The ground was frozen cold and hard, the air was shivering, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers lurking in the field were huddled, but the raging cold wind still made them not feel the slightest warmth.

"There are quite a few devils, and judging by the scale, there should be the strength of an infantry brigade......"

The forward observation sentry warmed his hands with cold red while reporting the enemy situation he had observed to Shen Biao, the commander on this front.

The officers and men of the guerrillas of the Northern Jiangsu Corps under Yang Ling had already entered this combat area, and Shen Biao volunteered to lead people to the forefront of the entire battlefield.

"Damn, the little devil is really generous, as soon as he shoots, he is a full team." Hearing that the little devil was coming to a brigade, the guerrilla battalion commander Shen Biao had a mocking smile on his face.

He is not a hairy boy who has just graduated from a military academy, but a veteran who has fought countless bloody battles with little devils on the battlefield, and naturally knows what it means to be a big little devil, which means strong strength.

Not to mention the strength of a guerrilla battalion, even if the entire Northern Jiangsu Corps and a battalion of devils face each other, I am afraid they will not be able to bargain.

Although it is not cheap to confront a devil brigade head-on, their Northern Jiangsu General Brigade is a guerrilla formation, and they will not really be stupid to face the little devil head-on.

In this area of the water network crisscrossed by fields and ravines, not to mention that the devils come to a brigade, even if they come to a wing, they can gnaw the scum of the little devils.

"Are you going up there and a guy?"

The small delicate wound on the face of the deputy battalion commander Luo Feng has not yet healed, and he looks particularly hideous, but at this moment, his eyes are full of excitement, and he is eager to try.

Battalion commander Shen Biao took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth to light it, leaned back on the ridge and took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Lao Luo, what are you anxious about, the meat is covered in the pot, are you still afraid of flying?" ”

Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander who was carrying a sharp ghost head knife in his hand, reminded: "Brother Shen, most of the brothers in our three battalions came from Commander Ma's side, and now we are in front, but there are many eyes in the back. ”

Shen Biao Shen Biao nodded: "I know what you said, so we have to be more cautious in this first battle, if we want to fight, we have to fight a beautiful war of annihilation, if you go up and bite it so indiscriminately, if you bite the wrong place, you can't eat meat, don't say it, if you jump your teeth, it will be embarrassing." ”

Luo Feng saw Shen Biao's confident appearance, and also knew that Shen Biao had an idea, so he asked, "Then how do you think you should fight?" ”

Shen Biao didn't play sloppy either, and directly analyzed: "The little devil touched us at night just to take us by surprise, and now that we have discovered it, we will either retreat and look for the next opportunity, or change the sneak attack to a strong attack, increase the speed of the march, and go straight to the head of the world." ”

"You see that now the little devils are not retreating, but are still marching forward, that is, they want to attack our leader, and now the morale of the little devils is strong, if we fight them head-on, it will be a loss."

"And what do you mean?" Luo Feng looked at the battalion commander Shen Biao, and felt that Shen Biao's analysis was good.

Shen Biao showed a meaningful smile and said: "Since the little devils want to attack the head of the realm in a hurry, then let's follow their wishes, the main force will not move first, avoid its edge, and let the various combat teams that have been ambushed in advance give them bleeding along the way to delay their movements, and when they can't walk, the main force will surround them and fight, and then eat meat or gnaw bones, it's all up to us to handle." ”

Shen Biao's brothers from the Third Guerrilla Battalion had already made all preparations in this area, and the little devils wanted to pass through easily, unless they flew over.

Soon, the operational order for flanking and bloodletting was transmitted to the company platoon and the independent combat group through various channels, and all combat units also took active action.

It was an adventure for the devil to choose to break into an unfamiliar area at night to fight, because there were too many uncertain factors, and under the cover of night, many situations could not be seen clearly at all.

The devils were still marching forward along the potholed road, and the devil infantry were trotting forward, snorting and panting for breath.

And in the wilderness under the cover of night around them, groups of guerrilla combat groups were also like ghosts, silently approaching the devils on the road.

The devil's march speed is very fast, and thanks to their usual good training and food supply, their endurance and explosiveness are very strong.

Except for the fact that they had suffered a surprise attack and lost about a small detachment of troops, now half an hour had passed without a trace of the guerrillas.

Hirayama, the captain of the devil brigade on horseback, looked at the troops marching with sonorous and powerful steps and the night of the black horses around the road, and the years of combat experience made him feel that something was wrong, it was too quiet.

They are now in the guerrilla zone, and they have exchanged fire with the guerrilla sentries before, but why did the guerrillas not react?

Is there any conspiracy that doesn't work?

Captain Hirayama Kei's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, now the guerrillas are in the dark, he is in the light, and this feeling of not having enough control over the battle situation makes him very bad.

He even wanted his troops to camp on the spot and wait until dawn before advancing to the head of the border, because marching at night in an unfamiliar area, and with the knowledge of the guerrillas, the risk factor was too great.

"Report, the detachment leader called to ask about the current location of my brigade." At this time, a devil's communication soldier ran to Hirayama Jing and saluted.

Group Commander Hirayama Kei set his eyes on the operational staff officer, who hurriedly spoke: "Now we have arrived near the old river estuary. ”

"Call back, our department has arrived at the mouth of the old river, and it is expected that we will attack the boundary leader on time at dawn." After thinking for a few seconds, the team leader Hirayama Jing said to the communication soldier with a serious face.

"Hey!" The Devil Messenger immediately turned and left, ready to call back.

The detachment commander's interrogation made Hirayama Kei, who originally wanted to act safely, now have to bite the bullet and let the troops continue to advance.

Soon, there was a sudden loud bang in front of him, and the sudden roaring flash frightened Hirayama Kei's horse and neighed, almost knocking Hirayama Kei off his horse.

"Enemy attack! Take cover! ”

Fortunately, the devil soldiers had been attacked before, and they were already on high alert, and when they saw an explosion in front of them, the troops who were marching on the road scattered to the side of the road.

Keiya Hirayama hid under the roadbed of the highway under the escort of the guards, and poked out half of his head to probe his head to check the situation at the place where the explosion had occurred in front of him.

Soon there were devils trotting back in front of them to report that the spearhead team stepped on a mine buried in the road, and two people were blown off their legs.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Before the words of the devil here fell, a few red lights suddenly rose from the field in the distance, and a few cannonballs dragged the dazzling light ballistic trajectory and smashed to the side of the road.

In the light of the fire and flames, the devils who scattered and hid on the side of the road were blown over several times, and the injured devils let out a terrible scream.

"Dada......"

The devil's machine gunner reacted quickly, and immediately returned fire with a shuttle of bullets, and soon, many bullets followed closely behind and began to return fire, and the wilderness was lively.

What the iron-faced Hirayama didn't know was that this was just the beginning, they were just a piece of exposed fat, and the guerrilla battle groups hiding in the field had already bared their fangs, ready to come up and nibble on it.