Before dawn, Wang Huzi, a battalion commander wrapped in a broken military blanket, was gently slapped awake in a daze.

When Wang Huzi opened his eyes, he saw a dark figure standing in front of him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly touched the gun on his waist.

"Battalion Commander Wang, Chief Yang asked you to come over." The man who woke up the king's beard spoke.

Only then did Wang Huzi see clearly that it was Yang Ling's herald standing in front of him, and the barge gun he pulled out was put back into the holster.

"I see." Wang Huzi put away his broken military blanket and stood up, the cold wind swept through his head, making him tighten his collar.

It's already mid-November, and the cold air from Siberia has been moving south, casting a chill in northern China, and cold winds in northern Jiangsu.

The brothers were all wrapped in quilts and military blankets and sleeping in the trenches, and Wang Huzi followed the heralds along the trenches to the east for a few hundred meters to reach the temporary headquarters in Yangling.

Even though it is a headquarters, it is just a hideout covered with waist-deep wild grass, and there are guards lying on the guard in the wild grass around it.

Yang Ling sat on a rock, the map lay out on the ammo box in front of him, and he was looking down and thinking about something.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yang Ling also raised his head and saw the sleepy-eyed Wang Huzi coming over.

"Tuanza, you're looking for me."

Wang Huzi stood by the ammunition box, and his eyes looked at the simple map on the ammunition box, on which the name of the village was written, which was the map of the surrounding area.

Wang Huzi and the others didn't know a few big characters at the beginning, but after studying in the literacy class opened by Yang Ling, they can now not only read some simple commands, but also understand some maps.

"I have an order for you here." Yang Ling said with a pen pointing to the simple map laid on the ammunition box.

Wang Huzi also squatted down and stepped forward to look, and saw a small black dot circled by Yang Ling with a pen, and a small word was written next to it: "Yu Zhuang? ”

Yuzhuang is located on the border south of Qinghe Town, which is a larger village in the south, and it is not far from several surrounding villages.

Since the Third Guerrilla Detachment led by Yang Ling occupied a large area of territory in the west, the control area of the puppet army and the devils has been seriously compressed.

They now mainly rely on some villages in the south and east to levy and collect military rations, so the Japanese puppet army also attaches great importance to it.

"According to intelligence, there are two puppet army companies and a devil squad stationed in Yuzhuang, and their main task is to control some villages around Yuzhuang, responsible for patrolling tasks around Yuzhuang and searching for and suppressing patriotic soldiers and civilians."

When Wang Huzi heard that Yu Zhuang only had such an enemy, he immediately patted his chest and said: "Tuanzuo, you can leave it to me, I guarantee that in less than half an hour, I will be able to destroy them all!" ”

It's not that Wang Huzi is just talking, it's his trust in himself and his brothers, and now that the guerrillas are getting stronger and stronger, he has this enemy in his eyes.

Yang Ling looked at the murderous Wang Huzi and shook his head with a smile: "No, you can't knock down Yu Zhuang, you just need to make a feint, the main thing is to attract the devil puppet army in the direction of Qinghe Town." ”

Although Wang Huzi is very arrogant on weekdays, now that Yang Ling has said it so clearly, if he doesn't understand it again, I'm afraid it will be an IQ problem.

"Reinforcements?" Wang Huzi thought that they were digging trenches here, and now they were going to feint to attack Yuzhuang, and he immediately understood.

Yang Ling nodded and instructed: "Give you two companies, make the movement as big as possible, and put a few back to report when it is inappropriate." ”

Wang Huzi nodded solemnly and said, "Tuanzao, don't worry, I know how to do it." ”

"Alright, let's go."

Wang Huzi quickly left and returned to the trenches, leaving the road with the brothers of the 1st and 2nd companies of the 1st Guerrilla Battalion, and heading straight for Yuzhuang in the south.

The devil set up a stronghold in Yuzhuang, and the purpose was to control the surrounding area with Yuzhuang as the center.

Yang Ling expected that if Yu Zhuang was attacked, then the devil would definitely come to the rescue, because once the countryside in the south was out of control again, the devil would be left with Qinghe Town, and there would be no meaning.

Wang Huzi and his two brothers rushed all the way, and arrived at the outskirts of Yuzhuang when it was dawn.

The devil not only dug a trench around the village, erected a barbed wire fence for deer firewood, but also built two strong gun towers to block the entrance and exit of the village.

After all, the villages near Yuzhuang are all production areas, and the devils are now on a particularly long front, and they need to rely on war to maintain huge consumption.

The two turrets of the devil were shrouded in the morning light, and Wang Huzi lay on his stomach in the dewdrop-covered barren grass and observed for a while, then turned his head and gave the order.

"The first company made a frontal feint, and the second company broke through from the flank, and took down the guard positions and turrets in front of me."

Although it is a feint attack on Zhuang, it is necessary to put on a desperate posture, otherwise it will not attract the Japanese puppet army in Qinghe Town.

The three hundred and eight brothers of the two companies were divided into two groups, bowed and carrying guns, and touched towards the position of the Japanese puppet army on the outskirts of Yuzhuang.

Wang Huzi also followed the series of feints from the front, and he put away his shell gun and replaced it with a 38 rifle and filled it with bullets.

At this moment, the sky was bright, and most of the Japanese puppet troops stationed in Zhuang were sleeping in the village, and the sentries who stayed outside were also confused and couldn't open their eyes.

The brothers in charge of attacking Yu Zhuang quickly crawled to a stop three hundred meters outside the turret under the cover of wild grass and debris.

Wang Huzi erected the ruler, opened the safety of the rifle, and put the puppet army sentry with a gun on the turret on the left into the crosshair.

"Bang-"

The butt of the gun shook his shoulders slightly, and a scorching bullet rushed out of the muzzle with a sharp whistling sound, and rushed straight at the puppet army sentry on the turret.

The puppet army sentry was poking his head out of the sentry post and looking around, when suddenly his head exploded like a watermelon, his body lost its center of gravity, and he fell straight from the turret, making a dull sound of landing.

The sudden sound of gunfire woke up the puppet soldiers on duty one after another, and they poked their heads out from everywhere to observe the situation.

"Puff puff!"

As soon as several puppet soldiers grabbed their guns and stood up from the trenches, the oncoming bullets pierced their bodies sharply, bursting out of clouds of blood mist, and they tumbled and fell into the trenches.

A puppet soldier who was slow to react saw his companion wailing and collapsed in the trench, and hurriedly shrank his head in fright, and the whizz of bullets grazed his scalp, knocking the dirt on the side of the trench to the ground.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

The puppet soldier looked around, and in an instant, several of his companions who were on duty at night fell in a pool of blood, and they didn't care about the guns, so they ran back along the trenches, shouting warnings as they ran.

"Up!"

The brothers of a company pounced on them like tigers out of a cage, carrying their guns.

The puppet soldiers of a sleeping squad in the turret also heard the gunshots, and got up and looked out along the observation hole.

I don't know if I don't know this, I was startled when I saw that in the hazy wilderness, I don't know when countless people with guns have pounced.

"Hit, fight!"

The squad leader of the puppet army hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice, and finally made the frightened puppet army react and pounced on the machine gun.

"Dada-"

Tongues of fire erupted from the firing holes of both turrets, and two intertwined ballistics swept straight towards the charging brethren.

Seeing the two machine gun ballistics cut like knives, the brothers rolled and dodged one after another, and the ones who ran in front had already rolled into the trenches built by the puppet army.