under fire

Chapter 1463 Counterattack
The Central Plains is indeed big enough.

More than 500 counties, tens of thousands of towns, hundreds of thousands of villages, hundreds of millions of people!

Hundreds of thousands of devils are divided equally, and only one or two devils can be spread in a village
It is really too difficult for a devil to deal with more than two hundred ordinary people. In order to clear up the law and order in North China, the devil had to use all kinds of imperial association troops.

Give money to the guns to pull a group of armed people who are not firm in their positions.

Separating and alienating some of the armed landlords and gentry whose families have great fortunes and whose homeland is hard to leave.

Xu Yizhongli even gave autonomy to divide some local armed forces.

He even flirted with the national army.

Using all kinds of insidious tricks, all the spearheads were aimed at the Eighth Route Army, which had been holding high the anti-Japanese banner and never compromised.

Since there are too many people and the devils are more ruthless, let them kill some.

The fastest way to kill people is of course war.

Therefore, first, secretly cast the extinct Huliella virus on the areas where the Eighth Route Army is active
For fear of influence, the devils did not dare to make public the tricks of cutting off children and grandchildren.
It was just announced that there was a plague, but the vast majority of Chinese people don’t understand it at all.
Next, let the Chinese deal with the Chinese.

Pang Bingxun's unit, which had not long since surrendered, was likely to turn against the tide on the battlefield. The devils with insufficient troops had no choice but to send advisers only symbolically.

In order to control the hundreds of thousands of puppet troops under their rule, the devils used simple and crude methods.

The first is to firmly grasp the major counties and cities, and the second is to control the logistics supplies of the puppet army!

If the puppet army dares to obey the law and violate the law, the troops stationed in the counties will directly encircle and suppress them.

Only one day's food is provided for each team. If you dare to be disobedient, you will not be able to get food on the plain, and you will have no choice but to starve to death.

The 10,000+ army is pushing towards Beiping, and the food supply is not a small amount.

The army has not moved, and the food and grass go first.

Solve the food, drink and Lazard of 10,000+ people. The logistics and supplies are very knowledgeable.

The puppet army swept up the Weihe Plain dozens of miles east of the Ping-Han Railway.

To be caught by the Tuba Road, which is the key link that the devils are most worried about, and destroy the railway!

After the railway was blown up, supplying the puppet army immediately became a problem.

In high spirits, they swept away the puppet troops pushing towards Beiping, and had to arrange some people to deliver food after entering Qixian and Huaxian counties.

Slow down the speed of advancement.

In addition, the Eighth Route Army in the mountains was dispatched into the plains, and it seemed that they were gathering on a large scale.

The ghost who heard the wind was ecstatic.

Hope to be able to complete his work!
...

dilapidated village.

The site of the Ninth Battalion Field Hospital.

The screams were endless.

Although there is not a qualified doctor, it can indeed be awarded the title of a field hospital.

It's not because it's really a hospital, but because it's full of wounded soldiers, so it's considered a hospital for the time being.

The treatment method is simple and crude.

He Gensheng, in a white coat, was directing the nearby militiamen who came to help to stir lime water in a large tank.

Then hot lime water was used to wipe the soldiers' bodies.

A wounded man grabbed He Gensheng: "I can go to the battlefield, so hurry up and untie my bandages."

"Lie down! Don't touch me." He Gensheng, wearing a mask, said with red eyes, "Your whole body is like a pimple, what kind of battlefield are you going to?"

Even if I'm a pimple, the gun in my hand can still kill a little devil.

He Gensheng stretched out three fingers and shook them one meter away from the wounded: "How much is this?"

Uh, is it two?
Don't ask me, if you can see clearly, you can return to the team
Damn, if I could see clearly, would I still be lying here listening to ghosts?

There was a moment of silence in the yard.

A wounded man who had just been plastered with lime water moaned and cursed, "Who are you talking about screaming?"

With a bitter expression on He Gensheng's face, he told the militiamen next to him to put on their masks and raised his voice: "Everyone be quiet! This is a hospital!"

"You don't even have a doctor, your place is a shitty hospital"

He Gensheng took out a sharp scalpel and picked up the dropped bandage: "Shall I perform an operation for you?"

Thinking of the man who picked out the warhead with his finger and sawed the bone with a saw, the wounded man's eyelids trembled twice: "Fuck you!"

He Gensheng did not give up, he turned his head and shook his head at the two soldiers: "His wound needs to be stitched up."

"Oh, He Gensheng, you dare to fight, Lao Tzu." The wounded was originally injured, and the wound was stained with poisonous gas. He was about to speak harshly, when his arms were held down by his comrades, and he immediately changed his words: "I was bitten by a mosquito." , surnamed He, I warn you, don’t come here, Doctor He, please let me go.”

"Ah, He Gensheng, I curse you, you have no farts for giving birth to a son."

He Gensheng replied lightly: "No fart. I'll put one on for my son."

"Oh, my surname is He, I can't stop talking to you"

He Gensheng used a scalpel to cut off the festering and carrion on both sides of the wound quickly, and then poured alcohol.
"Ah!" The wounded was in so much pain that he wished he could faint
The soldiers next to him didn't react too much. A soldier who was about to go to the operating table curled his lips: "Isn't it just cutting a piece of meat, shouting and throwing the face of Jiuying?"

He Gensheng quickly sewed up the wound, probably because practice makes perfect, and it took less than a minute to complete this small operation.

Quickly wrapped the bandage with a beautiful bow and turned her head: "Next."

In addition to disinfecting everyone with lime water, it is also necessary to remove the wounded flesh of the soldiers who had wounds
He Gensheng seems to be a machine that has never stopped
The current Ninth Battalion should actually be called the Ziyi Regiment Guard Battalion, although the Ziyi Regiment has changed owners.

There was an unreliable battalion commander, and the designation has not been changed back.

When there are no outsiders, the soldiers still call themselves the Ninth Battalion.

The seriously wounded were left in the cellars of local people's homes to recuperate after being bandaged.

In Jiuying, there is no such thing as not abandoning or giving up.

In the life-and-death battle with the devil, after the sacrifice, only a horizontal line was drawn under the name on the roster.

It seems that no one will remember their deeds during their lifetime.

In the Ninth Battalion, the soldiers became ruthless because of the ruthlessness of the company commander.

People are dead and birds are up to the sky, and the post-[-]th generation is another hero... Uh... This is what Luo Fugui said.

Luo Fugui was lying in the trenches on both sides of the green gauze tent on the north side of the gun tower at this time.

Holding a sorghum pole in his hand, he gnawed off a piece of it and chewed it.

If you want to say that the one with the most emotional ups and downs is Luo Fugui.

In the independent regiment, he swept away a large area of ​​machine guns, except for the full warehouse. He can count. The third.

The brothers in the south attacked again and retreated after taking advantage.

It is said to be positional warfare, but in fact it is still waged as guerrilla warfare.

However, the method is quite different from the past.

Looking at the gun tower outside the green gauze tent in a daze, those cars are really good things from his grandma.

This little devil parked the car on our site. If he didn't charge his fee, it wouldn't count. Let him drive the car and go back naked.
The gunfire at the devil's position fell silent again.

Only the Devil's machine gun team, unwilling to be killed by their companions, continued to shoot in the green gauze tent to the south.

The smoke hadn't completely dissipated.

Dashi Xiong Erlang looked at the sun-shining white fish-scale sky, and the Eighth Route Army dared to launch a counterattack against the invincible Imperial Army. Is this trying to turn the world upside down?

(End of this chapter)