Chapter 573 Fishing if you have the chance, forget it if you don’t have the chance
At four o'clock in the morning, the Zhoukoudian stronghold was still shrouded in darkness, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers.
Searchlights mounted on the top of the turrets fired back and forth around the stronghold to prevent enemies from sneaking into the stronghold.
Two figures suddenly appeared on the road leading to the stronghold. They hurried towards the stronghold and passed Lao. They seemed to have encountered something and were very anxious.
The little devil on duty, Captain Cao, quickly arranged for two puppet soldiers to greet them and tell them whether they were enemies or friends.
Ten minutes later, the two men were brought into the stronghold. When they saw the little Japanese, they cried and reported: "Taijun, you must save us..."
"The guerrillas in the mountains have become rampant. They have gathered more than a hundred people to attack Zhouzhuang. At the village office, Mr. Zhou is leading the nursing home to resist desperately. The guerrillas are equipped with three light machine guns, and Mr. Zhou's nursing home only has one. They will definitely not be able to hold on for too long.
For a long time, please Taijun send troops to reinforce Zhouzhuang immediately."
Captain Cao suddenly became interested. He stared at the two people in front of him and asked seriously: "Are you sure you are right? The guerrillas who attacked Zhouzhuang really numbered more than a hundred, equipped with three light machine guns..."
"You dare to risk your life... please Taijun send troops quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
"How is their offensive? Is the attack strong?" Chief Cao continued to ask.
"It was very violent, everyone seemed to be desperate for their lives..." Another nurse who reported the news rushed to answer.
"They attacked Zhouzhuang before, but there were only forty or fifty people. They were driven back by Master Zhou's guard."
"I heard that these guerrillas were short of food and ammunition after being attacked many times by Taijun... There is not much food in the mountains, so we can only attack Zhouzhuang again and go to Zhouzhuang to supply food and ammunition."
"I didn't expect that they gathered more than a hundred people to attack Zhouzhuang this time. They must have been several guerrilla groups acting together."
"Please Taijun send troops and reinforcements as soon as possible. Maybe we can wipe out all the guerrillas in the mountains."
After hearing this, Captain Cao was moved and immediately ordered: "I will report to the captain now..."
"You guys watch them. If we get to Zhouzhuang and don't find the guerrillas, I will kill them."
After saying that, he ran towards the captain's residence.
In less than five minutes, a piercing siren sounded from the stronghold's turret, and the stronghold, which had been dark just a moment ago, instantly became lively. Groups of little devils, as if they were drunk, came out of the barracks with guns and light machine guns.
Rush out.
After a while, the open space behind the gun tower was filled with heavily armed Japanese and puppet troops.
The captain walked up to the team with his command knife on his shoulder, with a heartfelt expression of excitement on his face. Several of his subordinates gathered around and began to give orders: "I just got news that the Eighth Route Army guerrillas in the mountains are gathering more than a hundred people."
To attack Zhouzhuang, I decided to immediately send troops to reinforce Zhouzhuang and kill all the enemies there."
"It's half past four in the morning. The troops can march to Zhouzhuang in two hours. It's just dawn. Even if the enemy ambush us, we are not afraid. The order..."
"The first squadron of infantry, the first squadron of artillery, the first squadron of heavy machine guns, and the first and second companies of the Imperial Association Army will be led by me personally. We will set off immediately and march towards Zhouzhuang to eliminate the enemy..."
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After leaving the Zhoukou stronghold, walk two kilometers west and enter the hilly area. There are rolling hills on both sides of the road. Walk three or four kilometers further west and enter the mountainous area.
The pocket formation Huang Yu prepared for the Japanese was located right at the junction of hills and mountains.
"Captain, if we move the pocket formation two kilometers back, the terrain will be more favorable to us." Wei Dayong asked, lying on a hill with only bushes, with a puzzled look on his face.
Huang Yu replied seriously: "The terrain is indeed very favorable to us, but the sound of the exchange of fire when we ambushed the Japanese and puppet troops could not reach the stronghold."
After saying that, he turned his attention to the special agent company Zhang Xuan.
"Take your troops and set off immediately, move two kilometers toward Zhoukoudian, look for favorable terrain, and then deploy a pocket formation."
"Bring three heavy machine guns and a company of mortars over there."
"Ignore the first wave of Japanese and puppet reinforcements and let them go directly. After the ambush here starts, the troops will enter the position and prepare to ambush the second wave of reinforcements sent from the Zhoukou stronghold."
Wei Dayong slapped his head fiercely: "Captain, you want to use the first wave of Japanese reinforcements as bait to lure out a Japanese and puppet army..."
Huang Yu nodded: "If you have a chance, fish it. If you don't have a chance, forget it..."
"But based on my understanding of the Japs, they may refuse to save the puppet troops, but they will basically save their own people when asked. As expected, the stronghold captain will also be in the first wave of reinforcements."
"It is impossible for the garrison at the stronghold to watch their commanders being killed by us. The chance of them sending troops again is very high, at least 70%."
"If the first wave of reinforcements exceeds 400 people, and the second wave of reinforcements exceeds 200 people, the garrison at the Zhoukou stronghold will immediately drop to more than 200 people, and it will be easier to take it down."
At half past five in the morning, it was already dark. The Japanese captain was walking in the middle of the team and could already vaguely see the situation fifty meters away.
When I just left the stronghold, it was pitch dark and I couldn't see anything.
