Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 123

On the night of April 1938, the Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Unit of the Eighth Route Army of the Dabie Mountains carried out continuous guerrilla operations against the enemy’s rear. They wiped out more than 300 Japanese gendarmerie troops in Qingshui County, took down an important military arsenal behind the Japanese army, and attacked the commander-in-chief of the Japanese First Field Military Region. In the Ministry, the top officer of the Japanese army, Ono-kun, was injured, which dealt a powerful and destructive blow to the enemy and greatly weakened the enemy's military strength. During this period, the Japanese army was unable to carry out a large-scale mopping-up plan, which bought valuable respite time for the anti-Japanese base areas in our Ping An area. At the same time, the sharp edge of the Japanese army was attracted to the rear, and a brutal campaign of encirclement and suppression was about to begin.

Hundreds of guerrillas were in the ravine, and after annihilating the chasing devil squad, they retreated and quickly returned to Linshui County, five or six miles away, resting on a small hill. Hiccupping and looking at the blue sky and white clouds, waiting for the night to come down the mountain to blow up the little devil railway.

After Wang Dahao ordered his brothers to take turns guarding the surrounding area, he patted Yuangua's stomach and fell to the ground, snoring...

"Hahululu..."

In a single ward of the hospital behind the Japanese military area, Onojun stood in front of several devil officers with a short, fat figure, with one arm wrapped around a white cloth strip hanging around his short and thick neck, supported by devil soldiers on the left and right sides, blowing his beard and staring. Sounds of anger, grinning and yelling...

"Bagaya Road! You are full of big waste buckets, a disgrace to the Imperial Japanese Army!" Wala shouted anxiously, waving her other palm, and slapped several people's faces in succession. …

"Papa..." Several little devil senior officers, their faces suddenly red and swollen, their backs still standing upright, their hands clinging to their sides, their heads lowered vigorously, shouted in a very powerful voice. …

"Hi hi..."

"Kazuo Yamamoto hesitated for you to leave the guard without authorization, which caused the important military arsenal behind the imperial army to be bombed by the Chinese anti-Japanese armed forces. You were removed as the commander of the garrison and went to the frontline battlefield to serve the emperor to the death."

"Hi…"

"Matsuno Taro, you lied about the military situation because you were greedy for meritorious service. If it weren't for the fact that you are my student, you should apologize to the emperor by cutting yourself open, remove your position as the captain of the regiment, and go back to reflect."

"Hi…"

"Songyuan will choose you to replace Matsuno United, don't let me down again."

"Hi…"

"You sent an urgent message to inform the front line that the [-]th Division Corps will withdraw to the rear at full speed, forming an encirclement circle with the [-]nd Division Corps on the left and right wings, sweeping up the entire Dabie Mountain military rear area in a carpet manner, and digging the ground three feet will also wander inside the imperial army. , this anti-Japanese armed force was wiped out."

"Hi…"

As the sun sets and the sky darkens in the western mountains, layers of dark clouds billow and swallow half of the waning moon, gusts of spring breeze blow the treetops and make a sound, the forest in the mountains is bitterly cold, and the guerrilla captains are long and messy, running from the hillside. Bounced down, one by one lying on both sides of the devil's railroad tracks, raising their heads and staring at the railroad tracks with big eyes, looking left and right, there was not even a bright spot in the darkness...

"Captain, why hasn't the little devil's medicine train come yet? We've been guarding here for several hours, and there's not even a single movement."

"I don't think the little devil's train will come. Our guerrillas have been tossing around in the devil's den all night and made such a big noise. Now the little devil may have nightmares when he sleeps."

"Zhang San is as good as you are all day long, how can Chengxian know how to count on his fingers."

"Li Erdan, you son of a bitch, why is there you in that piece?"

"You bastards are going to be rebellious in the nest, you motherfuckers, please calm down." When several people were lying on the ground and arguing about setting the fire, there was a sudden sound of the train whistle, and the ground was shaking. Shocked slightly, brushed their heads side by side and looked up, the two headlights in front of the locomotive illuminated the rails brightly, and black smoke billowed from the big chimney...

"Mother's little devil train is finally here, we brothers did not wait a few hours in vain."

"Hey... Zhang San, you didn't calculate correctly, the little devil's medicine delivery train is here."

"Don't be so fucking talkative. Zhang San took his brother up to blow up the railway. The little devil rushed up after the train stopped, and then retreated after finishing the devil and snatching the medicine on the train. Remember that we have to fight quickly within ten minutes. Quick decision, or you will have to be supported by the little devils and the team will make dumplings, do you understand, brothers?"

"Captain, don't worry!"

"Okay...all the guys are ready to fight."

"It's the captain..."

Zhang Sanmao and the others ran with their belts up and down, towards the devil's railway track more than ten meters away. After two or three explosive packs were ignited side by side at the same time, several people turned around and ran seven or eight meters away, and fell to the ground plopping. Tens of seconds later, there was a loud bang, rumble, thunder, and bang bang, and the flames exploded. The earth and the iron pieces flew away, scattered from mid-air, and the rails collapsed several meters long, and the explosion was half a meter The deep pit, the Japanese army transporting medicine train on the rails, was forced to stop suddenly and slam on the brakes to cross the line of fire.

Wang Dahao jumped up and picked up the box gun, ran and shot and rushed over, shouting loudly...

"Brothers, follow me!" Hundreds of guerrilla fighters on the left and right sides of the railroad track climbed up from the ground one by one, swayed their figures with guns in their hands, went straight to the train and shot...

"Da da da..." Clarified, the bullets flew across and jingled, and the little devil rushed down from the train and just showed his head when he was hit by the flying bullets and fell down. The carriage was surrounded by crowds, dozens of little devils hid in the carriage, and shot back along the doors and windows towards the outside. As soon as the soldiers rushed onto the train with their guns in their hands, they were shot by the little devils, bang bang Hit down and sacrifice.

Wang Dahao stepped forward with a few people, pulled out the grenade from the waistband of his trousers, pulled the safety catch, and threw it in along the window. After turning around and running a few meters away, he was blown out by the grenade and collapsed. Flames erupted from the entire carriage, and the corpses of little devils were missing arms and legs, and their heads hung upside down on the windows emitting burnt black smoke. Wang Dahao slowly got up from the ground covered in dust, his head was buzzing. There was a buzzing sound, and I didn't even have time to breathe, I picked up the handle of the gun and rushed up...

"Come on, brothers!" Hundreds of guerrillas armed with guns and bayonets, jumped onto the train one by one and got into the carriage, bayoneted the dozen or so surviving devils, and stabbed the little devil's body with all their strength. , bringing out a jet of blood, each devil twitched his black face, grinned, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell down.

The guerrilla fighters quickly eliminated all the little devils on the train. Hundreds of people bent over and scrambled to get to work. One by one, they jumped down with their guns on their backs and their hands holding their medicine boxes. Let's go, Wang Dahao gritted his teeth and blew it up directly. He couldn't leave a piece of medicine for the little devil. Several carriages on the railroad track exploded at the same time, and the flames burst into bright lights above the night sky. The figure ran up and down, and the hula-la crowd got into the forest.

(End of this chapter)