Hu Pengsheng and Huang Jinshan were trapped in the Changbai Mountains by the Japanese army. Hu Zhiyong instructed them to take the opportunity to train the new recruits. He believed that tens of thousands of people with sufficient food would not suffer losses. If they had to fight to open a bloody road, it would be a lose-lose result.
The Blood Wolf Team is not far from Xifengkou in the Yanshan Mountains. Surrounded by low mountains and hills, you can clearly see the heroic scene of the 29th Army fighting bravely to kill the Japanese invaders. The main Japanese troops arrived and ordered to capture all entrances to the Great Wall within three days.
.The infantry, under the cover of aircraft and artillery, attacked Xifengkou, Gubeikou and other places across the board.
The main force of the 19th Army also arrived one after another. Zhao Dengyu led his troops to hide in secluded places on various peaks and mountains, waiting for the enemy's artillery fire to temporarily stop. When the enemy soldiers approached, they swarmed out and killed them with broadswords. The 37th Division Zhao Dengyu, Wang Zhibang, Tong Zeguangsan
A brigade arrived, and Zhao Dengyu led his team to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese troops near Xifengkou. They carried swords and killed with loud noises, and several highlands were lost and recovered.
"One, two... Damn, thirteen cannonballs didn't explode. Which arsenal produced these?" Wen Liang counted the cannonballs flying toward the enemy and couldn't help but curse loudly.
The 29th Army originally belonged to Feng Yuxiang's Northwest Army. After Feng Yuxiang failed in the Central Plains War with Chiang Kai-shek, he was incorporated into it by Chiang Kai-shek, so it was often ignored. When it went to Xifengkou, the 29th Army had more than 20,000 troops, but its equipment was extremely poor and its heavy weapons were very weak.
There were few soldiers and insufficient ammunition. The rifles they used were not only old in style but also insufficient in quantity. Many of them were not equipped with bayonets, so each person was equipped with a large knife.
Dechang was also counting. He was counting the Japanese heads chopped off by the National Army soldiers with their machetes. Yongxiang watched the battlefield calmly, looking at the subordinates who pretended to be doing nothing from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
"Captain, are we visiting or studying? We don't need this kind of tactics from them, right?" Wen Liang finally couldn't help it and sat down close to Yongxiang.
"Yes!" Dechang scratched his scalp: "When we first came here, we were able to enjoy ourselves with sniper rifles. Why haven't we been allowed to do it these two days?"
"Are you in a hurry?" Yongxiang looked around the crowd.
"I'm so anxious that I can't even pee!" Wen Liang said cheerfully.
"The battle between the two sides is fierce now, but the Xifengkou national army will defend desperately. Even if we join the battle formation, we will not attract many soldiers from the little devils. Although the killing of the national army is tragic, the blow to the little devils is not small. The purpose of the young master
It is to consume the elite of the Japanese Kwantung Army, so we must learn to be patient!"
Yongxiang analyzed the battlefield situation and told everyone what the young master meant. After a pause, he pointed at various passes at Xifengkou and said: "Twenty thousand people are going to deal with the Kwantung Army's sea, land and air, but the commander-in-chief of the national army still doesn't want to fight!"
"Fortunately, the terrain here is favorable to the national army!" Wen Liang sighed and kicked the weeds on the ground: "The veteran is killing someone with a borrowed knife!"
"Yes!" Yongxiang stood up: "Feng Yuxiang is a thorn in his side, and Zhang Xueliang's Northeastern Army is a serious problem for him. He has not openly sent troops to suppress them, but he will use the Japanese sword to kill these people!"
"What are we doing here?" Dechang asked in confusion.
"While waiting for the national army to retreat, a sudden attack from the rear will drag down the little devils!" Yongxiang told the purpose of the Blood Wolf here, looked at everyone and said: "There is no base here for us to replenish ammunition consumption, so,
Every bullet must be left at the end to give the little devil a fatal blow!"
