At about ten o'clock in the evening, the new regiment, led by Li Yunlong, touched the vicinity of Yangquan Railway Station.

The captain of the sword squadron, Lu Yingjun, came to meet with the team members.

In a wood, the members of the sword detachment were hidden in the shadows, and Lu Yingjun reported to Li Yunlong the situation of the enemy he had detected.

A number of battalion commanders and company commanders were also in attendance.

"During the day, we captured a puppet army company commander."

"This kid's mouth is quite hard, and he was willing to confess after the monk knocked out two teeth."

"There are more than 2,300 devils stationed in Yangquan City, all of whom are the headquarters of the Fourth Brigade of the Japanese Army, as well as the 1st Regiment of the 3rd Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army."

"The devil has a tank squadron, the exact number of tanks is not clear, and there is also an artillery brigade."

Li Yunlong's eyes narrowed when he heard this, the little devil of the dog day is quite rich, and he actually has a tank squadron and an artillery brigade.

"What about the train station? What about the strength and deployment of the railway station? Li Yunlong's tone was calm.

The first battle of the new regiment was to be fought at the Yangquan Railway Station, destroying the Yangquan Railway Station and annihilating the enemy troops at the railway station, so that the enemy in Yangquan could not be reinforced along the railway.

Regarding the deployment of troops and firepower at Yangquan Railway Station, Lu Yingjun has long been clear.

"There is a squad of devils stationed at Yangquan Railway Station, plus a company of the puppet army, about 180 people, two cannon towers, and 4 machine guns."

Lu Yingjun said as he drew a sketch on the ground with tree branches, marking the location of the two turrets.

Yangquan Railway Station is very close to Yangquan, and it is basically rarely attacked by the Eighth Route Army, so the troops deployed here by the devils are not much, and the troops and firepower are similar to medium-sized strongholds.

Li Yunlong nodded, taking the railway station is simply easy for the new regiment, and it can be easily taken by only one battalion.

The infantry battalion of the new regiment is now armed with machine guns, bazooka and 60-mm mortars in each company.

The fighters of the new regiment accumulated a lot of experience in attacking strongholds in the battles to uproot the strongholds of the Baijin Railway and the Yuliao Highway.

The artillery tower relied on by the devils and the puppet army was not easy to use in front of the new regiment, and the firepower and strength of the railway station were even easier to fight than the devil's stronghold.

"By the way, there are also 2 ironclad patrol cars, but the devils usually drive them out at night to patrol along the railway." Lu Yingjun added.

"The devil patrol car is not to be afraid, the devil will not be able to drive back tonight, if it is in the train station, it will just blow it up." Li Yunlong's tone was disdainful.

Hehe... More than 20 regiments launched an attack on more than 100 strongholds of the Zhengtai Railway, and after tonight, the Zhengtai Railway Section, the lifeblood of the devils in North China, will be paralyzed on the entire line.

"It's just an ironclad patrol car, and it bullies and bullies the guerrillas, and if it encounters our new group, a rocket will directly crush it."

Zhang Dabiao is very confident, since the last time he killed the devil's tank wing, he is not afraid of facing the devil's tank or ironclad car at all.

Li Yunlong stared at the sketch drawn by Lu Yingjun and said, "Draw Yangquan and the road from Yangquan to the railway station." ”

At that moment, Lu Yingjun drew again on the ground, and after a while, a sketch was drawn, and Li Yunlong saw the sketch clearly through the hazy moonlight.

Li Yunlong pointed to the branch and said.

"The distance from Yangquan to the railway station is about 3 kilometers, which is not far away, but it is not close."

"Now I will make the following combat arrangements."

"At midnight, the third battalion feinted to attack the railway station to lure out the devils in Yangquan City."

"The first and second battalions are lying in ambush on both sides of Yangquan to the railway station, and as soon as the devil reinforcements rushing to the railway station come in, they will immediately open fire."

"Don't entangle with the enemy after the fight, and immediately retreat to the Lion Rock."

"As soon as the fire was fired on this side, the third battalion immediately captured the railway station, destroyed the railway station, and then withdrew to Lion Rock."

"Let's not expose our hole cards first, and don't use machine guns and mountain guns first."

"The artillery battalion will stay in the woods here and don't go over, and the cavalry battalion will be responsible for protecting the artillery battalion."

"As soon as the battle began, the guard, machine gun and heavy machine gun companies immediately seized Lion Rock."

"Do you all understand your mission?"

"Understood!" The crowd shouted in unison.

"Then let's get ready to go."

Li Yunlong said in a low voice, and everyone turned around and walked towards their respective troops, only Sun Desheng squatted in place and did not move.

"Regiment commander, our cavalry battalion also wants to participate in the battle." Seeing Li Yunlong standing up, Sun Desheng also quickly stood up and said.

"This battle is different, this battle is either a stormy battle or a positional battle, and your cavalry is not suitable." Li Yunlong waved his hand.

"Our cavalry can also fight storms and positional battles, no worse than their infantry." Sun Desheng insisted.

"What can you do on a dog's day? Let your kid protect the artillery, protect the artillery, and then talk nonsense to me, be careful that Lao Tzu removed you. Li Yunlong scolded.

Sun Desheng didn't dare to say anything more, and looked at Li Yunlong's eyes with some grievances and fear.

Li Yunlong said to Sun Desheng again.

"I won't say much about how important the mountain artillery battalion is to our new regiment."