The fear brought by the dark night made the captain particularly vigilant. Now that it was dawn, the vigilance disappeared along with the night.
The marching speed is getting faster and faster. Everyone wants to reach Zhouzhuang as soon as possible, for fear that the cooked duck will slip away from their mouths.
"Dong dong dong..."
The sudden sound of heavy machine gun fire instantly shattered the dreams of these Japanese and puppet soldiers.
Six heavy machine guns suddenly appeared on the hills covered with shrubs and thatch on both sides of the road, spraying bullets towards the road as if they were free. There were a large number of light machine guns mounted between the heavy machine guns. Visual inspection revealed that there were at least thirty of them, and there were also several
Hundreds of rifles hid in the thatch and started looting together.
Dense bullets flew towards the road like rain. The reinforcements were caught off guard, and more than a hundred people fell in an instant.
The surviving Japanese and puppet troops were just about to get down and fight back when the hail of flying bullets claimed dozens more lives.
What made the Japanese captain feel most desperate was that the sudden rain of bullets seemed to have eyes, specifically drilling into the Japanese.
He was also lucky, as his status as captain made him a key target of protection from his subordinates.
Several guards stepped forward to block the bullets with their bodies, allowing him to lie on the ground.
But Lady Luck did not always patronize him. Just as he drew out his command knife and prepared to organize his men to fight back, a rifle bullet pierced his head.
This is the work of a special forces sniper team.
They had been eyeing the Japanese captain before the war, but their luck was not very good. The first two bullets fired were blocked by the Japanese guards, and it was not until the third bullet that it hit the target...
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The captain of the second squadron stayed at the stronghold and was responsible for commanding all troops in the stronghold.
This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, he is already familiar with it.
After the captain left, he arranged his defense and returned to the barracks to catch up on his sleep.
There are only a few Eighth Route Army guerrillas in the surrounding area for dozens of kilometers. They are attacking Zhouzhuang and are about to be wiped out by the captain. There will be no danger in the stronghold below. If you have time to wait on the stairs to blow the cold wind, you might as well get into bed.
catch up on sleep,
At 5:30 in the morning, when the squadron leader was having a sweet dream, the closed door was suddenly knocked open. When he opened his eyes, he saw the adjutant running towards him in a hurry.
"Captain, the sound of firefights reached the stronghold five kilometers due west of the stronghold... The sound of gunfire was very dense, and there were a large number of light and heavy machine guns on display. The captain marched in a hurry and just arrived there. He was worried that the reinforcements would be ambushed by the enemy there."
"Impossible..." the squadron leader retorted without thinking.
"There are only Eighth Route Army guerrillas around the stronghold, without any main force..."
"No matter how courageous the guerrillas are, they don't have the strength to ambush the reinforcements. You must have heard wrong, or the guerrillas used firecrackers to mislead us, making us mistakenly believe that the reinforcements were ambushed by heavy troops."
The adjutant insisted on his opinion: "I must have heard you right... the sound of crossfire did include the sound of a large number of light and heavy machine gun fire..."
"If the captain doesn't believe it, you can go to the top of the turret and listen. If you are lying, I am willing to lead the military law."
Seeing how serious the deputy's words were, the squadron leader could only walk out of the barracks with doubts on his face.
As soon as I arrived at the door, the faint sound of firefight reached my ears. When I walked out of the barracks, the sound of firefight was obviously much louder.
The suspicious expression on the squadron leader's face was immediately replaced by solemnity, and he rushed towards the gun tower, running faster and faster, obviously in a hurry.
Climbing up the turret, the sound of firefights coming from five kilometers away became clearer.
If you raise a telescope, you can even vaguely see some flames rising on the road.
"How is this possible?" the squadron leader put down the telescope and asked with a look of disbelief on his face.
Everyone here was confused by the sudden appearance of the main force of the Eighth Route Army on the battlefield. No one knew where they came from. When faced with the squadron leader's rhetorical question, they all looked helpless.
"Captain..." the adjutant said bravely.
"The battalion leader only brought a heavy machine gun squad with three heavy machine guns and only a dozen light machine guns. They all participated in the battle and could not produce such a dense firefight. From this, it was concluded that the Eighth Route Army on the ambush battlefield was far more powerful than the reinforcements.
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"This is a typical Eighth Route Army tactic of encirclement and reinforcements."
"If we don't send reinforcements immediately and cover the captain to break out of the pocket formation, the reinforcements will most likely be wiped out."
The squadron leader was a little panicked, but the adjutant's words gave him a revelation and he calmed down instantly.
He raised his binoculars again and looked at the battlefield. He changed his observation and ordered: "Nothing can happen to the captain and the reinforcements."
"The 1st and 2nd squadrons of the 2nd Squadron, the 3rd Company of the Imperial Association Army, immediately attacked, went around behind the Eighth Route Army and launched an attack, creating a hole in the enemy's pocket formation, and covering the team leader's breakout..."
"Hurry up, if you go late, something will happen to the captain."
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The secret agent company's pocket formation was much smaller than the main force of the regiment. Listening to the increasingly intensive firefights behind him, Zhang Xuan felt itchy in his heart...
He kept holding his binoculars to observe the road ahead, fearing that the stronghold would no longer send troops and he would be waiting here in vain.
The hard work paid off. Twenty minutes after the ambush started, the blurry figures of the Japanese and puppet troops finally appeared at the end of the road.
Some people were holding guns, and some were holding light machine guns, spreading their legs and digging into their pockets.
