In the night, in the faint starlight.

A low flat place outside Taiyuan.

Fences, watchtowers, barbed wire, pillboxes.

From the inside to the outside, circle after circle, gradually arranged, and finally, behind a high barbed wire fence, there was a heavily guarded Japanese airfield with all kinds of light.

"The devil chose this place really well."

"The defense circle is also well built."

Looking at the devil Taiyuan Airport with the lights shining in the distance, and then looking around at the surrounding terrain, Grand Master Li spoke indifferently, and he didn't know whether he was sincerely praising or sneering and mocking.

"If it was before, we really had no way to take this airport, and the devil's hand was very aimed at the weakness of our troops."

Iwamori on the side nodded.

Starting from the border of the airport, there is a cordon ring for one kilometer nearby, and there are devil patrols within two kilometers of the perimeter, and there is no commanding heights around.

"Since Yangmingbao, the devil has been scared and doesn't dare to be arrogant."

Grand Master Li sneered.

Looking back at the beginning, the devil was so arrogant.

At that time, the devil's airport was directly set up next to the town, without any cover, except for a lonely circle of barbed wire, there were only a few simple foxholes and trenches, not even a high sentry tower, the strength of the guards plus the ground staff was only a squadron, and at that time observers could enter the airport within 500 meters at will.

However, since he was beaten up in Yangmingbao, he is honest.

Today, no one is allowed to enter within a kilometer of the airport, a warning ring is set up within two kilometers, and a series of dense fixed fortifications have been built around it, which is comparable to the depth of heavy troops.

"At that time, the devil had a pain in his flesh for a long time, and after that, there was no devil plane to bomb the front line in Taiyuan Xinkou for a long time."

Naturally, Iwamori knew about the classic battle that was widely publicized.

I still remember that because of this battle, the troops were even rewarded with 20,000 oceans by the government, and with the government's slamming of the Eighth Route Army, you can imagine how exciting the raid on the devil's airfield was at the beginning.

"But."

"After a while, I'm afraid the devils will have to strengthen the defense of airports in various places."

Yan Sheng pursed his lips and said in an excited tone: "The defensive ring of this airport is only two kilometers long, and the ultimate range of our 82 mortars is a little more than four kilometers, which is enough to cover all the airports." ”

"Hahaha..."

"Two thousand mortar shells, enough for a little devil to drink a good pot."

Li Yunlong's tone was also full of expectation.

The next tasks, whether it was grabbing gold or shelling the airport, made his blood boil. I can't wait for the arrival of Lika tomorrow.

"Six mortars, the density of firepower is enough to cover the entire airport, there are fifty-seven planes at Taiyuan Airport, and we can almost kill about twenty." Iwamori is counting tomorrow's results.

The airfield is very wide, the devil planes are very sparsely scattered, and it is a long-range artillery bombardment, even if there are enough shells this time, it is impossible to completely annihilate the devil planes at the airport. Two thousand shells is a lot, but they don't have enough time to cover the shelling layer by layer, and besides, the devil planes will still run, and even if they are lucky, they will completely destroy at most half of the devil planes at most.

Wanted to be wiped out unless they rushed into the airport.

But even if it can't be wiped out, it can paralyze the airport for days.

The two chatted while observing the terrain around the airport through the faint starlight.

The devil obviously didn't think that anyone would come to shell it, there was no logging around the airport, and it was fine within two kilometers, but beyond that, you could see dense woods everywhere, the terrain was undulating, and the ditches and ditches were all over the place, which was very suitable for establishing blocking and shelling positions.

Iwamori took out his binoculars and looked at the airport as he walked, occasionally comparing the map with a faint captured flashlight, mentally calculating the shooting yuan. If you want to kill as many devil planes as possible, the more accurate you must be.

Li Yunlong also squinted his eyes and observed the nearby terrain, planning tomorrow's battle in his heart.

He thought about how to buy time for the artillery company, try to hit as accurately as possible, and shoot more shells. But there are a thousand guards at the Devil Airport, and there are more than a thousand Devils and puppet troops in Taiyuan City who will come to support.

With a force of more than 100 people, it is an easy thing to buy time in front of the 2,000 devil puppet army.

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Near the wee hours of the morning, the moon is the last hour of darkness before dawn.

The night is like water, and the stars are hidden.

"Captain."

Wang Gensheng took his fellow team members, under the cover of the shady scene, and quietly walked to the team of the independent regiment. A member of a special squad stepped up and handed the two men their equipment.

Homemade camouflage suits with magazine pockets sewn on the clothes. Two 20-shot barge guns, a nine-dragon belt, and five German-made large tumors. This is the customized equipment of the special squad - designed by Grand Master Li.

"Are the ropes and cotton bags ready?"

Wang Gensheng asked.

"It was already prepared, and in order to prevent accidents, we also brought some more of our own."

The two warriors who came nodded and patted the package behind them.

The cotton cloth bag that prepared for gold and ocean was very light, and the volume was not large after pressing, and each of the thirty-seven original members of the long-trained special squad carried a lot.

Some of the cotton bags had already been brought into the city and hidden.

