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Chapter 653 The old trick repeats itself

When the Japanese brigade headquarters in Linfen City received the news that the raid on the troops entering the mountains had failed, Major General Matsumoto just nodded and threw the telegram aside.

Although he didn't say anything on his lips, he felt very uneasy in his heart.

Being able to lead a group of new soldiers to repel a special squadron of his own is enough for him to take this old rival seriously.

Wang Ping is very familiar with the special forces and knows the advantages and disadvantages of the special forces very well. In front of him, ordinary conventional tactics can be easily cracked as long as there are no accidents.

After letting out a long sigh, Matsumoto decided to let it go for the time being. After finishing the Eighth Route Army outside the mountain, he would slowly have a good fight with Wang Ping inside the mountain.

"Chief of Staff, send a telegram to the Special Forces Brigade and the blockade garrison, asking them to cooperate closely and completely cut off the connection between the Eighth Route Army inside and outside the mountain. I will defeat them one by one, first kill the troops outside the mountain, and then eliminate the troops inside the mountain!"

"Hi!" the chief of staff replied immediately.

After thinking for a while, he added: "All the roads in Linfen have been reinforced, and the gun towers along the roads have also been completed. The relevant troops will be stationed tomorrow, and the patrol troops will also start patrolling tomorrow. As long as the Eighth Route Army outside the mountains dares to come out,

Definitely destroy them!"

"That's it, I will kill them within ten days!" Major General Matsumoto gritted his teeth and made a decision.

After mobilization of the captured puppet troops and the prisoners rescued from the Japanese, more than 280 people were willing to join the new regiment.

The number of troops in the hands of the Rong Army was directly expanded to nearly 600 people, and they were stationed in three maintenance compounds for training.

There were more people, which was originally a good thing, but various troubles and problems also followed one after another, causing Rong Jun to frown for the past few days.

"Company Commander, we don't have much food in our hands. We used to have a small number of people, and a dozen maintenance meetings would have enough food and weapons. But now there are hundreds more people at once, and the little captured is not enough for us!"

The platoon leader was in charge of more than 160 people, but he was not in a good mood at all. He reminded him as soon as he saw Rong Jun.

"I know, the second and third platoons are just like you, short of food and weapons!" Rong Jun replied with a frown.

As soon as he entered the headquarters, Wang Jianxin rushed over.

"Company Commander Rong, did something happen that called me here in such a hurry?"

"It's not out yet, but it will be soon!" Rong Jun replied with a frown.

"We are short of food, weapons, and uniforms. Lao Wang, you are familiar with this place. Think carefully about where you can solve these problems!"

Wang Jianxin answered directly: "The Japanese and puppet army strongholds contain food, clothing, weapons and ammunition. Not to mention the distance, there is the Sanchakou stronghold closest to us!"

"I was often called by the Japanese to hold meetings there, and from time to time I would encounter Japanese soldiers delivering food, supplies and ammunition to the stronghold from the county seat!"

"Too little!" Rong Jun replied, shaking his head.

"The total number of Japanese and puppet troops in the Sanchakou stronghold is only over 150. Even if there is a month's worth of combat supplies stored there, after we grab it, it will only be enough for the troops to last ten days. It's not cost-effective. If you want to grab it, grab it.

A bigger place, where you can relax and wait for work, and solve all problems at once!”

"Quite a few!" Wang Jianxin explained immediately!

"The Japs have already stationed themselves in the gun towers along the highway. There are nine Japs in each gun tower and 11 puppet troops! All the Japanese and puppet troops in the six gun towers around the Sanchakou stronghold are under their control, and they will provide all supplies!"

"The space in the turret is too small to store many things. The Sanchakou stronghold only sends them five days of supplies at a time, and the rest are stored in the Sanchakou stronghold."

"I estimate that the food stored in the stronghold should be enough for us to eat for at least a month!"

"Are you sure!" Rong Jun asked, staring at Wang Jianxin.

