"Yang Tianguang, right?" Ma Qian'an stared at a young soldier in front of him with a solid body, a honest and dull face. Yang Tianguang was a line-controlled rocket instructor sent by the arsenal. It would not be possible to control such weapons without strict training. An excellent shooter played a role at critical moments like a heavy artillery team. Untrained shooter may not be able to catch up with a rifleman. Ma Qian'an decided to use his talent and directly use the instructor to go to the battlefield. He wanted to bring a few Sagers in case of emergency, and his idea was to hit the instructor.

"Yes!" Yang Tianguang's words are as precious as gold, which is very different from the other soldiers' enthusiasm to rush to speak after seeing Ma Qian'an.

"If you are not tired, you can go with us."

"yes!"

Yang Tianguang had no expression on the surface, which made Ma Qian'an a little suspicious, "Are you unhappy to go?"

"No, Gao... Gao... happy!"

南? It turns out that it is a stuttering, no wonder. As a senior commander, Ma Qian'an has come into contact with many physically defective warriors. He knows that these warriors have strong self-esteem and are afraid that others will laugh at their physiological defects.

Ma Qian'an said kindly: "Don't be nervous, you are the best rocketer in the arsenal. Director Liu Ding praised you to me in the telegram, saying that your combat awareness and anti-interference ability are first-class."

Yang Tianguang suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face flushed and asked in disbelief: "Really...really? Director Liu...had praised me? He...he...he just...sayed me, he...he...sayed..."

"What are you saying?"

"Aim...ah...let!" Yang Tianguang held his strength and repeated Liu Ding's words.

Let it go? Oh! Maybe it was when Liu Ding saw Yang Tianguang being tested when he was inspecting the weapon test site, he gave a casual order on his own, and the little soldier was kept in mind. As for whether Liu Ding still remembers this little soldier, it is not clear that the reason why Ma Qian'an said that Liu Ding praised Yang Tianguang was also to encourage morale and express encouragement.

"It's true! This time I went to Harbin to fight the Japanese devils with real swords and hope you can achieve good results this time."

"Well, it's a must!" Yang Tianguang was confirmed by Ma Qian'an, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face. He replied happily. In a happy mood, his speech went much smoother.

As the sky was getting dark, Ma Qian'an led a special squadron and several operation-related personnel to the operation to set off, with all 267 people. Zhou Yucheng, Jia Yonggen and the Second Route Army represented the political commissar of the Second Detachment, and their comrades farewell.

The mountains are high and the road is long and the journey is difficult. It goes deep into the hinterland of the enemy. It is about to fight in the outskirts of Harbin, where Japanese troops are crowded with heavy troops. The danger is undoubtedly great. Although the special squadron is the elite of the Anti-Japanese United Army, it is also a flesh and blood body. It is not an iron-killing King Kong or an indestructible body. It can be expected that some of these 267 people will be buried in Harbin forever, and some familiar faces will disappear in the harsh battle.

Li Fengshan stared at Ma Qian'an's face with a complicated expression. He was both angry and worried. What he was angry was that he was not there in this operation, but he was worried about losing Ma Qian'an, a good comrade-in-arms who was both a teacher and a friend.

Li Fengshan took the opportunity of saying goodbye to Ma Qian'an and muttered: "You are commander and you are still so risky. Where do you let us cadres face?"

In fact, the troops staying in the Daxinganling Mountains also have important tasks. In order to mess up the minds of the Japanese command organs and make them unable to understand the main direction of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces operation, Zhou Weizhong and Zhou Yucheng were responsible for feinting attacks in two directions, threatening Hailar, the capital of the northern province of Xing'an and Zalantun, the capital of the eastern province of Xing'an. The importance of these two important towns is self-evident. The main force of the Japanese army around the Daxinganling Mountains will definitely pay serious attention to strict prevention, and this battle may also become a practical battle.

Ma Qian'an hugged Li Fengshan hard and whispered, "Don't worry, even if you are glorious, I won't be glorious. I'm lucky! Besides, will you use the special forces? This piece of refined steel is steel in my hands, and it will turn into scrap iron in your hands. At that time, you will not be able to cry even if you grin and cry. If the heavy losses of personnel have not been completed, will I execute the military law or not?"

Li Fengshan raised his foot in anger and kicked Ma Qian'an secretly. When did it still hurt me? If I really made a mistake in command, I would not have the face to come back to see you. You will only see my body in the newspaper.

Amid the mutually caring instructions, Ma Qian'an set out with his most proud elite soldiers, and the calm and orderly sound of horse hooves gradually disappeared into the night.

The Japanese and puppet troops set up loose swimming observation posts on the edge of the mountain to monitor the situation in the mountains. This swimming sentry is the best practice target for the new recruits of the Anti-Japanese United Army. Most of the recruits were trained on the edge of the mountain. Tonight, they received an order and took the initiative to attack for ten kilometers, tearing the weak observation line of the Japanese army. The night provided cover, and the special squadron quietly sneaked out a blockade line where the enemy had been cleared, and went to the plains to gallop and enter the vast uninhabited grassland.

