"Withdraw."

After Li Yunlong retreated for a long distance with the convoy, Zhang Dabiao was ready to retreat.

First, a round of ferocious firepower repelled the fifth wave of the devil's attack, and then planted some improvised mines on the position, and Zhang Dabiao took the first battalion and the second artillery company to leave.

When the devils in Yuxian County gritted their teeth and prepared to launch the sixth wave of attacks, they found that the Eighth Route Army, which was more ferocious than the A Division, had already retreated.

"Zhongzuo, the Eighth Route Army has retreated."

The squadron leader in charge of the attack cried tears of joy.

He had never fought such a tough battle in his life.

The people under his command are all new soldiers, the command is hard, and the gang on the opposite side is outrageously powerful, not only the artillery fire is fierce, the machine gun is also fierce and scary, and it is also equipped with a heavy machine gun that can directly smash people, and the combat experience is also very rich.

His squadron had only participated in two attacks, and had already suffered nearly half of its casualties.

After sending people to search around, they confirmed that the Eighth Route Army, which had repelled their five attacks before, had indeed retreated, and hurriedly reported to the captain.

"Retreated?"

Unexpectedly, after receiving the news, instead of being happy, the captain's face changed drastically on the spot.

The higher the position, the wider the horizon.

He knew that the Independent Regiment had come to steal the rails, or that it would be more appropriate to rob them.

Although he launched five attacks, and even had a group charge, the total battle time was not long, and each time he was repulsed by the opponent's strong firepower, and the casualties of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side were absolutely low.

Retreat at this time, that means...

"Quick, send the scout cavalry to the Saigo section of the railroad tracks to take a look."

The captain hurriedly ordered.

More than a dozen devils on horseback quickly rushed forward along the railroad tracks, and on the way, an unlucky guy happened to step on a mine, and was killed on the spot, and the remaining devils quickly arrived in Saigo.

By the faint light of torches and flashlights, the cavalry devils saw a bare railroad track, with no end in sight, and a pile of ore and a very small amount of coarse grain next to the vanished railroad track.

The devil cavalry brandished their whips and ran from head to tail, measuring the approximate distance of the disappearing rails.

Five kilometers.

The news was quickly reported to the captain, and the captain's face changed again, and he immediately informed the Daochuan of Yuxian County of the news, and by the way, he also reported the casualties that had just been counted.

Yu County.

Shimakawa did not call the Taiyuan headquarters this time.

This kind of thing is very common, generally there is a problem with the line, Yuxian is far away from Taiyuan, it is normal, while sending someone to check the telephone line, Daochuan is ready to send it by telegram.

But at this time, telegrams from the front also came.

"Dazuo, the front line is urgent."

"Read!"

Hearing the emergency call, but the front line, Shimakawa realized that this was not good news.

"The Eighth Route Army, which attacked the railway, has retreated."

The first sentence of the staff officer, Shimakawa looked at his watch, and his face looked a little better.

It is not long, then the loss will not be too great.

Although last time this independent regiment showed a strong ability to cut rails, this time there were more people than last time, but now it is night, the efficiency of cutting rails will be several times slower than during the day, and there are protective trenches several meters wide.

"According to the preliminary investigation of the reconnaissance cavalry, the Eighth Route Army stole the railway tracks about five to six kilometers long, and the sleepers were basically not damaged."

"More than five kilometers of railroad tracks were stolen?"

Shimakawa's face changed as soon as he recovered.

More than five kilometers, more than three times as much as the last time, this night, stealing such a long track in such a short time, how did that gang of dirt eight roads do it. Even his sapper team can't do it in a day!

"What about the loss of personnel?"

Shimakawa sighed and asked directly.

He also looked away.

Five kilometers is five kilometers, the damage is serious, it will take a long time to repair, and there is a serious shortage of spare rails, but it has already happened, and it is useless to be angry.

Moreover.

Compared with the 10,000th Route Army, this is just a small thing.