"A fatal blow?" Wen Liang blinked and said, "Captain, we seized the Japs' gasoline on the way here. If we use the bottles and cans to make Molotov cocktails, will the Japs give us the most beautiful flames?"
dance?"
"Smart!" Yongxiang praised Wen Liang: "Yes, each team will collect bottles and cans, and we will burn Red Cliff for the little devil!"
The main structure of the Molotov cocktail is: a glass bottle, which is half filled with flammable liquid, such as gasoline or alcohol; the mouth of the bottle is blocked with an airtight plug such as plastic, rubber, etc.; the mouth of the bottle is tied with a piece of cloth as a guide. Before use, remove the cloth
The glass bottle is soaked in flammable liquid, and the bottle is thrown out after igniting the cloth. The glass bottle hits the target and breaks, and the flammable liquid is poured on the target and is ignited by the fire, which can cause certain blocking and killing capabilities.
Wen Liang did an even better job. He filled the porcelain jar with gasoline, threw it out, and ignited it with other incendiary bottles. The gasoline on the two cars made a lot of incendiary bombs, waiting for the opportunity to give the little devil a big meal.
It has been the seventh day of staying here, and the national army has no intention of giving up the defense. Yongxiang said to Wen Liang: "Take your squadron to scout the little devil's logistics. Let's get some food tonight!"
"Yes!" Wen Liang had already felt bored after not eating comfortable and delicious food for seven days. Thinking that the little devil used cans produced by Zhuanghe, he was ecstatic: "If we can get more, let's go and give them to the brothers in the national army.
Give me some!"
"Yes!" Yongxiang said happily: "What a great idea, let's send some delicious food to the national army!"
In order to facilitate transportation and guarding, Japanese military supplies are in Sanyijing Village outside Kuancheng County. There is a so-called special forces here, which is not a special operations force like the Blood Wolf.
The special forces are mainly responsible for the distribution and management of food, ammunition, medicine, gasoline and other supplies, and their quality is much worse than that of the front-line troops. Wen Liang led a squadron of more than 100 people and secretly rejoiced when he watched the military vehicles passing by.
"Squadron leader, shall we attack the car secretly?" The seventh squad leader approached Wen Liang, who had already figured out the squadron leader's plan.
"Take two people down and seize the car that's being repaired on the road!" Wen Liang pointed to the road and gave the task to the team leader.
"Broken car?" The squad leader didn't understand. Isn't it a burden to seize a car that can't be driven?
"Kill the Japs and push the car into the middle of the road to block the passage!" Wen Liang frowned slightly and rolled his eyes as he explained all the steps of the plan.
"Okay!" The team leader understood and blocked the way with a broken vehicle. The special team wanted to capture a large number of military vehicles!
Japanese military uniforms are the cosmetic props that special operators must bring before setting off. The three special operators carrying guns and strutting onto the road did not attract the attention of the little Japanese.
Approaching the car, the squad leader took out his cigarette and said in Japanese: "Come on, take a rest while I repair your car. I hope you can take us to the front line."
"Yo Xi!" In fluent Japanese, the little Japanese was prepared to prevent the Chinese army from attacking on the road outside the military camp. He took the cigarette and shouted to another Japanese soldier: "Second lieutenant, this officer knows how to repair cars, let him help.
Let’s go and make it easier!”
"Yes, it's convenient." The team leader smiled cheerfully: "It's not good for those who are in the limelight, you have to work there!"
The team leader pointed to a forest, and the little devil nodded: "Ha Yi!"
"Grandma!" When he saw the little Jaap walking towards the woods, the team leader couldn't help but cursed. The two soldiers had already separated and followed the Japanese army quietly into the woods.
The Japanese army's car transport team loaded with ammunition and food came over and saw a car lying across the middle. The Japanese squadron leader ran over, looked at the special forces team members fiercely and said: "Quickly, we have to go to the front line."
