Hearing that troops would be sent to enemy-occupied areas, Huang Jinshan held a meeting overnight with cadres from each battalion and company to study. The commander of the guard company was a Manchu from Kuandian. He pointed to the map and said: "Here, Tianhua Mountain!"
Huang Jinshan followed the finger of the guard company commander and saw that Tianhua Mountain is located in the north of Guanshui Town, where transportation is inconvenient. He asked in surprise: "We lost hunting, where did you go and do what?"
"Commander, the terrain of Tianhua Mountain is difficult to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, it is a forest area and there is coal. If we use Tianhua Mountain as a base, we can attack the four main surrounding passages at any time!" The guard company commander smiled naively: "As long as we
The traffic arteries were blocked, and our results were unmatched by other companies."
"Well, you have a very good brain! Okay, you set off tonight. Remember, you are not allowed to reveal that you are Zhuang He's troops!"
"Yes!" The guard company commander saluted and said, "Captain, can I recruit people in my hometown?"
"Of course you need good soldiers, don't be too greedy. If a new unit is formed, you can recruit instructors from the security company to train first. Boy, be careful if you get into trouble, I will come back to deal with you!" Huang Jinshan smiled and immediately gave Xiaolian
Long the power to let go.
"Yes, I will definitely do a good job and give our regiment the first place!" After the guard company commander walked out, Huang Jinshan hurriedly picked up the phone and reported the target of their regiment's attack to Hu Zhiyong.
"Tianhua Mountain, here!" Hu Zhiyong looked at the map and said with the phone tucked around his neck: "It's a good location! Tell the troops that we will need the coal there in the future, and we must report the true situation!"
"Don't worry, young master, I've already told you!"
The commander of the guard company of the first regiment was Hou Dashun, who was 27 years old and had served as a squad leader in the Northeastern Army. That night, he set out with all his troops, three infantry platoons and one firepower platoon, a total of 149 people.
As an elite soldier of the first regiment, Hou Dashun's equipment is quite good. Eighteen machine guns, nine grenade launchers, two mortars, all assault rifles, sniper rifles, and a fur coat.
After marching for seven hours, they had traveled more than a hundred miles. Hou Dashun looked at the map with electricity and whispered: "We are not far from the target. Tell the sharp knife platoon to rest where you are!"
"Yes!" The correspondent ran away on horseback, while the company commander and fire platoon sat on the ground eating dry food.
This is Biangou, Hou Dashun's hometown. He knows that further northeast is Tianhua Mountain, which is sparsely populated and cannot be used for work. As the supervisor of the attack force, he must start work first, and then talk about establishing a base.
When I got home, it was already daybreak. There were more than a hundred families in the village who were so frightened when they saw the troops entering the village that they did not dare to come out. Hou Dashun's parents died early, leaving only his brother and sister-in-law's family of four.
"Brother, sister-in-law!" After a long time, he called out and opened the door. His eldest brother opened the door and saw, "Dashun, is it really you?"
"Brother, I'm back!"
During the battle between the Northeastern Army and the Japanese Army, Dashun's elder brother had long lost track of his younger brother. When he saw him coming back with his troops, he happily asked: "Have you become an official?"
Hou Dashun blushed: "I am a junior company commander."
"Company commander?" Hou Dali looked at the people outside: "Just these dozens of people?"
"Brother, nearly 150 people are on guard at the entrance of the village!" Hou Dashun entered the house, took off his hat and asked about the situation here.
"People from the island country have not come here, and traitor teams often come to collect money and food." Hou Dali, who is in his thirties, has a ten-year-old son and a seven-year-old daughter. The two brothers were going about their daily routine when the guards came in.
"Report, there are more than ten people walking towards here with guns on their backs. They appear to be the Imperial Army."
"Tell the platoon leader not to fire the gun and kill them—" Hou Dashun made a beheading motion.
"yes!"
The thirteen puppet troops were a food-recruiting team from a squad in Guanshui Town. A platoon leader ambushed two squads at the intersection outside the village, and one squad in the village prepared to close the door and beat the dogs. The puppet soldiers never expected that other troops would appear here.
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"stop!"
"Hand in the gun and don't kill!"
The guns were pointed at these people's heads, and they obediently raised their hands in surrender.
"Shunzi, I am Ermao!" Seeing the officer walking out of the village, the puppet army squad leader shouted in surprise.
"Er Mao, you are really promising, have you become a traitor?" Hou Dashun sarcastically picked up Er Mao's pistol: "It's not easy to be a dog, how can this broken gun be fired?"
Er Mao and Hou Dashun were classmates. They were similar in age and both served as soldiers in the Northeast Army. The Northeast Army was defeated and Er Mao returned home. Due to the pressure on his livelihood, he had to carry a gun and eat food again.
"You know, I have an old mother at home, and I can't leave her alone." Er Mao felt wronged, and he didn't want to wear this yellow skin.
"Tell me about the situation in the town!" Hou Dashun understood that if he had not been surrendered in Zhuanghe, he might have run home. He took out a box of cigarettes and looked at the group of puppet soldiers: "Come on,
We are all fellow villagers, let’s sit down and smoke a cigarette first.”
"Dashun, if you want to attack Guanshui Town, I can act as an internal support. Don't worry, these brothers will still listen to me and will never harm you!" Er Mao has a new member joining Hou Dashun's army, but his mother can't lead him.
Go, I don’t dare to speak now.
"There is only one company of puppet troops in Guanshui Town?" Hou Dashun thought for a while: "Go ahead! Get the food you got first!"
