Dense gunfire and rumbling explosions rang out on the outskirts of the village, and when the disheveled puppet soldiers and devils rushed out of the house in a hurry, the guard positions and several pillboxes on the periphery were already being quickly captured by the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

If it weren't for the condescending machine-gun fire from the two artillery towers, the officers and men of the guerrillas would have entered Yuzhuang and wiped out the Japanese puppet army stationed outside.

The machine gunners of the puppet army poured bullets frantically, swishing bullets bouncing on the ground, and a puff of dirt and weeds splashed high.

"Damn, on the demolition group, blow up the turret for Lao Tzu!"

The face of the company commander was blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, and when he saw that the firing hole of the turret was spewing flames, he pressed the charging brother back, and smashed his fist into the mud with his fist.

The two brothers in the demolition team with five pounds of explosives in their arms were about to jump out of the trench to blow up the artillery tower, but they were dragged back by Wang Huzi.

"The devil's turret is so sturdy, this bit of explosives is not useful." Wang Huzi stopped the idea of the demolition team going up to blow up the turret.

Wang Huzi's original idea was to take the opportunity to blow up the turret, and when the time came, after the encirclement was over, he would easily give Yu Zhuang's enemy a pot.

Although they are responsible for feints to attract reinforcements, they can't watch people eat meat, they don't drink soup.

However, he underestimated the strength of the Japanese puppet army stationed in Zhuang, and did not expect them to react so quickly.

Anyway, the task given to him by Yang Ling was to feint, and since he couldn't attack it, he couldn't risk the lives of his brothers, so he immediately adjusted his tactics.

"Let's not be in a hurry, we have time to fight slowly, let the brothers aim and shoot, and then practice live shooting."

After Wang Huzi finished speaking, he found a place to sit down in the trench, took out a cigarette and lit it, with the intention of consuming it like this.

When the brothers received the order from the king's beard, they stopped punching and rushing, and began to shoot at the enemy by leaning on obstacles.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The brothers had few opportunities to practice live ammunition on weekdays, but now they happened to practice shooting, and one by one the puppet soldiers became live targets, and they were soon pressed by accurate shooting and did not dare to raise their heads.

When the puppet army did not raise its head, the brothers bombarded it with grenadiers, blowing up the flesh and blood in the place where the puppet army was hiding.

Wang Huzi led two companies of underground lines to bluff Yu Zhuang and the Japanese puppet army fought lively, they fought unhurriedly, Yu Zhuang's puppet army was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

In fact, there are not only puppet soldiers stationed in Zhuang, but also devils in a small detachment.

It's just that these little devils have become unrestrained overlords after they arrived in Yuzhuang, no one dares to care, and the puppet army is all doing the things of duty and sentry, and they are drinking and having fun all day long, harming the people.

These devils were drunk last night, and they haven't woken up yet, so when Wang Huzi and them attacked, the puppet army suddenly panicked.

Wang Huzi and the others did not cut the telephone line, and Yu Zhuang quickly called Qinghe Town for help.

"We were attacked by a large force of guerrillas, there were five or six hundred people, ask for help, ask for help!"

The voice of the puppet army company commander was very anxious, and there was a faint sound of gunfire, and the communication soldier who answered the phone did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly reported the situation to the current supreme commander of Qinghe Town, Kuroda Ichiro.

Kuroda Ichiro suffered a great loss under Yang Ling a week ago, and even the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade that took refuge in them was wiped out.

He was now thinking about how to go back and explain to the chief, and now Yuzhuang in the south had been attacked on a large scale, which made his anger rise suddenly.

He, the guerrillas, is so arrogant that he dares to do things under their noses, which is clearly a provocation.

The last rainy and foggy weather, coupled with the fact that the guerrillas had already made some preparations, made them return with a feather.

But now that the weather was fine and the guerrillas had left their guerrilla zone and fled to the south, Kuroda Ichiro immediately decided to take the opportunity to eliminate Yang Ling and them.

"Tell the security army in Yuzhuang that you must stick to the guerrillas, and we will surround them from the periphery and completely wipe them out!"

Shozo Kuroda Ichiro soon gave the order, and the devils of the two squadrons and the puppet troops of the two companies urgently assembled in the mournful whistle.

Only ten minutes later, the convoy drove out of Qinghe Town and headed straight for Yuzhuang in the south.

Kuroda Ichiro sneered in his heart, these guerrillas were too self-defeating, and only a few hundred people dared to attack Yuzhuang, who had a strong artillery tower.

As long as Yu Zhuang can rely on the turret to hold on, and as soon as his reinforcements arrive, he can immediately completely wipe out the guerrillas from inside and outside.

The devil's convoy rumbled up smoke and dust in the sky, and the people along the way avoided one after another, and no one knew what the devil was doing in such a hurry.

"Speed up!"

Kuroda Ichiro was riding in the bumpy car, still feeling too slow, and kept urging the ghost soldiers of the car.

What he was most worried about now was that if those guerrillas couldn't attack Yu Zhuang and took the initiative to retreat, then they would be empty, and he was now eager to fly to Yu Zhuang to surround those guerrillas, not wanting to miss this opportunity to eliminate them.

Kuroda Ichiro's eyes were all fixed on Yu Zhuang, because the company commander of the puppet army stationed in Yu Zhuang was too scared and misreported the number of people attacking Yu Zhuang's guerrillas, which also made Kuroda Ichiro miscalculate.

If Kuroda Ichiro had known that the attack on Yu Zhuang was only two companies, he would have been much more cautious.

However, now the panicked puppet army company commander reported that there were five or six hundred guerrillas in Yuzhuang, and Kuroda Ichiro immediately judged that this was the main force of the guerrillas, and without hesitation, he rushed straight to Yuzhuang with his troops.

The roar of the car was heard, and the dew on the weeds also slid down, and the brothers lying in the trenches all looked up to the north, and saw the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and a motorcade was speeding along the road.

"Ready!" With a wave of Yang Ling's hand, the brothers rushed to the trench near the side of the road, and the light and heavy machine guns and rifles were all cleared out.

Although the brothers dug trenches overnight at a distance of 200 meters on both sides of the road, they were all camouflaged with wild grass, and the brothers also wore hats and camouflaged with wild grass on their bodies, which was exactly the dress of a field army.

"Listen to my orders and fire again, hold steady, don't go off!"

Yang Ling's orders were passed down one by one, and the brothers all maintained good discipline, quietly dormant without making a single movement.

The cold wind shook the waist-deep weeds, and it was completely impossible to see that hundreds of guerrilla officers and soldiers were ambushed on both sides of this unremarkable road.

In just a few minutes, the devil's convoy drove along the highway at a gallop, the wheels were spinning fast, and the smoke and dust were billowing on the road.

In the smoke and dust, the three-wheeled motorcycle at the front and the roof of the car behind were all set up with crooked machine guns, and the resolute and cold face of the devil could be seen clearly.