"Major, please call a few more people to help. The things on this car are too heavy and we can't push them!" The team leader spread his hands and asked the little devil to get out of the car and help.
"Get out of the car and come over to help!"
"Hayi!"
Just as the major was about to turn around, he suddenly saw more than a hundred Kwantung Army troops rushing out from both sides of the road. What surprised him even more was that these men suddenly broke the neck of the driver who got out of the car and dragged him towards the woods on the roadside.
He was startled. Before he opened his mouth to shout, a big hand appeared on his neck and throat. Before he died, he understood that this was a Chinese! He was unwilling to give in and grabbed the other person's arm tightly with both hands, hoping to escape.
The tragic end of suffocation.
"Repent!" The squad leader hit him on the bridge of the nose with his left fist, and with two fingers, he was finished.
Pushing the cart, getting on the cart, and driving, the Blood Wolf Team took on the task of transportation without haste, and headed towards Anda Stone Village like a whirlwind.
The National Army in Xifengkou discovered a strange thing. A squadron of fifty trucks with a load of 1.5 tons, all capable members in purple leather jackets, walked down from it. They raised their hands and shouted loudly: "National Army"
Brothers, we took away the little devil’s logistics and brought you ammunition and food!”
"Who are you?" A battalion commander who was lying on the battlefield straightened up and asked majestically.
"We are from the Rehe Autonomous Province. Send some people who know how to drive here to get the supplies away as soon as possible!" Wen Liang was anxious. If he stayed here for a long time, the little devil would finish them off with just one cannonball!
"Rehe Army?" The battalion commander waved his hand: "You retreat, I will send someone over!"
"Yes, yes." Wen Liang couldn't help but admire that the national army's actions showed their vigilance. He asked all the soldiers to get out of the car, walked towards the distance and shouted: "The supplies are for you, please send the cars back!"
Fifty trucks of supplies suddenly made Zhao Dengyu extremely happy. He ran over in person and saw the first batch of cars coming.
"Brothers from the Rehe Army are asked to drive over. We are so rude when people come to deliver supplies!" As a brigade commander, Zhao Dengyu knew the value of this batch of supplies. What's more, they snatched them from the Japs with all their strength and gave them all away without touching anything.
got them.
"Yes, I'll go down in person!" The defensive battalion commander jumped out of the trench and ran towards where Wen Liang and the others were standing.
The misunderstanding was resolved, Wen Liang nodded: "That's right, we can talk again after we deliver the supplies to the position."
Not daring to waste any time, Wen Liang waved his hand and the soldiers quickly jumped into the cab. The car roared forward and soon reached a safe area behind the national army position.
After jumping out of the car, Wen Liang was already caught by Zhao Dengyu's hand. He shouted excitedly: "As long as I have food and ammunition, I won't have to worry about it for ten and a half days!"
Wen Liang knew that even though fifty cars contained a lot of goods, it was almost a drop in the bucket in terms of consumption on the battlefield of 20,000 people. He felt very guilty for consuming such a small amount in ten and a half days: "Commander Zhao, what a waste."
Sorry for you!"
"No, no." Zhao Dengyu said repeatedly: "I know that you have caused a lot of trouble for the Japanese behind enemy lines, and I also know that you are trying your best to help us. These supplies are so critical. Look at my position. There is not a single artillery shell, machine gun or rifle.
They are all turned into fire sticks. The only thing left now is a shoulder, a head, and the only big blade in the hand!"
Wen Liang was surprised: "Is there no ammunition being transported from the rear?"
"The rear?" Zhao Dengyu said with a bitter smile: "That belongs to Chiang Kai-shek. We are raised by our stepmothers, and they will not give us any supplies!"
"No!" Wen Liang got angry and said to the soldier on the walkie-talkie: "Tell the captain that I want to use a car to go to Peiping to transport a batch of supplies to the 29th Army!"