On the road leading to Qinghe Town, a company of guerrilla officers and soldiers was running forward, heavy wheezing and messy footsteps mixed together, and smoke and dust billowed from the soles of their feet.

Yang Ling and the others ambushed the two squadrons of the devil by mistake, making him realize that Qinghe Town was empty of troops at the moment, and it was a good time to attack.

If the devils in Qinghe Town knew that the troops who went out to reinforce were ambushed and destroyed, and the defense was prepared, then it would be difficult to fight.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not hesitate and asked Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, to personally lead an infantry company to attack Qinghe Town with light equipment, while he led the follow-up troops to follow with heavy weapons.

"Quick, everyone, run faster!"

Wu Changqing's smoky face was covered with sweat stains, and he kept urging the guerrilla brothers to speed up.

The brothers of this infantry company had just fought a fierce battle and had not had time to rest before they were about to rush to Qinghe Town, although they also had the subject of armed running in their usual training, but they were still tired and soaked when they really wanted to run.

However, most of the brothers of these guerrillas were hard-working farmers before they became soldiers, and although they were tired at the moment, they were all gritting their teeth and standing up, and none of them cried out that they were tired.

The whole team quickly rushed towards Qinghe Town, and they all reloaded the devil's 38 big cover rifles, after all, the bullets of the 79 rifle had run out after a few battles, and they had to change the devil's firearms.

The silent and hurried team, the bright bayonets, and the bloodstains on their uniforms made them look murderous.

Behind the lightly armed infantry company led by Wu Changqing, the main force of the guerrillas led by Yang Ling personally carried the captured infantry guns, mortars and heavy machine guns were also running wildly, but the speed of pulling heavy weapons could not be fast.

Now Yang Ling also regrets it, he knew that he would not let the brothers get tires first, so that they did not use several devils' cars.

In less than an hour, a rushing infantry company led by battalion commander Wu Changqing arrived at the outskirts of Qinghe Town.

"What people?! Come out! ”

Hua Gou, the company commander who was hurrying, suddenly took off the 38 rifle on his shoulder and aimed it at a dense bush on the side of the road.

The veteran Hua Gou had previously served as a platoon commander of the guerrillas, and after the guerrillas reorganized into battalion-level units, Hua Gou was appointed by Yang Ling as the commander of the infantry company.

"Come out! If you don't come out again, I'll shoot! ”

While the company commander was drinking cold, several brothers next to him also stopped and gathered their guns one after another.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot......"

A middle-aged man with his hands raised came out of the grass by the side of the road, and soon the two brothers rushed up and knocked him down.

"Not armed." The two brothers examined it carefully, and then let the middle-aged man go.

"What's going on?" Battalion commander Wu Changqing also trotted over.

Huagou hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Battalion commander, catch a passing folk." ”

Wu Changqing glanced at the middle-aged man twice, and ordered: "Take it with you, and let him go after the battle." ”

Just as Wu Changqing was about to let the troops continue to run, the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted.

"Sir, I have a report."

This middle-aged man is Wang San, who slipped out of Qinghe Town to work in the devil's kitchen, and his real identity is the intelligence officer installed by Yang Ling in Qinghe Town.

"You are?" Wu Changqing stepped forward and asked with a frown.

"Sir, I'm a guerrilla intelligence officer, and this is my proof." Wang San said as he took off his shoes and took out an identity certificate.

"Commander Yang said that the troops were going to attack Qinghe Town today, and asked us to cooperate, and we had poisoned all the sentry posts in the town with rat poison, but after waiting for a long time the troops did not come, I was worried about being exposed, so I ran out." Wang 31510 said.

Yang Ling and the others thought that they could quickly eliminate the devil's reinforcements by encircling the point, but the devil's reinforcements turned out to be two squadrons and so many puppet troops.

They almost capsized in the gutter, and it took a lot of time to eliminate all the devils, so the time to capture Qinghe Town was delayed.

Yang Ling's order to the intelligence officers in Qinghe Town was to cooperate with the troops to attack, such as taking the opportunity to set fire to create chaos and the like, but he didn't expect them to poison him.

They poisoned the devils a lot, but the guerrilla troops had not yet come, so they fell into a passive position.

"You poisoned the devil's sentry?" Wu Changqing's eyes also lit up, and he hurriedly pulled Wang San to ask.

Wang San nodded hurriedly: "At least half of it has been flipped over." ”

Wu Changqing's excitement at this moment was beyond words, Yang Ling let them raid, he still thought that there must be a bad battle, but he didn't expect the intelligence officers to help a lot.

"Attack!"

With a wave of Wu Changqing's big hand, a company of guerrilla officers and soldiers rushed straight to Qinghe Town.

Since the raid on Qinghe Town a week ago, the devils have not only set up a lot of sentry posts on the periphery of Qinghe Town, but also re-dug trenches, pulled barbed wire, and used a few houses to rebuild hidden forts.

Although it seems to be solid, but now the devils and puppet soldiers of the guards in these places have all eaten the food of rat poison, and they are all overturned.

When Wu Changqing led the brothers of the assault company to Qinghe Town, it could be said that he was in a no-man's land.

"Leave a squad on guard, and the rest of the people will all enter the town to clear the remnants of the enemy!"

Wu Changqing is now happy and can't wait to hug the three relatives of Wang who have made great contributions.

The brothers rushed into the town in battle formation, and many devils fell to the ground with the lunch boxes in their hands, and when they saw this scene, the brothers looked at Wang San with some fear.

After all, Wang San was just a handyman who was responsible for delivering food, so he poisoned the guards on duty outside the devils, and he was not responsible for delivering some of the devils.

When the guerrilla officers and soldiers led by Wu Changqing went straight to the devil's camp along the street, they just turned the corner and ran into the devil's man who was about to change the guard.

The two sides only took a face-to-face meeting, and the devil soldiers saw these guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing gray military uniforms and cloth military caps, and their faces changed wildly.

Before these devils could take off their rifles, the officers and men of the guerrillas rushed to open fire, after all, they had guns in their hands and seized the opportunity.

The scorching bullets rushed out of the muzzle and penetrated into the body of the ghost soldier with visible bullet marks, and the body of the ghost soldier was shaken, and a puff of blood mist rose.

"Da Da Da ......"

The machine gunner carrying the Czech light machine gun also quickly lay down and put the machine gun on the ground, which was a sweep against the devil.

In less than a minute, all the devils who had fought with the guerrillas fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing these dead devils in front of them, the officers and men of the guerrillas were terrified, and if they had not held their guns in their hands, they were afraid that the outcome would be unpredictable.

"Rush, block the devils in the camp!"

Wu Changqing didn't care so much, and stepped on the blood of the devil and went straight to the devil's camp.

A company of brothers descended like tigers, running along the streets, and the sudden series of crisp machine gun sounds also made the remaining devil captain Tatsuo Sakai bounce off his chair.

The sound of this machine gun is not the crooked handle they are familiar with, it is the Czech style of the Chinese army! And it's ringing right in town.

"Assemble! Let the troops assemble! ”

Sadao Sakai didn't think so much, grabbed the Wang Ba box and rushed out of the office, screaming.

Piercing sirens rang out over Qinghe Town, gunshots broke the silence of Qinghe Town, and many shops were hurriedly closed, who knew that there would suddenly be a fight in the town.