When Dongpoling blocked the position, Zhou Cheng's face was already filled with joy.

Even if the puppet army would be repelled by himself before the battle began, he did not expect the entire battle to go so smoothly, just like it was specially prepared for the guerrillas.

The puppet army came up and the entire army was dispatched, squatting in a dense formation to launch an attack.

The offensive looks scary, but if the opponent is equipped with a large number of light and heavy machine guns, such an offensive formation will make his subordinates die in vain.

That's true.

After the light and heavy machine guns opened fire, the charging puppet troops were swept to the ground one by one, which was easier to attack than a target.

If the opponent's commander had not responded quickly, the light and heavy machine gun would issue a retreat order as soon as it fired, and the puppet troops of the two companies would have explained it to this point.

On the deserted slope, dozens of guerrillas cleaned the battlefield with smiles like honey.

The puppet army did not have the habit of destroying weapons before death, so most of the weapons and ammunition left on the battlefield could be used unless it was an old rifle that was smoothed out.

In less than five minutes, each team member carried at least three rifles and three bullet belts.

Chang Yuanqiao hurried over, followed by two soldiers, one of whom carried the Czech-made man. The smile on his face was stronger than that of other soldiers. It was obvious that he had picked up the treasure.

"Captain, we have left all the two light machine guns brought by the puppet army." Chang Yuanqiao reported excitedly.

"When the machine gun was fired, I specially arranged two machine gun teams to stare at them, take the initiative, and kill all the machine gunners of the puppet army as soon as possible."

"They wanted to take them away when they retreated, but we had machine guns staring at them. No matter who they were, they just wanted to get close to two machine guns and greet them with bullets. After several soldiers died in a row, the puppet army gave up.

The guard platoon leader Liang Hongjiang happened to run over, and the smile on his face was no less than that on Chang Yuanqiao. When he saw Zhou Cheng, he quickly reported.

"Captain, the puppet army's retreat was full of weapons and ammunition, and they were all left by Ergouzi himself to escape for the convenience of his life."

"We chased for five hundred meters and found 35 rifles, 64 bullet belts and armed belts, all filled with bullets and grenades."

"This group of puppet troops are not just about reinforcement of Zhangzhuang Town, but more like coming to give us weapons and ammunition."

Zhou Cheng replied: "I was worried that after a row of digging the tunnels to the foot of the artillery tower, we did not use explosives. The puppet army immediately sent them to us. Although they were grenades, not real explosives, hundreds of grenades were detonated at the same time, and their power was not worse than dozens of kilograms of explosives."

"I'm cleaning the battlefield for everyone for ten minutes, and then march back to Zhangzhuang Town in a hurry."

"After the fleeing puppet army returned to the county town, we will definitely refer to us as the main force of the Eighth Route Army. In order to make the Japanese believe this news, I decided to take down the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold tonight."

"Starting tomorrow morning, everyone will divide their troops to sweep away all the traitors in Zhangzhuang Town, forcing the Japanese to have to transfer troops from the front line, otherwise the entire Zhangzhuang Town will fall into the hands of our Eighth Route Army, and let the Japanese pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons, which is not worth the loss."

At twelve o'clock noon, Battalion Commander Zhou brought a hundred defeated soldiers back to Pingding County, and many people saw their embarrassment.

They applauded the indignant traitors of the Japanese and puppet troops, and looked worried about the traitors who worked hard on the Japanese, while more ordinary people looked curious, wanting to know who defeated the Japanese lackeys.

Good things don’t go out, bad things go through thousands of miles.

Although Battalion Commander Zhou repeatedly asked the defeated soldiers not to speak nonsense before entering the city, the Imperial Army was attacked by the main force of the Eighth Route Army outside the city, and the news that more than half of the casualties spread like wildfire.

In less than half an hour, rumors spreading in the city that the main force of the Eighth Route Army had entered pacification.

After listening to Battalion Command of the Japanese Army’s Garrison Brigade’s vivid report, the left-behind squadron leader first looked disbelief, and then he began to worry.

Although the puppet army had poor combat effectiveness, they certainly did not dare to lie about military information in front of the Imperial Army, so at least 70% of Battalion Commander Zhou's report was true.

Especially when the other party is equipped with light and heavy machine guns and mortars, Battalion Commander Zhou will definitely not lie to him because he cannot do it.

Anyone who knows the Eighth Route Army knows that in the main force of the Eighth Route Army, only one level is qualified to equip light machine guns, and only one level is qualified to equip heavy machine guns. As for mortars, many troops are not equipped at the first level.

Now there were mortars and heavy machine guns in the opponent's hands, indicating that at least one battalion of the Eighth Route Army had entered the pacification.

The more the squadron leader thought about it, the more he felt that his judgment was right.

Without the support of the main force, relying solely on the other two guerrillas operating in the territory, they would definitely not have the courage to actively attack the strongholds of the Imperial Army's heavy troops.

He immediately made a decision: "Scouts and intelligence personnel, all of them will be sent out to find out how many people there were in the Eighth Route Army that entered the pacification."

"Contact the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold immediately to tell whether the enemy attacking them was the guerrillas or the Eighth Route Army."

"From now on, the city gates will be closed and the whole city will be martial law. No one except the military police, the imperial army, and the imperial army, can appear on the streets, otherwise there will be no mercy to kill!"

"In three hours, I will know all the information about the Eighth Route Army outside the city, and then report it to the captain."

"This is too big and we can no longer solve it."

Outside the city of Pingding, three rows were resting for a night, and a soldier from the reconnaissance squad suddenly came over.

"Platform Commander Chen, there is something wrong!"

"The Japanese and puppet troops just closed the city gates, and there were a lot more defenders on the city than in the morning. There were also many Japanese and puppet troops running out of the city in casual clothes. They should be the scouts sent by the Japanese! "

Chen Zhengyu didn't know what happened in the city, but one thing was certain: these changes must be related to the defeated soldiers who entered the city at noon.

If they could kill those scouts and let the Japanese and puppet troops in the city get no news and become blind and deaf, they would definitely be able to intensify their fear and had to mobilize troops from the front line.

He immediately woke up his sleeping subordinates: "Everyone has got up, there is work to do."

"The investigation team found that many Japanese and puppet army scouts disguised themselves from the city. We took action separately and killed these scouts based on the squad."

"From now on, no living scout is allowed to enter the city."

At the command of the Japanese garrison brigade, the squadron leader stood in front of the map, waiting for news with anxiety on his face.

"Bao...bang bang..."

A few gunshots vaguely reached the command center, and a very bad premonition suddenly appeared in the squadron leader's mind.

He was so familiar with the gunshots that he rang around Pingding City last night for a whole night, and he didn't even sleep well.

Fortunately, the gunfire stopped after dawn, otherwise he would have sent troops out of the city to kill these cunning sneak attackers.

Unexpectedly, the gunshots that had been quiet for a whole morning rang again, but at this moment, the squadron leader was so angry that he dared not send troops out of the city.

I didn’t know that there was a main event of the Eighth Route Army outside the city last night, but I knew about it today.

The Imperial Army of the two companies could be eaten half by them in one bite. If there were fewer troops sent out, it would not be enough for the other party to make tooth sacrifices. If there were more troops sent out, there would not be enough left-behind troops in the city.

Although these are just his own guesses, there is only one pacification and only so many troops, he can't afford to gamble.

He frowned and ordered: "The city defense army is more vigilant, and no troops cannot leave the city without my order."

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