under fire

Chapter 776 Semi-Mechanized Troops
From time to time, a cold wind blows through the village.

Gao Yidao didn't believe what the bandit who had left said at all: "He didn't agree to hand over the people on the list, showing that he didn't have the sincerity to cooperate, and we still have to rely on ourselves."

Wang Peng didn't have a deep understanding of the situation in the plain, so he looked at the problem directly, and yawned and expressed his opinion: "It's because most of the leaders of the Taoist sect that we want to eliminate this time are among the bandits in the north. Hidden, where shall we find it?"

Captain Yang has a different opinion: "As for the leaders of the sect who are willing to resist the Japanese, as long as they are willing to reform themselves, I think they can be temporarily let go."

Hu Yi shook his head: "The bandits have suffered twice in a row. They know they can't deal with us, so the old bandits obviously want to make us dirty, and deliberately kill all the security forces in the blockhouse, but the purpose is to force the devils in the city to come out and fight with us. Let's do it."

Captain Yang nodded in agreement: "The enemy's raid this time has caused a lot of damage to the base area. Fortunately, the puppet army's large-scale raid on the plain in order to deal with the national army is almost coming to an end. In some time, our current position and military strength must have been cleared up by the bandits, I think the most urgent thing is to move first!"

Hu Yi stared at the map and shook his head: "I don't think it's necessary. There is only one squadron of devil soldiers in Tang County in the west. Even if he transfers all the devils in the county, we don't have to be afraid of him!"

Wang Peng was taken aback: "If some of the puppet troops were transferred back, it would be difficult for us to have such a small number of people."

Gao Yidao disagreed with Wang Peng's opinion: "The devils and most of the puppet army are going to deal with the national army at the foot of the southwest mountain. It is a hundred or two hundred miles away from here, and it is impossible to get back in a short time. If we want the devils to beat us by playing tricks, and they take advantage of the ready-made ones, then let's show these duplicitous bandits this time our strength!"

Wang Peng was stunned for a moment: "You mean we're going to stick here and fight against the devils?"

Gao Yidao began to divide the board: "There are not many devils in the enemy's battle zone now. If we can defeat the devils, then those bandits will not listen to us?"

Captain Yang also nodded: "If there are not many devils coming, this battle can really be fought. First, we will show our prestige, so that those reactionary sects will not dare to attack our underground workers in the future. Second, Create conditions for the division to come back and redevelop the base area!"

Gao Yidao turned his head to look at Hu Yi: "Hey, what's your opinion, Staff Officer Hu, surnamed Hu?"

Hu Yi's face was calm: "Since you all think you can stay, I have no objection!"

Gao Yidao knew Hu Yi very well in his heart, and knew what kind of person Hu Yi was. Although Hu Yi was selfish and ruthless on the surface, he usually kept his words cold and cold, but he would definitely not do things that were obviously at a disadvantage. Since he said he could stay , indicating that there is nothing wrong with this matter.

Gao Yidao's idea is not complicated. The intelligence work is done by an armed task force, and small groups of devils can be directly attacked.

If there are many devils who come, no one will do such a thing as confrontation with the devils who are well-equipped with guns, and there will be time to transfer them at that time.

It's just that you have to prevent those bandits who are familiar with the terrain from backstabbing and stabbing people in the back.

Captain Yang said that he has other important matters to leave, but his intelligence system must stay.
It seems that when we go back this time, the Second Battalion will also have to set up an intelligence system. The Hu people can develop so fast because they are with the working team in the regiment!
Thinking of this, Gao Yidao began to think about finding candidates in his heart, and he didn't pay much attention to the next battle arrangement.
After the beginning of spring, even though it has not rained for a year, there are still many ordinary people in the plains and fields in southern Hebei who are unwilling to be busy.

What if it rains someday?
On a road from west to east along the blockade ditch, a black spot appeared in the distance. As the black spot continued to the east, the sound of a dusty engine spread on the plain. A yellow-green three-wheeled motorcycle The car appeared on the road.

Wearing a steel helmet on his head, goggles over his eyes, and a crooked light machine gun on the motorcycle sidecar, bumping in the spring breeze.

The people who were some distance away from the road in the fields immediately dispersed, running away from the road without a trace.

