A flash of torches dispersed the darkness of the night, reflecting the excited faces of the brothers. The guerrillas returned victorious, talking and laughing along the way, and the atmosphere was lively.
"Sir, the brothers from the second battalion are catching up from behind." The team drove to Xiaowangzhuang in joy. Not far away, someone caught up from behind and reported.
Yang Ling waved the team to stop and wait for the brothers from the second battalion. Soon, another team with torches followed.
Wu Changqing and the others attacked Qinghe Town and were ambushed by the Japs. They hurriedly and slowly finally made it back.
"My dear, are they going to rob homes?"
When the brothers from the second battalion approached and saw the heavy captured supplies they were carrying on their shoulders, recruit Li Dequan stretched his neck and secretly smacked his tongue.
They fought with the Japs for a whole day in this countryside and only managed to capture more than a hundred rifles, some grenade launchers and machine guns. They thought they had captured a lot.
But now I see that everyone in the second battalion is carrying something, which makes the brothers in the first battalion jealous.
"Brother Wu, it looks like you have made a fortune."
Seeing Second Battalion Commander Wu Changqing walking with his head held high, Wang Huzi, the First Battalion Commander, felt envious in his heart. He would have known that he would go to the outside to fight.
"Hey, there aren't many things seized. There are only 50,000 rounds of ammunition, only 20 boxes of melon grenades, and one Type 92 heavy machine gun. I haven't even had time to count the food supplies..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard Wu Changqing smiling and being "modest". Isn't that enough?
"You shouldn't have taken away the Japanese's lair, right?" Wang Huzi stared at Wu Changqing in surprise and asked.
Wu Changqing laughed heartily: "The Japanese troops guarding Qinghe Town are only a small team. My hands are itchy, so I'll just give it to you..."
Yang Ling's order to Wu Changqing was to attack Qinghe Town and attract the main force of the Japs to come back for reinforcements. Who knew that Wu Changqing was so excited that he directly captured Qinghe Town.
"Damn, I'm just wondering why the Japs are rushing back in such a hurry. You've taken away my feelings, hahaha, but I like it." Wang Huzi patted Wu Changqing's shoulder and laughed.
The brothers in the first battalion had already won the battle, and now that they heard that the second battalion had also won the battle, the atmosphere suddenly became more enthusiastic.
"How are the casualties among the brothers?" Yang Ling heard that Wu Changqing took the initiative and captured Qinghe Town. Yang Ling did not care about the capture, but was worried about the casualties.
After all, attacking a fortress is not like fighting guerrillas in circles in the wilderness. The second battalion only has one mortar, which is considered to have heavy firepower. If the loss is too great, the gain will not be worth the loss.
"Sir, twenty-five brothers were sacrificed, fifteen were seriously injured, and more than a hundred were slightly injured." Wu Changqing replied with a serious expression.
Wu Changqing added: "I have brought back all the medicines for the Japs in Qinghe Town, and I have also invited all the doctors from Qinghe Town to treat my brothers' injuries."
"They weren't kidnapped, were they?" Wang Huzi's eyes looked at the man in civilian clothes behind him who was being held up by a few guerrilla officers and soldiers, and he said with a smile.
Wu Changqing said with a guilty conscience: "How can it be possible? People heard that they were treating injuries for our guerrillas, so they rushed to come..."
Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Second Battalion's casualties were not very heavy, and ordered the troops to withdraw to Xiaowangzhuang to rest.
After all, the brothers fought with the Japanese for a whole day this time. Although it was not as good as the days and nights in the past, the brothers were still very tired.
Yang Ling and his victorious troops retreated in a lively manner. When several villages passing by heard that the troops had won the battle, they all stood on the roadside serving tea and water to express their condolences to the troops. This made the brothers feel touched and proud.
Feelings arise spontaneously.
"Where is Chief Yang! I'm looking for Chief Yang!"
Just as the brothers were halfway through, there was a sudden shout from the front of the team, and a brother who had fallen and was covered in mud rushed over.
