Chapter 118: A pack of wolves emerges from the mountain (6)
Chapter 118: A pack of wolves emerges from the mountain (6)
The Japanese army did not dare to provoke the Ma'anshan troops, but on February 17 they captured Chaoyang, Beipiao, Pingquan, Lingyuan, Jianping and Chengde. Hou Dashun, who was semi-surrounded, seemed happy to see this situation, which made most military commanders unhappy.
understand.
"The more space he occupies, the more his troops will be dispersed!" Hou Dashun looked at the map and said: "As long as we successfully capture the three towns south of the paddock, there is nothing the little devil can do to us!"
"Three towns occupy two of our regiments. Is the defense in the southeast too weak?" Ma Xiandeng looked at the mountains in the south worriedly, as if he was not very satisfied with Hou Dashun's arrangement.
"Don't worry! The 53rd Army withdrew to Xifengkou, Lengkou and other places, and the 41st, 63rd, and 55th Army withdrew to Weichang, Duolun, and Guyuan respectively. Our main purpose now is to attract the enemy's troops. The national army is very
We will counterattack soon!" Hou Dashun became more and more like a shrewd military strategist, and quickly judged that the Japanese army and the Chinese army would fight a stalemate.
The generals suddenly became enlightened. It turned out that this place had become a piece of fat that was difficult to swallow, making the little devils always on tenterhooks.
"Where did the Blood Wolf team go?" Ma Xiandeng suddenly remembered that it seemed as if this team suddenly disappeared.
"In the heart of the enemy!" Hou Dashun did not specify the place, but it was obvious enough.
"Haha, the little devil will probably suffer a big loss!"
Every time the blood wolf attacks, it is a very difficult task!
This time, Hu Zhiyong sent a bloody wolf to Jinzhou to fly back the only six remaining planes at the airport there. Yongxiang was shocked when he received the task: "Who can fly a plane?"
"Friends of Country M!" Hu Zhiyong spent a lot of money to hire ten retired pilots from Country M, paying a one-time salary of one million as salary within three years.
As soon as Yongxiang heard that there were pilots coming, he hurriedly asked who was escorting him. When he learned that more than 300 people had been sent back from Korea, he happily asked: "Our brigade is going to expand again?"
"Yes!" Hu Zhiyong called back: "Two battalions, divided into six squadrons!"
Jinzhou Xiaolingzi Airport is only seven kilometers away from Jinzhou City. A squadron of Japanese troops occupied four bunkers. There were power grids, trenches, mines and other arrangements outside the airport.
When Yongxiang came back from the investigation, he beat his temples and said, "It's very difficult to get in!"
"Captain, I have a good plan!" Wen Liang looked at Yongxiang with a smile.
"Say!" Yongxiang glared at him dissatisfied.
"The devil's gasoline truck!"
"Yes!" Yongxiang suddenly jumped up and said to Wen Liang, who was making suggestions: "Keep talking!"
"I seized the Japanese army's gasoline truck and drained the oil. I opened a hole at the bottom of the tank and ten or eight people could get in without any problem!" Wen Liang deliberately stopped here, hesitated and asked with a smile: "
You only need to aim at the four turrets and prepare to fire, and I will drive them out in the car after I send them to the plane!"
Although Wen Liang said it was easy, everyone knows that a mission like this is almost a narrow escape!
Yongxiang nodded, performing such a task requires not only courage and wisdom, but also extraordinary skill!
"Okay! You can choose the people in the Blood Wolf Team!" Yongxiang agreed and asked him to choose the best warriors.
"My squadron and I have a tacit understanding, so let's lead the seventh team!" Wen Liang smiled bitterly: "There is no coward among the blood wolves, and there is not much difference in personal technical and combat abilities."
"Okay! When you leave the airport, I will order an attack!" Yongxiang said no more and told him that the attack time would be the moment he walked out of the airport.
"No!" Wen Liang said hurriedly: "When the planes are in the sky, you have to fire the cannonballs as soon as possible! Comrades, our lives and lives are not important. What is important is the lives of the planes and friendly troops!"
They were junior brothers, orphans who grew up together. They all knew what was important in the face of great right and wrong, so Yongxiang could only hold Wen Liang's hands and keep shaking them.
At the foot of Shuangzi Mountain is the passage from Qinhuangdao to Jinzhou. Two cars carrying gasoline drove over. The monkey-like gentleness jumped up and opened the door to force the Japanese driver out of the car. He turned the steering wheel with one hand and rushed in, fiercely
He stepped on the car's brakes.
"Squeaky!"
The car stopped, and the Japanese soldier who was sleeping in the co-driver's seat hit his head against the glass of the car. Wen Liang slashed it with his palm and kicked him out of the car with all his strength. The soldiers ambush on the roadside hurriedly carried the Japanese soldier into the woods.
, asking for useful confessions in fluent Japanese.
To Wen Liang's surprise, there was a box-type supply truck behind it, which could hold all ten people in it. However, he still drove the truck very carefully and asked six American friends to get inside with pistols and lock the door.
The door.
The airport was in the rear and heavily guarded. The kid just looked at the pass and let them pass. Wen Liang drove into the airport and suddenly felt dizzy.
"No, kid, the plane is about to take off!"
The Japanese army had filled up the plane with fuel, and the pilot was exchanging signatures with the ground crew to receive it. Wen Liang gritted his teeth and drove over, pressing several people under the wheels. He jumped down and hurriedly opened the box truck that was following behind.
