Chapter 662 Political Commissar Song: Good things are all good things
The sky was foggy and black, and the biting cold wind roared mercilessly. However, a military train blew its whistle and quickly passed through a small train station on the Jinpu Railway.
"Comrade Dong, the Dezhou Railway Station is just ahead. It will arrive in two hours at most. After arriving there, the train needs to change tracks, so it must stop!"
The person who spoke was the commander who was responsible for the normal operation of this military train. The entire crew of the military train were all their own people who were developed by the Jinmen Special Committee at the train station, and they came in handy at this time.
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"Stop, stop in Dezhou, don't worry, the military train exploring the road ahead passed through the Dezhou Railway Station safely, and the Japanese army did not do too many inspections!" Dong Jiang said in a deep voice.
This military train consisted of thirty-four train wagons, of which twenty-one wagons were filled with machinery and equipment dismantled from various factories in Tianjin, four wagons were filled with gold and other valuables, and nine wagons were filled with
The technicians, rescuers, and all the wealth gained by the action team in Tianjin were all on this military train.
It seemed like a desperate move, but Zhou Weiguo never fought an unprepared battle. The Tianjin Mutiny caused an uproar on both the enemy and ourselves, but the materials transferred from Japan to Tanggu were not delayed at all and were transported southward along the Jinpu Line normally.
Materials.
After understanding this situation, Zhou Weiguo decisively decided to take advantage of the Japanese military column to go south. Before this military column, there had already been a military column that had taken the lead and hit the front station.
Seeing the train approaching the Dezhou Railway Station, the train began to whistle and slowly slowed down, and everyone in the action team on the car had their hearts in their throats.
"Oh, is it the military column from Jinmen again?" A Japanese officer looked at the pass handed over by Dong Jiang and said suspiciously.
"Why, is there anything surprising from this? Even if something big happens, it cannot delay the normal operation of the transportation lines of the Japanese Empire!" Dong Jiang replied without changing his expression.
"Hey, long live the Empire of Japan!" the Japanese officer stood at attention and said, then looked around and said softly: "Sir, I heard that something big happened over there in Tianjin. Is it true?"
"You are too curious!" Dong Jiang said with a sullen face: "This matter is related to the reputation of the Japanese Empire. How can your commander spread it at will? Remember, trouble comes from the mouth!"
"Hey, sir, please don't get me wrong. This is also my duty. Except for me, the other officials at the train station don't know about this!"
"Youxi, let us go quickly!" Dong Jiang nodded after hearing this.
While he was talking, the kid at the train station just made a routine inspection, and then called the workers to redirect the train tracks. After the military train successfully redirected the train tracks, everyone on the train breathed a sigh of relief.
On that day, the third day of the Tianjin Mutiny, the leading troops of the Japanese independent 15th mixed brigade, which had been blocked by the Eighth Route Army on the Beining line, finally arrived at Tianjin.
To the surprise of all the little devils, after approaching Jinmen, the railway lines along the way were not damaged, and there were no personnel stationed at Jinmen West Station.
After some exploration, the Japs from the vanguard decisively reported the abnormal situation.
"Chief of Staff, our unit has not been attacked along the way. According to the report of the search team that has entered Jinmen City, all important areas in the city are unguarded. It seems that all the rebels in the city have retreated, and their traces are currently being explored!"
"Nani? Impossible, how could at least a thousand rebels disappear?" Tanabe Moritake said angrily.
When Tanabe Moritake led his troops into the city and had just learned about the specific situation in the city, a group of heads of the Japanese agencies in Tianjin from the Japanese Concession came to hear the news, and their words contained a sense of accountability.
"Tanabe-kun, the South Manchuria Bank under my Manchurian Railway was looted by the rebels. How do you want me to report to the base camp?"
"Yes, many of the processing plants owned by my trading company were looted by rioting workers. Could it be that the Imperial Japanese Army is no longer able to protect the interests of expatriates abroad?"
Faced with the accusations from everyone, Tanabe Shengwu was furious: "Baga, I don't see any of the bloodiness that the people of the empire should have in you. The prosperity of Jinmen has turned you people into trash. In the empire,
When I need your support, you are like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and you all deserve to die!"
At this moment, Tanabe Shengwu was so angry that he didn't care about the power represented by the group of people in front of him.
"Sir, according to the report from the search force, the rebels should be heading north out of the city. Their movements are mixed and accompanied by a large number of trucks!" a Japanese military officer reported.
"Immediately order Dongjuzi Airport to dispatch reconnaissance planes to search for traces of the rebels!"
"Sir, before the rebels evacuated, they blew up all the planes at the airport. All the pilots and airport personnel disappeared, and they were suspected of being kidnapped!"
"Bagaya road!" Tanabe Moritake also didn't expect that the rebels in Jinmen would do things so brilliantly. It seemed that they had a road to go to the end and had no intention of looking back.
Previously, the Third Flying Group, which was affiliated with the North China Expeditionary Force, was reorganized into the Southern Army. As a result, there was not a single Japanese aircraft around Peiping, the political center. This directly led to the Japanese army being frequently blocked on the Beining line in the face of the elusive Eighth Route Army troops.
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The Japanese troops marching north were like a blind move. The Japanese troops focused all their attention on this group of Japanese troops and did not notice at all that there was another armed force in Tianjin heading south in military columns.
The words were divided into two parts. When the military column passed through Dezhou smoothly, it turned into a mess near Longhua Station between Hengshui and Dezhou.
The Jinan Military Region secretly assembled three main regiments to launch an attack on the railway line without warning. Some were responsible for removing strongholds along the way, while others were responsible for calling in reinforcements. It was quite lively.
The little devils along the line were stunned by the head-on attack from the Southern Hebei Military Region, and they still haven't figured out the true intentions of the Eighth Route Army.
In a dilapidated stronghold, Political Commissar Song, who personally led the team this time, looked at the military column that was slowly stopping under the guidance of the warning soldiers, and he was overjoyed: "Yes, this is the military column, good guys, they are coming from Tianjin.
How many good things have been obtained from the door, hurry up, let the villagers take action!"
Not long after, countless figures suddenly appeared from the north side of the railway line, driving carriages, pushing wheelbarrows, and even carrying poles.
Here, Political Commissar Song rushed forward eagerly and shouted at the action team who got off the car first: "Comrade Weiguo, Comrade Weiguo!"
"Are you the Song political commissar of the Southern Hebei Military Region?" Zhou Weiguo heard this and walked out of the crowd.
"It's me, it's me. You have worked hard. How many good things have you got this time?" Political Commissar Song excitedly held Zhou Weiguo's hand and said.
"Half of the wealth of the Jinmen Arsenal is on this military train. I know there is a 79-caliber bullet production line, a 65-caliber bullet production line, and many other miscellaneous ones. I am not very clear about it either!"
"Although everything is packed in boxes, is it not easy to transport?" Zhou Weiguo said worriedly.
"Don't worry, you can take great risks to get the equipment out of Jinmen, and we can even carry it back to the base!"
