The falling snowflakes slowly stopped at the dawn, and the first feeble barking of dogs began to be heard in the silent town. The roosters that could be heard a while ago could no longer crow, but now they can no longer be heard.
Since the regiment moved in, the chickens in the town have
It has almost been eaten up. Everyone in the town, old and young, now knows that the chief instructor of the Cavalry Regiment, Kuroda Zoimitsu, who is much taller than the average Japanese, can not only speak authentic Northeastern dialect, but also likes to eat pure Northeastern chicken stew.
Vermicelli.
The two rows of granaries in the town office compound are far apart, forming an open Z-shaped space with the two- and three-bedroom offices on the street with two layers of window paper on the windows. A regiment of more than 760 puppet army horses
The war horses were restless under the rows of long grass sheds built temporarily, as if they were all waiting for the delicious food they would enjoy every morning.
The door of the first warehouse in the row of granaries to the south opened a crack from the inside. The sleepy-eyed cavalry company commander, wearing a Japanese-style yellow military coat, shrank his head out, glanced around, and began to look around.
The restless war horse cursed in a low voice and buttoned up the yellow cotton
Hat pushed the door open and walked around the corner while holding up his bloated trousers. He hurried past the sentry under the wooden shed. Without even looking at it, he went straight to the back of the wooden shed. He immediately took out the guy and released the message that he had drunk too much last night.
There was water accumulation, and while peeing, there were bursts of pleasurable moans coming out of his mouth:
"Ouch, I'm so suffocated... Who is that? Why are you the only one standing guard? Are you fucking, uh--"
A short groan was the last syllable that the cavalry company commander uttered in this world. The sharp dagger had already penetrated the back of his neck. After a "squeak" sound, the two-inch blade pierced out of the cavalry company commander's left eye, and the eyeball burst.
and blood splashed three feet away, in the blink of an eye
He was immediately carried into the wooden shed by a pair of big hands, and finally stacked on top of the two frozen zombie bodies in the ground. Eighteen sentries from the puppet army's cavalry regiment were stationed at three security posts outside the town.
In the hands of one of the top soldiers, he was basically killed before he even had time to call out.
After succeeding, the special elite soldier took a slight breath, walked out of the shed quickly, made a gesture to the south, then turned and walked to the corner, pressed against the wall to his comrades in the north who had also succeeded, and raised his hand to sign that everything was going well, with quick steps
The sound of crushing snow suddenly sounded and became more and more intensive. The leading soldier turned around and saw the hundreds of brothers rushing towards him at high speed. He immediately opened the skirt of his cotton coat and
Pull out the Zhongzheng Type-2 submachine gun that is hidden inside and still has its own body temperature - this is the best way to ensure that the weapon can be fired smoothly in a cold environment. Otherwise, the gun may not be able to pull the trigger due to severe freezing, and it may be lurking more than once.
There have been mechanical failures that prevented the gun from firing. After summarizing their experience, the special forces brothers generally believe that no matter how good the antifreeze oil is, it cannot be as reassuring as its own body temperature.
Groups of white-clad soldiers suddenly came running at high speed. They did not disturb the 800 puppet troops who had not yet gotten up. Instead, they made the war horses scream and kick wildly. The strong murderous aura made the war horses aware of the approaching danger.
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A war horse suddenly stood up, raised its head and neighed wildly, kicking the manger in front of it and rolling it with a bang. The whole military camp suddenly woke up, and the intensive sound of grenade explosions and gunfire also suddenly occurred at this time.
Rings.
Before the thick smoke cleared, the puppet soldiers who tried to rush out of the two rows of warehouses failed to lift their carbines and were killed one after another in the dense rain of bullets. There were screams and wailings in the warehouses where grenades exploded constantly. The town hall was under special care.
The main building was already blazing with flames and riddled with holes. A thunderous roar amidst the sound of gunshots shouted:
"Listen, traitor lackeys, this is what you get for betraying your ancestors! Listen, traitor lackeys, if you don't repent, one of them will be killed... Traitor lackeys, listen..."
The raging fire burned bigger and bigger with the angry shouts, and the stables to the west were also ignited. The frightened horses desperately broke away from the reins and pulled down the rows of sheds. More than a hundred special soldiers had already rushed to the stables before they could break free.
