life are you playing? ”

Yan Sanfu's words can be regarded as talking about Wang Dacong's heart, and Wang Dacong immediately echoed: "The brigade is wise, it is a blessing for the brothers to meet a brigade like you who thinks about the lives of the brothers!" ”

After a slap on the back, his eyes rolled, and Da Cleverness once again calculated in his heart:

"Brigade, I have an idea."

"Say!"

"Brigade seat, I think so, the devil suspects that we were unfavorable in the last battle, and this time he even wants to use us as cannon fodder and fight the front station.

If we retreat from the battle, it will definitely not work, the muzzle of the devil is on the back of our heads!

So, we definitely have to fight, not only to fight, but also to show momentum and fight hard.

At least our commanders, including you, must show this momentum. ”

Yan Sanfu was stunned for a moment, and then scolded in a low voice: "He's it, aren't you still letting Lao Tzu and the Independent League die?" ”

Wang Dacong said: "Traveler, you are too worried.

Don't you know the guts of our brothers?

No matter how tightly our officers urge, how much they scream, and how much they look at death as home, but our brothers are afraid of death, and those who should shrink their heads will still shrink their heads.

After a long time, with our combat strength, the devil wants to encircle the Eighth Road, and he will definitely not watch the Eighth Road calmly withdraw under our attack.

When the time comes, the devil can't stand it, he will definitely make it up directly, replace us, and the little devil will make up for it himself, so it's no wonder that we are! ”

Yan Sanfu suddenly realized after hearing this, and he patted Wang Dacong's shoulder with appreciation: "I said that you are smart, or you kid you have a good brain!" ”

……

As the ranks of the Japanese puppet army continued to advance.

By about 6:20 a.m., the Japanese puppet army on both flanks had basically arrived at the outermost area of Dafengzhuang.

At this time, the distance between the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army was less than three kilometers in a straight line.

Soon after, the roar of the devil's aircraft engine sounded in mid-air.

Two Japanese reconnaissance planes roared back and forth over Dafengzhuang to conduct reconnaissance.

Inside Dafeng Village.

Lei Dasheng, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Independent Regiment, held a telescope and looked up at the plane of the devils circling back and forth in mid-air.

"Look at the model, listen to the sound, it's a little devil's reconnaissance plane.

It seems that this devil is also worried that we will set up an ambush in advance in Dafeng Village, and this is to come to investigate in advance. ”

"Signal soldiers, tell the comrades of the Ministry of Literature and Art that the drama will not stop, and then sing and dance, just to make this little devil of the dog day believe that our victims and troops are still in Dafengzhuang!"

"Yes!" The signal corps left to deliver orders.

"Company Commander, I said that these scarecrows we pierced won't let the little devils notice the flaws, right?" Lei Dasheng, who put down the binoculars, turned around and asked.

The first company commander smiled and said, "Battalion commander, just put your heart in your stomach!"

As for these scarecrows we tie, there are benches under the scarecrows, like big living people sitting on the bench, and wearing the clothes of the people, some wearing hats, some wearing turbans.

The devil's plane was also afraid that we were hiding anti-aircraft firepower, and did not dare to conduct low-altitude reconnaissance, so they certainly couldn't see a flaw. ”

Lei Dasheng nodded with a smile, and said with emotion:

"If you want to talk about good brains, you have to be the head of our regiment.

This random scarecrow can still fool his little devil and make him lame. ”

"Who's to say it isn't!" The company commander said with a smile.

It turned out that Kong Jie had made preparations in advance for the Japanese army's possible aircraft reconnaissance at any time.

The soldiers took advantage of the night to tie a large number of scarecrows, and after all the people watching the play were transferred at night, they used these scarecrows dressed in people's clothes to disguise the people watching the play.

The devil's reconnaissance plane whizzed past several times.

The devil scout on the reconnaissance plane held a telescope and looked at the area of Dafengzhuang.

The cadres of the Literature and Art Department wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army who sang on the stage were still writhing, and under the stage, the long benches were almost full of people.

After such an investigation, the little devil no longer had any doubts.

They used planes to reconnoitre, just to confirm that the people in Otoyo Village were still there for the advancing Yamauchi and Kawakami United, not that the Eighth Route had set a trap here in advance.

Of course, according to Shinozuka Yoshio's plan, Kong Jie is the most cunning, even if the people of Dafengzhuang have no signs of evacuating, this surprise attack and sweep cannot go straight to Dafengzhuang.

Instead, with a pincer attack on the left and right flanks, the entire area including Dafengzhuang was swept away at once.

The news reached the headquarters of the Yamauchi and Kawakami wings.

The old devil Yamauchi and Kawakami successively gave orders to continue the march.

Around 6:40 a.m.

The reconnaissance troops of both sides launched the first wave of confrontations in the mountains and forests northwest and northeast of Dafengzhuang.

After a confrontation, there were casualties on each other.

Then, the first confrontation of this reconnaissance unit was like a complete prelude to the Dafengzhuang operation.

On the way to advance with the various units of the Yamauchi and Kawakami Wing, they began to be constantly blocked by the troops of the Eighth Route Army along the way.

The puppet soldiers of the 8th Mixed Brigade, who fought for the little devils, were the first to suffer, and were attacked by local and militia forces, and the casualties spread rapidly.

Yan Sanfu, the commander of the Eighth Mixed Brigade, who was in the temporary headquarters of the puppet army, held a command knife given to him by Yoshio Shinozuka himself, and roared and gave orders again and again:

"Inform the troops in front, give me a hard blow, and be sure to destroy the eight roads of this ambush, and leave no one behind."

"If anyone dares to escape and retreat, Lao Tzu will be the first to shoot him!"

"Kill—"

Speaking of the excitement, Yan Sanfu even shouted at the adjutant Wang Dacong: "Great cleverness, Taijun trusts us, our Eighth Mixed Brigade needs him to show the Taijun a little look."

Notify the guard battalion, bring enough equipment and weapons, and follow Lao Tzu to kill together! ”

“……”

Wang Dacong was speechless for a while.

In my heart, I even muttered: Travel, it's almost the same as pretending, and you're too realistic.

Yan Sanfu, who "entered the play", made a look of seeing death as home, and after quickly ordering the guard battalion team, he held a machine gun in his own hand, stood it on his belly, and beckoned everyone to rush towards the combat area.

This scene stunned several devil officers who supervised the army.

It shouldn't be!

Yan Sanfu, an old slippery head, when did he become so brave?

……

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