As soon as Nanshan Shuji left, Kazuo Shinozuka still felt that there was fire in his heart.

As soon as he thought of the terrible consequences if Kazuki Yamamoto's plan failed and the observation group was destroyed, he wanted to cut people!

Pulling out the command knife on his waist, he cut off a corner of the table with one sword, and after venting his anger, he immediately called Shi Taikenji, the person in charge of the special high class:

"There are spies in my headquarters who leaked the news of the Northern Hebei Officers' Observation Regiment.

I want you to do whatever it takes to find the spy, and I want to break it to pieces! ”

After a while, he had already figured it out: the artillery fire of the Eighth Route was extremely scarce, and if he hadn't known the exact news of the observation group, it would have been impossible to mobilize mountain artillery and infantry artillery to ambush the observation group.

How can it be such a coincidence?

And since they know the exact news, it must be someone around them who leaked the secret.

The news that the observation group went to the Huting stronghold was an encrypted telegram sent by the Northern Hebei Front Army, and it should be impossible for the outside world to know about it except for a few people.

When Shi Taijian heard the words of Kazuo Shinozuka, he couldn't help but be very embarrassed, which of the people in this headquarters is easy to mess with?

The relationship inside is intertwined, not only with the Northern Hebei Front, but even with the base camp.

If you are a little careless and move the person in the background, then I am afraid that you will be the first to die!

But the county official is not as good as the current management, and now the soil emperor of Jinyang City is the old devil in front of him, and he does not dare to refuse the other party's order, so he can only nod and agree:

"Hey!"

Anyway, dead friends don't die poor!

With this order from Kazuo Shinozuka, the entire Jinyang City suddenly became noisy.

The headquarters of the First Army, which had been peaceful, began to be disturbed, and every day different people were arrested and interrogated and tortured by the special high school......

However, in addition to recruiting a large number of small shrimps with no background and no relationship, they did not catch a few traitors with actual evidence.

……

In addition to the commotion at the headquarters of the First Army in Jinyang City, the little devils in the Huting stronghold were even more flustered.

Taro Tanaka, the person in charge of the base, originally received the news of the arrival of the officer observation group, so he immediately ordered the two devils of the battalion in the stronghold to clean up and prepare to welcome the observation group.

A variety of Fuso delicacies were also prepared, ready to let the officers of the observation group feel the taste of their hometown.

However, at this time, he received a telegram from the soldiers of the detachment he had arranged in Baijiazhuang.

Inform that there are dozens of Tubalu, who are fiercely attacking Baijiazhuang, and ask for tactical guidance.

If he didn't have to greet the observation group, he would definitely send a squadron of little devils to annihilate this group of eight roads as soon as possible.

That's exactly what he had planned.

But now, it's the big deal to welcome the observation group.

These dozens of eight-way or something, it's not worth mentioning at all!

That's what kind of waste maintenance president, just let him die.

As for the soldiers of his detachment and the telegraph operator, Tanaka was confident that they would hold out to the end, until they were loyal to His Majesty the Locust.

With the loss of more than a dozen soldiers, he, the lieutenant, casually found a reason to say that the Tubalu guerrillas could fool him by sneak attack.

Well, although it is a bit difficult to explain the sacrifice of a telegraph operator and the loss of a radio station, at most it is to be scolded by the superiors, and no one can die.

But if he didn't welcome the observation group, then his future would be completely doomed.

He has been a soldier for more than ten years, and he is still very clear.

Therefore, he was at ease, and continued to let people clean up, prepare food, and go to the nearby village by the way, and catch a few flower girls to serve.

However, to his surprise, early this morning, he actually received another telegram asking for help!

It's just that the content of this telegram asking for help made his face change wildly, and he had to immediately gather his troops and attack with the whole army.

This telegram was sent by General Fubu of the Northern Hebei Officers' Observation Regiment, who was the object he was preparing to greet, informing him that he had been attacked by a sneak attack west of the stronghold and asked for support.

Taro Tanaka knew very well that if something really happened to the observation group, he, the lieutenant, would definitely become the first victim!

So within ten minutes, he gathered his troops of more than 300 people in these two squadrons and prepared to set off.

However, what made him angry was that the locust alliance army of that battalion was still dragging its feet, and many soldiers were not even ready for equipment.

Seeing this, he didn't bother to wait for this group of waste, and immediately ordered the gang to stay in the stronghold, waiting for the arrival of the fourth and ninth brigades, and led the team to pull the only two Type 92 infantry guns in the stronghold on a motorcycle, and rushed towards the west.

Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to send a telegram to the observation group, asking them to hold on for another hour, but received no response.

This made Tanaka Taro very flustered, and hurriedly ordered the team to set off, and he didn't even have time to send a telegram to the headquarters of the First Army in Jinyang City.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: he must keep the observation group! Only by keeping the observation group can you save your own life!

……

On the side of the spy company, Yang Yuanshan and his soldiers were marching in the direction of the Huting stronghold, but they did not swagger on the valley road, but marched on the path behind the mountain beam.

As soon as he walked only three or four miles, a soldier from a reconnaissance platoon ran over in front of him to report:

"Company commander, all the little devils in the Tiger Pavilion stronghold are dispatched!"

He ran all the way, his head still sweating, and his chest was wheezing terribly.

Obviously, he observed the situation and rushed all the way back.

Yang Yuanshan knew that this was arranged by Li Dahe before, and the soldiers who monitored the stronghold of the Tiger Pavilion asked while nodding:

"How many of them are there?

What heavy weapons did you bring? ”

"About 300 people, two Type 92 infantry guns, 8 Type 92 heavy machine guns!"

"Good!

How to march? How far is it from here? ”

Yang Yuanshan was still very satisfied with this scout's report, and it was not in vain that he had spent a lot of effort to teach these scouts some reconnaissance skills.

"The four cars are on the road on three wheels, and the rest are on foot, and they are currently less than five miles away from here, and it is expected that they will arrive here in no more than fifteen minutes at most."

"Good! Go down and rest first. ”

Yang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder.

Then he ordered:

"The whole company stopped, went up the mountain beam, looked for favorable terrain to establish a position, the little devil will be here in fifteen minutes!"

Under this order, six or seven hundred soldiers of the spy company hurriedly climbed the low mountain beam and began to prepare.

It is certainly not practical to dig trenches, so you can only look for existing stones, natural earth pits, etc.

However, none of the soldiers of the special service company were afraid.

Since joining the spy company, how have they ever lost a battle?

I have long developed an order and the belief that I am invincible.

……

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