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"It's just that the stools are a bit crowded."

Jumping out of the truck, Wang Ran touched his butt.

After riding a truck for a day, covering a distance of 200 kilometers, my buttocks still hurt even though I rested for more than an hour midway. The temporary canvas stool was not very comfortable to sit on.

Especially after a long time.

"Fortunately, I have a place to stretch my legs."

Wang Ran also served in the military back then.

At that time, I was sitting directly in a stuffy truck. It was crowded with people and there was no room to stretch my legs.

That's like being stuck in a can.

Sitting for a whole day is more tiring than marching 50 kilometers fully armed.

As for the Da Shi Lun Taihang heavy truck, the carriage is huge, larger than a single train carriage. Even if two rows of soldiers are seated, the space is spacious and there is even room for movement.

"Gather, take a day off."

"We will go to the battlefield the day after tomorrow morning."

"The cadres of each company and platoon will come to my place for a meeting. We will go to familiarize ourselves with the positions tomorrow morning."

After a short rest, Wang Ran began to make final preparations before the battle.

Distribute position maps.

and familiarizing commanders with the battlefield.

As for participating in the battle, there is no rush. Although the Japanese attack like mad dogs, the troops have sufficient strength and there are many reserves, so there is no problem in blocking them.

Let them come, just to let these new troops responsible for blocking, rest.

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Bang, bang, bang...

at the same time.

Pinghan line.

A military column was heading towards Shimen along the railway tracks.

Fifty Japanese soldiers were crammed into the crowded military train freight carriage. Because there were no seats, the Japanese soldiers could only sit in rows on the carriage floor, without even room to stretch their legs.

There were no ventilation holes, so the compartment door was partially opened for ventilation, but the cold wind also roared in.

At the front, a Japanese officer wearing a military coat was still chattering, preaching bushido and instigating the imperial jihad.

"Long live the Japanese Empire."

"For the holy war, for the empire, for the locusts."

"..."

“Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity onboard.”

Below, the Japanese recruits were agitated and didn't listen to a word.

Although they had undergone four and a half months of military training on the mainland or on the peninsula, and had a good spiritual understanding of Bushido, coupled with the Japanese propaganda, this group of recruits were full of confidence in the war.

But in the cramped and cold train carriage, all energy had to be put aside, and there were only sparse responses.

At the very back of the carriage, Shinji Tairakatsu, a recruit from Hokkaido, frowned, stretched a small area, and then pinched his legs and feet that were starting to feel numb. An unpleasant feeling began to emerge in his heart.

Although they have experienced live-fire training, they have also trained in battlefield tactics.

But they didn't have guns.

According to the team leader's explanation, they were recruiting new recruits and needed to wait until they reached the battlefield before being equipped with guns.

only··
Shinji Tairakatsu knew that two years ago, when the empire was recruiting new soldiers, they would still bring weapons to the battlefield in order to enter the battle as soon as possible.

So, the Empire is out of weapons?
In other words, the empire's weapons production capacity can no longer keep up with the consumption of the war.

Moreover, at that time, the training time for new recruits was eight months, but now, although it is advertised as six months, they actually only train for four and a half months before going to the battlefield.

Some recruits only trained for four months.

Frontline troops are in short supply!

Another thought appeared in Hiraishatsu Shinji's mind.

Otherwise, why would the empire let these poorly trained recruits go to the battlefield?

It is also possible that the loss will be great.

But either way, it's not good news for him.

"idiot!"

The biting cold wind blew in along the open carriage. Shinji Pingsheng shivered from the cold, and he cursed inwardly.

He is not tall enough, only 1.57 meters tall. He is also thin and has poor physical strength.

He was judged as a second-class soldier.

So he was not recruited into the army three years ago. At that time, his second brother was drafted into the army. After training, he joined the 27th Division. According to the news a year ago, he had become a squad leader.

He commanded ten men and garrisoned a stronghold.

But since August last year, there has been no news or letters.

His second brother sends letters home almost every month, and the outcome is predictable.

As for the eldest brother, he died in the Songhu conflict seven years ago in the first year of joining the army.

Therefore, Taira Katsu Shinji has no interest in the so-called Bushido. In his opinion, the only advantage of joining the army is that today, when local prices are getting more and more expensive and jobs are becoming more and more difficult to find, joining the army can at least make a living.

Or, do some military service, stand out, and make some money.

