On the road leading to Qinghe Town, a company of guerrilla officers and soldiers were running forward, heavy breathing mixed with messy footsteps, and smoke billowing under their feet.
Yang Ling and the others accidentally ambushed two Japanese squadrons, making him realize that Qinghe Town was currently empty of troops and it was a good time to attack.
If the Japs in Qinghe Town knew that the troops going out for reinforcements had been ambushed and destroyed, and they were prepared for defense, then it would be much more difficult to fight.
Therefore, Yang Ling did not hesitate and asked Second Battalion Commander Wu Changqing to personally lead an infantry company with light equipment to attack Qinghe Town, while he led the follow-up troops to follow with heavy weapons.
"Hurry, everyone, run faster!"
Wu Changqing's smoky face was stained with sweat, and he kept urging the guerrilla brothers to speed up.
The brothers of this infantry company had just fought a fierce battle and had not had time to rest before they rushed to Qinghe Town. Although their usual training included armed assault subjects, when they really started running, they were still tired and soaked.
However, most of these guerrilla brothers were hard-working farm men before they joined the army. Although they were tired and out of breath, they gritted their teeth and held on, and no one complained about hardship or tiredness.
The entire team rushed towards Qinghe Town quickly. They all changed into the Japanese 38-gauge rifles. After all, the bullets of the 79-gun rifles had been exhausted after several battles, so they had to change into the Japanese firearms.
The silent and rapid marching team, the sharp bayonets, and the bloodstains on their uniforms made them look murderous.
Behind the light infantry company led by Wu Changqing, Yang Ling personally led four companies of the main guerrilla force, carrying captured infantry artillery, mortars and heavy machine guns. They were also running wildly, but the speed could not be increased while pulling heavy weapons.
Now Yang Ling also regrets it. If he had known better, he would not have let the brothers tire the car first, so that they did not use several Japanese cars.
In less than an hour, an assault infantry company led by battalion commander Wu Changqing arrived at the outskirts of Qinghe Town.
"Who?! Come out!"
The company commander Hua Gou, who was moving quickly, suddenly took off the 38 rifle from his shoulder and pointed it at a thick bush of grass beside the road.
Hua Gou, a veteran, previously served as the platoon leader of the guerrillas. After the guerrillas reorganized into battalion-level units, Hua Gou was appointed by Yang Ling as the infantry company commander.
"Come out quickly! If you don't come out, I'll shoot!"
While the company commander Hua Gou was drinking coldly, several brothers next to him also stopped and gathered around with their guns.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot..."
A middle-aged man with his hands raised emerged from the grass on the side of the road, and soon two brothers rushed up and knocked him down.
"No weapons." The two brothers checked carefully before letting the middle-aged man go.
"What's going on?" Battalion Commander Wu Changqing also trotted over.
Hua Gou hurriedly stepped forward and stood at attention, saluting: "Batalion Commander, I caught a passing villager."
Wu Changqing glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered: "Take him with you and let him go after the battle."
Just when Wu Changqing was about to let the troops continue running, the middle-aged man shouted hurriedly.
"Sir, I have something to report."
This middle-aged man is Wang San, a Japanese kitchen busboy who slipped out of Qinghe Town. His true identity is Yang Ling's intelligence agent stationed in Qinghe Town.
"Who are you?" Wu Changqing stepped forward and asked with a frown.
"Sir, I am an intelligence agent for the guerrillas. This is my proof." Wang San took off his shoes and took out a piece of identification.
"Chief Yang said that the troops would attack Qinghe Town today and asked us to cooperate. We had poisoned all the sentries in the town with rat poison, but after waiting for a long time, the troops did not come. I was worried about being exposed, so I ran out." Wang San
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Yang Ling and others thought that they could quickly eliminate the Japanese reinforcements by encircling the points and calling for reinforcements, but the Japanese reinforcements actually consisted of two squadrons and so many puppet troops.
They almost capsized in the ditch, and it took them a long time to eliminate all the Japanese, so the time to capture Qinghe Town was also delayed.
Yang Ling's order to the intelligence personnel in Qinghe Town was to cooperate internally and externally to cooperate with the troops' attack, such as setting fire to create chaos when possible, but he did not expect that they would poison them.
They poisoned many Japanese to death, but the guerrilla troops had not yet arrived, leaving them in a passive position.
"Did you poison the Japanese sentry?" Wu Changqing's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked Wang San.
Wang San nodded hurriedly: "At least half of it was overturned."
Wu Changqing was so excited at this moment that Yang Ling asked them to raid. He thought there must be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect the intelligence officers to be of great help.
"attack!"
Wu Changqing waved his hand, and a company of guerrilla officers and soldiers rushed directly to Qinghe Town.
Since Qinghe Town was raided a week ago, the Japanese have not only placed many sentries outside Qinghe Town, but have also dug trenches, pulled out barbed wire, and used several houses to build bunkers.
Although it seems to be impregnable, the Japanese and puppet soldiers guarding these places have all eaten food laced with rat poison, and they have all collapsed.
When Wu Changqing led the brothers of the assault company to Qinghe Town, it could be said that they were in no one's land.
"Leave one squad to guard the perimeter, and the rest will go into the town to eliminate the remaining enemies!"
Wu Changqing is now so happy that he can't wait to hold Wang San and kiss him who has made great achievements.
The brothers rushed into the town in fighting formation, and many of the Japanese fell dead on the ground with lunch boxes in their hands. Seeing this scene, the brothers looked at Wang San with a little fear.
After all, Wang San was just a handyman responsible for delivering food, so he poisoned the sentries on duty outside the Japs. There were also some Japs who were not responsible for delivering food to him.
When the guerrilla officers and soldiers led by Wu Changqing went straight to the Japanese camp along the street, as soon as they turned the corner, they met the Japanese who were about to change their guard.
The two sides only had a face-to-face meeting. When the Japanese soldiers saw these guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing gray military uniforms and cloth military caps, their faces changed wildly.
Before these Japanese soldiers could take off the rifles on their shoulders, the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushed over and opened fire. After all, they had the guns in their hands and had the upper hand.
The hot bullets rushed out of the muzzle and penetrated into the body of the Japanese soldier with bullet marks visible to the naked eye. The Japanese soldier's body was shaken wildly, and a puff of blood mist rose up.
"Da da da......"
The machine gunner carrying the Czech light machine gun also quickly got down and put the machine gun on the ground, sweeping across the enemy.
In less than a minute, all the Japanese who had fought with the guerrilla officers and soldiers fell into a pool of blood.
Seeing these dead Japanese soldiers in front of them, the guerrilla officers and soldiers were in shock. If they didn't hold their guns in their hands, they might not know the outcome.
"Rush, block the Japanese in the camp!"
Wu Changqing didn't care so much, and rushed straight to the Japanese camp while stepping on the blood of the Japanese.
The brothers of a company were like tigers descending the mountain, running wildly along the street, and a series of crisp machine gun sounds suddenly came, making the Japanese captain Sakai Tatsuo who was left behind jump from his chair.
The sound of this machine gun was not the crooked sound they were familiar with, it was the Czech sound of the Chinese Communist Party! And it was ringing in the town.
"Assemble! Let the troops assemble!"
Tatsuo Sakai didn't want to think too much, grabbed the tortoise box and rushed out of the office, roaring.
The piercing sirens rang in the sky above Qinghe Town, and the sound of gunshots broke the tranquility of Qinghe Town. Many shops closed their doors in a hurry, and who knew that fighting suddenly broke out in the town.