At dawn, the troops bypassed a residential town and entered another uninhabited area. At this time, the northeast was between Zalantun and Qiqihar, and there were only some people along the railway line. The rest of the areas were all primitive prairie with vast wilderness and vast wilderness, and they were boundless. Occasionally, they could meet the wandering herders, and the number of people was very small and unwilling to get too close to these disguised Manjun Qiuba. There was no danger all the way. At around 9 o'clock the next night, Ma Qian'an arrived at the preparatory land for the intercepting King's Right Convoy. There was a small hill next to the highway. This land type was rare in this plain area. It was not far from Qiqihar and could cover the figure of a small group of troops. This was a place specially selected by Ma Qian'an after comparing it based on a large amount of intelligence.

Several Americans had never suffered such a long-distance marching. When they got off the horse and unsaded their saddles and rested, they got off the horse and plunged to the ground and said they would not get up to eat.

Ma Qian'an had no time to pay attention to these trivial matters. He ordered the soldiers to set up an ambush field in an orderly manner.

"Hurry, Wang Guoen, you will take someone to break a few small trees as roadblocks. You, you, Dai Guoqiao, and Zhao Dengyuan each led a small team of soldiers to spread along the highway. Pay attention to finding hidden points and make the hiding place. I will check it when dawn."

He was busy until the first midnight, and the work he should have ordered was over. Only then did Ma Qian'an feel relieved and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Zhang Xiaohua checked the night and patroled to the place where Ma Qian'an was asleep. She squatted beside him and looked at him for a while. Then she wrinkled her clothes on her body with a loving face. After thinking about it, she got up and found a small thin blanket to put it on Ma Qian'an's body. She played with her index finger and scratched Ma Qian'an's nose. Seeing Ma Qian'an's frowning, Zhang Xiaohua showed her white teeth with her mouth shining and bared a threatening moment.

It’s great to have Brother Lengzi personally command this army, at least he doesn’t have to work hard on it.

On a quiet and peaceful night, a large number of horses sniffed in the distance, swallowing essence and green grass. The soldiers slept soundly on the left and right, immersed in the breeze of the grassland at night. Only sentries' dark and vigilant figures swam around, occasionally one or two slight collisions of weapons.

At 8 o'clock the next morning, in the courtyard of the Third Military Control District in Qiqihar City, twenty Nissan 80 military trucks lined up. More than 100 Manchu soldiers who were about to enter the Army Training School were lined up in front of the car. They were curiously watching the scene of the officials bidding farewell to the Wang Zhiyou.

The formation was so big that there were a large number of bureaucrats in various colors standing at the entrance of the headquarters building, including even representatives of Japanese troops representing the troops stationed in the city. Everyone was tacitly fighting and bowing to Wang Zhiyou to say goodbye.

"All the road is smooth! All the road is smooth!"

The new Chief of Staff Liu Zongyue enthusiastically posed with his right hand, raised his tone and shouted desperately to express his farewell.

The convoy started and left one after another. Among the people watching the fun outside the courtyard, a person showed a hint of undetectable smile and flashed out of the crowd step by step. Soon after, a radio wave flew into the air in the inconspicuous living room of the Animals Co., Ltd.

Wang Zhiyou sat in the only car in the third place in the fleet. He saw that he had left the city and passed the last level of the city defense. His expression faded away from the "calmness" that he had just talked and laughed, and became nervous.

The accompanying staff member Huang Yu looked at the scenery passing by quickly next to the car and muttered worriedly: "Don't encounter troubled Anti-Japanese Allies. This group of bandits came and went without a trace, which made people feel assured."

It was really impossible to carry any pot. Wang Zhiyou turned his head and glared at Huang Yu in displeasure, "You are afraid of more than one hundred people protecting you? You are such a waste. When I was suppressing bandits, I was also a general immediately. He held a knife in his left hand and his right hand, which was majestic. All the bandits fled in the wind."

Blow again! Huang Yu secretly curled his lips, "I don't know you, but I don't know you yet?" Your life has been so smooth. Although you have been hanging in the army, you really have no fighting with the enemy on the battlefield. You just hide behind and command others to die."

Huang Yu turned around and said, "Yes! Bei Yi is not worried about his own safety. Bei Yi is worried about your safety. If there is a real attack from a bandit, Bei Yi will protect the commander Zhouquan even if he dies."

This is just like that! Wang Zhiyou nodded with satisfaction.

The convoy traveled more than ten kilometers, and the front car stopped behind a small hill. The nervous Huang Yu stretched out his head from the car and asked loudly why he stopped.

After a while, the officer who led the team came to report, "I don't know when a card was set up here. The person guarding the card asked us to talk to each other."

Huang Yu was furious, "Bastard! Didn't you tell them who we are? You dare to intercept the commander's convoy? Mabazi was impatient."

The report soldier Qiqiai Ai Ai replied: "I said that, I don't buy it, and I said I want to see someone to see the ID."

Bang! Huang Yu opened the car door and rushed out of the car, slapped the soldiers loudly, "It's a waste of time to raise you, who have we ever been afraid of?"

"Bastard! Bastard!" Not only Huang Yu was angry, but even Wang Zhiyou began to curse.

"We dare not mess with Japanese people!" The report soldier covered his face and said aggrievedly.
Chapter completed!