If there is no effective way to deal with the more than 10,000 Eighth Route Army, which is comparable to the elite divisions of the empire, I am afraid that if the railroad tracks have just been repaired today, Li Yunlong will come again tomorrow.

"According to preliminary statistics, there were 630 casualties, 320 Yu, and two mountain artillery pieces were damaged."

The staff officer's answer made Shimakawa frown.

In charge of the command was a senior group leader under him, who had previously worked in a permanent division and regiment and was transferred to him only after being wounded.

Even so, in such a short period of time, the reinforcements of the three brigades, totaling 2,000 people, actually suffered a quarter of the casualties, and the number of jade crushers was as high as two squadrons, and even the mountain artillery was destroyed.

"That's right."

Shimakawa suddenly thought of the train that had been stopped:

"How's the train in condition? Send a technician to take a look and get back all the parts that can be recovered. ”

"Train..."

The staff officer looked at the telegram in his hand, paused for a moment, and then continued:

"No trains were found around the railway, only traces of falling to the ground, traces of explosions, and some carriage planks, ores and a very small amount of grain, and it is speculated that the train was dismantled and stolen by the Eighth Route Army."

"Nani?"

Shimakawa was stunned for a moment, a little hard to believe:

"Don't see the train?"

"Dismantled and stolen by the Eighth Route Army?"

How much does a train weigh?

This time it was the head of the locomotive of the imperial standard, with a total weight of more than 150 tons, excluding coal and water, and the dry weight of steel alone was 110 tons, and this was only the towing locomotive, plus the carriages, each of which used 10 tons of steel, and 10 carriages, plus the tail carriage, totaled 117 tons. One train totals 217 tons of steel.

And the train is not comparable to the rails, it is very difficult to disassemble, the parts are complex, the connection is tight, there are riveting and welding, professional disassembly tools are required, and it is disassembled and taken away in such a short time?

Even with bombs, it can't be so fast.

"Hey, I've checked with the frontline troops."

The staff officer bowed his head and handed the telegram in his hand to Shimakawa.

Shimakawa froze on the spot.

In less than four hours, more than five kilometers of railroad tracks were dismantled, and one train was also dismantled·····

At this time, the jingle bell...

Shimakawa, who had not yet recovered from the powerful dismantling ability of the Independent Regiment, picked up the phone, and came from Yoshimoto's voice with a hoarse and weak taste:

"Hi, General Yoshimoto."

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That day.

Zhangjiakou.

Headquarters of the Mongolian Army.

At this moment, the headquarters was still brightly lit, and a group of high-ranking officers were mingling inside, playing and singing, discussing the bright future and far-reaching future of the Japanese brotherhood.

It was not until eleven o'clock that night that it gradually stopped, and several senior officers, surrounded by a group of adjutants, walked out of the headquarters, got into a car, and drove towards a high-ranking residence on the side of the headquarters.

"There's Zhuang Benfan, and he got into the second car."

"The other two lieutenant generals are also there."

Not far away, Wang Gensheng, who was hiding in the shadows, was relieved when he heard the report from the observer.

When the Honzhuang convoy arrived in Zhangjiakou, Wang Gensheng did not make a move, because at that time, he could only kill this old devil alone, and the other two big fish would inevitably be alert, so he would have no chance.

In order to catch more big fish, Wang Gensheng chose to wait.

Wait for the send-off banquet after the group completes the handover of the commander.

Through the information given by Boss Chen, he knew that the devil commander here in Zhangjiakou generally lives on the façade of a high-end Japanese-style building outside the headquarters, and the headquarters is nearly two miles away from this high-end Japanese-style building.

"They walked towards that Japanese villa."

The scout continued.

"Do it."

Wang Gensheng gave the order softly:

"Make sure you take out Honjo Shigeru first."

A few minutes later, in an open area, in the center of the devil's convoy, a violent explosion suddenly rose, and the violent explosion shock wave even spread hundreds of meters away.

And the center of the explosion was the second car of the devil's convoy, that is, the vehicle in which Shigeru Honjo was riding.

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