"Okay, battalion commander, let's go into the city now?"

Wang Gensheng looked at Zhang Dabiao, who was already ready on the side.

Although he is the captain of the special squad, it is Zhang Dabiao who actually commands, and in terms of command ability, I have to say that he is far behind, which Wang Gensheng knows very well in his heart, and naturally there will be no dissatisfaction.

Moreover, Zhang Dabiao is also his former battalion commander.

The independent regiment, under the leadership of Grand Master Li, never looked at qualifications, only at ability. Whoever is capable will be an officer and lead the soldiers. It's very clear, it's straightforward, and that's what it does.

After hearing Wang Gensheng's words, Zhang Dabiao looked around.

Under the faint light of the flashlight, in a low ditch, including him, the forty-three members of the special squad who participated in the operation this time lined up.

In the middle, there were thirty-seven members of the original special squad carrying a large package, the captain Wang Gensheng stood beside Zhang Dabiao, Monk Wei stood on the other side with his two thick and scary pistols, and behind the side of the line, it was Wang Xikui and Cao Mantang, two sniper teams with long rifles on their backs, and Wang Xikui also brought his observer Shunzi.

After half a year of recuperation in the army, Wang Xikui's body has gradually hardened, and it is not difficult to climb the ten-meter-high Taiyuan city wall.

With two snipers who are shooting within three or four hundred meters, I believe that this mission will go much smoother.

"Let's go. Beware of concealment! ”

Zhang Dabiao waved his hand.

Forty-three people quietly touched Taiyuan City, during which they avoided the devil's late-night patrol, and then disappeared into the Taiyuan city wall in the last night along a few ropes.

···

Liao County.

Because of its recent outstanding performance, the new regiment was entrusted with the important task of being responsible for the main attack.

This time, their task was to take down several artillery towers around Liao County, and one of them was a cannon tower, more than ten meters high, extremely strong, and all the people stationed in it were devils and equipped with heavy machine guns.

In the past, it was a real hard task to fight the turret, especially this kind of turret. It is a hard and hard battle, with great attrition, long time, high danger, and large troop losses, and it may not be able to be defeated.

But...

"Commander, there's the last turret ahead."

Chenghe's tone was calm, but with obvious excitement.

This battle is really cool.

In the face of the cannon tower, there is no need to repeatedly send a death squad to rush with explosives, only need the commando team to attract the devil's firepower, and then push the Type 92 infantry gun to nearly 400 meters down a few cannons, after a few bombardments, continue to rush and it's over, if the devil dares to come forward, it is a cannon greeting, more than an hour, a cannon tower will be pulled out, and the casualty ratio is less than one to one.

Weapons and ammunition consumption is also much less.

Although it is not as good as the group of commandos of the independent regiment, it is also quite good, I don't know how many times better than before.

"Hahaha, it seems that it is indeed a wise choice for labor and management to pull down their faces and go to Li Yunlong to borrow infantry artillery."

Ding Wei's tone was cheerful, and he praised his decision to go to the independent regiment to rub weapons.

If it weren't for this Type 92 infantry gun, and if there were no 150,000 rounds of ammunition replenished by the independent regiment, he would not have dared to fight so confidently and boldly, and this battle would not have gone so smoothly.

"These weapons have really helped a lot."

Chenghe looked at the turret in the distance and nodded.

Before they met the two squadrons of the devil, the two sides had a short contact, the new regiment relied on the strong family background, and strong morale, as well as the strong combat effectiveness of the soldiers, coupled with the advantageous terrain, in less than half an hour, they directly beat the devil down, and the devils of the two squadrons left dozens of corpses and fled in a hurry.

However, Chenghe still has a doubt...

There seems to be a problem with the devils here, and after the fight, it feels less ferocious and not so ruthless than the previous devils. However, he is not sure.

"A small artillery tower, all of which are stationed in puppet troops, about a dozen or so of them we can solve by ourselves."

After looking at it for a while, Chenghe shook his head.

Although there were only more than 150 people including the regimental headquarters, the guard platoon, and the artillery platoon who acted with them, in the face of such a small thing, it could be taken in minutes.

"But we've got to waste a cannonball."

The devil will deliberately choose the puppet army who prefers to be a dog to be stationed in the turret, most of them are some diehards, in the turret, there is a certain will to resist, and it is almost impossible to persuade to surrender, I am afraid that it will take a cannon to solve the problem.

"Anyway, it's the last turret, so let's play with them."

Ding Wei's tone was relaxed, but with a thick disdain:

"Fence it off first, show the cannons, and give them a chance to surrender, this group of dogs is not worthy of wasting the shells and bullets of labor and capital."

The so-called loyal devil dog in this turret dared to bite people, and that was because the devil built a kennel for him, and he didn't encounter a big stick. If it really fights, it's not that he Ding Wei looks down on this group of waste, and he can beat a group of bandits at random, which is better than this group of dogs.

With Ding Wei's order, in addition to the regimental headquarters and artillery squad, a full 120 people surrounded the small puppet army artillery tower. Then the artillery squad came out and showed up pushing the infantry guns.

