Chapter 216: Mingxin

(... No matter how naive or ridiculous the new recruits on the battlefield are, they deserve respect; especially those who dare to rise up and fight against the war behind enemy lines, no one forced them, they voluntarily stood up at the moment of survival of the country... Excerpted from "My Memories of the War of Resistance - Cao Xiaomin")

With a shocking "boom", the locomotive was overturned. Under the action of inertia behind, the entire train rushed to the broken bridge one by one, and then fell off the bridge with a roar. The triggering devices of the kerosene barrels under the bridge were triggered in the big explosion before the train fell, and the carriages rushed directly into the sea of ​​fire!

Although Xiaohe is already the highest road from the railway, it still cannot install so many cars. Many cars that have been off-tracked are rolling down to both sides. With the loud noise of the collision, the screams in the car quickly disappeared. When the carriages hit a few fights and then settled, they probably died almost the same?

There are so many people, there will definitely be a lot of money! The "Little God" and the others looked at the panicked group of Japanese cavalrymen in the distance, their eyes shining.

"Boss, why don't we go down and drive the devils away..." A guerrilla soldier said to the "little fairy" with a salivating face: "Boss, there are not many of us brothers who have driven foreign food. If there are still living women in the carriage..."

"Hehe, the cannon in his hand is not very good, the one below is still tough?" "Little God" smiled wickedly: "I guess those little ***s have lost their souls. As soon as they rush, they might be in chaos. What do you think, brothers? Will you fight or not!?"

"Fight!" Almost all the people who were stimulated by the explosive fire unanimously agreed with the boss's opinion - aren't it just twenty-something Japanese? We have hundreds of people!

"Kill!" Hundreds of guerrillas were holding guns, holding wooden sticks, holding big swords, and rushing towards the small bridge...

According to the plan, once the guerrillas were killed, they had to evacuate as quickly as possible and return to Matougang from the small trail to participate in the battle in the Yangzhou area; but when the guerrillas faced the raging trains and the Japanese soldiers with less than 30 people, they forgot all their orders and plans: as long as they rushed up to drive away the Japanese, they might be able to spend a lot of time!

There are hundreds of guerrillas, but there are actually only a dozen guns, and the others are cold weapons!

"Bang!Bang!..." Gunshots kept ringing, more than 20 Japanese cavalrymen opened fire, and the crowds of people charging intensified to fall down...

The Japanese are cavalry! It is impossible to catch up and fight to the death!

The "little god" was anxious. It was obvious that their idea of ​​driving the Japanese away was not valid. Now it exposed itself even if it was a problem! If everyone fled in scattered at this time, especially to the other side of the river to the west of the river, it would be difficult for the Japanese to chase them. But just like they like to gather together during the attack, the guerrillas who have never really gone to the battlefield couldn't help but gather together when they ran away, and always thought that it was safer to be with their brothers when they were panicking...

More than twenty Japanese cavalrymen rode behind the horses, and they were not in a hurry to disperse the crowd. On the contrary, they drove the crowd forward from both flanks like sheep, using rifles and crooked handles to shoot. When some of the crowd fell into single orders, they suddenly accelerated and slashed with sabers... More than twenty Japanese soldiers accelerated and drove the crowd in an orderly manner, while shooting and harvesting lives. Hundreds of guerrillas fled all the way, and the ground they ran across was full of corpses and blood stains. No gun could play a role. Many people threw all the guns to escape faster... Less than ten remaining guerrillas were running away and they were about to die. They cried helplessly, watching the Japanese soldiers catching up with them. Only then did they realize that they had thrown away their weapons...

"Ah~~!" "Ah~~!" With screams, the guerrillas were cut into two pieces under the sabre. The plunged corpses threw out the organs in the body cavity as soon as they landed on the ground, and they were spread all over the ground in red and white; their heads were cut off by the Japanese cavalry and hung on the horse...

This team of guerrillas did not kill all the Japanese. Five people survived. They all suddenly realized that running like this was a dead end when they fled with the brigade. Then they pretended to be shot and fell on the road, risking death by horse hooves. Among them were "little gods". The five people quietly got up like stray dogs after the Japanese ran away and disappeared into the wilderness...

"So many people, you five are back!" Xie Zhong was a little angry, and the other guerrilla captains looked anxious. Soon, they did not act according to the plan and did not abide by military orders... all the crimes were displayed. Now, as long as Xie Zhong gave the order, everyone would take the "little god" out and shoot him.

Xie Zhong looked at Cao Xiaomin, looking for his opinion in his eyes.

