When Chen Long was fighting fiercely in the county town, the battle in Xidao Town also began to become fierce: the Japanese army finally slowly approached the last two miles, and the battle at the Wang Family Ancestral Hall in the town also reached its most intense moment.

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"Occupy the houses on both sides and hold on to stop the Japs." Tan Sihu personally led the first platoon and the second platoon guarded the road, leaving the third platoon to follow the Japanese reinforcements and harass them.

"Baga, it's already 9:10, hurry up and prepare to attack!" Ximen No. 3 Factory frowned and directed the team to prepare for the attack.

The terrain in the north of Xidao Town is very good. A winding river passes through the town. The main road into the town crosses the river. The bridge is only two or three hundred meters away, which is where the houses at the head of the town are. In this way, relying on a river and

For the two houses facing the street, Tan Sihu quickly deployed two blocking lines.

"Comrade, you... you can't hide in my house. If there's a fight, my house... my house will be gone!" Holding the door frame tightly, the old man made a grimace and refused to let the county brigade in.

"Fellow, the Japs are coming. This is what we need to fight against Japan. You can't be so selfish!" The leader of the platoon raised his voice anxiously: These ordinary people, we all risked our lives to fight the Japs.

, why are you so uncooperative!

"Comrade, I support the fight against the Japanese, but... I only have one house in my house. If you ruin the house here, how will our big family survive the winter?" The old man lowered his head and smoked a dry cigarette.

, sitting on the threshold and not moving.

"Uncle, the Japs are coming soon, please let us go in and arrange things first!" A platoon leader almost took action, "Why don't I give you a note and you can go to the county brigade in a few days? What's the matter?

We’ll compensate you for all the losses, aren’t we all winners?”

"I don't know where the county brigade is, you'd better not do it here..." The old man was a little moved, but he still said stubbornly.

"Platoon leader, what are you doing? Why don't we let the fellows retreat quickly? The Japs' guns don't have long eyesight! Hurry up." Tan Sihu strode over, "fellow, hurry up, the Japs have already come to kill you, don't wait any longer.

I can’t leave!” He waved his hand, and immediately several team members came up to help the old man and then retreated.

"No, my house!" the old man screamed, "You should put me down and let me get some more household items——"

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"Quickly, infantry cannons, set them up!" Carrying the two dismantled Type 92 infantry cannons on their backs, the Japanese artillery squad rushed to the field out of breath and quickly assembled the cannons across the river. Their tactical movements were very skillful.

"Boom -" A ball of fire flashed across the river, and a corner of the old man's house was overturned. The tiles and bricks fell like rain, injuring several soldiers.

"My house! The old house passed down by my great-great-grandfather has been destroyed like this!" Seeing this scene, the old man who was dragged out half a street sat down on the ground and cried like a child. It can be seen that

He has great affection for this old house.

"Uncle, you-" The little soldier dragging the old man planned to keep him away.

"You - go!" The old man threw off his sleeves, "I will die in my old house, I don't need you to worry about me!"

"Uncle, we expropriated the house and compensated you thirty oceans. Do you think it's still fair?" Tan Sihu walked over quickly and handed over a piece of paper, "Tomorrow you go to Xiaogu Village in the south of the town and use this certificate to prove it.

Take thirty oceans. Now leave quickly! Danger!"

"Really? Thirty oceans?" The old man stood up quickly, "Do you mean what you say?"

The house has long been old, and the old man has long planned to renovate it, but he has been putting it off all these years without the money. Now that bad things have turned into good things, and such an opportunity has come, how can he not be overjoyed?!

"The Eighth Route Army always keeps its word! You, go to the village chief Gu Dahe of Xiaoguzhuang early tomorrow, and you will definitely get the money!" Tan Sihu waved his hand, "Hurry up and hide now, the fight has already started!

"After that, he trotted off to direct the battle.

"Uncle, this is the instructor of our county brigade. A high official, he is in charge of hundreds of people, how can he lie to you?!" The soldier who was supporting the uncle also came forward to persuade him, pointing to the note in the uncle's hand: "

If you keep this note, it’s worth thirty oceans!”