Next to the horse, he shouted loudly, quickly untied the reins, and pulled the already impatient war horse tightly and quickly led him out.
Most of the soldiers jumped on their horses, struggled to hold on to another horse, and rushed towards the brothers who were still firing. For a moment, smoke filled the air, blood mist rose, the sound of "cracking" burning, shouts and intensive gunshots merged together.
The entire town was plunged into fierce fighting and an atmosphere of extreme fear.
As a shout of retreat rang out, three hundred elite troops quickly crossed over to cover, quickly assembled, got on their horses and roared out of the yard, galloping southward.
The rumble of horse hooves faded away, and the screams and cries of pain in the yard became clearer. The scattered war horses jumped in panic, and from time to time emitted long and mournful sounds.
Another burst of rapid horse hoofbeats came quickly from north to south. More than two hundred Japanese and puppet cavalry in yellow military uniforms rushed from the camp in the north of the town, bringing snow and mist into the sky.
"Tell me! Who did it?"
Guo Haiqing, who was strong and fierce, with eyes like an eagle and a hooked nose, roared loudly.
"I don't know. The accent sounds like we are from Fengtian. Four to five hundred people rushed in at the same time, all armed with American machine guns. I'm afraid..."
"What? It's useless to only four or five hundred people..."
Looking at the tragic scene of corpses strewn across the field, Guo Haiqing was extremely angry. Four to five hundred enemies had beaten his proud cavalry regiment into such a bear shape. How could he survive in front of the Japanese? In anger,
Guo Haiqing rudely interrupted his battalion commander: "No matter who the other party is, I have to skin him today! You must immediately gather all the uninjured brothers and chase me -"
"yes……"
At a three-way intersection 9.5 kilometers south of Tongding Town, upright telephone poles were slowly placed by four big men. The Jiangxi accent of Gao Yunlin, the communications section chief of the 44th Division, rang out quickly:
"Slowly, slowly! Don't disconnect the phone line...Okay, okay, just leave it like this...I'll connect the line right away, Officer Gu, get ready, my Japanese is not good, and Yamazaki's grandson can't understand...
"
Three minutes later, Gao Yunlin, who was shaking the phone violently, heard a Japanese question coming from the phone. Overjoyed, he raised the phone. Intelligence staff officer Gu Lixin took off his gloves, took the microphone handed by Gao Yunlin, and spoke with a skillful voice.
Shout out loud in Japanese:
"The First Cavalry Regiment urgently reported to Mr. Yamada that the Liaoxi rebel force Feng Zhanhai led more than 2,000 men to suddenly attack our troops. Under the strong counterattack of our troops, nearly half of the enemy were killed or injured, and the rest were running wildly southward. We asked Mr. Yamada to intercept them immediately!
The First Division urgently reports to Yamazaki-kun..."
Gu Lixin hurriedly shouted twice, and quickly put down the phone without waiting for the other party to answer the phone and ask.
Gao Yunlin gave Gu Lixin a thumbs-up sign, grinned and said yes. The brothers immediately put away their weapons and retreated to the west. The brother who was responsible for the cover picked up the engineer shovel and cut the wires in one fell swoop, observing calmly.
After looking around for a while, he turned around and chased Gao Yunlin and others, and quickly mounted the waiting horses and retreated quickly.
After running for three kilometers along the road on the north bank of the frozen river, the group saw their master Gu Changfeng and a group of officers standing on a high slope by the roadside. The brothers of the guard company down the slope were happily stroking the dozens of horses they had just acquired.
, Gao Yunlin and others immediately understood that there was probably not a single company left to guard the puppet troops in Siguanyingzi Town to the west.
"Reporting to the division seat, the communication team has returned from completing its mission. The call to the Yamazaki Battalion has been successfully connected and the report has been completed. Please give me instructions!" Gao Yunlin reported loudly. Based on battlefield discipline, he only stood in awe without saluting.
Gu Changfeng put down the telescope: "Well done! Come up, there is white mist in the north, and there is a faint sound of horse hooves. The brothers from the Special Forces Brigade must be back. Yunlin, Lixin, you two, come up and see what little Japan is like.
