On a hill near the Wudaoling Iron Mine, Yang Zhen was holding a telescope to carefully observe this small iron mine. Huang Dali is not wrong, judging from the fact that all the equipment here is at least ninety percent new, this iron ore mine should have just been put into production.

Although the sky was gradually getting dark at this time, the bright lights on the iron mine gave Yang Zhen great convenience. Looking at the lively, almost defenseless iron mine in the camera, Yang Zhen was a little hesitant in his heart.

Since the Battle of the Ash River, and with the planes hovering over its head all day after crossing the river, almost all the actions of this lone army have lost their concealment. At this time, the Japanese army could guess their destination even with their eyes closed.

Although the strategic vision of the Japanese staff officers was not very clever, few of them were waste. I am afraid that the possible route of my next march should have been clearly marked on the combat map of the Japanese army at this time.

Even if the strength of his own army is weak, the devil will not be so big. Even if the surrounding strongholds are not heavily guarded, they will be well guarded. In order to avoid alarming the devils, he didn't even dare to enter a larger village.

Although this iron mine is not the only way to enter the mountain, but the goal is obvious, how can you not take any precautions at all, and still treat you with such fanfare? Could it be that this is a bait to lure yourself in?

This iron mine is surrounded by mountains, although it is not high, but the vegetation is good, and it is not difficult to hide a large force. Judging from the map, it is only 13 kilometers away from Xiaoling Station on the Binsui Line, and it is only 45 kilometers away from Acheng County. Since crossing the Ash River, except for those few planes, I have not seen the devil's chasing soldiers, nor have I seen the Japanese puppet army intercepting them, could it be that the devils are waiting for them here?

Although it is a mountainous area, the mountains are not high, and it is backed by the plains, so it belongs to the shallow mountain area. Once the devil uses this as bait to lure himself into the bait, according to the terrain here, the hope of this further protrusion is almost slim.

But what made Yang Zhen, who was in urgent need of supplies more than a qiē, hesitate a little that the lively situation in the telescope did not look like a devil had set himself up.

Perhaps seeing that Yang Zhen was a little hesitant, Guo Bingxun, who was also holding a telescope and observing, said: "Old Yang, make up your mind." Since crossing the Ash River, the devils have not moved yet, and they should be mobilizing troops. In the future, we don't know how many hard battles and vicious battles we will have to face, and these brothers can't do it without food in their stomachs. ”

"Lao Peng said that the devil adopted the method of returning to the tun and merging the households, and moved all the people in the mountains out. We don't know when we want to replenish supplies when we enter the mountain. Even if it's a bait, we're going to have to dig into it head-on. Otherwise, the brothers will really have no combat effectiveness, and the troops will really starve. ”

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take Li Mingrui and twenty people down, and you and Lao Peng will take the troops to support behind." If there is really an abnormality there and there is an ambush, you can leave us alone and retreat directly to the southeast. As long as we go into the old forest, it will be difficult for the devil to find us again. Remember to keep the troops. ”

Regarding Yang Zhen's deployment, Guo Bingxun shook his head and said, "No, Lao Yang, I'll take people down, and you will support you in the back." This unit would have survived without me. I don't know how long I can last without you. You are much better than me, and with you, this army has any hope of survival. ”

"No, Lao Guo, I'll go. You said that I am good at it, and if there is an abnormality, I can kill it. Also, I know Japanese, so I can handle it for a while. Don't argue, I'll go, that's it. ”

After that, Yang Zhen didn't wait for Guo Bingxun to answer, so he stood up and called Li Mingrui to take twenty veterans down the mountain and go straight to the iron mine.

Descending the mountain, Yang Zhen looked back at the small hill where the troops were hidden and controlled the entire road into the mountain, turned his head and slightly sorted out the devil's military uniform on his body, and ordered the twenty veterans who were also wearing devil uniforms behind him to tidy up, at least they didn't look so sloppy, at least they looked like the regular troops who looked like devils, and then walked to the Wudaoling Iron Mine, which was extremely lively.

Along the way, Yang Zhen carefully observed the surrounding situation. What surprised him was that he didn't even see a pseudo-policeman on the way, only those who came and went were forced to come to congratulate him, and there was no trace of joy on his face, and only when he was worried about the masses, Yang Zhen was a little relieved.

The people who appeared in front of him had numbness and anger on their faces, but they couldn't see the tension. When walking, although it seems to come and go in a hurry, it is not the kind of panic. This proves that there is really no big army of devils here. Otherwise, it is impossible for the people here to remain so calm. And judging from the dress of the people on the road and the way they walked, Yang Zhen could conclude that these people were ordinary people.

However, what Yang Zhen didn't expect was that his own appearance interrupted the peace of these people. Seeing a group of Japanese soldiers suddenly appear in front of them, the people who seemed very calm just now, although they didn't say that they were chickens and dogs, they also panicked.

