"Nani?"

"They fled south?"

By the time Sanhao Dazuo received the news that the assault company had defeated a group of Imperial Allied troops and fled southward, it was already half past seven in the night, and at this time, most of his pursuing troops had stopped advancing and all of them had assembled and camped at key intersections.

The first was to guard against the attack of the Eighth Route Army at night, and the second was to prevent the Eighth Route Army from retreating at night.

"Hi"

The communication devil who came to report handed the telegram in his hand to Sanhao Dazuo, bowed his head and repeated: "The cavalry squadron reported that an hour ago, a squad of the Xingya Brigade was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army and suffered heavy losses, and the Eighth Route Army then fled south."

"Yaga..."

After looking at the location of the ambush on the telegram book, looking at the map, and making sure that the group of Eighth Route Army he was chasing had jumped out of his encirclement, he was so angry that Sanhao Dazuo directly overturned the table.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Taking a few breaths, Sanhao Dazuo said to the communication devil with a hideous face:

"Order all troops to set off at once and pursue north"

"The garrison brigade, the cavalry squadron set off along the road to pursue, the Xingya brigade, the Imperial Association Army Brigade in He County, pursued along the mountain road, and it was forbidden to rest until it caught up with this Eighth Route Army unit"

"In addition, let the troops of Jing County also set out to intercept..."

After hysterically giving the order to pursue, Sanhao Dazuo calmed down a little, looked at the few soldiers who were cleaning up the collapsed table, and frowned, he found two situations that made him wonder!

After fleeing for dozens of miles to the north, this small unit of the Eighth Route Army suddenly turned back to the south and fled...

What is the purpose?

Grab the bridge and cross the river valley?

Within a radius of 100 miles, he had heavily guarded all the bridges that could pass through the valley of Xuehong, and had set up strong forts, which the guerrillas could never breach unless they had heavy artillery.

It's impossible for this group not to know.

So, what's the point of them running around like this?

Other than that!

Isn't there too much ammunition for this small unit of the Eighth Route Army?

The imperial army that ambushed Pingshan City, the Jingxian Imperial Association Army of Caojiazhuang ambushed a squad, and the 100-man patrol of the ambush Xingya Brigade an hour ago, this small group of troops of the Eighth Route Army all used super-dense firepower to quickly end the battle...

After on-site investigation, the ammunition consumed by this group of Eighth Route Army was close to 10,000 rounds for each battle·····

Is this really the Eighth Route Army?

Is it the Eighth Route Army that the intelligence says does not exceed 20 bullets per capita?

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The mountain road was winding and rugged, and it was quite difficult to walk up, and the melting snow created a lot of muddy ground, and stepping on it was a little slower than expected.

"What the hell is the weather..."

Wang Gensheng habitually cursed, pulled out his shoes from the mud, and walked forward with difficulty.

Walking to Zhang Dabiao's side, Wang Gensheng said in an anxious tone:

"Is it too late?"

"It's getting harder and harder..."

Even if the temperature rises sharply in the past few days, how can it be so easy for all the snow that has accumulated for a whole winter to melt? Today, among the mountains and forests, you can still see the patches of snow all over the ground, like scattered cotton wool covering the mountains and forests.

The melting snow water even merged into streams, making the mountain roads muddy, and the icy snow froze the soldiers' feet······

"It's still too late..."

Looking at the map in his hand, and then at the pocket watch, Zhang Dabiao gasped and said:

"At the current speed, we still have an hour to get to the chain bridge, it's four o'clock in the morning, it's too late..."

After putting away the map, Zhang Dabiao looked around, at this time, every battle of the assault company was panting heavily, taking difficult steps, weapons and ammunition were placed on the mule and horse, and even at this time, even the all-powerful mules and horses in the eyes of the soldiers began to pant heavily, and the eyes that were originally as bright as buttons began to dim.

After trekking for eight days in a row, approaching a hundred miles every day, and marching with heavy mountain roads, plus the recent food that has not been much nutritious, the big mules are also a little unable to hold on.