Hou Dashun was naturally tempted to acquire more than 40 tons of grain for the Japanese army in one town. Moreover, this was a pastoral area, and there were a large amount of medicinal materials, chestnuts, meat and skins, medicinal materials, which were all urgently needed by Zhuanghe. He was the reason for the original proposal to establish this
Regional bases are more confident.
There were no Japanese troops in a town, and there were only a hundred or so puppet troops that he really didn't think of as a piece of cake. On the other hand, there were holes in the town's walls almost everywhere, and sneak attacks were their specialty.
After the plan was made, Hou Dashun said to Er Mao seriously: "We will do it when it gets dark. You two, please be careful not to accidentally injure yourself."
"Don't worry, when the time comes, I will try to be on guard duty at night, and the brothers will take you to seize the food and ammunition depot!" Er Mao did not dare to stay for long, and hurriedly said goodbye and walked south.
"First Platoon, Second Platoon follow, do it if you have the chance!" Hou Dashun was very cunning and did not tell the truth to his old classmates. He set out with his troops to destroy the puppet army headquarters in Guanshui Town before dark.
Guanshui Town is surrounded by water on three sides and is an important three-way intersection. When they arrived at Longzhaogou, three platoons began to quietly enter the town. The fire platoon spread out their mortars and grenade launchers, preparing to deal heavy blows to the reinforcements of the enemy.
blow.
Hou Dashun entered the town in person and smiled at the gate of the puppet army's company.
"Damn, these guys don't look like soldiers!"
Perhaps life was going too smoothly, and two puppet sentries were holding guns and chatting. Hou Dashun walked over and forced them with pistols, and they obediently put down their guns and raised their hands to surrender.
"Come on - come on - come on!" A stammering man shouted when he saw a group of men with guns walking in and running towards the house.
"Grandma, yell, I can see you when you come!" The pseudo company commander was smoking a big cigarette and cursed unhappily at the stuttering man who ran in.
"Company-companion commander, the fight is coming!"
"What?" The pseudo company commander chuckled: "You damn fart, how dare the bandits attack the town in broad daylight?"
"Don't move!"
"If you move again I'll kill you!"
Three people rushed in and pointed the guns in their hands at the pseudo-company commander. He shivered and dropped the pipe to the ground. Hou Dashun came over and took a look: "Hey, the guy I was talking to at that time turned out to be your idiot! Biaozi, you bastard
Why did my mother become a soldier and get enough food?"
"Dashun, put the gun away, don't let it go off." Company Commander Biaozi also stuttered in fright.
"Call out the weapons and have your soldiers gather in the courtyard!" Hou Dashun glared and ordered mercilessly.
"Yes, yes, yes, hand over the gun." Biaozi didn't dare to neglect. He quickly took out the pistol, raised his hands and walked towards the yard.
All the doorways of the three platoons and nine squads of the puppet army were aimed at the door with assault rifles. In the yard, several machine guns occupied favorable positions, and the shooters crawled and put their hands on the triggers.
Er Mao quietly said to Hou Dashun: "There are still a few people who are not here. They went shopping empty-handed."
"It doesn't matter." Hou Dashun said confidently: "When they come back, let's catch turtles in an urn! Biaozi, where did you hide all the food?"
"Report! The grain has just been loaded onto the truck and is waiting to be transported to the county seat tomorrow morning!" Biaozi's voice was loud. After he calmed down, he performed a standard military salute in front of his subordinates.
"Hey, you bitch, I really have you!" Hou Dashun was familiar with this man. He had had a fight with the landlord's young master.
"Where's the coachman? A platoon leader, load all the weapons into the car and ask the coachman to transport the grain back!"
"Yes!" A platoon of soldiers packed up their weapons and opened the weapons in the backyard. Three large trucks were filled to the brim. In a large warehouse, all the puppet soldiers were locked up. Hou Dashun explained:
"We are an anti-Japanese force. Tens of thousands of people fought here. Remember, for the sake of the fellow villagers, I will spare your lives. If you dare to do anything wrong again, I will kill you next time!"
"Yes, yes, I will definitely not harm the folks!" Having saved his life, Biaozi did not dare to say more, fearing that Hou Dashun would change his mind and pull him out to shoot him.
"Report, more than 10,000 yuan in silver, more than 600 skins, some medicinal materials, and 40 tons of grain have been collected. All materials have been transported in large trucks. The truck drivers are all hard-working brothers who are willing to join us!" The second platoon leader came over to report, and Hou Dashun was satisfied.
Said: "The third row behind the palace blocks the news, and the others set off!"
"yes!"
"Brother Dashun, can I join your team?"
"Brother Dashun, I have no way to survive at home, so I will join you as a soldier to get food!"
"I'm going too!" Hou Dashun was surrounded by villagers for a while. He looked at these poor brothers and said: "Those who are healthy and educated can sign up. I also want those who are skilled and knowledgeable. Others will not be accepted for the time being.
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At this time, most people laughed. Those who live in the mountainous area can endure hardships and have a lot of strength. Almost everyone knows how to skin skin technology.
"My God, there are more than four hundred people? Okay, let's go!" Hou Dashun grinned. The first battle was fruitful and he recruited so many good soldiers. He took the lead and walked forward, followed by a group of poor brothers.
"Wait a minute, let's go too!" a woman's voice said, and Hou Dashun shivered and almost wet his pants.
"Hua, is it really you?" Hou Dashun rubbed his eyes in disbelief. The person who came was really his classmate when he was studying in the county town.
"Shunzi, my sister has brought you a group of women's soldiers. How about you make me a company commander?" Xiuhua is not tall, but she has the fierce energy of her shareholder Beiren. He had seen this girl before in school.
Holding his waist: "I*your mother, how about making some rice and feeding the chickens?"
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