It seems now.

I'm afraid things are different from what the newspapers say.

"On the battlefields of the Republic of China, silver dollars were everywhere."

In front of the carriage, the Japs squad leader was still chattering, but Bushido and Silver Dollar, which the Japs recruits had little interest in, were much more attractive to them.

In the carriage, except for a few die-hards who were brainwashed, believed in the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, and participated in the war with Asian ideas of Asia, most of the rest, after having to serve in the army, changed their mentality and thought of promotion and wealth. Target.

It's actually normal.

After three years of war, the number of Japanese Class-A soldiers has become increasingly rare, and the number of die-hard brainwashers who are loyal to Bushido has naturally become less and less.

This can be seen from the increasing number of surrendered and even corrupted Japs.

When the topic reached this point, the eyes of the Japanese recruits suddenly lit up.

Although four months of brainwashing made them agree with the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, it was not enough to make them really fight for the bushido and the empire.

But if it's a silver dollar, it's different.

"Really?"

Looking at the scenery outside through the open car window, Shinji Tairakatsu thought of a letter his second brother sent back to a comrade and fellow countryman whose legs were disabled due to the war, secretly hidden in a prosthetic leg.

Because it was sent back secretly, I wrote some secrets about the army.

The letter stated that the Republic of China was very poor and it was difficult to seize valuable supplies. Moreover, most of the seized supplies would go to the empire, and he could only keep a small part.

He also said that Tubal Road was very difficult to deal with. Last year, the empire suffered several disastrous defeats at the hands of the Eighth Route Army. Their divisions also suffered disastrous defeats in June and July. He was told to try not to join the army, even if he deliberately injures his body.

The Asahi Shimbun said that the empire made huge seizures on the front line and annihilated hundreds of thousands of enemies. The 27th Division raided the Taiyue base area on Tubal Road in June and July last year, destroyed the Taiyue base area and seized a large amount of supplies.

Therefore, Shinji Pingsheng didn't quite believe what the squad leader said.

His second brother would not lie to him.

"river."

At this time, the train passed a river.

Looking through the open door used for ventilation, one can see a river on one side of the railway track. The fast-flowing river is full of whirlpools and splashes of waves several meters high. From time to time, unmelted ice and snowflakes can be seen. Not far away, there is a cliff.

If you fall, you'll be dead.

An idea appeared in Hiraishatsu Shinji's mind.

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at the same time.

"The Japanese army is coming."

Qian Dayun led his team to ambush beside the cliff.

The day before yesterday, the headquarters sent a plane to secretly transport three tons of explosives to the guerrillas near Shuijing Town at night.

Although the front line in southern Hebei is fighting.

They are still behind the enemy lines here.

However, Yunwu had low noise, and in the mountainous area near Shuijing Town, the guerrillas had a stable control area. It was very simple to find an open area where the plane landed, and the Japanese did not notice any movement during this period.

Although it is just a homemade tung explosive in the base area, its power is much inferior to that of yellow explosives, let alone the Octogen explosives produced by the independent group.

But in terms of power, it is much stronger than black powder.

Besides, three tons, even if it is black powder, is enough to carry out this mission.

Last night, they buried explosives on the cliff wall overnight.

Three tons of explosives were all buried in the cracks in the rock wall and connected to detonating wires.

Just waiting for the Japanese troops to arrive today.

At this time, no one needed to tell Qian Dayun that he could see that not far away, a long train with black smoke and steam coming from its nose was gradually approaching.

It was the Japanese troop transport column they had been waiting for for a long time.

In the second carriage, a Japanese soldier wearing cold-resistant clothing and carrying a 38-meter cap was seen, looking around cautiously.

"Prepare."

Qian Dayun took the binoculars, looked at the approaching Japanese troops, and ordered.

The detonator behind him pressed on the detonator.

"Detonate."

When the Japanese army arrived near the cliff, Qian Dayun gave the order to detonate.

boom!
Three tons of tung oil explosive exploded on the rock wall.

After the headquarters agreed to send explosives, Qian Dayun began to plan the bombing mission in detail.

Although there are three tons of explosives, if they were buried directly on the railway tracks, not to mention that the bombs would be easily discovered by the Japanese. The Japanese would have railway patrols and inspection teams passing through almost every day, especially in this dangerous area.

The lethality is not high either.

