Shuangma Village.

Early morning.

The turret door was opened, and the wooden drawbridge was slowly lowered with a creak.

Along the suspension bridge, a group of more than a dozen devil soldiers carried a 38 cover with bayonets and led a military dog, walked out of the door, passed through the trench, and planned to walk towards the road, but the dozen or so devils stopped outside the trench, among them, the leading devil looked at the turret.

At the top of the turret, several devils held binoculars and looked around vigilantly.

The surrounding woods, haystacks, and rocks that can hide people for a kilometer have been cleaned up, and in the early morning sun, standing on the top of the turret more than 20 meters high, there are no dead ends around, for safety, several devils still repeatedly looked around and observed several times.

On the left is Shuangma Village, a kilometer away from the turret, there is a newly built earthen road in the middle, on the right is the intersection of the horse road, and the ground can faintly see bloodstains, which is the result of a team of horses trying to pass through at night and being discovered, a minute later, a devil observed the hand and waved the chess piece, which means that the surrounding is safe.

In front of the trench, the devil patrol that stopped and waited continued to advance.

After a few steps, the military dog sniffed the ground with its nose pestle, its nose twitching, and its front paws digging the ground.

"There is a situation."

The devil who led the dog spoke in a hurried tone.

Suddenly, the devils behind him stopped one after another, and even a few people in front of him took a few steps back, among which the devil Jun Cao, who was carrying a plaster flag, walked up and looked at the location where the military dog was warning, and the corner of his eyes was picked, and his tone was not good:

"Baga, isn't this the place where the guerrillas laid mines yesterday?"

After speaking, the devil Jun Cao's eyes stared at the military dog, the same unkind eyes.

Yesterday, it was also his detachment, and it was here that one of his soldiers was seriously injured by a mine planted by the guerrillas, and even if he survived, he would be disabled for life, and the stupid military dog did not find the mine at that time.

Now it's a warning for a fart?

Also, I don't think I smelled yesterday's blood.

"Cao Chang, something is wrong here."

The ghost soldier who was in charge of feeding and training the military dogs looked at the ground carefully, and said in a solemn tone: "The dirt on the ground seems to have been turned over, and it is a little different from yesterday. ”

Experience teaches.

After yesterday's lesson, the patrol devil soldiers observed the ground more carefully.

It's just that because the turret has only been built for a short time, the soil nearby is very fresh, and there was an explosion here yesterday, the ground has just been renovated and filled, coupled with Wang Gensheng's mine burial technology, it is difficult for ordinary people to directly observe the difference.

But this devil was the one who was in charge of removing the blood and landfilling it yesterday, so he still noticed something unusual.

"Xiaohe-kun."

Although the devil army Cao still didn't believe it, he still called the bombardier.

At this time, he was thinking in his heart, if there was no problem here, he would stew this dog at night, it would be useless anyway, what would he keep it for? After that, I will go to Shou County and drop a new dog.

"Hey!"

At the back of the team, a devil put down the 38 cover in his hand, took out a shovel, walked to the place where the military dog was guarded, and carefully began to dig the soil.

The fresh soil was quickly cut away, and there were dried blood stains in the inner layer of soil, which were left by the devil soldiers who were bombed yesterday, and the black blood stains were mixed with the unique yellow soil in Shanxi, which was particularly conspicuous, which made the devil soldier Cao's face more and more unkind.

Juncao felt like he was picking at his wounds.

This morning, he was scolded by the squad leader for ten minutes because of the loss of one person.

"A grenade, it's a grenade of the Eighth Route Army."

The shell made by the irregular soil method in the border area made the devil recognize the origin of the grenade at the first time.

"Drain it."

The devil soldier Cao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He was more angry than happy.

Isn't the Eighth Route Army looking down on people too much? In the same place, two mines were planted in a row, and it was really a fool to be the Imperial Army?

The bomber didn't speak, but held his breath, knelt on his knees, and was engrossed in disarming the grenade's lead, his movements meticulous, beads of sweat slowly dripping from his forehead.

The person who planted this grenade was a master, a master of playing trap mines, and the lead was set in an extremely insidious way, and if you didn't pay attention, it would be detonated.

The surrounding devils also noticed this, did not speak, and retreated a lot.

Fortunately, the devil bombardier is also a veteran, experienced, and successfully removed the grenade lead.

"No problem."

Holding the discus warhead and slowly lifting the grenade, the devil bombardier finally smiled.

Seeing this, the surrounding devils were also relieved.