For this group of imperial troops who suddenly appeared, it is obvious that the pseudo-police here are not prepared for anything. Because the police chief, who rushed out after receiving the report, was still wearing a set of robes and horse coats. It must have been him who had just put down his wine glass, and the smell of wine in his mouth could stun people.

Looking at this person who was dressed a little like a groom official and introduced himself as the chief of the police here, Yang Zhen was speechless, but frowned slightly.

His frown scared the police chief enough. The wine that was still staring at me just now was half awake. Hurriedly nodded and said, "Taijun, when did you arrive, why didn't you say hello in advance?" Didn't this mean, didn't it mean that the imperial army would only arrive tomorrow? ”

Although he was extremely disgusted with this traitor who nodded and smiled like a flower on his face, the news he got from his mouth was very important to Yang Zhen. This guy thinks he is a real Japanese soldier, and says that the big army will arrive tomorrow.

If this guy is telling the truth, it means that tomorrow, a large group of Japanese troops will arrive. As for what were the targets that these Japanese troops arrived? For Yang Zhen, he doesn't think that there will be no second candidate besides his own people. But there is one thing, Yang Zhen can rest assured. At least here today, you are safe.

Seeing Yang Zhen silent. This drunk face was full of alcohol, although the wine was half frightened by Yang Zhen's sudden arrival, but he was still in a half-dream, and he didn't think that the Zhongzuo of the imperial army in front of him was actually the police chief of the fake, and after nagging a lot, he remembered that this Taijun didn't seem to understand his words.

Finally figured out the chief of the police, and hurriedly asked the pseudo-policeman who had been following him, a person who was drunk higher than him, and who was walking at this time, hurriedly went back and invited one of the three Japanese directors who were proficient in Chinese in the mine.

In the drunkenness, plus in the horror of the unexpected arrival of the imperial army, he forgot about it, and usually the imperial army traveled with an interpreter or a puppet army. Especially this senior official in his eyes at the middle and third level, he didn't bring an interpreter when he traveled, which is not normal at all.

In fact, if the police chief was awake at this time, even though it was already dark, it was easy to see that something was wrong under the illumination of the lights.

Although Yang Zhen was wearing a Japanese military uniform, the continuous marching and fighting made the military uniform on his body look dirty for a long time. Although there are no impurities such as weeds on the body, there is still dust. If you look closely, there are still a few places where there are not obvious blood stains. He did not wear the "saber", the most conspicuous symbol of ordinary Japanese officers.

As for the Japanese soldiers behind him, although they stood straight, they had a bit of the arrogant temperament of the Kwantung Army when they saw it. But the uniforms on his body were also filthy, and most of them were covered in dust and blood. The military uniforms on the body are even shorter and eight long, and there are few that fit.

There's no way, this little devil's height is really not high. Although there are a lot of Japanese military uniforms in stock in that base, there are really not many that fit, and Guo Bingxun can only let everyone deal with them. You can't just run around in prison uniforms.

It's a pity that the police chief, who was half-asleep and half-awake, only cared about patting the sycophants of this imperial army official he rarely saw, but did not observe carefully. As long as he is sober, he must be able to see that something is wrong with his experience in dealing with the Anti-Japanese Federation for so many years.

The police chief, who ordered someone to invite the three Japanese directors who were proficient in Chinese, just stood cautiously beside Yang Zhen with a smiling face before the three people came. Although he was drunk, he still didn't dare to breathe under the authority of the Japanese for many years.

Yang Zhen, who was uncomfortably smoked by the heavy smell of alcohol emanating from him, did not hesitate with him, and said in a blunt tone as much as possible: "What's your name?" What are you doing? At this time, you, as the chief of the police department, actually took the lead in drinking at this time? Didn't you get orders from your superiors? Your conscience is broken. ”

As soon as he said this, the police chief who didn't expect this Taijun to actually understand Chinese was so frightened by him that he almost didn't pile it up directly. Generally speaking, if you say something with a bad conscience from a Japanese person, the result of this person is not very good.

Having dealt with these imperial troops for many years, he knew that the Japanese army had always had extremely strict military regulations, and dealt with those who violated orders, especially the Manchukuos. He drank a lot of alcohol before the battle, which was an extremely strict thing in the Japanese army. If this great prince is really angry, then his little life will really be confessed. For the puppet Manchurian army and puppet policemen who can command a battalion of the puppet army with a second lieutenant, Yang Zhen, a lieutenant, can be regarded as a great prince in their eyes.