"Let's go quickly, guns don't have eyesight!" The uncle carefully put the note into his close-fitting lining, took out his hand and carefully pressed it on the outer clothes twice. He felt more at ease, and then he laughed sarcastically: "Comrade

, then let’s go!”

"Uncle, you can go forward by yourself. The battle has begun, and I am going back to the team to join the battle. There are more people with more power!" The little soldier suppressed his smile, but saluted and turned to leave.

"Child, be careful, don't show off and get hurt!" After all, he was kind-hearted, and the old man didn't forget to pay attention to the little soldier before he left.

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“Bang, bang—” Two infantry guns continuously bombarded the Eighth Route Army position on the other side of the river. After more than a dozen shots, the two houses blocking the road by the river were blown into ruins.

"Boom, keep banging! Blast these hateful gangsters to death!" Wu Lianshan finally saw the power of the artillery, jumping to his feet and shouting.

"Kill as many as you can—" Ximen No. 3 Factory personally directed the troops to attack with a command knife. The puppet troops were in front and the Japanese troops were behind. Taking advantage of the shelling, under the cover of the machine gun squadron, they charged towards the bridge.

"Pa, bang——, da da——, bar hook——, doo, doo—, bang bang!" When the puppet troops arrived at the center of the bridge, the county brigade on the other side of the river began to fight back, 38-style, in the formal,

Old sleeves, Czech style, crooked handles, box guns... The county brigade has a wide variety of weapons. It's really lively to shoot left and right, but they are obviously very restrained in their shooting, and they probably don't have enough bullets.

"Machine gun shooting -" the leader of the Japanese machine gun squadron looked carefully, pinpointed the Chinese army's firepower point, and roared.

"嘘嘘嘘嘚,嘚嘚嘚嘚,嘘嘚嘘嘘嘘—" Twelve Type 92 heavy machine guns were lined up in a row, firing fiercely across the river, suppressing the Chinese army on the other side and unable to raise their heads.

"Come on!" The Japanese soldiers on the bridge jumped up and charged forward with the puppet soldiers in tow.

"Comrades, charge forward and kill the Japs back!" Tan Sihu pulled out the sword in front of him and jumped out of the trench. His intention was very clear: if he got mixed up with the Japs, the Japs' machine guns would no longer dare to fire.

"Kill--" the soldiers from the two platoons shouted and rushed forward.

"Banzai——" A small group of Japanese soldiers rushed past the cowering puppet troops and rushed over.

The two streams of people surged against each other like two waves. As soon as they collided, flesh and blood flowed across the river, and brains splattered.

"Kill~~~, kill~~~" The puppet soldiers were just stunned, and then they realized: the imperial army is a master of bayonet, and the number is about the same, and more people fell on the Eighth Route Army! So, they shouted one by one

He looked eager to try, but his confidence was obviously lacking.

"Kill——!" Suddenly a gray torrent surged out of the town, and Yang Sanqiang led two companies of the county brigade to rush over.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" The puppet soldiers looked carefully, hurriedly stopped, turned around and ran away.

"Machine gun team, shoot!" Ximen No. 3 Factory ordered.

"Ximen Jun, the seventh team is still fighting!" In the night, I couldn't see the specific situation on the other side clearly. I only knew that a hand-to-hand battle had begun. Although I knew from the sound that reinforcements were coming from the Chinese army on the opposite side, the seventh team was still calling.

Drink and fight.

"Baga, the main force of the China Army has arrived, shoot immediately!" Ximen No. 3 Factory is worthy of being a professional staff officer trained by the Japanese Army University, and his judgment of the battlefield situation is very accurate.

"Shoot—!" the machine gun squadron leader gritted his teeth and issued the order, and immediately the Japanese heavy machine gun roared again.

"Hurry, hurry, retreat!" After a dozen soldiers were knocked down in a row, Yang Sanqiang did not dare to fight, and ran down with the injured Tan Sihu on his back.

"Lao Yang, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop the Japanese reinforcements -" Tan Sihu said with difficulty after being stabbed twice.
Chapter completed!