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The night is gradually getting deeper.
The peace in the valley was broken.
Groups of soldiers wearing ordinary civilian clothes but carrying Japanese-style 38 rifles. No, to be more precise, five days ago, most of them were just farmers. Their correct name should be the peasant army. In their respective
Under the leadership of the chief, they filed out of the valley, lit torches, and set off twenty miles away.
But there was no fear on the faces of most people, even if they already knew that this time they were going north to fight the Japanese.
On the contrary, most of the people were excited, and the noisy chatter sounded a bit harsh in the originally silent valley, making Sun Yongqin even blush.
But Liu Dazhu did not criticize him too much. After all, these people had only picked up guns for less than a week!
He just used his actions to tell these guys who didn't know what discipline meant what a regular army was. With a wave of his hand, 170 people from the third battalion and one company of the former Great Wall Regiment quietly passed by groups of the Jehol Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army who were a little excited.
After passing through, in the dark night, they followed the first soldier holding a flashlight as a guide, one after another, like ghosts, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
The peasant soldiers, who were still a little messy at first, may have had the power of their example, but they gradually calmed down and began to rush on their way. Sun Yongqin's ugly face looked much better now.
Standing on the roadside and watching groups of soldiers go away, he took the guards around him and followed the last company in line.
"Li Stuttering, how are you? Going to fight the Japanese, how are the mood of the brothers? Are you afraid?" As they walked, Sun Yongqin asked the commander of the Xinke Infantry Company who was accompanying him rather cautiously.
"Division...Commander, I heard that brothers have nothing to be afraid of when working with the Japanese, but..." The company commander, who was wearing a Japanese-style yellow military cotton-padded jacket, tried his best to answer with his tongue.
This style of speaking would have been familiar to Li Shoushan, who had been used as a roadbed in Lutong ditch. Except for his stuttering, cheap-chinned brother-in-law, there would be no one else.
That's right, the company commander in Sun Yongqin's Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army was the cavalry platoon leader Liu Lang captured after he destroyed the Fengtian Independent Brigade in the Battle of Lutonggou. More than twenty cavalrymen standing in the front were killed when the big explosion occurred.
Fortunately, he escaped the shock wave and was taken prisoner without firing a shot.
And, without hesitation, almost without waiting for Sun Yongqin to say anything, he chose to surrender under the leadership of this very discerning and stuttering platoon leader. Even the ten people who were lucky enough to survive the big explosion also chose to surrender.
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Sun Yongqin was also very bold. After two days of observation, he promoted this discerning young platoon leader to company commander and asked him to lead 160 recruits. The remaining more than 30 surrendered puppet troops and Chengde City
The nine puppet soldiers who came over were also appointed by Sun Yongqin. The youngest one also became a squad leader, and generally became a platoon leader.
Speaking of which, Sun Yongqin had no choice. In just a few days, he gathered a team of more than 3,000 people, and everyone fired a gun. However, there were not many people who understood military affairs. These more than 40 people were still
The puppet army, which had good military skills, became the backbone of the anti-Japanese and national salvation army.
You must know that the puppet army at this time is not the North China puppet army that people think a few years later. They wear baggy clothes and only bully the people. They want to kneel down when they meet the guerrillas. They want to hang out in the military camps of the puppet Manchuria, and they are all accepted by Guandong.
The military's most rigorous training is required. Chinese soldiers who fail to work hard and pass the exam will be kicked out of the military camp, or beaten to death with military discipline. They are still very effective in combat, and their individual strength is no worse than that of the Central Army.
The only thing they lack may be their fighting spirit. Of course, this is also the most important thing for an army, so when it comes to the puppet army, the first thought that comes to everyone's mind is that they are just a piece of cake.
An army without faith and perseverance can never be called a strong army.
Of course, Sun Yongqin was confident enough to fear that the forty surrendered puppet troops would betray him. The recruits they led were all farmers near Huangjiagang. Almost every household was looted by the passing Japanese troops. He hated the Japanese.
Deep down in their bones, even if they want to rebel, they cannot make waves in the vast sea of peasant armies.
"Just what? Are you scared?" Sun Yongqin frowned.
"Sir, since I have chosen to work with you, I, Li Stutter, am not in vain. I am a little scared. Let me say something that shouldn't be said. How many days have brothers been shooting? So I pulled him up and fucked the Japanese. This
Isn't this a bit too childish?" Li stuttered. He didn't know if it was because of his promotion, but his speech became much smoother. He looked around and suggested cautiously.