Looking at this situation, Zhang Dabiao sank:

"These big mules are almost unable to hold on, and after crossing the bridge, we need to find a place to rest, so that the mules and the warriors can recover well, and we must get some good feed for the mules to eat."

Although this mule can eat any leaves and weeds, food and fodder are not the same thing at all, and they are generally fine, but under the heavy and rapid march, that bit of nutrition is not enough to consume.

But the assault company had no choice, it was full of devils' territory, and he couldn't get good fodder, so he could only try to find some good forage for the mules to eat.

"I got a lot of oceans from the previous pseudo-two devils, and when I get to the next village, I'll buy some good food for this big mule to eat."

Huang Baowang had long noticed the fatigue of the big mule, and in these two battles, he personally led the soldiers to collect a lot of money from the puppet army.

Although I can't look down on the guns of the two devils, it is purely cumbersome to bring them, but the ocean is still a hard currency, and it can be used anywhere, compared to the currency of the devil occupation area, the military ticket is much more popular, and it can be used in any market.

"It's still you, kid Spirit," Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but praise.

"Haha"

Huang Baowang smiled:

"These two devils are all greedy for money, and their belongings are tied in their underwear and carried with them, for fear of being lost and stolen, now they are all cheap, each of them has more than a dozen oceans, and I have made more than a thousand"

"Two devils..." The corners of Wang Gensheng's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.

He remembered a phrase from the regimental commander before.

The second devil is actually the logistics captain of our Eighth Route Army, the devil soldiers are strong and strong, and they are well trained, and it is difficult to gnaw when they have bad teeth, and they have to get into it if they can't get it right, but the two devils are different, this is completely cooked gruel, and you can eat it no matter how hungry you are.

While chatting, a chain bridge across the Jing River in the distance was revealed in the hazy night.

At this time, the sky was slightly foggy, obscuring the moonlight and starlight, and it was pitch black, with only sporadic lights on the other side of the bridge.

Needless to say, after Wang Gensheng cleaned up the mud on his shoes, he took a few deep breaths, took out the telescope he was carrying, and accelerated towards the bridge.

Zhang Dabiao also slowed down the assault company.

After a while, Wang Gensheng walked back, this elite scout actually had a smile on his face at this time, and his tone was excited:

"There are very few devil troops guarding the bridge, only three or five, and they are all resting, and even the planks on the bridge have not been removed"

"The planks weren't removed?"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned.

This iron cable is difficult to build, and the devil must be reluctant to blow it up, but the wooden planks on the bridge are not dismantled, which is really beyond his expectations.

And!

Such a bridge, there are only three or five devils guarding it?

Zhang Dabiao still doesn't know that one of his sudden turnbacks made the devil army in Jing County intercept him in reverse...

"Yes, the planks on the chain bridge are all in good condition, there are no devils on our side, and no explosives were found on the bridge, only there are devils on the other side, but they are asleep, and there is no one on guard"

Wang Gensheng's tone was confirmed.

As a veteran scout, he has a knack for spotting enemies.

"It seems that the devil didn't expect us to run here overnight"

Zhang Dabiao nodded, and then waved his hand: "Monk, Wang Gensheng, bring a dozen good hands, let's touch over and kill the devil on the opposite side, and the rest of the people rest and prepare to cross the bridge."

The black dwarf before dawn, the foggy weather outside, several people easily passed the bridge, and the five devils didn't even have time to react, so they died under the blades of Zhang Dabiao and several people, and one of the devils was even pinched off by the monk with his bare hands.

"Crossing the Bridge..."

With a wave of his right hand, Zhang Dabiao quietly passed the chain bridge, leaving a group of devils and puppet troops to pursue the small unit of the Eighth Route Army who didn't know where they were like headless flies.

"To the left, go into the mountains and rest well, Huang Baowang, you go to a nearby village to buy some food for the mules to eat"