In less than five minutes, the remaining dozen or so puppet troops in the pocket formation surrendered and became prisoners.
Deputy Battalion Commander Zhong Chengjun happily ran to Huang Yu and reported: "Batalion Commander, hit the officers and the little devils first. The method of forcing ordinary puppet troops to surrender will work!"
"Of the twenty or so puppet troops, less than ten died, and the remaining 18 puppet troops all surrendered and became our prisoners!"
"Seized one and a half carts of grain, half a cart of pork and other supplies, and one cart of weapons and ammunition..."
"We also seized from the baggage team a crooked gun, a Czech-made gun, a grenade launcher, about thirty rifles, two pistols, sixty-five grenades and hand grenades..."
"Transport all the prisoners and captures back to Nanfeng Village... Let the instructors set up a prisoner of war company, and all the prisoners we captured will be sent to the prisoner of war company for labor." Huang Yu looked at Zhong Chengjun and responded.
"Those who are willing to join our independent regiment will be sent directly to the recruit company for training after passing the review. After passing the training, they will be added to the main company!"
"Those who are unwilling to join the independent regiment will be subject to labor reform ranging from three months to one year in a prisoner-of-war company, depending on the length of time they have been puppet soldiers and the mistakes they have made, and then they will be released back to their hometowns!"
"The land in northwestern Shanxi is barren and the local people cannot support many troops!"
“In addition to outsourcing, we also need to find ways to be self-sufficient!”
"There are many water sources and streams in Nanfeng Mountain, and there will definitely be land reclamation and farming nearby..."
"Let the prisoners of war who are unwilling to join the independent regiment of the prisoner of war company go to cultivate wasteland... Even if they only harvest 100,000 kilograms of grain a year, it will be enough to feed the assault camp for several months!"
"Other troops urgently need to stay here to block the stronghold... and pull out the nails that the little devil has driven under our noses!"
At the Xiaowangzhuang stronghold, the lieutenant captain stood on the top of the gun tower, holding a telescope and looking at the direction from which the gunfire came...
The firefight started and ended very quickly...
Before the lieutenant captain could figure out what was going on, the gunfire stopped.
Today is the day when the county town delivers ammunition supplies to the stronghold. Even a fool knows that the firefight just now has something to do with the baggage train.
The captain immediately frowned into a big "Sichuan" sign and continued to look into the distance, hoping that the convoy would appear at the end of the road.
Judging from the sound of gunfire, the exchange of fire was less than five kilometers away from the stronghold.
The end of the road that can be seen is two kilometers away from the stronghold, leaving less than three kilometers to go. No matter how slow the convoy goes, it will only take half an hour...
Now forty minutes have passed, and the motorcade has not yet appeared at the end of the road...
"Captain, I think something happened to the baggage convoy!" said one of his subordinates, Captain Cao, with a worried look on his face.
Another commander, Cao, directly asked the squadron leader for a fight: "Captain, how about I take dozens of people over to take a look?"
"What are you looking at! If you want to go out and die yourself, don't bring so many garrison troops to bury you with you!" the lieutenant cursed angrily.
"When the baggage train was attacked, I didn't even dare to send troops to reinforce it... Now that the battle is over, the baggage train is likely to encounter something unexpected... If we send troops to attack now, wouldn't we die in battle?"
"Our troops are limited... Relying on the gun towers and bunkers in the stronghold, we can still fight a few battles with the Eighth Route Army... If we leave the stronghold and there are no bunkers and gun towers to hide in, do you think the garrison in the stronghold will still be a rival to the Eighth Route Army?"
"Don't forget, although this Eighth Route Army has just arrived, it has already captured one of our medium-sized strongholds and wiped out more than 300 of us... Not only is it powerful in combat, it is also equipped with a large number of heavy weapons!"
"If they gather their main force to attack us... with the strength and fortifications of the Xiaowangzhuang stronghold, they won't be able to hold on for even two hours..."
"If we leave the stronghold and abandon the gun towers and bunkers, we may not be able to hold on for even half an hour after encountering the Eighth Route Army!"
An hour later, the baggage train that everyone had been waiting for had still not appeared.
The stronghold communications soldier suddenly ran towards the captain, looking very panicked: "Report sir... our telephone line with the county seat seems to have been cut off by the enemy..."
"Captain...the stronghold only has two days left to store food..." Another Japanese soldier hurried over to report.
"If the baggage train doesn't arrive yet, we will run out of food in two days!"
"Today's food will be reduced by 30%...the remaining food in the stronghold will last for another three days!" the lieutenant captain ordered with a stern face.
Then he turned his attention to the communications soldier: "Go and check the line immediately... We must contact the county seat as quickly as possible..."
"The baggage train was attacked, and the county must re-deliver ammunition supplies to us!"
The lieutenant captain knew that if he sent people out now, he would probably get into trouble, but he had no other way to break the situation.
If they can't contact the county seat, they won't know about the attack on the baggage train, and they won't be able to transport new ammunition supplies to themselves. The Xiaowangzhuang stronghold will run out of food...
After a few days, the garrison at the stronghold could be completely destroyed without the Eighth Route Army attacking.
The Japanese communications soldiers did not realize the danger and accepted the mission decisively...
Three minutes later, the two puppet soldiers rushed out of the stronghold, followed the telephone line, and slowly disappeared from the sight of the lieutenant captain.
"Pa bang bang..."
Ten minutes later, several gunshots suddenly rang out in the direction where the signal soldiers disappeared...
The lieutenant captain raised his eyebrows and yelled: "Bagheya Road... the communications troops must have been attacked!"
"The Eighth Route Army wants to blockade the Xiaowangzhuang stronghold and isolate us into a lone army, a lone army that is about to run out of food!"
"From now on, no one can leave the stronghold without my order!"
Two days later, an anxious and fearful mood began to permeate the stronghold. The stronghold could not receive any news from the outside, and the limited food supplies became less and less...
Except for having a dry meal at noon, you can only eat thin meals in the morning and evening.
On the top of the gun tower, the lieutenant captain, three commanders, and the Japanese-born puppet company commander... all looked solemnly outside the stronghold.
"Sir, if there is no ammunition supply yet... we will run out of food tomorrow!" a Cao commander reported.
"There are two war horses at the stronghold. Let people ride the war horses to contact the county seat... They will definitely be able to break through the Eighth Route Army blockade!" Another leader Cao suggested.
"Take a dead horse as a living doctor, just do it... pick the two most skilled soldiers from the stronghold to contact the county... Let's go now!" the lieutenant captain ordered helplessly...
Ten minutes later, the two cavalrymen disappeared from their sight...
Before I had time to be happy, the familiar sound of gunfire rang out again... mixed with the sound of a crooked gunfire...
The hope that had just been ignited on the lieutenant's face was instantly shattered. Although he had not received the exact information yet, he had already made a close guess in his mind.
The Japanese who served as the company commander of the puppet army suddenly stood up: "Sir..."
"Men are only short of food now, not ammunition..."
"I am willing to lead two platoons of the Imperial Army to break out of the stronghold and go straight to Xiaowangzhuang two miles away to grab some food from there!"
"If the Eighth Route Army dares to go there to surround us, I will ask the Imperial Army to capture dozens of civilians as hostages to cover our return to our stronghold!"
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