"I've got in touch with the guerrillas here..."

"They are currently in a place called Xiaotuo Village."

When the sky was bright, Zhang Dabiao received good news.

"Good!"

Zhang Dabiao, who was overjoyed, immediately ordered:

"Give all the weapons and equipment we captured last night to the guerrillas here, and in addition, give them some food, they have been pressed and beaten by the little devils for so long, these must be very lacking."

At this time, the situation of the guerrillas around the Huting stronghold was similar to the early days of the new regiment, they were chased around by little devils, and there was not even a station where they could stay for a long time.

At that time, when I opened my eyes every day, I was on the way to transfer.

"Yes."

The platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon nodded, nodded a dozen people, took the weapons captured yesterday, and then transported a batch of food supplies with ordinary mules and camels accompanying the army, and prepared to follow the local guerrilla to Xiaotuo Village.

Before leaving, the deputy platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon asked Zhang Dabiao:

"Do you want to tell them our battle plan? Or do you say..."

Telling the battle plan can boost the morale of the guerrillas here, but it is also possible for the devils to know.

Zhang Dabiao narrowed his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"You just said that we only sent one company to support this time, and there are not many troops, by the way, let them not reveal the identity of our independent regiment and report the name of the 772nd regiment."

The devil is very wary of the name of the independent regiment, if he knows that they are coming, he may not know how much action he will make, in order to temper the recruits in actual combat, Zhang Dabiao still decided to hide his number.

After the deputy platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon left, Zhang Dabiao gathered the soldiers of the whole company and held a temporary pre-war meeting:

"In yesterday's fight, everyone behaved very well and didn't make serious mistakes, which is good·····

The praise from the battalion commander made the recruits suddenly overjoyed, and their chests involuntarily straightened.

After enlisting in the army, during the month of training, the regiment commander rarely praised people, and according to the veterans, it was not easy to get praise from the commander of his battalion.

Zhang Dabiao paused and raised his tone:

"But..."

"There is a problem that needs to be paid attention to, although we are now rich in bullets, we can't waste them casually, not to mention that we want to destroy an enemy with one bullet, but we can't shoot at the same enemy with seven or eight soldiers in a squad, we must pay attention to the division of labor and cooperation."

"At this point, each squad leader must do a good job of organization."

Zhang Dabiao keenly discovered the biggest problem that existed yesterday, and when he found an enemy, the recruits often swarmed to shoot at the enemy, which was a waste of bullets.

This question really caught Zhang Dabiao a little off guard, he really didn't expect to come here, put it aside, where did the recruits have the opportunity to shoot, at that time, he carried a red tassel gun and followed him to the battlefield.

"Yes."

A group of squad and platoon leaders should be.

And the recruits also began to bow their heads and reflect.

······

"Yaga..."

"Who is it? Who did it? ”

In the Japanese stronghold that was attacked last night, a devil squadron leader from the Huting stronghold was wielding a katana in his hand and howling madly at a group of puppet soldiers.

In front of the broken door of the stronghold, which was blown up by a grenade, there was a neat row of corpses, there were six of them, in this era of war where human lives were like mustard, it was naturally impossible to be treated like this by the devil soldiers, it was naturally impossible to be the corpses of the puppet army.

In the hysterical mad howl, the squadron leader continued to wave the katana with one hand, and grabbed the neck of a middle-headed two devils with the other hand, and the hideous saliva sprayed the two devils in the face:

"Didn't you say that there were only about fifty guerrillas?"

"Where did the people who attacked the stronghold yesterday come from?"

Through the surviving devils and puppet soldiers, as well as on-site investigations, this squadron leader easily estimated that the Eighth Route Army that attacked here was about a hundred people, and they were well armed and equipped with a large number of machine guns.

"Taijun."

"Taijun."

Hearing the translation of the translator on the side, the second devil said in a panicked tone:

"This can't be the guerrillas hiding in the mountains, they can't have such equipment, it should be the regular army of the Eighth Road, yes, this must be the regular army of the Eighth Road."

"The guerrillas have called for reinforcements."

"The only person who has contact with the regular troops is the captain of the guerrillas, and he is very guarded, and I really can't inquire about this."

"Eighth Route Regular Army."