Cao Xiaomin also wanted to kill the "little god" with one shot! The consequences of this battle are hard to estimate: after witnessing the tragic situation of the "little god" troops, many people suddenly became angry, and it was obvious that some people were already giving up.

You have to suppress your anger! Cao Xiaomin said to himself over and over again. "Little God" is on the battlefield almost at the same time as himself, but he can grow much faster than him. In addition to the consciousness of traveling through time, it is probably very important that Cao Xiaomin grows up with "single ears", Liu Er, "Jiaozi" and "Little God" are surrounded by rookies who are even more delicious than him... Isn't he responsible for this crushing defeat? Why not let the "drunk" or "old bedbug" lead the team, and let this always-light guy stand alone!?

"I think this crushing defeat is worth summarizing..." Cao Xiaomin spoke. He did not directly say how to deal with the "little god" but began a killing deduction on the battlefield situation.

"Look! What if you could make arrangements based on the situation where the Japanese always had cavalry and chariots, and boldly arranged the personnel to set up ambush west of the river bank? Even if the Japanese found out that you could not encircle you in a short time, don't you have the chance to escape?... In training, everyone actually knew what to do when facing the enemy's pursuit, but why didn't it be done in actual combat? Why didn't there be any alternate cover but scattered? In fact, it's very simple. It's not that everyone is so afraid of death, but that everyone has not formed combat discipline and habits, and that they don't pay enough attention to training..." Cao Xiaomin came from the war

The summary of the venue gradually shifted the focus of the speech to making everyone pay more attention to daily training and preparation for combat situations. After everyone formed a convincing consensus, they turned the topic to the Matougang Battle, which might start soon: "In fact, through the analysis just now, you can know that if we really do exactly as planned, the war is not scary, and the Japanese are not three-headed and six-armed! Then let's carefully study the arrangement of the Matougang Battle. Do you have any questions or additions to the plan? If you don't understand, you should say it out, or you don't care about your brothers and don't treat them as human beings!"

After this big lesson, the guerrilla captains who were originally involved in the research and preparation of the combat plan became serious all of a sudden. It turned out that they did not fully understand many aspects. Now they broke the bastard and asked the friendly forces who protected each other in advance, and even the friendly forces who protected each other joined in a lot of questions and exchanges in advance, reminding each other to pay attention to what to pay attention to... The meeting continued until late at night, and everyone finally felt that they were completely familiar with the combat plan, and seemed to finally feel relieved. At the end of the meeting, Cao Xiaomin announced the punishment for the "little gods": before the people were beaten away, the "little gods" were not allowed to go to prostitution. Every time he attacked the enemy, he would use all the money he received to support the families of those brothers who died, and at the same time he was relieved of his position as captain, and let him follow the "drunk" as a follower, and slowly learn to make meritorious contributions...

The punishment was a little joking when the "little god" died, but the relaxed atmosphere also relieved everyone a lot of pressure. It was obvious that everyone relieved a lot after the meeting and was no longer so timid. Unconsciously, everyone began to admire the commander-in-chief Gaoshen, and their "political commissar" Chief Cao even more admired and obeyed.

"It's been a day, and the devils haven't come yet. Maybe they think that the Matougang guerrillas have been wiped out in the Pukou area..." Cao Xiaomin left behind a "little god" and said, "So we must stimulate them again, and just go outside Yangzhou City to do something big, or declare that it was the Matougang guerrillas. This is done on your land, is it okay?"

"Little God" nodded and agreed as soon as he heard this: "No problem, I can definitely get out of here if I vote near Yangzhou City Gate!"

"Report! The headquarters call..." Just as Cao Xiaomin and the others were discussing how to provoke the Japanese in Yangzhou, Han Deqin's telegram over there arrived: "Be sure to launch a raid against Yangzhou within two days, the momentum is greater..."

OK, I have always responded vaguely. I just agreed to break the attack on Yangzhou and sent a death talisman. Is it difficult to fight on the front line of Bengbu? Cao Xiaomin had no complaints. After reading the telegram, he did not study any plan and directly ordered the "little god": "No matter what method you use, as long as you can make up for the Japanese so angry that you can't sit still, you will be able to make up for your merits!"

"Listen, brothers, don't worry about so many things. This time we went to Yangzhou, we would attack the business company that picked the *** people. The men cut off my head, the women would be happy first and then kill them, and the bodies would be scattered! If you encounter a good guy, you would come back to the commander, and the political commissar would be slaughtered... In short, you would do everything you dare to think and do to me!..." This is the combat order given to his brothers after returning to his camp!

(Author: Very good, the day went smoothly, the old man just lacked blood supply to his heart, and the rest were all known *** diseases... It was safe this year for the Chinese New Year.)
Chapter completed!