"Take this battle as an example, tomorrow the devil artillery will definitely shell the position of our new regiment."

"The key to whether this battle can be won or not is to let the artillery battalion carry out long-range artillery bombardment of the devil's artillery positions."

"Therefore, the task of your cavalry battalion is heavier than that of the infantry, and if something happens to the artillery battalion, labor and management will skin you."

Because there are no trees on the Lion Rock, even if the mountain artillery battalion is set up on the anticline, the devil's cannon can't hit it, but don't forget that the devil still has planes.

If the mountain artillery battalion is located on the Lion Rock anticline, the bombs dropped by one bomber can reimburse the entire mountain artillery battalion.

Therefore, Li Yunlong had no choice but to put the mountain artillery battalion in the distance and hide it first, waiting for the opportunity, and use the precision method to give the devil a ruthless blow at the critical moment.

"Yes!" Sun Desheng said proudly, "The cavalry battalion guarantees to complete the task!" ”

After speaking, Sun Desheng quickly returned to his command position.

There was silence all around, and time passed slowly in a suffocating wait.

At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, in the dead of night, only the barking of dogs could be heard in the distance.

Under the cover of night, the units of the new regiment approached the designated place, and the collision of the grenades on their waists made a slight tinkling sound.

Wang Qiang is a scoundrel in Shangzhuang Village, who does not learn all day long, is idle, and suddenly hears a strange noise outside the thatched house when he gets up at night.

Through the cracks in the huts, he saw gray figures on the road outside, marching on foot.

When the Japanese in the city shot Balu, he saw it from a distance and recognized the clothes.

The eight-way team passed quickly, but Wang Qiang's mind became active, and his eyes were rolling around.

In the end, he did not resist the temptation of reporting the whereabouts of the Eight Roads and rewarding 100 oceans, Wang Qiang tiptoed out of the thatched house and knocked on the door of the traitor Yang Fugui's house in the same village.

Hearing that the main force of the Eighth Route passed through the village, Yang Fugui immediately took Wang Qiang to find the Japanese, but as soon as he left the village, he was held down like a pig.

It was the special forces of the Sword Squadron who held down the traitors.

After all, this is an enemy-occupied area, and the inevitable leakage of the large army passing by the side of the village, so Lu Yingjun has already sent his team to guard the intersections to Yangquan, the devil's stronghold and the railway station, in case someone sends a message to the devil.

The sword squadron was covering in the dark, and the troops arrived at the designated position smoothly without leaking the news.

Outside the train station, Zhao Gang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Lao Li, it's time." ”

Li Yunlong raised the shell gun in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sudden sound of a gun broke the silence of the night.

The gunfire was the signal for the attack, and the gunfire outside the train station immediately rang out like popping beans.

"Fire!" The commander of the third battalion shouted.

Five mortars and eight grenadiers from the artillery positions of the three battalions opened fire at once.

Since it's a feint, let's make the formation as big as possible.

After a muffled tom, a volley of shells and grenades landed almost simultaneously in the railway station, which was enveloped in fire and smoke.

The devils and puppet soldiers in the train station were attacked and fell into a panic, but they quickly reacted.

The devil's machine gun in the turret screamed wildly, and the firing hole spewed out long tongues of fire, pouring machine gun bullets outward.

There were devils and puppet soldiers who rushed out of the train station, shooting and running towards the foxholes around the train station.

The machine gunners of the third battalion immediately took care of these devils and puppet soldiers who ran out, and under the dense rain of bullets, more than a dozen devils and puppet soldiers fell, and the devils and puppet troops behind hurriedly retreated when they saw this.

At the entrance of the railway station, on a circular machine gun position made of sandbags around it, the devil machine gunner held a crooked light machine gun and fired out.

The next moment, a mortar shell fell, accurately falling into the circular position, accompanied by a bang, the three devils inside died on the spot.

After five minutes, Li Yunlong estimated that the devil at the train station must have asked for help.

Even if there was no call for help, such a big movement, the devils in Yangquan would have heard it a long time ago.

"Third battalion commander, it's time, take the train station for me." Li Yunlong turned to Chen Dagu and said.

"Yes, Captain!" Chen Dagu responded.

"Give me a searchlight to knock out the devils."

"Bazooka, give it to me."

Chen Dagu shouted, and the sharpshooters of the third battalion aimed at the devil's searchlight, and with the sound of a gunshot, the devil's searchlight shattered.

1 group of bazooka soldiers approached the Devil's Turret from the flank.

1 machine gun was killed, and there were only 2 machine guns in this devil's turret in front of it, one light machine gun and one heavy machine gun.

The devil machine gunner in the turret only shot at the place where there was a tongue of fire outside, and he didn't expect that the sixth man was quietly approaching the turret.

At a distance of about 200 meters, the grenadiers stopped and lay on the ground, silently starting to reload the rockets.

The coolest thing about using a bazooka to hit the devil's turret is that you can carry out long-distance bombardment without stepping over the trenches dug by the devils and the barbed wire fences arranged.

The machine-gun fire attracted the fire from the devil's turret, and the bazooka soldiers launched rockets from the flanks with bazookas, and the machine gunners and bazooka soldiers of each battalion and company had long cooperated quite tacitly.

A rocket with a tail flame slid a dark red trajectory in the night sky, and quickly hit the opposite devil's turret.

Rumble!

In the sound of a huge explosion, the devil's turret was torn apart by rockets like a devastation, and the rubble and bricks fell everywhere.