Chapter 9: Behind Enemy Lines (16)

Sure enough, the plane came again, this time the plane was not too good, it was three Kawasaki Ki-10 biplane fighters, the plane beat the air with ancient wings, flew twice over the stone plaque, and did not throw * away. Hao Wenbo was very hot-eyed, this kind of biplane does not fly fast, and it is easier to shoot with a 92 heavy machine gun than to hit a bird. What made Hao Wenbo depressed was that the thin monkey was not allowed to shoot the 92-type heavy machine gun, and watched the plane fly away with a hum, Hao Wenbo ran to reason with the thin monkey, and was choked back by the thin monkey's words: "Do you have a 92 heavy machine gun?" ”

Yes, the Ninth Guerrilla Brigade does not have a Type 92 heavy machine gun, not even a crutch, only the Czech and crooked handles, and it is a bit difficult for these machine guns to shoot down planes. Hao Wenbo also knew that the thin monkey was right, and if he wanted to confirm to the other party that only his own Ninth Guerrilla Brigade was guarding this place, he could not expose the news of receiving reinforcements, and let the two 92 style be a dozen, wouldn't it be clear to the Japanese that reinforcements had already been received here?

Type 92 can't fight planes, and can't let them come in vain, the thin monkey in the sniper position near the river, specially made two nests for the two Type 92, two thick grave-like nests, there is a narrow outside and wide shooting hole in the direction of the river, there is a trench behind and connected to the outside, there are these two heavy machine guns, and the Japanese army crossing the river to attack has two more impermanences,

"It's really trying to show weakness to the enemy!" After Hao Wenbo sighed, he said enviously: "Brother Hou, your 1056 regiment is really good, this kind of heavy machine gun is rare in ordinary infantry regiments, and the top is really kind to you." ”

"!" The thin monkey smiled and said, "Amitabha Buddha didn't ask us for anything, and most of our equipment was brought back from the Japanese." What are two heavy machine guns, we still have a Spitfire platoon, two large *, five small *, and ...... Hey! ”

"What else?" Hao Wenbo asked curiously.

"Many!" The thin monkey knew that he was quick to speak for a while, and almost said that the detoxification was discharged, so he quickly changed his words and said: "Let's just talk about my assault company, the German Mauser M712 of Yishi, and the Soviet-made water beads with scopes promised to allocate to us for a platoon have not yet arrived, and I heard that the scopes are out of stock." In the afternoon, you will see that the southern sixteenth of Shizhong's first company and Zhongliang's first company's crutches, if the Japanese puppet army on the other side of the river knew that our battalion had arrived, they would pull out the camp and run away overnight. It's just that this time they have no way to run, and Ouyang Jin and Zhong Dingnai, the two guys, won't let them go. ”

Hao Wenbo was very difficult to listen to, which was very different from the national army he usually saw.

The Kawasaki Ki-10 fighter jet flew over the stone plaque with its wings agitated, and saw the marching Shishige and the noble electorate by the river, and looked down from the high sky, only to see the iconic steel helmet and fart curtain of the imperial army, and the plaster flag that was white and red, the biplane shook its wings, said hello, turned the nose, and left, as for Zhong Liangbu, who was hanging far behind, he didn't even look at it. The plane had confirmed that there was still a distance of about 15 kilometers from here to Shangshipai, about three hours away, and he needed to rush back, and after landing at the Anqing airport, he asked the Anqing military to tell the army troops on the east side of the Anhui River that the battle would start in three hours.

The Japanese army's abacus was very satisfactory, in view of the fact that the fortifications of Hao Wenbo's department were all facing the Anhui River, and the rear air defense was weak, so the attack would be launched by the troops coming from the Wangjiang River first, and once this side started, the troops on the other side of the river could take the opportunity to cross the river, and immediately launched a two-sided attack, and Hao Wenbo, the guy who dared to attack Anqing, would surely disappear into ashes and disappear by the Anhui River.

