Yang Yue drove very quickly and pulled the distance away.

Fang Yifan followed carefully, for fear of an enemy attack.

Xu Yingji is very small on the map. But when he sees it, he feels very big. It is almost the same as a township market in later generations.

In later towns, there were more buildings and not much land area. However, there were no buildings in this era, they were all unfinished houses and many thatched houses. They were very simple, so they occupied a large area.

The gunshots came from the market town.

After a long circle, it was basically evening. The night was dark.

Yang Yue observed silently for a while.

The two sides fighting seemed to be guerrillas and puppet troops.

According to the information provided by Chu Yunfei, these puppet troops should be Sun Dianying's troops.

Sun Dianying was a famous tomb robber and a robber in the Dongling Mountains. His puppet troops were naturally of all kinds of religions and all kinds of people.

Chu Yunfei said it was a regiment of puppet troops. Yang Yue estimated that there were only five or six hundred people. Among them, there were probably two or three hundred people who could fight.

Most puppet troops are like this.

There are many nominal people. In fact, the core is just a small group.

At the beginning, the Japanese were also blinded, thinking that the "Imperial Army" might be able to share part of the combat mission. As a result...

Later facts proved that it would be good if the puppet army did not hold back.

Otherwise, Taro Yoshino would not have hated the puppet army so much, and killed all the puppet army without leaving any.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Yang Yue deliberately honked the horn outside the market town for a while.

Make sure that after hearing this, he slowly drove forward. At the same time, he looked at both sides of the road quietly.

The sound of the car's horns obviously alarmed both sides of the war. The gunshots gradually stopped.

Yang Yue continued to drive the pickup truck forward for more than 100 meters.

Then stop and get off by yourself.

Holding a rifle, staring around.

Still motionless.

The Eighth Route Army uniform is tall and handsome.

As long as you are not blind, you can see yourself from a distance and understand your identity.

Sure enough, not long after, a young man in casual clothes came from a distance, waved to Yang Yue from afar, and shouted loudly: "Comrade, which part of you are from?"

"From the March 86th Brigade." Yang Yue replied loudly.

The casual young man walked quickly to Yang Yue and looked up and down.

Then, he looked behind Yang Yue repeatedly and said hesitantly: "Comrade, you are the only one?"

"Yes! I'm the only one right now!" Yang Yue replied, "The road to the independence group was delayed."

"That's how..." The casual young man was obviously very disappointed.

Yang Yue knew exactly what was going on.

Don't believe in your combat effectiveness.

If you think that the independent group will not come, it will definitely not be able to solve the problem.

"What do you call it?"

"Yang Yue. Where are you?"

"Yin Dongjia."

"Okay. How is the situation?"

"I'll talk about it when your independent group arrives. It's hard to describe it now."

"Can't you say it?"

"It's useless to say it!"

"hehe!"

Yang Yue stood indifferently.

Since the other party didn't say it, he was not in a hurry.

"Captain Yang!"

"Captain Yang!"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came.

Yang Yue glanced at me with a squinted eye. It turned out that he had met an acquaintance. Lu Zongnan and Lu Zongfang's younger brother? It seemed that it was him...

I had dealt with him before near the Pinghan Line.

"Are you here too?" Yang Yue nodded to Lu Zongnan.

"Captain Yang, hurry up, please help!" Lu Zongnan was not polite either.

He didn't have a long time to get in touch with Yang Yue, and felt that Yang Yue was very young and similar to him, so he naturally wouldn't get along with him.

Yang Yue asked briefly about the situation.

They were indeed guerrillas and temporarily went to Xuyingji to perform their missions.

Sun Dianying did have a regiment of troops in Xuyingji. There were about 500 people. He was known as two thousand to the public. The regiment commander was Zhang Daqian.

Well, it’s not that master of Chinese painting. He is completely of the same name and surname. There is also a nickname called Zhang Tietou.

What does it mean? It means that it is very capable of fighting and no one can kill anyone else.

"This is a trap," said Lu Zongnan, "they lied to us."

Yang Yue nodded and asked calmly: "How many of us are there? How is the situation?"

"A working group, more than a dozen people were detained by them." The casual young man said angrily.

His name is Yin Dongjia. He is the captain of the guerrilla team. He has seventy or eighty men under his command.

The message of help was sent by him.

His guerrillas were obviously not the opponent of the puppet army.

After all, the puppet army had more than 500 people, with more people and more guns.

That Sun Tietou is also a long-term troop, and his own marksmanship is still very strong.

The key is that the Japanese are nearby and will come to reinforce at any time. Without a regiment's strength, it is difficult to quickly solve the opponent.

"The puppet army has a radio station?"

"have!"

"good!"

Yang Yue nodded.

The puppet troops who own radio stations are indeed a bit special.

Ordinary regiment-level units of the puppet army actually do not have radio stations. Since Zhang Daqian has a radio station, it means that it is indeed extraordinary.

"I have half an hour." Yang Yue said.

"What? Half an hour?" Yin Dongjia was stunned.

Lu Zongnan was also shocked.

Half an hour?

You heard it right?

How can this be done?

"It's only half an hour." Yang Yue repeatedly emphasized.

He is not lying.

It's really only half an hour.

Half an hour later, the Japanese cavalry would catch up.

"Then you go!" Yin Dongjia said.

"It's okay. I'll go in and take a look." Yang Yue disagreed.

Is half an hour not enough?

Enough...
To be continued...