"What's going on?" Yang Ling saw the team stopped and hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation.
"Sir, something happened!" When the brother who stayed behind saw Yang Ling, he shouted without taking a breath: "The Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade attacked Zhangjiaji. Vice Captain Zhang has already led the militia team from Xiaowangzhuang to rush over. He
Let me call for help!"
"Damn it, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade got so bold that they stabbed you in the back!" Wang Huzi had a bad temper, and immediately stared and roared.
Yang Ling frowned. The anti-Japanese and national salvation brigade attacked Zhangjiaji at this juncture. I'm afraid the matter was not simply due to friction between friendly forces. There was a high chance that they would treason and surrender to the enemy.
After all, in the entire northern Jiangsu region, with the gradual growth of the Japanese and puppet troops, not only the brigade commanders of the security forces surrendered to the enemy, but also the commander-in-chief of the guerrilla army Li Changjiang rebelled and surrendered to the enemy, and became some kind of military commander of Wang's puppet government.
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In fact, Yang Ling's guess was good. After the Japs' high-ranking officials promised to buy them off, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, which Yang Ling and his gang had dealt with once, had secretly turned to the Japs.
Moreover, this time the Japanese's encirclement and suppression of Yang Ling's third guerrilla detachment was not one force, but two. The other force was the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade to the north.
The order given by the Japanese to the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade was to launch an attack on the guerrilla detachment at the same time and crush the guerrilla detachment in one fell swoop.
However, Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, was not a fool. He knew that the guerrilla detachment was powerful, so the attack was delayed for half a day.
He also had his own little calculation, that is, after the Japanese had wiped out the main force of the guerrillas, he could just come and pick peaches. There was no need to confront the guerrillas head-on.
Because he knows that the Japanese are not reliable, and to bribe him now is just to see that he has hundreds of troops in his hands. If all these troops are used up, I am afraid that the Japanese will also deal with him.
The Japanese did not distribute radio stations to them, so they did not know that the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade was delayed for a long time. Naturally, they did not know that Han Feihu had beaten Xiao Jiujiu.
Han Feihu's Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade set off at noon but stopped and stopped, and did not arrive at Zhangjiaji until about three o'clock in the afternoon.
The main forces of Yang Ling and others were deployed to the front to fight the Japanese, and those who stayed behind were some handymen and militia teams from each village.
The militiamen in Zhangjiaji only have a few dozen people, and the guns they use are also bad guns that have been eliminated by the guerrillas. They are good for scaring people, but not for fighting. Most of them still carry red-tassel guns and other cold weapons.
In order to enhance the firepower of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, the Japanese specially allocated tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition and more than ten light machine guns to them. The firepower was greatly enhanced. With just one face-to-face encounter, the Zhangjiaji militia was finished.
When he learned that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had attacked Zhangjiaji, Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain of the guerrilla detachment who stayed behind, did not dare to neglect. He took the militia team from Xiaowangzhuang over and prepared to negotiate with the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade. After all, he did not realize that they had surrendered to the enemy.
Report to Yangling.
"beard!"
"have!"
"Give all the seizures to the brothers from the second battalion to take back. Follow me from the first battalion to Zhangjiaji!"
Yang Ling now guessed that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had surrendered to the enemy, and that Zhang Liechen would definitely be in danger if he went to negotiate with them, so he prepared to lead his troops there and didn't mind killing them.
"Sir, do we want to help too?" Wu Changqing also rushed over from behind the team and asked.
Yang Ling shook his head and said: "You are responsible for guarding the direction of Qinghe Town to prevent the Japanese from counterattack. I will take one battalion and it will be enough."
"yes!"
In fact, Yang Ling was completely over-concerned. Kuroda Ichiro and the others who retreated to Qinghe Town in embarrassment were cold and hungry, and Qinghe Town was also captured. At this moment, morale was extremely low, and they had no ability to counterattack.