Repeating a sentence, the anger on the face of the devil squadron leader disappeared instantly, he put away his katana, put down the neck of the puppet army, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up a smile: "Yo Xi, Yo Xi, I came just in time, I was looking for them, I didn't expect to come by myself!" ”

Obviously, this old devil was not sad and angry because of the casualties of six imperial troops, and the hysterical howl was just because of his personal personality and preferences.

Suddenly, the leader of the devil squadron looked at the two devils who were still kneeling on the ground:

"Immediately go and inquire clearly, where did this group of Eighth Route Regulars come from! And figure out where they are. ”

According to the direct order from Taiyuan, if the troops of Li Yunlong of the Independent Regiment were discovered, they needed to report to Taiyuan immediately, and if not, they should deal with it on their own according to the enemy's strength or report to the wing commander.

"Yes, Taijun."

The second devil, who was still kneeling on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

Patting his white-gloved hands, the devil squadron leader waved his hand and let his subordinates leave with six devil corpses, during which he did not have the slightest sad expression on his face, and even a little happy all the time.

Seeing the devil leave, the second devil who was kneeling on the ground just now suddenly stood up, his face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted at the people around him:

"What are you looking at?"

The crazy tone was like a mold carved out: "Hurry up and repair the house, and also, find a pit for these corpses and bury them, and whoever is lazy today will not receive any money at the end of the month." ”

He pointed to the corpses of the puppet soldiers that had been randomly piled up on the side.

"This door-picker."

"I don't have the ability, but I learned Taijun's temper quite similarly."

The helpless two devil soldiers scolded and began to work.

In the busyness, the two devils gradually changed from scolding and unhappiness to being frightened.

"Hey, what the fuck did this really eight ways do? That regular army is so ruthless? It's all sieveed. ”

A second devil turned over the corpse on the ground, feeling his tongue tremble.

After fighting with the guerrillas for so long, it was the first time they had seen such a way of death. Almost every dead second devil has at least three to five bullet holes in his body, and Mauser's pointed bullet is full of power, and the hit is a complete penetrating wound.

"This little devil's food is not so delicious."

The thought of facing such a dense bullet in the future, the other two devils also trembled their tongues.

Suddenly, boom boom······ In the distance, another explosion was heard.

The devils who hadn't gone far yet, and the puppet soldiers who were already busy heard the sound and looked in the direction where the explosion came from······

"This seems to be the village where Huang Laizi and they are stationed."

A puppet muttered to himself.

······

Day 2.

Tiger Pavilion stronghold.

The arrogant and crazy devil squadron leader before was lowering his head at this time, and honestly reported to his captain:

"Yesterday, the garrisons of the Imperial Association Army in two villages were attacked, and the attacking force was about two squads, the other side was equipped with a large number of machine guns, and the ammunition was very sufficient, and it was the regular troops of the Eighth Route Army."

"According to the information coming from the guerrillas in the inner line, these newly emerged Eighth Routes are a company from the 772nd Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, and their mission is to support the guerrillas."

"There is no artillery in the opposing troops."

"772nd Regiment."

"A company."

"Not equipped with artillery."

Hearing these messages, the captain was also relieved.

It doesn't seem to be Li Yunlong.

Also, such a long distance and all mountain roads, even if Li Yunlong wanted to send troops to support this side, the supplies would not be able to come, and besides, after defeating Oshima Suga Nakasa's brigade, he himself would probably suffer heavy losses.

Arrogance is arrogance, but this devil captain is also very self-aware, if it is the reinforcements sent by the independent regiment more than 70 kilometers away, then he is afraid that he will report it immediately and shrink his troops.

The other party is a ruthless man who has crippled a full-fledged brigade of a division regiment, the strongest regiment in the Eighth Route Army, even if it suffers heavy losses now, I am afraid that it will be very tricky for a garrison brigade of a second-line division to deal with.

At this moment, a staff officer outside the door ran in:

"Report, the stronghold of Hosomura has been attacked, and the strength is about a company..."

"Yaga!"

Hearing the news, the captain of the devil team slapped the table, and his tone was murderous: "A mere company, dare to be so arrogant, and it is too indifferent to take our imperial army in his eyes." ”

No wonder he was angry.

According to the establishment, the strength of a company is about two squads, that is, a maximum of one hundred and twenty people, and the fact that this number of troops dares to launch repeated attacks on his territory really makes the captain feel that he is despised.

