Liujiagou, the location of the temporary headquarters of the Yixian Guerrilla Brigade.
At three o'clock in the morning, the first battalion, which had been driving for seven or eight hours on the mountain road, finally arrived here.
"Hello, Camp Commander Liu, I have asked the guerrillas to prepare hot meals and dishes for you. You can eat them when you enter the village!" Wang Xin ran up to Liu Senyun and reported excitedly.
Liu Senyun was not in the mood to eat.
According to the order of the regiment headquarters, they will fight a battle of annihilation here tomorrow night.
I have just arrived here, I am not familiar with the place, and I don’t even know the situation of my opponent. How can I possibly be able to survive?
He turned to the deputy battalion commander beside him and ordered: "Old Zhou, you take the troops to the village to camp for dinner. I will go to the headquarters with Captain Wang first to understand the enemy's situation and the battle situation."
"Time is too tight. Let's work separately. We can't waste even a minute."
After saying that, Liu Senyun walked to Wang Xin and said: "Captain Wang, go directly to your headquarters and tell me the current battle situation first."
"Yes, Commander Liu!" Wang Xin nodded and replied, then his face became heavy.
"Ever since Captain Xiaojiazi personally led his troops to the front line, the war situation here suddenly became worse."
"This captain is so powerful and ruthless. He doesn't care about the casualties of his own people. As long as he catches us, he will not let go. We will not stop until we are killed."
"In just two days, more than half of the guerrillas suffered casualties, and more than a hundred people were directly killed."
"But the Japanese are not in trouble either. They are not afraid of death, let alone us."
"In two days, we must have killed more than a hundred little Japs, and even more puppet soldiers."
"There are still nearly 400 Japs and more than 200 puppet troops on the front line. They are divided into three groups and are chasing us everywhere like mad dogs."
"Liu Battalion Commander, if you come two days later, the guerrilla brigade will be wiped out by the Japanese."
Liu Senyun nodded and continued to ask: "How long will it take to repair the road that was paralyzed by you?"
"One day and half a night today is enough!" Wang Xin replied.
"We plan to continue the operation tonight and find ways to destroy a few hundred meters more."
"The operation is suspended!" Liu Senyun began to perform his duties as a commander and ordered with a serious face.
"All the guerrillas have withdrawn from the fighting and reported here, and then rested. We will have a big game with the little devils tonight."
Wang Xin almost jumped up with excitement and shouted excitedly: "It's great, I've been waiting for this moment for so long."
"Captain Liu, how shall we fight?"
Liu Senyun thought for a moment and replied: "The Japanese will bite us hard if they catch us. Let's use this to lure them deeper."
In the Weizhuang stronghold more than ten kilometers away from Liujiagou, Lieutenant Colonel Miki always felt uneasy and had a faint sense of uneasiness.
It was such a quiet day along the highway today.
The Eighth Route Army active in this area seemed to have disappeared. There was no movement for the whole day.
"Sir, according to the current road construction progress, all paralyzed roads can be repaired before twelve o'clock in the evening." A captain walked in and reported, his face full of excitement.
He was one of the few people who knew that the front army had set a deadline for the captain to build the road.
As long as the road is open again before twelve o'clock, the brigade commander will complete the task and be exempted from punishment by the front army headquarters.
Surprisingly, when faced with this good news, Lieutenant Colonel Miki did not smile on his face.
"Sir, is there something wrong?" the captain asked with confusion.
Lieutenant Colonel Miki thought for a moment and answered.
"Today is so abnormal. The Eighth Route Army has been trying desperately to prevent us from repairing the road, but today there is no movement at all."
"Is it because they suffered too many casualties and are no longer able to stop us from repairing the road?" the captain complimented.
"Since you, sir, personally led the troops to the front line, more than a hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers have died at the hands of the imperial army. Almost all of them must have been killed."
"Maybe!" Lieutenant Colonel Miki replied, shaking his head.
Without more intelligence support, he was unable to make any judgment on these abnormal actions on the battlefield.
Looking at the darkening sky outside, he ordered with a serious look: "It's getting dark, order the troops to be on guard."
"If the Eighth Route Army really has any conspiracy, they will definitely take action in the middle of the night."
"If not, watching us repair the paralyzed road, it means that they have been defeated by us and have no power to stop us from repairing the road."
"Hi!" the captain replied quickly.
"I will order all the troops to dispatch now to conduct patrols and warnings along the highway."
"If the Eighth Route Army really dares to stop us from building the road, we will resolutely eliminate them and ensure that the road is restored to smooth flow on time."
At ten o'clock in the evening, except for the lights along the highway, which were full of flashing torches and blazing bonfires, the rest of the place was shrouded in darkness.
Hundreds of strong men, wielding shovels as the Japanese and puppet troops yelled and cursed, filled the big holes and then compacted them.
Most of the Japanese and puppet troops held guns and were in groups of several, staring at the surroundings with vigilance. Whenever they felt any movement nearby, they would immediately fire bullets to greet them.
"Da da da……"
A series of machine gun fire suddenly sounded not far away.
The night was so dark that nothing could be seen except a tongue of fire.
The bullets whizzed towards the road in a fan shape. A patrol of five young Japs fell on the spot, and two of them fell down. The remaining three Japs quickly lay on the ground and raised their rifles to fight back.
But the gunfire went away just as quickly as it came.
Just as the three Japanese soldiers were about to fight back, the gunshots stopped and the flames disappeared.
But they did not stop shooting and continued shooting at the location where the gunshot had just been fired.
Gunfire rang out and their location was revealed.
"Da da da……"
The familiar sound of machine gun fire rang out again, this time two machine guns fired at the same time.
The sudden bursts of flames were distributed on both sides of the newly exposed fire point, one on the left and the other on the right.
Bullets were flying towards the three Japanese soldiers like a rain of bullets. Even if they were lying on the ground, they might not be safe.
A Japanese soldier was hit in the head, and half of his skull was cut off. A Japanese soldier was hit in the buttocks, and blood kept pouring out, instantly dyeing his uniform red.
When the Japanese and puppet soldiers patrolling nearby heard the gunfire, they all rushed here like hungry wolves smelling the smell of blood.
The nearest Japanese officer was a lieutenant. After joining the two patrols, he rushed and gave orders.
"You guys on the left wing are outflanking us, and the others are outflanking me on the right wing. We must not let these Eighth Route Army troops slip away."
The sound of gunfire also reached the Weizhuang stronghold. Lieutenant Colonel Miki stood up from his position, walked quickly to the lookout, and looked in the direction from which the gunfire came.
But apart from the firelight on the road, nothing else could be seen.
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