It's just that the head of the Qingye Brigade in Anqing City is too wishful thinking, he completely ignores that in the land of Anqing, there are not only Hao Wenbo, but also Gao Jingting, Wu Wannian, and most importantly, there is an invincible Mo who has not shown up for half a year, that is a terrifying existence, and forgetting Mo Enemy means being beaten. On the intelligence desk of the commander of the Qingye Brigade, he could really ignore Mo Enemy, and even the 1056 Regiment was not in his consideration, in his opinion, the battle situation was completely under control, the Japanese army squad in Wangjiang and a battalion of the Qian Kun Regiment had successfully completed the first thirty kilometers, and was unconsciously inserting into Hao Wenbo's rear, he never dreamed that the march under the nose of the plane had been successfully transferred by Mo Enemy.

He told the thin monkey that as soon as Gao and Shi Zhong arrived, they immediately let Gao Gui Xuan and Zhong Liang enter the river defense fortifications and take over Hao Wenbo, and Hao Wenbo's job was to stage a farce behind the river defense fortifications, a farce of self-attack and self-defense, to be performed vividly, with guns and bullets, shouting and killing. When Hao Wenbo saw the telegram, he asked the thin monkey puzzled: The second battalion of Commander Gao and Deputy Battalion Shi have worked hard for a long time, they should rest, and act by the way, why are we playing? The thin monkey laughed and said, "We are all from Guangxi, and we can't shout your local voice." Hao Wenbo also smiled, this is really a person who makes the best use of his talents and makes the best use of things.

Hao Wenbo knew that he would not be in any danger in this battle, so he personally went to the forward position to inspect it, and personally detailed all aspects of the fortifications, not to mention that this guy is really good when he is serious, and many fortifications have been improved a lot under his inquiry. In his opinion, there were two Type 92 heavy machine guns and 40 crutches, and the Japanese puppet army on the opposite side would never be able to cross the Anhui River.

The closer the noble stone is to the stone tablet, the greater the tension in Mo Di's heart, Luo Wei stood behind him, also with a sweaty face, Qin Guosheng paced gently, one end was Mo Di's seat, and the other end was a telegraph, beside the telegraph, his eyes looked at Mo Di, and when he walked to Mo Di's side, his eyes fell on the telegraph again.

At twelve o'clock at noon, I received a telegram from the thin monkey, at half past ten o'clock, Gao Guixuan and Shi Chongbu came to Shangshipai, and the end of the change of guard with Hao Wenbo was half past eleven, at this time Zhong Liang also arrived, and immediately entered the position, and now everyone is eating, watching Hao Wenbo act after eating.

"These guys, they didn't say a word when they arrived a long time ago, so I was in a hurry." Mo Di breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, it's not fun to be in the headquarters, it's better to worry about worrying, it's better to be on the front line." Luo Wei said: "After this battle, I want to scold them well, how can I be so lazy, can't the telegram be denser?" ”

Mo Di smiled: "You know the taste, you kid is the same, I was on the front line before, and I didn't have a telegram for half a day." ”

"I'm not doing radio silence!" After Luo Wei explained, he couldn't help laughing.

"The commander of the Gao battalion, the deputy chief of staff of the Shi battalion, can also be regarded as a master of art, and the enemy can still be so calm and unhurried at present!" Qin Guosheng said: "Aren't you afraid that the Japanese puppet army on the river will find spiders and horses and run away?" ”

"Runaway? No. Mo Di shook his head and said: "The enemy army on the other side of the river has been overwhelmed by victory, completely immersed in the joy of the upcoming victory, and can no longer see defeat. At this time, you should be preparing the tools for crossing the river, just waiting for the gunshots to sound on the other side of the river. ”

As expected, the Japanese puppet army in Hedong was making a final summary of the work of the past few days. In the past few days, a large number of wooden rafts have been made, and several high piles have been piled up on the riverbank. The two puppet soldiers are in charge of a bamboo platoon, and when the time comes, everyone rushes down the river embankment at the same time, and is responsible for making a pontoon bridge. A squadron of Japanese troops had already loaded their guns and put on a departure formation, and it was their duty to charge ahead.

