On the road more than two hundred miles away from Liantai County, a team wearing gray military uniforms was rushing towards Liantai County.
Master Liu strode along the road and looked at the soldiers crowding the entire road and the mules and horses passing by from time to time. He was a little worried and said to the political commissar Ping beside him: "The marching speed of the troops is still too slow. According to the
The plan is that we should arrive in Liantai County before noon the day after tomorrow, but we are still two hundred miles away from Liantai. It looks like it will be difficult for us to reach our destination on time."
Political Commissar Ping shook his head, "This is the second best thing. What I am most worried about is that if the whereabouts of the troops are leaked, the Japanese army will send troops to intercept us. You must know that before this, we have never fought with the Sixth Division like this."
The elites fought against each other.
That’s it for other troops. If we encounter the Japanese tank troops, we will suffer big losses!"
"Yes!" Commander Liu nodded solemnly. Today's Eighth Route Army lacks even ordinary rifle bullets, let alone relatively high-end items such as anti-tank weapons.
"Okay, don't think about those bad things." Mr. Liu, who didn't want to continue this topic, waved his hand, "We have to think about the good news. When we get to Liantai County, I will have to ask for help from Commander Gao despite my shameless face.
With some anti-tank weapons, we won’t have to worry about Japanese tanks by then, but I don’t know if my old face is worth anything in front of Commander Gao.”
After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed.
Since the Eighth Route Army Headquarters handed over the task of going to Liantai County to the 129th Division, the entire 129th Division was as excited as a chicken blood. The troops originally scattered in various places were assembled in less than three days.
They came straight to Liantai County in a mighty manner.
At the beginning, the Japanese army was indeed caught off guard. The Japanese army that reacted later could not sit back and watch such a swaggering assembly of the Eighth Route Army. Under the strict orders of Okamura Neiji, the Japanese army that was encircling and suppressing the Central Hebei Military Region deployed more than 10,000 troops to pursue them.
Come up, so now there are nearly 30,000 people in the 129th Division, who have to get rid of the Japanese army and hurry up to get on the road.
"Chief...you have been walking for a long time and it's time to get on your horses." At this time, the guard came over with two horses.
"Hmm... what's going on?" Commander Liu looked at the horse in the guard's hand and said with some displeasure, "Didn't I tell you to give the horse to the wounded to ride?"
"Chief, the two wounded men refused to ride after riding for a while. They said that since this is the chief's horse, he should be allowed to ride. No matter how much we try to persuade him, it's useless." The guard said aggrievedly.
"Play the piano randomly!" Master Liu frowned and was about to get angry, but was stopped by Political Commissar Ping. He smiled and said: "Go back and tell the wounded people that this is an order from me and Master Liu. If anyone does not follow it,
, I told them personally!”
"yes!"
The guard stood at attention, turned around and was about to lead his horse away.
"Buzz buzz..."
Suddenly a low roar came from the air, and with the roar, everyone's expressions immediately changed.
Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping, who are not battle-hardened veterans, immediately shouted without thinking as soon as they heard the roar: "All troops should take cover immediately...to avoid air strikes!"
"Quick... quick... everyone take cover immediately!"
The originally peaceful marching team boiled like boiling water. For a moment, people screamed and horses neighed. All the troops marching on the road dispersed to hide in Liangbi. Even Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping, who had just given the order, were also arrested.
The guards gathered around and hid in a ditch beside the road.
Before the troops were completely concealed, a silver plane flew over their heads at an ultra-low altitude. The height was so low that it was simply amazing. It even made people worry about whether it would hit the treetops at the next moment. The people below
The Eighth Route Army could even clearly see the rising sun emblem on the wing of the plane.
Commander Liu looked at the Japanese plane above his head that was like a burning buttock, and said in surprise: "There's something wrong with this Japanese plane. Why is it that it doesn't look like it's coming to trouble us, but it looks like it's running for its life?"
?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a louder roar came over again, and then another sharp-eyed warrior pointed to the northwest and shouted loudly.
"There are two more planes behind us!"
Following the soldier's voice, two planes painted sky blue almost swooped down from high altitude. The two planes crossed each other on the left and right. Then intensive gunshots rang out, and more than a dozen tongues of flames shot from both sides.
The wings of an airplane emerged from both sides, and the shining lights looked so dazzling even in the daytime.
Facing the rain of bullets fired from both sides, the Japanese aircraft, which was obviously too slow, could only sway left and right to avoid the bullets. However, under the rain of bullets that tilted like raindrops, the Japanese aircraft looked so...
It was desolate and helpless. It only lasted less than ten seconds before thick black smoke came out of its tail. Although it desperately looked up and climbed up, it finally fell headfirst to the ground. In just ten seconds, it fell to the ground.
A few seconds later, there was a huge explosion halfway up the mountain, and a column of thick smoke and fire shot into the sky.
Seeing the Japanese plane being shot down, there were thunderous cheers on the ground, and countless Eighth Route Army soldiers all cheered warmly.
"Commander, look, the Japanese pilot has parachuted!" Another soldier pointed at the sky and shouted. Following the direction of his finger, two snow-white parachutes were floating halfway up the mountain.
Seeing this, Commander Liu smiled happily and scolded the commander of the special agent company next to him: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and capture the prisoners? I tell you, I will survive this time if I don't even do this little thing."
If you can't do it, don't come to see me!"
The commander of the special agent company was also anxious. He threw his hat on the ground and shouted: "Chief, if you can't catch these two little devils alive, I will shoot myself! Comrades... let's go...
Take prisoners!"
"Take prisoners!"
In fact, there is no need for the special agent company commander to arrest people. You must know that the ground is full of marching Eighth Route Army soldiers. The two parachuting Japanese pilots were killed by countless Eighth Route Army soldiers who had been waiting on the ground before they landed.
It was pulled down from mid-air by various hands and feet.
After shooting down two Japanese planes, the two fighters did not leave immediately. Instead, they lowered their altitude and speed and passed over the heads of the Eighth Route Army. The blue sky and white sun badge on the fuselage shone brightly in the sun.
"Plane, that's our plane!"
Looking at the plane passing overhead, the soldiers stood up from their hiding places, and cheers resounded from the ground.
"Chief...that's our plane!"
"I saw!"
Master Liu nodded slightly, then took off his glasses, lowered his head and wiped them before putting them back on. Political Commissar Ping on the side could clearly see the twinkling tears in his eyes.
He patted Mr. Liu's arm and comforted softly: "Old man, don't be sad... We will also have our own plane in the future!"