"It's more than two feet deep in the middle." Wan Xiaohua was soaked in water. He walked quickly to the shore with his big waist and hurriedly got on his pants. Zhao Tianqing helped him put on his jacket.

"Okay. I really give you a face." Wan Laohua's angular face showed a smile, which made Wan Xiaohua look over his eyes.

"Let's go down the bridge and put it on. How about it? Boy, is it okay?" Zhao Qingtian took two packs of explosives wrapped in oilcloth and raised his eyebrows at Wan Xiaohua.

"It's okay to swim ten more times." Wan Xiaohua shook his arm and shook off the jacket on his body.

The two of them wrapped explosives on their backs and climbed under the dam to the Burgundy Bridge. They could drive two trucks of Burgundy Bridge. From top to bottom, they were made of wood: wood piles, wood racks, wood Boards, wooden railings, turbulent river water, made wooden stakes crackle.

At both ends of the bridge, the enemy guarding the roof of the artillery tower, Titicaca's cough and sputum sound were heard very clearly. They climbed under the bridge lightly. Wan Xiaohua stepped on Zhao Tianqing's shoulders and climbed up the wooden stake Climb. Then take the explosives out of the oil cloth and place them on the bridge pile.

Zhao Qingtian also climbed up and checked it carefully. Connect the detonator and wires. He slowly put it upside down along the wooden stakes. He arrived at the bridgehead. He was about to leave the Kuomin Bridge. He was giggling. Countless heavy footsteps came from The bridge top was uploaded. The two of them immediately retreated to the bridge and kept it hidden by the bridge pile.

A piece of leftover cigarette butts, with a big red fire as big as a fingernail, rolled down from the bridge and fell into the water. It made a hissing sound. The car was whining and rolling on the bridge. The soil on the top of the bridge was shattered and fell straight towards them. After a long time, the car passed by. The heavy footsteps also disappeared. The original silence around the bridge immediately returned to its original silence.

Wan Xiaohua climbed out of the wooden bridge first. Zhao Tianqing ran up quickly with the wires. He hid the wires in the grass and pulled them to the top of the embankment and led to the outside of the embankment...

It was dawn. The sun was grinning on the horizon. On the top of the cannon tower, the sound of the horn sounded like a loud horn sounded when the coffin was held. Following the sound of the horn, the north end of the bridge The Japanese artillery tower also blew the flute. After a meal, the "one, two, one" command and heavy running sound came from the artillery tower; the Japanese artillery tower next to the bridgehead on the north side also passed by. "The howling of the thorns. The enemies of the two artillery towers separated by water were all out of trouble. On the roof of the artillery tower, a puppet army with a gun was facing south. They focused their minds and looked into the distance of the road.

Zhao Zhicheng looked back at the people beside him. Everyone was disguised very well. Even if they were five or seven steps away, it was difficult to tell that there was someone lying beneath the disguise. He moved his gaze to the south road. There were already some on the road at this time. Passersby.

Suddenly, a shout came from the roof of the artillery tower: "Here you come. You're showing your head." "Who, it's not. There are more than a hundred vehicles."

Several puppet troops appeared on the roof of the artillery tower. They pointed at the south and shouted, how to make a fool. How to make a fool? They were like a group of volunteer observers. They automatically reported the situation to Zhao Zhicheng and the others. Time Not big. From the south of the road, people shouted, donkeys and countless big trucks walking. The big trucks delivering wheat were rushing towards the place in rows of three, three rows. 10 A Japanese soldier carried a rifle on his shoulders. The distance was very long. He followed slowly on both sides of the cart. More than 20 puppet troops. Some walked on foot. Some sat on the cart and smoked. The enemy did not expect They will be attacked in broad daylight in front of their homes, which are so close to each other. They are not very vigilant. They walk and speak as if they are in the market or visiting relatives.

"Get it, get it, get it." A whip man wearing a straw hat and purple clothes sat on the front cart. He was yelling and driving a mule and a donkey. The whip was thrown to the top. Firecrackers were all ringing. The mouth kept shouting loudly, but the eyes couldn't stop looking into the dense fields.

"Bang.bang.bang..." Suddenly, a bean-like gunshot suddenly rang out. Wan Laohua led more than 40 team members and suddenly rushed out of the sorghum on both sides. Without saying a word, he was aiming at the enemy for a while. He shot hard. Several mullet guns kept firing. After Du Yijiu finished shooting one shot, he inserted it into his waist. He changed to a long spear and stabbed it. In a blink of an eye, he wiped out the enemy.

The "enemy attack" and "enemy attack" were shouting in the artillery tower in the north. The top of the artillery tower in the south also shouted loudly: "Captain Wang, come quickly. The enemy has hit the door."

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the whip man in a straw hat and purple clothes waved his whip at the long-drawn gray-calling donkey and shook it twice. The gray-calling donkey kicked tightly with four hooves. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The car quickly got off the highway. All the big lamai trucks followed closely and left the highway in a blink of an eye. They were no longer in the green gauze tent.

"Grain cart. Grain cart." "Grain cart let the second army intercept it." "Grandma, hurry up and chase it." "Snap the gun and intercept it." The enemy was panicked in the artillery tower. He shot at the cart he was pulling away.

The suspension bridges of two artillery towers fell down. A group of puppet soldiers with guns were panicked, and they didn't even look at the terrain opposite. They stepped onto the suspension bridge and chased outside. The other side of the bridge. A group of Japanese yelled and rushed to the wooden bridge.

A loud bang made the earth tremble. Even the two artillery towers seemed to shake. A thick smoke rose up and rose to half the sky. Several Japanese on the bridge were pushed by the huge air waves. It fell into the water like dumplings.

Dadada... Several machine guns sprayed out dense bullets, shooting at the puppet troops on the suspension bridge and the surviving Japanese on the wooden bridge.

The puppet soldiers running onto the suspension bridge heard the explosion and were killed or injured by machine guns before they could react. They were like ducks that were shocked by thunder. They left behind a piece of corpse and screamed. If you can't run, you will climb in; if you can't climb, you will roll into the protective ditch.

The suspension bridge was hurriedly pulled up. The two artillery towers in the north and south concentrated their firepower and began to shoot.

"Bang." An inadvertent gunshot sounded. Yang Shenghai's bullet accurately drilled into the shooting hole on the third floor of the artillery tower. The spitting flames stopped suddenly.

A Japanese sentry tilted his head on the roof of the artillery tower and aimed at it with a gun. Bang. The bullet hit his head. It immediately looked like a smashed urinal. The brain and blood splattered. The body suddenly fell down.

"Machine gun cover. Retreat in batches." Zhao Zhicheng waved his hand. The soldiers immediately retreated in an orderly manner. Only a few machine guns and a few snipers continued to suppress the artillery tower.
Chapter completed!