Yang Ling and the others stopped retreating in Li Jiachong, set a trap like a well-rounded hunter, and waited for their prey to take the bait. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wait was long and torturous, from sunrise to sunset, from day to night, a whole day passed, and the devil who was expected to arrive at Li Jiachong did not even have a figure.

At night, Yang Ling and several company commanders met again, everyone was frowning, and the atmosphere in the room was solemn.

"Battalion commander, we've been waiting for a day, and we haven't even seen a ghost, let alone a ghost, I doubt it's Li Wenquan's little bastard who deceived us." Qin Shou looked impatient and impatient.

"What are you anxious about, since this Li Jiachong is the supply point chosen by the devils, then they will definitely come sooner or later! Wait. Although Liu Yidao was comforting Qin Shou, he didn't know what time he would have to wait.

"But the longer we wait, the more dangerous our situation becomes, maybe a large number of devil chasers are coming here, if we are bitten, none of us will survive."

Qin Shou's worries Yang Ling naturally understood, but he was unwilling, according to his judgment, the traitor Li Wenquan should not be lying, but waiting left and right, the enemy who should have come did not come, which put them in a dilemma.

If the ambush is withdrawn now, they are unwilling, but if they continue to set up an ambush here, who knows when that devil will come, Yang Ling and they can't afford to waste time.

The old smoker squatted on the bench, smashing and smoking by himself, the choking smoke gradually enveloped his wrinkled face, and the fat man's death hit the old smoker very hard, and he became silent.

"Company Commander Zhou, what is your opinion?" Yang Ling's eyes fell on the old smoking gun and asked for his opinion.

The old smoking gun slowly put down the dry tobacco stick, raised his head and replied: "Wait one night at most, if the devil hasn't come yet, we have to withdraw."

The Jiangyin fortress has fallen, and the devils are sweeping towards Nanjing under the cover of tanks, planes, and artillery, and if they stay in the land of Lijiachong, sooner or later, people will be gnawed to the scum.

Yang Ling's fingers tapped on the table, making a regular intermittent tuk tuk sound, his brain was spinning rapidly, and being able to kill a demon army that was interspersed and infiltrated could undoubtedly boost the morale of the current brothers, but if the original morale was consumed while waiting, it would be a bit more than worth the loss, and he was thinking about the pros and cons.

"Then wait another night, and we'll leave tomorrow at dawn." Yang Ling finally decided to wait another night, because he was really unwilling to evacuate for nothing.

The big net has been opened, now just wait for the devils to drill into this net, and while Yang Ling and the others are waiting in torment, the devil task force on a secret mission has actually arrived at the periphery of Li Jiachong.

It was not a pleasant thing to march on a cold winter day, and when they took off their well-designed and warm uniforms and changed into the tattered and leaky uniforms of the Chinese soldiers, these Devil Task Force soldiers who were mixed with refugees and routs were really cold enough.

The tactics of infiltration, detour, and outflanking have been used by the devils, and they have been pursued all the way from Shanghai, and countless bridge towns have been taken by their interspersed infiltration troops and plainclothes teams.

When many Chinese troops were ready to stop and build positions to resist, they learned that the town bridges in the rear had been occupied by the devils, thinking that the main force of the devils had crossed them, and the troops immediately panicked.

In order to avoid being encircled, they could only abandon the construction of positions and continue to flee, so the Chinese army was crushed for hundreds of miles, and the infiltration troops of these devils played a great role.

Although the main force of the devils swept towards Nanjing under the cover of aircraft and tanks, in the Danzhen Plain area on the outskirts of Nanjing, the blocking troops under the command of the Third Theater were still fighting bloody battles, and the attacks of the various units of the devils were quite unsmooth.

The commander of the 13th Division, Ogizhou Libing, had consumed a lot of time in Jiangyin, and the entire division wanted to make contributions in Nanjing, but I was afraid that it would be too late in time, because the rest of the troops had already run ahead of them and fought in the Zhenjiang area.

However, the Ogizhou soldiers were not willing to give up this achievement, so they sent an elite task force disguised as a rout refugee, hoping to bypass the battle zone in the Danzhen Plain, and infiltrate the city of Nanjing along the north of the river with the rout and refugees, find the headquarters of the Chinese defenders, and then destroy it.

Ogisu's plan to decapitate was approved by the Dispatch Command, because if the decapitation of the command center of the Chinese defenders was successful, the defenders who had lost their command would be in a state of great confusion, and they could break through each and capture Nanjing.

In order to implement this plan, the Ogizhou soldiers deliberately dispatched elite soldiers and strong generals, and formed a task force of about 100 people to implement this beheading plan.

Takataka Shaosa is the commander of the task force, he is a typical militarist, a member of the "Sakura Kai" of the Shaozhuang faction, a loyal believer in "Imperial Taoism", a combination of brutality, cunning, ferocity and arrogance, he is bound to succeed in this operation.

They pretended to be the defeated Chinese rout soldiers and refugees, in order to better integrate into the refugees, pretending to be more like, Ying Xiao Shaozuo ordered that they were not allowed to carry any food supplies, all of which were supplied by the traitors along the way at night.

After a day of walking with the refugees, the soldiers of the task force were already sleepy, tired, dizzy with hunger, and by the time they arrived at Lijiachong, they were already sleepy and tired.

"Teng Tianjun, take people into the village to investigate the situation."

Ying Xiao Shaozo was very cautious, although they were now wearing the clothes of the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army, and agreed to replenish food at Li Youde's house in the village, but he did not rashly lead the team in, but sent people into the village in advance to investigate.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen "routs" dressed in tatters walked towards the village, looking around from time to time to investigate movements.

"Someone's coming!" A guerrilla battalion sentry hiding in the darkness spotted more than a dozen people walking towards the entrance of the village, and hurriedly pushed another sentry next to him.

The other sentry also looked anxious, pressed his fingers on the trigger, his gaze extended outward, and when he saw the clothes on the other party's body clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death, I thought it was a devil."

The two sentries stood up from the grass and shouted to the dozen or so routers who came by, "Hey, brother on the other side, from that unit?"

The sentry's voice scared the dozen or so devils enough, and he hurriedly pulled the bolt, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Don't be presumptuous!" Detachment Leader Teng Tian hurriedly whispered to stop the nervous subordinates, he clearly saw the two soldiers who suddenly appeared not far away, and spoke fluent Chinese: "The 122nd Division was scattered, which unit are you?"