The soldiers of the two companies entered through the gate, and the soldiers at the front were holding submachine guns, which was a fire output.

Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-

The ferocious fire hit the courtyard with flying sand and rocks, and more than a dozen puppet soldiers were shot dead on the spot.

The rest of the puppet army obediently surrendered their guns and surrendered.

More than 200 puppet cavalrymen squatted in the compound, riding rifles, sabers and bullet bags thrown to the ground.

Zhang Dabiao pulled out the ghost-headed machete from behind his back, pointed at the squatting puppet army, and asked, "Who is the battalion commander?" ”

A group of puppet soldiers squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling, not daring to squeak.

"Don't say yes?" Zhang Dabiao shouted angrily, "Don't say that Lao Tzu has made you all sudden, prepare for the submachine gun!" ”

The fighters tugged at the bolts of their submachine guns.

The puppet soldiers were taken aback, and they all looked at one of the puppet soldiers in the crowd with their hands raised and their heads buried between their legs.

Two soldiers armed with submachine guns immediately stepped forward, pulled the puppet army out of the crowd, and grabbed Zhang Dabiao.

This person is Cui Lisan, the commander of the cavalry battalion directly under the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Cooperative Army.

I wanted to wear a soldier's uniform to get by, but I didn't expect to be sold by my subordinates in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Dabiao's expression was grim: "You are Cui Lisan?" ”

Seeing the cold eyes of the Eighth Route Commander in front of him, Cui Lisan was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and he nodded with a look of fear.

His knees were weak, and he knelt down without obeying the call: "I am, I am Cui Lisan, the eighth master spares his life!" ”

"My poor baby, only one year old, my poor old lady is ninety-nine years old, ah, I can't die!"

Zhang Dabiao was amused by him: "Your wife gave birth to you in her seventies?" ”

"This, this ......" Cui Lisan's eyes widened suddenly, and he just wanted to beg for mercy and actually leaked his mouth.

Xu Yonghai ran out of the backyard, ran to Zhang Dabiao, and whispered in his ear: "Battalion commander, the military horses have all been found, all in the backyard!" ”

Zhang Dabiao nodded, and then looked at Cui Lisan.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a solemn momentum suddenly disappeared.

Long before, Zhang Dabiao had sent someone to investigate Cui Lisan, this Cui Lisan was called Cui Sanye by others, he was a hardcore traitor, persecuting his compatriots more ruthlessly than devils, and he had a lot of blood debts on his hands.

Last year, Cui Lisan fell in love with the daughter of a large family in Pingding County, and wanted to marry the other party's daughter as the third aunt, but the other party did not agree, so he sent someone to pretend to be a bandit and kill the other party's whole family, and seized the other party's daughter and land and property, and the means were extremely cruel.

Zhang Dabiao raised the ghost-headed machete in his hand: "Cui Lisan, do you know this thing?" ”

Cui Lisan stammered: "Recognize, know ......"

"Betraying the country and joining the enemy, bullying men and women, those in the fish and meat township, kill!"

After speaking, the blade in Zhang Dabiao's hand swept out a 180-degree killing radius from right to left, diagonally from top to bottom.

"Ahh

Seeing the blade sweeping over, Cui Lisan's frightened screams came to an abrupt end.

The blood arrow flew out, and Cui Lisan's head flew out more than a meter away, and rolled down on the bluestone floor tiles with a grunt.

Treat the prisoners of the puppet army, and other troops may take them for their own use.

But Li Yunlong looked down on traitors, and generally the new group treated the captured puppet army and released them after educating them.

However, Zhang Dabiao does not have the time to do educational and ideological work for the puppet army at the moment, and killing the commander of the puppet army battalion to set an example can also achieve results.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes swept coldly towards the puppet army, and none of the puppet soldiers dared to look at him, and then handed the ghost head machete to Xu Yonghai and walked towards the backyard.

As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I saw rows of stables, and behind the stables were all maroon red tall horses.

Behind the backyard is a stream, into which the excrement of the military horses flows.

Looking at the hundreds of military horses, the corners of Zhang Dabiao's mouth curled slightly: "Take all the military horses away for me, don't keep any of them!" ”

The soldiers hurried forward and led the horses out into the street.

Out of the Wanjia compound, Zhang Dabiao stepped forward to check the two military horses on the street that had been shot indiscriminately and fell to the ground, and they were silent.

In line with the principle of not wasting it, the soldiers were immediately asked to cut off the four legs of the military horses with knives, and the torsos of the military horses were lifted to two mule carts and fixed with ropes.

The whole battle was about half an hour, and there was an extra half an hour to end the battle in the expected hour, so there was no time at all.

After doing all this, Zhang Dabiao shouted loudly: "Give the three consecutive signal flares, withdraw!" ”

A red flare rose high with a tail flame and a screeching sound, and the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd companies led the military horses and drove the mule cart out of Wanjia Town.

After seeing the signal flare, the third company responsible for blocking the attack quickly withdrew from the ambush position and joined the main force, coming in the direction of the Taihang base area.

……

At the same time, the Baijin Highway, Matouling between Taigu and Nanguan Town.

Kong Jie of the Independent Regiment received information that every half month, a Japanese puppet transport team would transport supplies from the county seat of Qixian County to Nanguan Town.

And today, the half-moon period has arrived, and it is the day when the Japanese puppet transport team is dispatched.

Nanguan Town is located at the junction of Wuxiang, Qixian and Pingyao counties, and its geographical location is very important.

The Japanese army regarded this place as an important stronghold on the Baijin Road, and in addition to more than 1,000 civilian workers who built the railway, there were more than 500 Japanese puppet troops stationed.

The devils and the puppet army independent regiment in Nanguan Town couldn't move, but Kong Jie was eyeing the Japanese puppet transport team that was delivering supplies to Nanguan Town.

Kong Jie's choice of ambush location was very elegant, not the kind of condescending terrain, but on a mountain beam one or two hundred meters wide.

The road passes straight above the mountain beams, and the road surface is only a little lower than the ridges on both sides, so there are no conditions for ambushes.

Kong Jie took advantage of this, thinking that the devil transport team often took this road, and felt that it was impossible to be ambushed by the Eighth Route here, so he would let down his guard.

As long as the ambush troops are well hidden, they can completely catch the devils and the puppet army transport team off guard.

Kong Jie led the commanders and fighters of a battalion, and before dawn, he entered the ambush position early.

This battle was agreed by the brigade commander after Kong Jie consulted the brigade commander, and he was not like Li Yunlong, who could casually mobilize the strength of a battalion.

The soldiers hid under the ridges on both sides of the road, covered with withered grass that had been brought in advance, so that they could conceal themselves and keep out the cold.

Wang Gensheng, dressed in a thick cotton coat, was lying on his stomach at the front of the road, with an open grenade box beside him.

There are 30 German-style M24 grenades in this grenade box, which is a gift from Li Yunlongbai to Kong Jie.

Wang Gensheng was the god pitcher of the independent regiment, so Kong Jie took out a box of grenades and handed them to Wang Gensheng to use.

As usual, Wang Gensheng bundled four or five wooden-handled grenades together to make them into cluster grenades.

It was not until noon that the convoy of the Japanese puppet army finally arrived and entered the field of vision of the ambush troops.