It's time to catch up... Go west and uphill, it's easier to walk that way."
"As you command!"
Gao Yunlin and Gu Lixin ran excitedly down the west hillside, and soon climbed up a hill only more than eighty meters high. They stood behind Gu Changfeng, sweating profusely, looking to the east.
Gao Yunlin from Duchang, Jiangxi Province, graduated from the Huangpu Sixth Engineering Corps Communications Section. After graduation, he served as An Yi's communications staff. After the 44th Division was established, he was immediately transferred to serve as the deputy chief of the Communications Section. After the 129th War in Shanghai last year, he was promoted to captain due to his merits.
The section chief is a talented person with a solid foundation and hard work.
Gu Lixin gave up his studies in anger after September 18, left Waseda University in Japan, and returned to China to join his cousin Gu Zhenglun, who served as the commander of the Central Military Police. He asked to join the army to serve the country. After repeated consideration, Gu Zhenglun recommended his cousin to his good friend An Yi, and thus became An Yi.
Yi
A lieutenant staff officer in the intelligence department also participated in the 129th War. This time the 44th Division came out of seclusion, and the thoughtful An Yi put Gu Lixin under Gu Changfeng for training. He was one of the young officers An Yi focused on training.
One, he is also a young staff officer that Gu Changfeng likes very much.
Gu Changfeng handed the telescope to Gu Lixin and asked him to observe the southeast direction.
Gu Lixin looked at it for a long time and didn't notice anything unusual. However, he saw a brother from the special brigade wearing white clothes riding a war horse and turning into the intersection in his direction, running towards him with a rumble, getting closer and closer.
Gu Changfeng glanced at Gu Lixin and whispered his experience in his ear, telling him how to grasp the details that ordinary people don't pay attention to, how to judge the enemy's direction from the subtleties, how to judge the direction of the enemy from the snow, fog, air currents, and even flying dry leaves.
An abnormality can be seen on the leaf. As long as you observe carefully and accumulate more, you can quickly grasp the correct information and prepare for the battle in advance.
Just as he was talking, three hundred brothers from the Special Forces Brigade had arrived. The deputy captain loudly reported at the foot of the mountain that the battle had achieved its combat objectives. The puppet troops who were caught off guard were basically maimed, but seven of their troops were still killed and twenty-four were injured.
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Gu Changfeng glanced at the seven corpses on horseback and a group of warriors who still raised their heads proudly with the support of their comrades. He nodded and waved back. The brothers of the special brigade immediately rode westward and took the lead in retreating to the Bodhisattva Temple.
Captain Qi Xiuping, who had his right arm hanging, was injured and did not lead the team on the mission. Seeing his brother returning in triumph, he could only stand next to Gu Changfeng and watch the fun. In a hurry, he walked to Gu Changfeng and made a fuss.
Request:
"Master, please let me lead the brothers to charge once. The little Japanese in the south are chasing me, and the white mist is also seen in the north. These grandsons must have seen the brothers of the Duer Division who are pretending to run away. It seems that they will be gone soon."
We will run headlong into the ambush circle of the two main regiments in front. After a while, the brothers from the two regiments in front are almost fighting, and our cavalry will charge forward and charge forward with submachine guns. I am afraid that the results of the battle will be much greater!"
"Go away! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let you go back to the Bodhisattva Temple."
Gu Changfeng was unmoved. His special forces were so valuable that even if Gu Changfeng stepped forward, he would not use his own treasure to charge into the battle.
Qi Xiuping could only close his wide-open mouth and raise the telescope to observe carefully: "Coming, coming... The dog-like little Japan can run faster than the puppet cavalry... The aquatic Second Regiment is lurking
Mortars have been erected behind the position... Haha! You little Japanese, go faster, it's enough for your mother to drink..."
Gu Changfeng put down his telescope and issued an order in a low voice: "Zhenyu, notify the First Regiment that after most of the Japanese pursuit troops enter the ambush circle, they will immediately use intensive firepower to drive the enemy to the river. Even if our sixty gates press
The artillery fire could not break the ice, and the Japanese troops wearing large leather shoes could not even walk."