It's just that the grenade just went up, and the bomb devil found that there was a grenade inserted in the bottom flank, and the grenade was placed in a tricky position, not directly below, but below the side, and placed horizontally.

At this time, the lead of the grenade, which had been truncated to the limit, had been pulled apart, and it was smoking...

"Little..."

Before the words could be spoken, and before the bomber could even turn his smile into horror, the grenade exploded.

Boom...

Smoke erupted, accompanied by mud and blood.

Although the border area was complained by Grand Master Li, it was often blown up in half, and the power was small, far inferior to the devil's melon grenade, but black powder is also gunpowder, and the explosive power of forty grams of black powder is still good, and at such a close distance, it is still a squatting position, and the devil who discharges the bullet is killed on the spot, and he who was stuck in the forehead by a huge shrapnel and died no longer to die.

The devils in the back were all safe and sound because of the long distance.

In the face of the explosion, driven by instinct, this group of devils all lay down.

"Yaga..."

As soon as the explosion wave passed, the devil soldier Cao hurriedly got up, and saw the blood-covered bomb devil soldier lying on the ground, with a deep shrapnel inserted in his forehead.

The sound of the explosion also caused a flurry of chickens and dogs to jump inside the turret, and machine gunners and ammunition men were in place.

Fortunately, there was no follow-up movement, there was no expected attack of the Eighth Route Army, and the devils did not find a second mine after intensive investigation.

Soon.

The Shuangma Village Artillery Tower encountered a mine at the door, and the news of the loss of one person was reported to the Shou County Devil Command.

Koizumi Tazawa, who heard the news, couldn't say for a long time, but this time he didn't get angry immediately, and he fell silent for a long time.

The same place, the same time, the same means, the same Imperial Army detachment, the same commander, made the same mistake twice in a row, lost two Imperial warriors in a row, and only one day apart.

The blood stains from the previous day hadn't dried yet.

Rubbish!

Shame on the Imperial Army.

"Who's the patrol's cocoon? Get rid of him! ”

After being silent for a long time, Koizumi Tazawa ordered in a gloomy tone: "Let him be a bombardier." ”

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"Devil, this is still demining?"

"Why do you send a detachment leader out to clear mines?"

"What's the situation?"

In the afternoon, Zhang Dabiao took a battalion of 600 soldiers, as well as more than 300 militia fighters, a total of 1,000 people, to Shuangma Village to prepare to attract the devils of Shou County.

Before the arrival of the large army, he and Wang Gensheng went first, watching from a distance of several kilometers.

Zhang Dabiao saw that a devil carrying a plaster flag was holding a mine detector and groping repeatedly, and the lonely person looked particularly pitiful.

The devil soldier with the plaster flag is generally the captain of the detachment, and this plaster flag on the battlefield is the center point of the battle of the devil's small detachment. The other devils would never stick a plaster flag on their guns.

"I don't know."

Wang Gensheng pursed his lips.

How does he know.

He has planted a total of two mines in the past two days, using grenades, and even made in the border area, although this thing has recently improved the fuse, so that it will not explode, but the problem of low power has not been solved.

"Let's see if there are any devil soldiers ambushing around."

Looking around the mountain, Zhang Dabiao, who did not find anything abnormal, said.

"Okay!"

Wang Gensheng nodded, and the person disappeared into the mountain road.

Zhang Dabiao also walked in the opposite direction.

About an hour later, the two met in the same place, and after a conversation, it was confirmed that the devil had not set up an ambush, and then decided to continue according to the original plan.

Before leaving, Zhang Dabiao found that the devil soldier Cao was still carrying a minesweeper, searching for non-existent mines over and over again.

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In the afternoon, Shuangma Village, the second battalion and more than 300 people who acted together to support the militia rushed to the Devil's Gun Tower, and after a distance of nearly one kilometer, the militia and the fire company were stationed on the spot to build a position, and the remaining hundreds of people directly dispersed and launched a group charge to the Devil's Gun Tower.

"Enemy Attack..."

"Enemy Attack..."

The observation post immediately spotted the 2nd Battalion, which had rushed up without the slightest cover.

The area of one kilometer around the turret in Shuangma Village was emptied, and it was daytime, and the devils on the top of the turret could even judge the number of enemies.

More than three hundred men attacked at the same time, and many more formed positions in the distance.

Boom Boom...

The mortar opened fire first, and the explosion exploded around the turret, slightly obscuring the devil's firing range, accompanied by a loud charge, more than 300 people of the second battalion launched a group charge towards Shuangma Village from all directions, and it was already close to the turret at a distance of 400 meters.

