The artillery tower stands in the middle of the open ground emerging from the middle wall of the green yarn.

Perhaps because it is not a strategic location, the Japanese did not even dig a blockade ditch.

In the trench of the second line of defense of the Japanese on the south side of the artillery tower.

To prevent accidents, Zhang Xiaodao slowed down and slowly sneaked in the trenches full of Japanese soldiers.

Being in the group of Japanese devils, I thought I was going to die before, but I didn’t feel afraid.

At this moment, looking at the ferocious faces of the Japanese, my heart began to feel upset.

There are too many Japanese people, so it is difficult to attack.

This person does have the trait of being a 9th camp.

Instead of trying to get out of the Japanese, I looked at the Japanese's backs with small eyes shining...

The 92-step cannon behind was deafening.

I was hit by a grenade by the Japanese before, but my hearing had not recovered at all, but I was not affected much.

He didn't even hear the charge sounded by the Eighth Route Attack.

I looked back at the outer defense line of the Japanese in the south. It was covered in yellow and gray and could not see anything.

Suddenly he approached several Japanese lying in the second trenches. One of them turned his head and looked at the man, wearing a gray-headed, black-faced lieutenant uniform.

Say quickly.

Zhang Xiaodao pointed at his ear and signaled that he could not hear it.

The second lieutenant lay beside him, and the group of Japanese devils seemed a little nervous, but no one doubted them.

There was chaos on the battlefield before, and it has been confirmed that the two sergeant team members died.

Seeing that the Japanese had no doubts, Zhang Xiaodao became bolder and raised his hand to point at the grenade hanging on the Japanese chest next to him.

The Japanese hesitated for a moment, and then pulled one and handed it to Zhang Xiaodao...

In order not to attract attention, Zhang Xiaodao lay directly next to the group of Japanese devils.

Occasionally turn your head and look at the direction of the artillery behind you.

...

Looking at the enemy and us on the battlefield on the sand table on the ground, correspondents come to report on the progress of the battlefield from time to time.

Deputy Commander looked up at the sun that was westward.

Although the soldiers suffered a lot of casualties during these two attacks, his face was still filled with joy because of the tactics.

Although the Japanese defense line cannot be as solid as a rock, it is impossible to attack it forcibly.

As long as the Japanese are dragged until dark, no one on both sides can see who they are clear. At least they can make up for the Eighth Route Army's shooting and cannot fall into the Japanese's shortcomings.

According to Battalion Commander Hu, the scene of sneak attacks in the dark night was truly staged.

I have to admit that this young commander is indeed of some level.

As the war went on for a long time, the Japanese stationed in nearby Guantao County are likely to come for reinforcements.

A message reported by the correspondent attracted his attention.

A group of Japanese devils disguised as Eighth Route Army hid in the green gauze tent in the south.

Considering sending someone to perform a clearance task...

A correspondent rushed over: "Report to the chief, we have reinforcements coming to the south!"

"Certain identity?"

"It should be fine if you have a traffic officer leading it, but I seem to hear what someone among them says is like a bird's singing."

The deputy commander's face became serious: "How many people have come?"

"One is one with nearly a hundred people..."

"No, Battalion Commander Hu sent someone to inform us that there is only half a team of Japanese defensive lines in the southwest direction..."

There is a radio station in the district, so you can contact the division headquarters directly and know that the independent league sends people to reinforce.

He was a little confused. The Independent Regiment did not even have a formal number and belonged to a second-rate team in the Eighth Route Army.

Always stationed in the mountains, how could they run so far across the defense zone on the plain?

The base area means that the Eighth Route Army has a foundation for the common people and can take root.

If a team goes to a strange place, the environment and terrain are not familiar with each other and cannot gain a foothold at all.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Eighth Route Army rarely runs across defense areas.

The superiors did order the mountain troops to go out into the plains, but they didn't expect that the team like the Independent Regiment would run so far...

"Report to the Chief, the Volunteers of the Independent Regiment report to you!"