Even if it is three tons of tung oil explosive, its power is only equivalent to more than two tons of yellow explosives. However, the military column has more than ten sections and several hundred meters in length. The high chassis can weaken the power of the explosion and it is difficult to guarantee the complete destruction of the military column. Kill the people on the military column.

It is also more difficult to achieve another main goal - to completely cut off the Japanese railway transportation route, making it impossible for the Japanese to repair it in a short time.

So he devised a way to blow up the rock wall.

Through directional blasting, the rock wall is blown up, causing the rock wall to collapse and causing a large amount of rockfall.

The falling rocks, which weighed tens of kilograms and weighed tens of tons, rolled down and were enough to smash the Japanese army into pieces and throw them into the river. No more than fifty of the more than 500 Japanese recruits survived.

Collapsed rock walls and huge rockfalls could completely cut off railway lines. The Japanese would not be able to repair them within a month and a half.

Things went as Qian Dayun expected. The rock wall collapsed and rocks rolled down, crushing the Japanese army.

Although the Japanese army columns are made with plenty of materials, when faced with boulders of more than ten tons or dozens of tons, they are no different from those made of clay.

Some of the military train carriages were smashed flat and buried in the subsequent rolling rock flow, and some of them rolled down the river and disappeared into the fast-flowing icy river.

When the smoke clears,
The railway next to the rock wall also disappeared, and was completely buried by the collapsed rock wall.

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Half an hour after the military column was attacked.

"puff···"

On the tidal flat below Shuijing Town.

Shinji Hiraishatsu, who was lucky enough to be washed up on the beach, climbed up from the beach. Although his whole body was cold, compared with the coldness of his body, his heart was colder and the fear in his heart was even greater.

For a time, he forgot his current situation.

The military column was bombed.

Recalling the moment when the squad leader and dozens of other locust troops in the same carriage were smashed by huge rocks, he recalled the moment when the huge rocks passed right in front of his eyes.

Shinji Pingsheng was trembling all over.

Almost,
Just a little bit, he was going to be smashed.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to sit at the end of the military train carriage, then he would have been smashed to pieces like the other recruits in the same squad, and not even his body could be found.

Shinji Taira even felt that a huge boulder, estimated to be thirty tons, was brushing against his nose.

If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been buried under thick gravel like other recruits.

Or because of the impact, they fainted and finally froze to death in the cold river water.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

When he fell into the river, a few unlucky guys cushioned him and prevented him from fainting. In the end, he even hugged a piece of driftwood and survived.

Thinking of this, Shinji Pingsheng suddenly realized his situation and quickly took off his clothes.

Soaked clothing will cause him to die of hypothermia.

Fortunately, although there were still some fine ice fragments in the rapid river, it was already the end of March, the temperature was above zero, and there was sunshine. Shinji Tairakatsu took a few breaths and bounced around for a while before recovering. Stiffness of body.

At this time, a group of Japanese patrols passed by and were rushing towards the bombed railway. This group of Japanese soldiers discovered Shinji Heisheng. After some inquiries, the squad leader sent someone to send Shinji Heisheng back to the stronghold.

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"Boss, good news."

Compared to the Japanese, the headquarters got the news immediately.

After all, almost every base area now has a shortwave radio station.

After Qian Dayun blew up the military column and assessed the scene, he immediately reported the success of the attack to his superiors.

Also benefiting from the offensive of communication methods, the headquarters can also contact almost every base area in North China in real time, and even the guerrillas in the south.

"What good news?"

The boss has been keeping his mouth shut lately.

There is good news almost every day.

The Japanese attacked for more than a month. Although there were victories and defeats, and the troops suffered a lot, in general, the situation was still within the control of the troops.

The road is still in the hands of the army.

Most of the large factories near the highway with a large number of old and dilapidated machinery and equipment were also destroyed by Japanese bombings.

According to Li Yunlong's news, the reimbursement has been calculated.

It is expected that all the machinery and equipment will arrive within this year, and it will also come with technical experts and technical information to help the base master these machinery and equipment.

"The guerrillas launched an attack on the Japanese army train transporting new recruits near Shuijing Town. They completely destroyed the Japanese army train. Among the nearly 600 Japanese recruits, no more than 20 of them survived."

"Moreover, it also completely cut off the Jia-Zi-Ping-Han Railway."

"I estimate that within a month, the traffic will not be open."

Staff report.

"it is good!"

The boss was overjoyed. (End of chapter)