"Fight back."

"Full firepower."

"Quickly inform Koizumi Nakasa that the Eighth Route Army will launch an attack on our artillery tower, with more than 1,000 troops."

The devil commander on the turret did not panic at all and calmly ordered.

This situation is expected.

Three heavy machine guns, nearly ten light machine guns emerged from the firing holes, and dense bullets spread down.

As if frightened by the sudden appearance of dense fire, as if he did not expect such fierce firepower in the turret, the attack of the Eighth Route Army came and went quickly, and more than 300 people retreated in a hurry.

However, in just ten minutes, the second wave of attack was launched again, this time the troops were more dispersed, the number was larger, and the artillery positions that had been established in the distance also launched a steady stream of shelling, and the shells fell around the turret from time to time, but the power of the mortar was too weak for the turret, and it had no effect on the devils in the turret.

The lookout post at the top of the Devil's Turret could also see the Eighth Route Army digging bunkers around it in the distance to establish a strong position.

"Inform Wing Commander Koizumi that the Eighth Route Army has launched several group charges in an attempt to consume our ammunition, and is building a strong position around our artillery tower."

The squad leader of the garrison continued to inform the command call to the Shou County Devil Command.

In the face of the firepower of three heavy machine guns, nearly ten light machine guns, and the terrain of the turret was too easy to defend and difficult to attack, the second wave of attack still ended without a hitch, and could only retreat helplessly.

But before the devils had time to rejoice, the third wave of attacks began to come.

However, as soon as the defenders sent the news to the Shou County Headquarters, the telephone line was cut off.

Enable Alternate Lines.

The Devil Squad Leader ordered.

Two routes, one more hidden than the other, and one deeper than the other.

"The secret line was also cut off."

Looking at the Eighth Route Army in the distance that suddenly retreated before approaching the turret, and then hearing the words of the communication devil, the devil detachment leader vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Although the Eighth Route Army had just launched three waves of charges, each time it was thunder and rain, and it retreated more than two hundred meters away from the turret, with extremely low casualties, and they did not consume much ammunition.

This kind of attack is pointless.

So, why did the Eighth Route Army do such a thing?

Moreover, his two telephone circuits were cut off at the same time, which is very abnormal.

It's just that after looking around the second battalion of the independent regiment that has surrounded the turret, the captain of the garrison devil squad can only wait.

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"The Shuangma Village Artillery Tower reported that it was attacked by 1,000 people from the Eighth Route Army, and the enemy directly launched a group charge, the offensive was fierce, and there was mortar artillery support."

"The Shuangma Village Artillery Tower reported that it has repelled the first wave of the impact of the Eighth Route Army."

"The Shuangma Village Artillery Tower reported that the enemy launched a second wave of attacks, still a group charge, still covered by mortar fire, and the intention of the Eighth Route Army seems to be to consume our ammunition with human lives."

Shou County, Koizumi Tazawa heard this report, and immediately smiled, and his tone was confident: "Yo Xi, the Eighth Route Army is really here." ”

The staff officers on the side also nodded frequently, indicating approval.

The Eighth Route Army was dispatched many times, and the number of more than 1,000 people was dispatched, and the mortar fire was also used to cover it, which shows that the Eighth Route Army is determined to win the Shuangma Village Artillery Tower and must take it at all costs.

Then Koizumi Tazawa frowned, and his tone was puzzled: "However, why did the Eighth Route Army go out during the day?" ”

In his prediction, the turret should be attacked at night, which would minimize the Empire's firepower advantage.

"Order the 1st Mobile Brigade to assemble."

Koizumi Tazawa ordered.

However, he did not order the troops to set off immediately. After all, Shuangma Village has strengthened its defenses, and it is now daytime, even if there are a thousand people, it is difficult to break through the fire network of the turret in a short time.

Soon the news came again.

"The Shuangma Village Turret reported that the enemy's second wave of attack had been repulsed, but the enemy did not retreat, but built strong bunkers and positions around the turret."

"Shuangma Village Artillery Tower reported that the enemy launched a third wave of group charge...

"Our side has lost contact with the Shuangma Village Fort, and it is judged that the Eighth Route Army has cut off two communication telephone lines."

The new news made Koizumi Tazawa frown, and immediately ordered the troops to set off.

"The 1st Mobile Brigade supports Shuangma Village, and the cavalry squadron spreads the alert."

However, he was still very vigilant and let the cavalry squadron spread reconnaissance along the way to prevent being ambushed.

Rise from the Bright Sword /book/96399/