With a brigade of more than 600 imperial troops here, is it too bold for a company of your Eighth Route Army to dare to launch attacks everywhere?

Do you really think that guerrilla warfare is invincible? Think the Imperial Army can't catch up with you?

"Command."

He immediately gave the order: "The first, second squadrons, cavalry squads assemble. ”

······

Day 6.

"What's going on?"

Looking at Shen Quan, who came back an hour later than the scheduled time, with blood stains on his face, and the troops behind him who obviously suffered some casualties, Sun Desheng, who was thinking about fishing for the little devil's motorcycle, was a little puzzled.

"with a squad of little devils."

Shen Quan snorted and scolded: "The little devils scattered the troops and divided them into small teams to act, after I attacked a puppet army station, I encountered an ambush by a devil squad on the way. ”

"What about the casualties?"

Sun Desheng was not much surprised.

This matter is expected, and the little devil is not a fool, and he will definitely divide his troops to intercept it.

"Fuck."

"The little devil left the stronghold and didn't support, and actually ambushed outside."

"It's a big loss."

Shen Quan continued to scold, his face gloomy:

"The first time I encountered an ambush by a devil, the recruits moved a beat slower, and they were too concentrated, and they were bombarded by the little devil grenadiers. Labor and management did not bring mortars, and were pressed and beaten by little devils. ”

"This time there were more than 30 casualties, and 18 soldiers died alone."

"Seventy percent of the recruits is a bit too much, and the combat effectiveness of the troops has a greater impact, and the best situation should be that the veterans and new recruits account for half of the total."

Speaking of this, Shen Quan's face was almost gloomy as ink.

It was a mistake that shouldn't have been, but he was chaotic and he couldn't control the situation quickly.

"More than 30 casualties."

Sun Desheng was a little embarrassed, this is indeed a bit much.

Now the new companies of each battalion are Dalian establishment, and one company has a full 150 people, but more than 30 people, which is also a casualty of one-fifth, and more than one-tenth of the casualties.

However, in the case of an ambush by devils, only more than 30 casualties were killed, and only 18 soldiers were sacrificed, which was already very good.

And.

There are more than 30 casualties on Shen Quan's side, and the little devil's side must be uncomfortable, who won't fight back if he is beaten? The independent regiment, even if it is a recruit, is a howling recruit.

Then he looked at the troops behind Shen Quan.

At this time, all the new soldiers of this company had a thick exhaustion on their faces, and their eyes were resolute.

Obviously, after being ambushed just now, and counterattacking in battle, these fighters have experienced a rebirth.

At the same time.

Inside the Tiger Pavilion stronghold.

The captain also looked at the report in his hand with a gloomy face, and his chest was rising and falling violently.

"Yaga..."

After being silent for a while, he slammed the report in his hand to the ground, and howled angrily: "Waste, all of them are waste, a small team of the dignified empire, ambushed a company of the Eighth Route Army, and there were thirty-seven people in pieces." ”

"If it weren't for the subsequent arrival of reinforcements, I'm afraid I would have been completely annihilated by the enemy."

"Who's that squad leader?"

"Let him..."

I wanted to say that I didn't have to come back, so I committed suicide, but a squad leader, he was still reluctant, he was a second-line division garrison brigade, and there was a great shortage of qualified officers. It's also very difficult to replenish.

"Captain Ikeda has broken jade..."

The debriefing staff officer replied weakly.

The captain of the devil team froze on the spot.

"Captain."

A squadron leader on the side hurriedly interjected:

"According to the soldiers who fled back, the Eighth Route Army we faced this time was very unusual, not only the firepower was very strong, the machine guns were almost universally popularized to the squad, and the bullets were sufficient, and those soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were also elite veterans, with quick reactions, sharp movements, accurate shooting, and the first time to respond when attacked, and they also dared to charge when fighting."

"This company should come from its so-called main regiment."

"And the number was also beyond our expectations, about one hundred and fifty. It is more than twice the strength of a small team, and it is indeed a little weak in the face of the Eighth Route Army of this size. ”

"Much of the blame for this failure is a mistake in the newspaper."

"I suggest that we should operate in two squads."

"Secondly, you don't need to be too angry, although the losses of our imperial army this time are huge, the losses of the Eighth Route Army are probably only a lot more."

Hearing this, the captain of the devil team obviously looked a lot better.

"Just do as you say."

The Devil Captain nodded.