Sun Yongqin glanced sideways at Li Stutter, but did not curse as Li Stutter had imagined.
Li Stutter's meaning was very clear. He was indeed a little timid. If he dragged these thousands of peasants who had just learned how to shoot a gun to fight thousands of Japanese, anyone with a little knowledge of military knowledge would probably be a little timid.
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Perhaps, only the ignorant can be fearless. At least few of the peasant soldiers were afraid. On the contrary, they were all very excited.
After thinking for a while, Sun Yongqin's face became serious and said: "Li Stutter, you are actually right. If more than 3,000 of us went to fight the Japanese, I'm afraid we would be swallowed up by the Japanese in just a few encounters.
Not a single one left. But, do you know why I just listened to Commander Liu and took all my brothers hundreds of miles north to fight the Japanese?"
Li stuttered and shook his head. According to his thinking, it would be stupid to die if you can't win.
"Because Captain Liu is right in what he said. If you want to go to war with the Japanese, there will be no one who can't die. If you are afraid of death, just be an obedient citizen of the Japanese. The Japanese willfully bully us and rob us of our food and insult our sisters."
, tell me, do you choose to fight with them, or continue to be a coward?" Sun Yongqin said.
Li stuttered, his face turned red, because he had chosen the latter before.
"Don't be blushing. Making the wrong choice once doesn't mean anything. The fear is that you keep making the wrong choice. In fact, my old grandson can't make any great sense, but I understand one thing. Only by working with the Japanese can we protect our parents, sisters and elders in my hometown.
.So Commander Liu gave the order, so I came. Even if all three thousand of us are beaten, I will let the Japanese understand that if they want to bully us, they must first get through us Chinese men." Sun Yongqin waved his hand vigorously.
own fist.
Li Stutter looked at this tall man, he didn't quite understand but seemed to understand something.
Although the peasant army is weak, they also have things they want to protect, and sooner or later they will become a strong army.
The walk was very peaceful.
The Eighth Division did not place sentries too far outside the position. Maybe they felt it was unnecessary, or maybe they were too hungry to run so far.
Anyway, it was not until the leader of Liu Dazhu's Second Company had reached a position one thousand meters away from the main Japanese position that they encountered the Japanese sentry.
Of course, in this direction, the Japanese army's outposts everywhere have turned into corpses on the ground.
The combination of Shi Datou and Niu Er had been ambushing outside the Japanese position for two days, firstly to monitor the movements of the 8th Division, and secondly to clear obstacles for the infantry of Liu Dazhu and Sun Yongqin.
Stopping one thousand meters away from the main Japanese position, Liu Dazhu ordered his soldiers to put down their weapons, and the fire support platoon spread out 200 meters away to take charge of security. Others took off their individual engineer shovels and quickly excavated temporary positions.
After more than 3,000 people from Sun Yongqin arrived one after another, the temporary field position completely entered the construction period in full swing. The peasant army, which had already been ordered to carry hoes and shovels, may not be very good at fighting, but digging holes and trenches in the ground is their job.
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After a trench half a meter deep and two meters wide that could hide the body of an adult was dug, the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side who were still sleeping finally realized something was wrong and fired illumination bombs in this direction. Although the illumination bombs fired from the grenade were
It was impossible to reach a thousand meters, but in the bright light of the flares, the shadowy figures of the Chinese and the clanking sound of digging could no longer be hidden.
Liu Dazhu simply stopped concealing his whereabouts, ordered torches to be lit, sent out all his company, and directed the three thousand peasant troops to continue digging trenches frantically.
He had to dig a complete field trench within an hour, because the Japanese would not be fooled for long, and soon they would know that they were not facing an army, but a rabble.
Without trenches, no matter how strong his company was, it could not stop the Japanese attack.
"Nani? The Chinese army?" Terube Tanibe, who was still sleeping, was woken up by his staff. After hearing the news that Chinese troops were gathering outside the position, he jumped up from the camp bed, even wearing his shoes.
I didn't wear anything, so I rushed out of the tent wearing white socks.
The blurred figures of thousands of people digging trenches in the telescope almost frightened Teruji Tanibe's heart to death.
Where did the Chinese army appear from? Terube Tanibe was really puzzled.