Fortunately, three of the mines were also retired from the Kwantung Army, and one of them was the Japanese director of Dazuo as the backstage, and he was afraid of it, but the police chief still explained stubbornly: "If you go back to Taijun, the little one is called Ding Xiaosan, and he is the director of the police substation here." Today is the birthday of Jiro Fujita, the director of the mine, and the little ones are helping Taijun Fujita celebrate his birthday. ”

"There are also small ones who have always been singles and have not married. It's not easy to talk about family affairs, today is to take Fujita Taijun's ride, and take advantage of Fujita Taijun's celebration to get married. I want to touch the blessings of Fujita Taijun. So I drank some wine. Please also forgive me. Oh, by the way, the captain of the Heyuan squad sent by the Acheng gendarmerie today is also in there now. Your inner please? ”

"Please rest assured, after receiving a call from Ah Cheng, Xiao has already prepared food and materials for Taijun who has entered those beards in accordance with Shangfeng's requirements. It's just that the little one never expected Taijun to come so quickly. ”

Although he wanted to ask the official of the imperial army in front of him what part of it was, he still didn't dare to ask when he received a call from the Acheng gendarmerie in the afternoon and knew that a large number of imperial troops were going to pass through here to suppress bandits.

Why this guy drinks and still drinks like this, it doesn't matter to Yang Zhen. For Yang Zhen, it's okay to ask about some things later. Now that it is clear that there is no big army of devils here, it is time to do it.

Although this guy didn't say whether there were Japanese troops here, Yang Zhen had already judged from the words that leaked out of his mouth that there was at least a large army of devils here. Otherwise, this guy would dare to drink like this.

Regarding this guy's invitation, Yang Zhen waved his hand: "Since there is a reason for the incident, the imperial army will not pursue it." Yours, gather all your subordinates at once, and test the points of the imperial army. Tomorrow's assistance to the Imperial Army into the mountains to clear out bandits. ”

Hearing that Yang Zhen was not pursuing it, Ding Xiaosan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly nodded his head, thinking that his three Japanese backstage were hard, so that this Taijun did not pursue himself. While hurrying to order people to gather their subordinates.

He drank too much, but not all the people here drank too much. He didn't see that there was something wrong with Yang Zhen and the disguised Japanese soldiers behind him, but someone could see it.

Just when the more than 20 drinking policemen barely stood in line according to Yang Zhen's order, three Japanese people hurriedly came out of the room wearing civilian clothes with their military ranks and collar badges removed. As soon as they saw these Imperial Army soldiers in front of them, the three Japanese, who had not drunk too much, although they did not drink less, could see at a glance that something was wrong.

"Baga, who are you? Dare to pretend to be the imperial army boldly. Ding San, you immediately lead people to arrest them all. They're not imperial troops, they're bandits. The eldest of the three Japanese looked at Yang Zhen in front of him, was about to pull out his gun, and said angrily at Ding Xiaosan.

Unfortunately, although his vigilance was high, he reacted a little too late. Before he could pull out his pistol, a crisp gunshot rang out and a small hole was firmly opened in his head.

Li Mingrui, who was in a hurry and didn't give him a chance to shoot first, did not stop after knocking him down, and with two shots in a row, he eliminated the other two Japanese next to him. Standing behind Yang Zhen, who seemed to be calm, he had already prepared for battle, and the rifle insurance in his hand was all open, and the twenty brothers immediately stepped forward to disarm the pseudo-policemen who were still stunned after hearing the gunshots.

After hearing the gunshot, Ding Xiaosan, who had already dissipated the remaining alcohol, reacted extremely quickly. Seeing that his three backers were collapsed by others, and his subordinates were disarmed, he immediately knew that he was probably meeting those so-called beards reported by his superiors on the phone.

Look at the shiny bayonet that hit the body. I secretly regretted my carelessness in my heart, but I also knew that the police chief who was the first to save his life immediately knelt down and kowtowed without hesitation: "Hero, hero, the little one really didn't know that the hero's grandfather was coming, and begged the hero's grandfather to spare his life." ”

"There are seventy-year-old mothers on the younger, and there are children who are still a few years old waiting to be fed, and they have to wear this skin just to make a living. The little one has never done anything bad, so I beg the good man grandfather to spare his life. ”

Hearing Ding Xiaosan's words begging for mercy, Li Mingrui, who had just killed three people next to him, sneered at him and slapped his face with a pistol found from the Japanese and smiled: "Haven't you been a bachelor all the time, and you only got married today." Where are you from the hungry child? It's too late for this life. ”

Li Mingrui was joking with him, but Yang Zhen didn't have time to hang out with him here. looked at the two dozen pseudo-policemen who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in disgust, and after sending someone back to call down Guo Bingxun and the rest of the brothers on the mountain, Yang Zhen said to Li Mingrui, who was still ridiculing him: "You take a few brothers to interrogate these people, we need information to understand the next move of the devil." You heard what he said just now, remember, I don't care what means you use, I just want the result. ”

Hearing Yang Zhen's words that allowed him to take any means, Li Mingrui was happy, no, and even said with some excitement: "Okay, commander-in-chief, you just wait." I promise to make him spit out to me even the names of his ancestors. ”

Looking at the excited Li Mingrui, Yang Zhen shook his head, ignored him, and walked into the Japanese-style building that was empty in front of him after hearing the gunshot.