Those devils often patrol the roads in armored vehicles. If they run fast, it means something is wrong with him!I am most afraid of devils wandering slowly on the road, who knows what tricks those devils will play again?
In case of a whim, they may go to the nearby villages to raid again.

Besides, gunshots rang out in the middle of the night in the east a few days ago, and it was said that the Imperial Association Army had been beaten to death by hundreds.

At this moment, who else would dare to offend the Taijun?

There are always some people who are daring or have ulterior motives, they don't run at all, they just lie down in the ditch, babbling about the situation of the convoy.

From a distance, I watched a tricycle driving at the front, bringing up a cloud of dust to cover a tricycle following closely behind.

An armored vehicle following behind was emitting white and blue smoke from its buttocks, whistling and kicking up more dust.

Behind them followed two tarpaulin-covered Datsun trucks. On the roof of the truck cab, only the barrels and kickstands of each crooked submachine gun could be seen swinging back and forth in the dust rolled up on the roof.

Outside the doors on both sides of the driver's cab, there are men in black hanging from the door. It is unknown whether they are translators or traitors from the detective team. Their bodies are covered with dust from the wheels, and they are holding their noses with a towel with half-closed eyes. breathe.

The speed of the convoy is not fast, because the rear is not slow to follow the devil infantry on bicycles!
At the back, the puppet army of No. 200, who only carried guns and bullets, kept a distance of [-] meters from the convoy, and was running with his legs swinging behind the bicycle in front. The dust brought up is blown away.

There was a three-wheeled motorcycle at the end, and a black crooked machine gun on the side of the motorcycle was cold in the sun.

It can be regarded as a semi-mechanized army, but it doesn't look like there is any urgent mission, but it looks like they are out for a spring outing.

Every time the three-wheeled motorcycle passed the gun tower blocking the ditch, it would slow down. After a few puppet troops emerged from the gun tower to join the soldiers following the bicycle team, the motorcycle would increase the accelerator and run eastward.

It was almost noon.

On a rugged country road about five miles southeast of the convoy, a man in black on a bicycle was pedaling desperately to bump eastward.

The spring breeze was still a little cold, and the face under the black wide-brimmed top hat was covered with sweat.

The phone tower couldn't get through, and he had only one thought in his mind: the news that the devils had left the city must be sent to the work team as soon as possible.

He could faintly hear the sound of a car engine in the distance. He had ridden for more than 30 miles in a row, and his speed was almost at the limit that the bicycle could reach on the dirt road.

It consumes a lot of physical strength, but fortunately, he has a bicycle, and his speed is not slow. With his full strength, he even surpassed the cars on the road!

Fortunately, there were puppet infantry behind the devil's convoy, so although he set off at the back, he took a detour and ran in front of the devil in less than an hour.

In the village ahead, there was a supporting armed team member, and he had almost tried his best.

In the gaps in the swaying weeds outside the village, a black figure crouched on his stomach. After seeing the familiar figure on the bicycle galloping down the path to the west, he immediately pushed a bicycle out of the weeds and onto the path.

The two stood still on the path and immediately began an eager conversation.

The person who came to report was panting: "The devil came out of the county two hours ago, dawdling for a long time. He took dozens of puppet troops and set off eastward, starting with two motorcycles, one armored vehicle and two cars. There are tarpaulins covering the machine guns and the number of people in the car is unknown. There are about fifty devils riding bicycles behind them. They are still drawing puppet soldiers from the gun towers along the way. The current puppet troops are about [-]. They are not fast, and their speed is maintained at twenty miles per hour. about."

The person at the entrance of the village quickly handed over a water bottle: "Twenty miles per hour? What's the difference between that and a walk?"

After taking the water bottle and taking a big gulp into his mouth, he was finally out of breath: "The devils are very cautious, and it may be because of the infantry behind them, they will stop for a while at each gun tower, stop talking so much, hurry Send the news back, and I will approach the north in a while. When they come over, I will carefully reconnoiter their strength and firepower!"

"Well, you have to be careful, don't get too close to the enemy, I'll go first!" The one who had been waiting at the entrance of the village finished speaking, jumped on the bicycle, began to step on the pedals desperately, and headed east.

(End of this chapter)