Zhong Liang put down the rice bowl in his hand, burped comfortably, drank his saliva indiscriminately, checked the various machine gun positions again, and once again told Zou Gu, the commander of the hand artillery platoon, that his target was not the enemy in the river, but the Japanese hand artillery position on the other side of the river.

After the inspection, when he came to the forward headquarters, Gao Guixuan was holding a telescope, looking at the Japanese puppet army on the other side of the river, and said while watching: "These puppet troops are different from Wangjiang's, the hat is a bit like the Northern Expeditionary Army, the steel helmet is very funny, long and tall, and there is a dome on the top of the head, which is the style of the Beiyang Army." ”

Zhong Liang took the binoculars from the noble contestants and glanced at the other side of the river, and sure enough. Put down the binoculars and see more clearly, it seems that the other party is ready, everyone is concentrated on the river bank, if there is a burst of hand cannons at this time, at least thirty or forty people will die. However, Zhong Liang is not a reckless person, he knows that leading the Japanese to the road of crossing the river is the right way, and this Anhui River is the Yellow Spring of the Japanese!

Looking at the forty crutches and two ninety-two that have been prepared in place on his side, Zhong Liang cracked his mouth and laughed, Hao Wenbo also proposed to merge his five crooked handles there into it, but was denied by the thin monkey, and there was no sound of crooked handles in the back, which was really a bit not lively enough, Hao Wenbo proposed that as long as the Japanese army on the other side crossed the river halfway, he would withdraw the crooked handles, for this reason, he found five big oil drums, bought a large load of firecrackers, and let him use all the bullets to hit the open space, it was too heartbreaking.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was fierce, there was a sudden burst of dense 38 rifle sounds, followed by the special crisp sound of crooked handles, and the west side of the Anhui River was suddenly in chaos, and many people urgently withdrew from the trenches and ran to the west. The Japanese squadron leader standing on the east bank of the Anhui River drew his command knife, waved it vigorously, and shouted: "Kill the chicken!" "The sound of the voice, the foot of the breath, and a booger on the mustache under the nose was also squirted far away.

"Yes, the little devil is very disciplined." Zhong Liang shouted.

Gao Guixuan also came to the observation port to stretch out his head to look, only to see two puppet soldiers with a pair of bamboo rows, rushing down from the shore, and soon, along the east bank of the river, there was a long pontoon bridge composed of bamboo rows, in the upstream, the support of the support, the push of the push, the pontoon bridge was washed away from the east bank by the water. Because the lower end of the bamboo raft is firmly fixed, the upper end of the pontoon bridge swings straight to the opposite bank under the rush of the current, and after a while, it is stuck on the opposite bank. A simple pontoon bridge appeared in front of him, and it was a group of puppet soldiers, two people carrying a bamboo row, rushed onto the pontoon, crossed on the pontoon, and the pontoon immediately became very stable. At this time, from the river bank, two squads of more than 100 Japanese troops rushed to the pontoon bridge like a stream of yellow mud and ran towards the other side of the river. Subsequently, there were about 200 puppet troops, and when the puppet troops boarded the pontoon bridge, the Japanese troops in front had already boarded the west bank and ran towards the gap in the river embankment not far away.

Wait, anxiously wait, hurry up, run faster, Zhong Liang scolded the puppet army on the pontoon bridge, his idea was very simple, as long as the puppet army crossed half of the pontoon bridge, they would shoot, but the speed of this group of puppet soldiers was really much slower than that of the Japanese army, and the Japanese army was about to reach the gap in the river embankment, and they were still swaying like old ladies with small feet on the pontoon bridge.

Finally, the Japanese army came to the predetermined position, Zhong Liang no longer considered how far the puppet army would have to walk the pontoon bridge, and shouted "Fight!" ”

Another premeditated killing!