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After driving for more than half an hour, the motorcade of the observation group came to Dawangou. At this time, the sky was slightly brighter.

On the canyons on both sides of Dawangou, there is a Japanese soldier standing guard with a [-] rifle every few tens of meters.

Sitting in the co-pilot and looking at the soldiers of the First Army, Naotomi Hattori had a look of displeasure on his face.

According to Commander Tada Hayao's order, he and these imperial army elites came here to watch a wonderful performance.

However, the reality is that they have been led by the nose by that guy Yamamoto since they arrived here, and they haven't even seen the eight roads, let alone the performance.

Are the soldiers of the First Army best at directing traffic?

Naotomi Hattori's face became more and more displeased.

What Naoto Hattori didn't know was that at this time his convoy was in the field of vision of several Eighth Route Army commanders' binoculars.

In the headquarters of the new regiment, Li Yunlong, who stepped on the ladder, raised his binoculars and said excitedly:
"Haha, Lao Tzu's big fish has arrived, and it's quite early."

Beside him, Chu Yunfei held up his binoculars and said in an exclaimed tone: "My God, it's really a big fish. I can see all devils wearing military uniforms."

As for the military rank, it was still unclear in the field of view of the telescope due to the dim light in the morning.

But this whole truckload of devil officers looked unusual at first glance. If they were killed by Eighth Road, the devils would probably go crazy.

"Brother Chu."

"Do you think I can catch the 9th Brigade with this big fish?"

With a smile on the corner of Li Yunlong's mouth, he glanced at Chu Yunfei, and then continued to look at the Devils convoy.

"It can be caught by fishing, but it is not easy to say how much can be caught for the time being."

Chu Yunfei raised and lowered the telescope in his hand and said.

"Old Li!"

Kong Jie bent over and walked in. Although his voice was lowered, he could hear the excitement in his tone:
"Here comes the big fish, there is more than one net, there are more than a dozen fucking nets!"

Behind Kong Jie, Ding Wei also walked in, his expression equally excited: "His grandma, it seems that we can really have a big fight this time!"

Immediately afterwards, Cao Sanlian and Qiu Zhangcheng also walked in, and the excited eyes of the crowd flashed with murderous intent.

Seeing this, Chu Yunfei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The atmosphere of the officers of the Eighth Route Army is really incomparable to that of the officers from Jinsui.

Facing the powerful Japanese army, most of the officers of the Shanxi-Sui Army were afraid to avoid it, and tried to shirk each other in order to preserve their strength.

And the officers of the Eighth Route Army are all scrambling to go up, lest they won't get the combat mission.

"Order the soldiers to get ready. As soon as the devils who are scouting and searching leave, the troops will immediately enter the ambush position." Commander Li said in a stern tone.

"Yes!" All the regiment leaders shouted in a low voice, turned around and left the headquarters, and walked towards the positions of the commanders and fighters.

After the group leaders left, Li Yunlong walked to the radio communication machine on the table and looked at Chu Yunfei.

He smiled and said, "Brother Chu, I'm sorry, can you avoid it for a while, I have a secret to report to the headquarters."

"No problem." Chu Yunfei glanced at the radio communicator on the table, and his expression flashed with surprise. This radio communicator seems to be more advanced than the one in the second war zone, and it must be a product from a large foreign manufacturer. After finishing, Chu Yunfei turned around and walked out.

After Chu Yunfei left, Li Yunlong picked up the microphone and receiver of the radio communication machine, put the microphone to his mouth, and put the receiver to his ear.

"Boss Li is calling Boss Chen, please answer!"

"Boss Li is calling Boss Chen, please answer!"

After calling twice, Li Yunlong heard Chen Feng's voice: "Boss Chen received it."

"Boss Chen, there is a big business."

Li Yunlong said.

"Wait a mininute."

After a while, I heard Chen Feng's voice again: "Boss Li, I have arranged for the pigeon to take off. After the pigeon approaches you, you can talk directly to the pigeon."

Li Yunlong looked happy, and said: "Thank you, Boss Chen, next time we meet, Li will treat Boss Chen to drink, and Boss Chen will be sure to give you a treat."

"Chen will definitely bother Boss Li next time."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, the two hung up the call.

On the night when Li Yunlong asked Chen Feng out to discuss big business a few days ago, Li Yunlong said that he would use up the opportunity of air support.

Chen Feng then asked Li Yunlong about the time and place, and the two agreed to communicate in code words.

Moreover, after the fleet arrived at the destination, Li Yunlong could also directly communicate with the people on the plane, which means that Li Yunlong could control the specific location and time of the bombing.

Even if the bomber fleet flies over the destination and the bombing time is not reached, Li Yunlong can still direct the bomber fleet to continue circling, and then drop the bombs when the time is right.

After hanging up the call, Captain Li's eyes flashed sharply, and his expression was filled with murderous intent.

……

Han Village.

Because the weather was so cold, the devils searched the vicinity of the road in the middle of the night, and then went back to stay in the gun towers and bunkers.

It wasn't until after dawn that the devils in the gun towers and bunkers came out again, and soldiers stood every few tens of meters on both sides of the road.

The devils didn't know that under the sorghum stalks and corn stalks on the cliffs on both sides of the road, the well-equipped No. 200 Eighth Road was hidden.

After driving through Dawangou, the team of ghost observation group drove along the road for about 10 minutes, and they were about to arrive at Hanjia Village.