Wang Jianxin nodded and Rong Jun made a decision: "Then attack the Sanchakou stronghold!"

After hesitating for a few minutes with a frown, he began to give orders.

"Old Wang, I have to work hard for you this time. Attack by force. We don't have heavy weapons and the casualties are too high to bear. After much deliberation, I decided to repeat the old trick. Drug them first to weaken their combat effectiveness, and then attack by force.

, end the battle quickly!”

At three o'clock in the morning, except for a dozen or so shaking figures at the Sanchakou stronghold, everyone else was resting.

Wang Jianxin stayed at the stronghold until early in the morning before coming out, and then stood guard outside the stronghold. When he saw Rong Jun leading the team, he immediately reported it.

"Company Commander Rong, except for the thirty or so Japanese and puppet soldiers on duty, no one else could withstand the temptation of wine. They drank a lot. The sweat medicine we put in the wine must have taken effect by now, even if it is in their ears.

Shooting at the same time may not wake them up!"

"The thirty or so Japanese and puppet troops should be able to end the battle quickly!" Rong Jun affirmed with a glint in his eyes.

"I brought all the first platoon and the direct team, as well as all the machine guns. These people are the former prisoners of the Northwest Army who first joined us. They are very powerful in combat. They can attack more than 30 Japanese and puppet troops.

Down!"

"Platoon leader, you lead fifty soldiers and a machine gun to attack from the south. Instructor, you lead fifty soldiers and a machine gun to attack from the north. The guard squad goes to the west to ambush. If any Japanese and puppet troops come out, kill them directly.

!We can’t let a single Japanese and puppet soldier escape!”

"Others are following me to launch an attack from the east. There are not many Japanese who can still move the stronghold. When fighting, the firepower must be fierce. Kill them as soon as possible, and then end the battle quickly!"

More than a hundred people tried their best to get as close as possible to the stronghold, and then launched a sudden attack. As long as the Japanese and puppet soldiers were exposed, almost all were killed in the first round of shooting.

It was only then that the remaining Japanese and puppet troops hiding behind the shooting holes began to fight back.

"Baga, the enemy is attacking, enter the position immediately and stop them!" The little Japanese sergeant who was on alert tonight shouted loudly.

"The machine gun will fire immediately. As long as we block them for half a minute, Captain and the others will enter the position!"

Among the more than two hundred former Northwest Army soldiers, there are many sharpshooters.

Under the superior firepower, fewer and fewer Japanese and puppet troops were able to move around the stronghold.

"Baga, squad leader, why haven't they come over yet!" the sergeant shouted anxiously.

"Da da da... bang bang bang..." On the battlefield where gunshots were everywhere, no one answered his question.

Suddenly, the sergeant thought of the wine that Wang Jianxin brought to them tonight: "I understand, it's wine. There is something wrong with the wine that the Chinese brought to us at night. They are from the Eighth Route Army!"

Only now did I realize that everything was over.

"Click, click, click..." A string of machine gun bullets hit the brick wall around the shooting hole, causing sparks to fly. Two of the bullets went right into the shooting hole, killing the machine gunner.

After losing its only machine gun firepower, the Eighth Route Army, which was blocked from the stronghold, launched a decisive attack and entered the stronghold.

"Company Commander, all the Japs have been eliminated and checked. No one is alive. 38 puppet soldiers died and the others were captured!" A platoon leader happily rushed over to report.

"The warehouse behind the Japanese gun tower has a lot of grain piled up, at least 20,000 kilograms, and a lot of bullets!" the instructor reported immediately.

With food, this battle will not be in vain.

Although more than a dozen soldiers were sacrificed, the sacrifice was worth it compared with the results.

He immediately ordered: "Instructor, you come to arrange manpower and rush to transport supplies, first weapons and ammunition, then food, and finally other supplies. If there are mules and horses in the stronghold, use them all, and we will take the small road back!"

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