Rise from the sword

Chapter 74 The enemy of Yangquan!

"idiot"

"impossible"

Because all the devils guarding the bridge were killed, and Zhang Dabiao sent someone to destroy the telephone line near the iron bridge, it was not until [-]:[-] a.m. that Colonel Sanhao learned that the small unit of the Eighth Route Army he had been chasing had passed through Jing. The iron chain bridge south of the county entered the Xiyang boundary.

Moreover, judging from the footprints on the opposite side of the bridge, this small group of Eighth Route Army troops has already entered the southernmost mountainous area of ​​Xiyang...

"The distance of more than 100 miles is still a mountain road. How could this group of Eighth Route Army, who had been pursued for several days, run to the south of Jing County in one night?"

Colonel Sanhao still didn't believe it.

Or do not want to believe.

He was lying on the map, staring at him, trying to find out the evidence that the command was wrong, but after a long time, he sat down in the chair, his eyes blank.

At this time, he recalled that on the first day of pursuit, this small group of Eighth Route Army showed a speed of 12 kilometers in two hours.

After that, the opponent kept going in circles between the mountains and forests, jumping between Jingxian and Hexian, and the marching speed was normal, so much so that he forgot the opponent's terrifying ability to march on foot in the mountains...
Until here, Colonel Sanhao finally figured out his doubts.

Marching in the mountains, over a hundred miles in one night, such a fast speed, must be marching lightly, and even carrying as few weapons as possible can be achieved...

but!

For so many days, in the three consecutive battles of ambushing his troops, the other side showed strong firepower and planted booby-trapped grenades everywhere. This is obviously not something that can be done with light equipment.

Although the gang brought dozens of mules...

But they also use a lot more!

It's fine during the day, but marching in the mountains at night, this animal is a complete burden...

Moreover, until now, the batch of medicines seized by this group of people in Shuangfeng Town has not been found.

The amount of three tons is not a small burden for a [-]-person army.

A line of doubts gathered in the mind of Colonel Sanhao...
He reacted suddenly!
In the vicinity of Jingxian and Hexian, there must be someone providing material support to the Eighth Route Army, as well as helping to transport and transfer the seized medicines.In the past two days, this group of troops jumped around with his pursuit troops, just to cover the transfer of materials.

"Check it out for me. All villages in Jing County and He County will be searched."

"Especially near the village where the Eighth Route Army stayed, there must be someone nearby who helped the Eighth Route Army..."

"Find out and kill them all..."

The discovery of Chief Sanhao was obviously too late. At this time, two days had passed since the division of the assault company. Su Jigang left Jing County along the mountain torrent river with three tons of medicine and radio, and ran towards the west side.

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West of Xiyang City, east of Yangquan, on a highway.

The two trucks were moving fast, Yamamoto Kazuki was sitting in the front passenger of the truck, holding a saber, closing his eyes slightly, sitting in meditation, his face paralyzed and stern like a sculpture.

Every once in a while, this old devil opens his eyes occasionally and looks at the mountains and forests outside the window...
"Your Excellency, Mr. Yamamoto, didn't you say that the goals of our special team are all strategic goals, and only military-level command agencies are qualified to send us out?" The driver on the side asked Yamamoto while driving.

Since the establishment of the special force team, Yamamoto Kazuki has always instilled a point of view on the team members. The Yamamoto special team is a strategic team and needs to perform strategic tasks, not like the army team, rushing to bite the enemy's positions and trenches.

"My special team is directly under the command of the Imperial Front Army. It is a strategic team, not the tactical team of the so-called army. We are a force that can change the direction of war."

Yamamoto glanced at the new team member beside him, and said in an arrogant tone:

"We are a fierce beast, ready to bite the enemy's throat at any time and defeat the enemy at the least cost"

"This is just an actual combat training, and the beasts have to grind their teeth occasionally."

In the encounter with Yangcun, Yamamoto's special team suffered a lot of losses, and a team leader and six team members were killed.

One-tenth of the loss.

This old devil Yamamoto is very distressed!

And a few days later, even a member of the special team was killed by a fleeing prisoner of war in a prisoner of war camp. The most shameful thing is that he was killed with his bare hands, which directly made Yamamoto angry.

At one point, I started to think if I was tired of training recently, and the level of the special team has dropped...

To this end, Yamamoto also recruited several new team members, and then personally led the training in order to improve the combat level of the special team...

"Your Majesty"

"Your Excellency..."

A devil with a radio on his back ran over:
"Yangquan telegram, the enemy infiltrated a small group of troops to get rid of the Shijiazhuang pursuit force at [-] o'clock this morning and enter the south of Xiyang from the Jingxian Iron Chain Bridge. The exact location is unknown."

"Hmph, a bunch of trash"

Opening his eyes, Yamamoto's eyes flashed:
"Inform the reconnaissance team to search south for this infiltrated Eighth Route Army small unit, and notify me of its location immediately after finding it"

"The convoy moved forward at full speed and turned to the south of Yangquan at the intersection three kilometers ahead"

"Also, notify the garrison in Yangquan..."

Although Yamamoto is domineering and arrogant, he is indeed an elite special officer with military literacy.

Even if he thought of such a small battle of 'the beast grinding his teeth', the old devil did a lot of homework before the battle. The marching map was in his mind, and even the current position was clear.

He can tell where the team is currently without looking at the map.

"Hi"

"Hi"

The correspondent and the truck driver responded at the same time.

Afterwards, the communication devil sat in the car and sent the message ticking, while the convoy made a big turning point at the intersection ahead, turning back from the highway to the south, and the devil driver stepped on the accelerator very deeply...
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noon.

Independent regiment resident, Yangcun.

"Call..."

There was a sudden stop of the horses, and Zhao Gang jumped out of the saddle panting heavily.

From the headquarters arsenal to Yangcun of the Independent Regiment, the distance between the two places is dozens of kilometers, and they are both mountain roads. Even riding a horse is a great test of physical strength.

Especially when he was in a hurry.

Zhao Gang stepped on the ground, and before he could stand firm, he felt dizzy and almost stumbled.

In order to hurry back to the Independent Regiment to keep an eye on Li Yunlong, he did not rest all night last night, and took the transportation team to the arsenal overnight. He did not even drink tea at the arsenal. He told the transportation team to rest for a day before returning to the regiment headquarters. Come back with a horse.

Rubbing his eyes, he handed the horse over to the soldier who was next to him, and Zhao Gang ran straight to the regiment headquarters.

"Want to avoid me? Don't even think about it..."

With a sneer in his heart, Zhao Gang ran to the regiment.

　Hey... 2K.

　　I'm too embarrassed to write a thank you...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)