In the turret, the original puppet soldiers had relaxed expressions.

The Tubalu guerrillas came to fight the turret, and they have encountered many times in the more than half a year they have been stationed here, and that time has they come in? Every time, before the princes came, they were killed by the brothers and fled back.

However, at first, a puppet army noticed that the situation seemed to be a little different from before:

"Captain, do you think this group of eight roads seems to be different from the previous ones? They have a lot of machine guns. And this dress may be the regular army of the Eighth Road..."

His voice was a little frightened.

In the past, all the militias and basic regiments in the vicinity were encircled and suppressed here, there were no regular clothing, few weapons and poor quality, and there were even fewer bullets, but there were a few grenades - the self-made kind, which was worse than that made in the border area.

But the Eighth Route Army in front of him, with a neat military rotation and more than 100 people, looks very imposing, not comparable to those guerrillas before, and there are seven or eight machine guns...

"What are you afraid of, the machine gun can still penetrate our turret, inform the brothers to close the gate, there is a three-meter trench outside, and the machine gun is guarding, they can still fly over."

"I've already sent a flare gun, as long as we hold on for a while, the Imperial Army will come to the rescue."

The puppet army commander spoke confidently.

Although it is a small turret, the puppet army still attaches great importance to the guys who protect their lives, digging trenches more than three meters wide around them, and setting up many traps.

The poor dog didn't know that his owner was being beaten at this time.

"Yes."

A group of puppet soldiers lit up their eyes one after another.

At this time, the puppet army saw the Type 92 infantry cannon that was pushed out again, and was immediately frightened and screamed, the three souls did not possess the body, and the crying father and mother ran to the captain, and even ran away from his gun in a few steps:

"Cannons, captain, they have cannons."

"What?"

The puppet army commander was also taken aback, and hurriedly held the binoculars and looked out.

Four hundred meters away from their artillery tower, a Type 92 infantry gun stood quietly on the flat ground, and several people in Eighth Route Army uniforms were digging pits and stationing hoes. The puppet army has trained with the devil, so they naturally know this devil's standard Type 92 infantry gun.

The glittering iron in the sunlight proved that it was a real cannon, not a fake.

"There are no shells, they certainly don't have shells."

The puppet army commander quickly reacted and shouted loudly.

He knew very well that the Imperial Army controlled artillery shells very strictly, and even if the Eighth Route Army was lucky enough to get a cannonball, it would be impossible to get artillery shells, absolutely impossible.

"Hear no, hurry up and surrender inside, don't waste the time of labor and management."

This is the voice of Grand Master Ding.

This time, Grand Master Ding came forward by himself, with a very loud voice and a domineering tone.

"Tu Balu, if you have a kind of cannon, don't think that your grandfather doesn't know, you have a fart cannonball, don't fool grandpa here." The puppet army commander has a long grandfather and a short grandfather, and he doesn't take Master Ding in his eyes at all:

Commander Ding was in a good mood and was about to fight with this puppet army commander, when a signal soldier ran over: "Regiment commander, the division headquarters ordered us to rush to Luocun quickly and cooperate with the new second regiment to block a brigade of the enemy's 114th Division. ”

"The 114th Division? Isn't this a unit of the First Army? From Taiyuan? ”

Ding Wei thought thoughtfully: "It seems that the devil is in a hurry." ”

He called the communication squad: "Go and inform the battalions, and in half an hour Sujiazhai will assemble, and the whole army will go to Luocun." ”

At this time, inside the turret, looking at the outside where there was no movement suddenly, after waiting for a while, I suddenly had confidence, and I believed most of my guesses in my heart: "Haha, I was guessed by my grandfather, there is no cannonball and it is scary, it is not ashamed." ”

"When the imperial army comes, see if you dare to pull it out."

"Don't give it to grandpa yet, get out of here."

The puppet army commander knew very well that once the imperial army found out that the other party had infantry artillery, he was afraid that he would immediately launch a large army to grab it back.

The arrogant tone of the puppet army commander angered Ding Wei, coupled with the fact that he was in a hurry, and there were some bullies in this turret who had bullied the township for a long time, so he waved his hand:

"Forget it, give this 'grandfather' a cannonball and let him settle in the ground."

With that, he took the people with him.

This turret has only two layers of red bricks, with soil slurry in between, and a single cannonball can make a big hole, and then a charge can solve the problem.

Under the vision of the puppet army commander, an Eighth Route Army carried an ammunition box from behind, took out a yellow, orange and orange shell and stuffed it into the barrel, and immediately frightened the three souls out of their bodies.

"No, no, no, don't fire, we surrender..."

"Uncle Eight Roads, we surrender!"

The head of the Ding regiment has already left, so naturally he doesn't pay attention to him.

Boom ·····

After a cannon shot, everything was quiet, and the turret that could resist the bullets in the border area was torn open a big hole, and the puppet army commander was directly killed by a single shot, and the remaining puppet soldiers surrendered one after another.

Only one stunned guard platoon commander remained:

"Made, you surrendered before I even started charging?"

"It's not even as good as a bandit..."