Bright Sword: Hosting the independent regiment, all become special forces

Chapter 13 Is it you again?

As Zhang Wei said, he stuffed the jerky that he had prepared earlier to Ding Wei's guards: "Head, you bring the special products we arranged."

Ding Wei looked at it and said with a smile: "Yes, not bad."

"Leader, we have something to ask you for instructions."

Ding Wei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I hope we don't need to ask for instructions when our platoon has military operations. Of course, we won't mess up the devils regardless of the overall situation."

"That's it? Yes, I agreed, but there is one thing, get out of the basket, don't expect me to wipe your ass."

Zhang Wei responded with a smile: "Yes! Head, please go slowly."

"It's done?"

"It's done!" Zhang Wei nodded: "According to the original training plan, let's go out and practice shooting for half a month.

"We still need to discuss the specific details. We must give priority to ensuring the safety of the soldiers, and we must beware of the devil's revenge on us. What I am most worried about is that the devil will implicate the fellow villagers. If they can't catch us, they will use the fellow villagers to vent their anger. "

"That's right, this matter really needs to be summed up."

"Starting today, the original training will be temporarily changed. Squad leader, you lead the team into the mountains to hunt, and let the soldiers practice marksmanship. You must come back before dark."

"Yes!" Da Zhuang left Zhuangzi after receiving the order, and led people into the mountain.

"Others, pack up your weapons, equipment and dry food, and enter the Japanese-occupied area with me.

Deputy platoon leader, the station will be handed over to you guys, pay attention to safety. "

"Yes!"

Zhang Wei took a dozen soldiers all the way south and crossed the small river.

After walking for more than 30 miles in half a day, I came to the vicinity of the devil's stronghold.

The scale of this stronghold is still small, but it is very close to the county seat where the devils are stationed, about less than seven or eight miles away, so if you attack this stronghold, you have to take a lot of risk.

However, Zhang Wei never thought about storming this stronghold.

"Second squad leader, go, cut the phone line according to the plan."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the second squad leader led two soldiers to find a nearby telephone line hidden in a rotten tree branch, cut it with scissors, and returned to Zhang Wei's side.

"Commander, what are we going to do next?"

"Wait." Zhang Wei leaned against the dead tree with his gun in his arms: "Send two soldiers to watch over it in turn, and let me know if any ghosts come over for inspection. Remember not to fire."

The cold wind was bleak, and the soldiers hid in the woods, and some of them even froze.

The devils and puppet soldiers in the stronghold began to overhaul along the telephone line cursing.

"Platoon leader, a devil and two traitors came out of the stronghold. They seem to be checking the telephone line."

"Platoon leader, if we do it now, this devil and traitor is now a living target."

Zhang Wei looked around: "Don't worry, just wait."

"Captain, a lot of devils have come from the direction of the county seat. I guess there are thirty or forty of them, and they are heading towards the stronghold."

"Tell me after the devil enters the stronghold, and let the soldiers eat some dry food to warm up and prepare for battle." Only then did Zhang Wei stand up and look at the devil and the traitor who were sticking their buttocks to handle the phone line.

"Second squad leader, come with me, let's touch it carefully and kill these devils."

"Yes, platoon leader."

Zhang Wei and Li Erdan carefully touched the two traitors who were cleaning up the garbage, and the remaining devil was directing them to work.

The three of them turned their backs to Zhang Wei and the two, and the devil looked back from time to time, as if he was on guard for something.

Zhang Wei sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Li Erdan who was about to step forward: "It's not right, it's a trap."

"Platoon leader, what's the matter?"

"The little devil has an ambush!
Li Erdan asked unawarely: "It shouldn't be, platoon leader, this little devil is so vigilant, if they really come with so many people, why would they need it?"

Zhang Weizhi pointed to the little devil and the ten o'clock direction of the little devil: "Look, the devil subconsciously ignores threats from the ten o'clock direction. He rarely turns his head there. This is not normal. There is only one possibility." , There are probably other devils over there, let's go, let's get rid of the little devils over there first."

In fact, Zhang Wei's judgment was not wrong. The devils in the stronghold knew that after the telephone line was cut off, but the stronghold was not attacked, they knew that the guerrillas should have done a good job, not the large forces of the Eighth Route Army, otherwise the stronghold would not have been attacked. .

Moreover, the Xinyi Regiment, the main force of the Eighth Route Army closest to this place, is quite far away from here, not to mention that their stronghold is so close to the county seat, they lack heavy firepower and it is difficult for them to quickly take down the stronghold without alarming the devils in the county seat.

Therefore, the commander of the stronghold sent a combination of three devils and two traitors, and the two devils hid in the dark.

Beware of guerrillas who want to fight coldly, the remaining devil and two traitors are like bait.

"Platoon leader, I found two devils, cats lying on the other side of the stone."

"Don't worry, follow the usual training, let's touch it."

Zhang Wei and Li Erdan were cautious, and soon came behind the devil.

A devil rubbed his hands and stomped his feet again and again, cursing: "Ah! Damn Chinese people, you should kill them all, Mr. Xiaogang, aren't you cold?"

The other devil sneezed and stared at the direction where the enemy might appear: "Aqiu! Bastard! I have a cold and cold, where are these damned Chinese people hiding? Are they just destroying Are you on our phone line?"

Zhang Wei and Li Erdan looked at each other, took out the bayonet from their waists and rushed forward.

Puff, hot blood splashed Li Erdan's face, and the devil seemed to be struggling to warn when he was dying.

One had his mouth covered by Erdan Li, and the devil with a gun in his hand had his neck broken by Zhang Wei in an instant before he could fire a warning shot.

Li Ergou looked at the devil's body and said with emotion: "Platoon leader, this devil is like a little chicken in your hands."

"If you train hard, you will reach my level.

Put the corpse here, and come to pick it up after the remaining two devils are dealt with. "

This time Li Erdan touched the devil's back with ease, and wiped off the devil's neck neatly.

"Don't move!"

The two traitors fell to the ground as soon as they heard the movement behind them.

Tremblingly raising the gun, before the safety could be opened, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the foreheads of the two of them.

Zhang Wei took a look, made, an old acquaintance.

"Yo, why are you guys again?"

These two were among the few traitors that Zhang Wei spared when he attacked the stronghold a week ago.

Wang Zhen laughed and said, "Grandpa Balu, it's you again."

"Didn't I say last time that if you become a traitor again, you will be executed?"

"Grandpa Balu, don't shoot, listen to my explanation!"

(End of this chapter)