"Volunteer Army?" The deputy commander was stunned for a moment, looking at the face with a little familiarity: "Are you Park Buhuan? The shooting instructor at the headquarters? The one who can dodge bullets?"

"That's all spreading rumors..."

"Haha, don't be humble. I've read the ballistic theory you wrote. This time you're here at the right time..."

“What are the tasks?”

"There is a group of Japanese devils disguised as Eighth Route Army in the southwest. I am now ordering you to clear them. Do you have any confidence?"

"Make sure to complete the task!"

"Okay, I'll ask the staff to tell you the situation in detail later..."

There are now Japanese activities on the periphery of the defense line, and they must be cleared before launching another attack.

The Eighth Route Army, who had thrown grenades into the trenches of the Japanese, returned to the green gauze tent again.

The sound of gunfire is getting diminished.

This time, the Japanese did not send anyone to attack rashly to recover the peripheral defense line.

Occasionally, a light machine gun team shot aimlessly into the tent.

The battle seemed to be in a deadlock again.

north.

The brothers launched two consecutive attacks on the Japanese positions.

However, all the people of Jiuying stayed in the green gauze tent on both sides of the highway, and there was no sign of attack from beginning to end.

Only the soldiers scattered in the green gauze tent shot black guns sporadically.

Now it seems that the Ninth Camp really plans not to attack.

...

The same scorching sun.

Gao Yidao was leading the team south, and the task he received was to destroy the puppet army's logistics supply line that was heading north.

The Second Battalion is the absolute protagonist this time. This time the puppet army headed north in large numbers, and its superiors have decided to concentrate about ten regiments to scatter all the invading enemies on the Weihe Plain in one fell swoop.

Although Gao Yidao is just a new battalion commander, the entire division is well-known.

The team stopped, and the brothers who came to pick them up were hiding in the ditch.

"Battleman Commander Gao?" The one who came to pick up the old acquaintance Li Huanzhang from the first division.

"It's you?"

"Why didn't I see Battalion Commander Hu?"

Knowing that this person from Jiuying was urinating, Gao Yidao's face was calm: "The man surnamed Hu doesn't know where he is..."

"Aren't you and Jiuying a scale that is inseparable from the scale? "

This is what he said... Gao Yidao suddenly came to his senses. This guy didn't ask about his second camp, but he didn't leave the ninth camp without saying anything...

It is obviously saying that the Ninth Camp is a scale and the Second Camp is a mass!

Everyone knows that scales are more valuable than weights.

Calm face turned slightly darker: "Oh, who did you just say is the scale and who is the weight?"

Li Huanzhang was stunned for a moment: "I'm just an example, I'll ask if the Ninth Camp is here too?"

"What are the plans for destroying the puppet army's logistics supply line this time?" Gao Yidao didn't want to talk to Li Huanzhang about the 9th camp, so he just talked about the serious matters.

Li Huanzhang no longer talks: "The order we received was to pick up the brothers' troops... I didn't expect it was you who came..."

"Why, do you have any objections?" Gao Yidao felt worse and worse. The more he said this, the only thing he said was the Ninth Camp, not his Second Camp!

Why did this person speak with gunpowder? When he thought of the matter of chicken feathers and duck blood from the second camp, he no longer mentioned the Ninth Camp: "Our sub-district troops led the people to move the solid walls and clear the fields, so there was insufficient manpower. The superiors ordered the brothers who came to help to destroy the supply points of the puppet army. The puppet army lost food and could not stay on the plain for a long time..."

"Well... Although I am not familiar with the terrain in this area, I have participated in several battles on the plains. Report what you know first!" Gao Yidao waved his hand, and the quick legs next to him set the map on the spot with a thud.

boom...

A loud bang came from the distance!

The earth trembled, and dust fell from the ruins.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion, who were originally sitting in the ditch, stood up together, staring at the direction of the road with big eyes and small eyes.

A cloud of dust was rumbling over the highway.

"What's wrong with this?" asked Dazhao Le, who had put down the map.
Chapter completed!