In war, both sides take action first, often take the initiative. It is also called taking the initiative. There is also a saying among the people: starting first is the strong one. Then starting later is a disaster.

At night, the dark Japanese artillery tower stood alone. The frequent artillery bombardment of the Second Route Army made the enemy afraid to build the artillery tower too high. In addition to blocking the ditch, a circle of walls was also built around the artillery tower for protection.

A secret tunnel had already been dug in front of the blockade ditch. It is normal to steal people. But it is different tonight. There is a battalion of troops going to cross over and directly enter the guerrilla area. This time, history is used. The Eighth Route Army once adopted the most common method of crossing the ditch. The cover troops set up machine guns and small cannons to block the artillery tower. The interspersed troops quickly passed and met with the guerrillas on the other side.

"The signal is sent. It's time to start." Deputy Battalion Commander Gao Peng gently pushed the battalion commander Cao Guoshi, who was staring at the searchlight swaying in the dark without saying a word.

Cao Guoshi looked at the soldiers who had been prepared in front of him and was very confused. He was obviously capable of capturing the Japanese artillery tower, but he was not allowed to capture it. This time it was covered by heavy thunder and light rain.

"Boom.Boom.Boom..." Several grenade launchers were fired first. Then several machine guns shot raindrop-like bullets at the enemy's stronghold.

After a while, the enemy began to roar at the top of his lungs on the inside of the compound. Some puppet troops climbed up to the wall and shot here under the beating and scolding of the Japanese officers. The searchlight also moved the light beams. Some enemies were still wondering. Today, the second day Why didn't Lu Jun break the searchlight first?

On the other side, the large bundle of wheat straw roots were filled into the ditch. In a blink of an eye, the ditch three meters deep was filled with a flat road. The soft and trembling road was stepped on the mat of wheat straw roots. The soldiers of the Second Battalion rushed out of the hidden tunnel in a row. After passing the blockade ditch, he hugged and ran forward...

After dawn, the enemy in the stronghold discovered traces of a large number of people passing through the ditch. Moreover, all the telephone lines leading to the county town were cut off. Even the telephone poles were pulled away for several miles. The enemy did not dare to neglect them. They hurriedly sent them to repair them while rushing to do so. The correspondent soldier reported to the county town.

Before Kataoka in the prefecture received this information, the guerrillas and the second battalion joined forces, their strength increased greatly. They fought continuously for one day. They pulled out three strongholds in the security area in one go and forced the defenders of the two strongholds. Surrendered and stabbed the enemy hard. Before the arrival of the security army, the enemy's deployment was completely disrupted.

"The strongholds in the occupied areas are not as strong as those defending our base. They are mostly guarded by puppet troops and their firepower is not very strong." Wan Laohua pointed to the Xihedian stronghold in front and said, "This is the largest stronghold nearby. There were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers and more than seventy puppet troops guarding. The puppet army leader was a hardcore traitor, nicknamed Habagou. Did you see the school east of the stronghold? It was a temporary warehouse. All the food collected was There."

"The original captain was called Hou Bapi. He had already asked us to suppress it. But this Haba Dog is still dead." Zhao Zhicheng added: "The common people made up a rumor: Hou Bapi, Haba Dog. The two ghosts held hands when doing things. .Dogs help monkeys. Monkeys make excuses for dogs. Apricot-boiled pumpkin is a hot commodity. They are all mortal enemies of the people."

"You are local snakes. We are guests. How do you fight? Just talk about it." Zhang Sanmao said with a smile.

"We have studied it carefully. Let's fight the school first. There are more than a dozen puppet troops guarding it. Just use direct cannons to bombard the wall." Zhao Zhicheng explained: "Then go to the roof, either suppress the enemy, or use cannons to be used to use cannons to open the wall." Zhao Zhicheng explained: "Then go to the roof. He brought the artillery tower to him. This time we have our people coming first. You can cooperate with each other."

Zhang Sanmao waved and called the artillery squad leader. He asked carefully. He said with confidence: "On your acre of three-point land, listen to your arrangements."

Although the village is extremely quiet, the artillery tower in the northwest corner of the village is very fierce. Duludulu. There are whistles sounding in the artillery tower. Following the whistle sounds again. "Sleep." "The lights are off. Pay more attention alert."

In the artillery tower, a duck-voiced voice faced eastward on the roof of the temporary grain warehouse, asking: "There is nothing on the gate." It seems to be a hug dog based on the voice and tone.

"It's time to go." Someone answered on the roof of the temporary warehouse.

"Go and check again." Haba Dog gave the order.

"Yes. Check it again." The roof re-chanted again. Not long after time, the gate of the temporary warehouse sounded a few guys. The sound seemed to be telling the gun tower that the gate was solid.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. Except for the sound of slapped slits in the mill south of the village and the sound of oil pumping in the oil house, everything is telling people: night is peace , calm.

The guerrillas crawled towards the west gate of the temporary warehouse one by one. These were old team members. They were brisk in movements. They held sand poles with holes and had already been inserted into wooden wedges. When they reached the edge of the ditch, they put the sand poles down. Go. This becomes a simple ladder.

After passing the blockade ditch, the guerrillas stood close to the wall. Chen Qiang and Zhao Tianqing put down the explosives and retreated. They used gestures to signal the team members to prepare for an attack.

"Boom." After the explosion, Yang Shenghai's spear in his hand also aimed at the small highlight walking back and forth on the roof of the warehouse. "Bang." He shot and screamed.

Before the smoke of gunpowder had dissipated, the guerrillas rushed in from the large gap of more than four feet high and wide that was blown out from the wall. The sound of gunfire and shouts were heard.

The artillery tower also became boiling, noisy, and I couldn't tell what was going on for a moment. I started shooting randomly.

Several long wooden ladders quickly set up the blockade ditch. A large group of people began to flock into the warehouse, climbed onto the roof, and set up machine guns.

"Dadada..." Several machine guns sprayed out red flames, suppressing the enemy tightly. They covered two direct and curved mortars, which used both direct shooting and curved shooting, set off and aimed at the artillery tower.

"Fire." As the commander rushed down, the two artillerymen pulled the launch device hard. "Tun.Tun." Two muffled sounds. The shells came out of the chamber.

The explosion of the fire illuminated the luminous light. Two shells hit the artillery tower directly. Although the brick-and-wood artillery tower did not collapse immediately, the sudden and violent attack surprised the Japanese and puppet troops. The artillery tower was faintly heard from the artillery tower. Screams, cries, and Japanese shouts.

"The angle remains unchanged. Load the shells."

"No. 1 is ready. No. 2 is ready."

"emission."
Chapter completed!