Naotomi Hattori sat in the co-pilot of the third truck, looking at the soldiers of the First Army who were saluting, frowning tightly.

Unlike Naotomi Hattori's bad mood, the Japanese officers on the carriage seemed a little excited, pointing at the surrounding scenery.

Naotomi Hattori glanced at the devil soldiers, then at the cliffs on both sides, and found nothing unusual at first glance.

At a second glance, why are there more people on the edge of the cliff?

Naotomi Hattori thought he was delusional, when he heard an exclamation in his ear: "Baga, there are enemies!"

Taking a closer look, the man on the cliff seemed to be wearing a eight-way gray military uniform, with something like a loudspeaker on his shoulders.

What's happening here?
Hattori Naotomi's brain short-circuited for a second, and he fell into a state of bewilderment.

It was Wei Dayong who was carrying the bazooka, and his target was the devil's first truck.

The road between the cliffs is very narrow, not wide enough for two cars to pass, and only one truck can pass.

You only need to blow up the leading car and the tail car of the Devils convoy, and you will be able to condescend and form a situation of closing the door and beating dogs against the devils.

The rocket has already been loaded into the chamber, the optical sight has been opened, the scale has been adjusted, the right hand holds the handle, and the index finger of the left hand is placed on the trigger.

When Wei Dayong stood up, he simultaneously aimed at the devil's head car, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After a strange noise, the rocket shot out of the gun barrel quickly, and a trail of the rocket shot across the air in an instant.

boom--

The rocket precisely hit the driving Guizi head car.

The devil's head car was blown up in a cloud of mushrooms, and fragments of the car and broken devil's limbs fell from the sky one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a truck behind the devil was also hit by a rocket and ignited a raging fire, and the devil on the car was swallowed by the air waves and artillery fire in an instant.

The remaining Devil trucks collided and rear-ended continuously, huddled together, and the scene was once very chaotic.

"Baga, enemy attack!"

Naotomi Hattori's face changed drastically, he pushed open the car door, took out the bastard box and fired at both sides indiscriminately, as if only the sound of gunfire could give him courage.

The devils jumped out of the truck one after another, screaming strangely.

But at this time, a new group of soldiers on both sides had emerged from under the sorghum stalks and corn stalks, holding submachine guns condescendingly, and pulling the trigger at the devil.

The first company and the sharp sword squadron are mainly equipped with submachine guns. With the intensive firepower of about 200 submachine guns, the devils who hit at once have no power to parry.

Although Koshiki Toranosuke assigned two teams of elite guards to the devil observation group.

However, most of the equipment of this elite escort team is [-] pieces. In the face of this kind of terrain and dense firepower, the elite escort team is completely useless.

The devils standing guard in the nearby gun towers and bunkers were startled when they heard the sudden outbreak of fighting.

I was really taken aback.

Because these devils carefully inspected the cliff in the middle of the night last night, and they didn't find even a single enemy.

The devil subconsciously felt that there were [-]% no enemies on this cliff, so when a large number of eight roads appeared here, the devil was not only shocked, but also had a face full of disbelief.

It's too cloudy for Balu to play.

Under the dense rain of bullets, the Devils guards and officers suffered heavy casualties immediately. After the soldiers fired a magazine of bullets, at least half of the Devils were shot dead.

Another round of firepower, let alone kill all the devils, there is no problem in killing most of the devils.

However, the soldiers stopped firing at the same time. In order to fish out the 9th Brigade, let the remaining devils live for a while.

Hattori Naotomi, an old devil, was lucky. A devil Shao Zuo blocked the gun for him, and survived the first round of shooting.

Seeing that there was no follow-up attack from the eight routes, I couldn't help but look happy at the moment, it must be that the eight routes did not have enough bullets.

"Breakout immediately!"

"Follow me out!"

"Fools are active!"

After the Devils guards threw a few grenades onto the cliff, a group of Devils officers and soldiers rushed forward.

But the next moment, a rocket flew down, and the gunfire sounded like popping beans.

A truck was hit by a rocket, and a mushroom cloud burst out, igniting a raging fire, and several devil officers were blown into the air.

Another twenty or thirty devil officers fell under submachine gun fire.

"Baga! Go to the other side!" Seeing that the road was blocked, Hattori Naotomi rushed to the other side of the exit with the remaining devil officers and soldiers.

But the result was still the same. After losing 30 people, they were suppressed by the fierce firepower of the eight routes.

"Bagaya Road!"

"Get the radio!"

Lying under the site of a truck, Naotomi Hattori shouted angrily and in embarrassment.

Not long after, a radio was handed over to Naotomi Hattori, and beside him lay two senior officers.

"Call the 9th Brigade!"

"idiot!"

"Call the 9th Brigade!"

Naotomi Hattori quickly picked up the receiver and microphone of the radio, and roared loudly into the microphone.

"This is the 9th Brigade." A moment later, the voice of the 9th Brigade correspondent came from the receiver.

Naotomi Hattori continued to roar: "I am Major General Naotomi Hattori, the commander of the 21st Brigade. The observation group was surrounded by heavy troops from the Eighth Route Army in Hanjia Village. I ask your brigade to provide immediate support! If there is no reinforcements for 20 minutes, you will wait to give back to the empire." Army elites collect their corpses!"

"Hayi!" The voice of the correspondent of the 9th Brigade came from the receiver.

Hattori Naotomi, who had just put down the microphone, picked it up again, and roared into the microphone: "Baga!"