Tell the Americans to get on the plane and take off.
The living Japanese soldiers were stunned. You don't have to do this if you change pilots, right? How did you kill someone?
"Baga, they are volunteers!"
A little Japanese second lieutenant suddenly understood that these people were here to rob the plane. Looking at the Americans wearing helmets, the second lieutenant drew out his saber and was about to chop them down.
"Fuck you!" Now was not the time to shoot. Wen Liang tried his best to buy time for the pilot. He kicked the second lieutenant on the chin, stared at the stunned ground crew and said: "We are performing a special mission.
, please don’t talk too much!”
The Japanese army was confused and thought he was trying to seize the plane, but he was wearing a comfortable military uniform and spoke fluent Japanese. They said he was one of their own, so why did they kill their own pilot? The ground crew were not as smart and smart as the combat troops.
In a blink of an eye, six planes took off into the sky.
Seeing that his task was completed, Wen Liang smiled stupidly: "Farewell, I wish you good luck!"
"He-why did he drive away the gasoline car again?" A mechanic in his forties looked at it in surprise and couldn't help but ask the person next to him.
"Idiot!" A person with a higher position than him cursed in a low voice: "Stop talking, if you don't want to die!"
This mechanic can't be said to be unintelligent, but he didn't know that there were so many big fish flying over in the sky!
"Flying Fish?" None of them had ever seen the airport being bombarded. Of course, those who had seen it were very rare and survived. The moment the shell exploded, this group of people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg Amaterasu for blessings.
!
The shells had eyes, aimed at the four gun towers and exploded with a roar. The open space at the airport was the only safe place.
The car rushed from the inside to the outside, and the Japanese military gate guard could guard it. After the car had driven far away, a cheerful farewell firecracker sounded from behind. Yongxiang, who had been looking at the airport gate with his binoculars, saw the car coming out.
Then he waved his hand fiercely: "Blow up the gate post for me!"
"Yes!" The two soldiers operated hurriedly, and a cannonball went straight to the group of mechanics on the airfield.
"Damn, I'll deduct a month's salary from you when you go back!" Yongxiang looked dissatisfied with his telescope and ordered another shot.
"Boom!" The cannonball flew away with anger, once again passing over the gate post and hitting the airport's gasoline depot.
Yongxiang was about to curse angrily when he saw the burning airport and smiled: "Let's go, your shooting skills are not good enough!"
"Report, we have never fired live ammunition!" This is the new soldier, reporting to his superiors aggrievedly.
"Let's go, let's go. I'll treat you to a big dinner when you get back!" Hearing that the new soldier had never fired artillery, Yongxiang was happy: "By accident, you set the little devil's gasoline depot on fire. You're lucky!"
Evacuate, you must evacuate quickly!
The Japanese army will impose martial law soon, and this group of people cannot stay here for one more minute!
"Let's go!" Dechang waved his hand and hurriedly ran towards the listening car convoy.
All dressed as Japanese soldiers, they drove cars towards Jianchang County. The actions of this group of people greatly surprised the Japanese army. The Japanese army, which was closely guarding the northern area, did not catch this big fish.
"Report, eyewitnesses confirmed that the group of people entered Qinglong County!" The Japanese intelligence officer took the telegram and hurriedly reported to Muto Nobuyoshi.
"Baga, a bunch of losers!"
Muto Nobuyoshi was angry. He did not expect that the Volunteer Army would seize the plane, and he did not expect that this group of people would not run northward, but instead run to Qinglong County, the front line of the battlefield. After missing the opportunity, the arrogant commander really admitted that the Volunteer Army was better than the country.
The regular army of the army is more difficult to deal with.
Hou Dashun stood on the hilltop behind the station looking south early in the morning. Ma Xiandeng asked in surprise: "Commander, what are you looking at?"
"airplane!"
"Airplane? The Japanese army is going to attack us today?" Ma Xiandeng was even more surprised. Can the commander just pinch him?
"The Japanese aircraft was recaptured by our Blood Wolf team!"
Hu Zhiyong laughed and told the story of this great joy.
"Haha, Xuelang went to Jinzhou!" Ma Xiandeng laughed and then his eyes widened: "They know how to fly a plane?"
"What the young master brought back from Los Angeles will be the instructor of our air force from now on." Hou Dashun then told the origin of the plan, and pointed in the direction of the airport and said: "The Russian communications division is waiting for the pilot to send back the message!"
"Commander, I will take people to pick up the Blood Wolf Team!" Hu Pengsheng, who is also a special force, spoke at this time. He was worried that the heroes would not be able to handle the large number of people and would be surrounded by little devils in Jinzhou.
"No need!" Hou Dashun smiled slightly: "They have evacuated to a safe area. Come on, the plane is coming soon. Let's go to the airport to greet them!"
The six planes started to open communications as soon as they took off. The Russian airport commander received the signal and reported the location to him. The plane moved forward smoothly, and suddenly saw a Japanese troop marching on the ground.
"beat!"
Meyer, who was on the first plane, pulled the control lever and leaned down to press the cannon.
"Da da da da!"
The machine gun roared cheerfully, and the Japanese army was immediately knocked to the ground. The Japanese commander gritted his teeth with hatred, pulled out his command knife and held it up: "Give them all!"
The Japanese troops looked at each other. Can the 38 rifles in their hands be used to make planes? Why don’t our troops have anti-aircraft guns?