Chapter 335

Before the Japanese and puppet troops formed an encirclement, the 12th District Team quickly prepared for evacuation. The armoured workshop was transferred into the hidden tunnels in the village, and the medical equipment and medicines in the health center were also transferred in advance. All the entire villages and outside the villages were covered up and aftermath were carried out, and important facilities and materials were transferred underground to the secret tunnels outside the villages to store. There seemed to be no trace of these facilities and places inside and outside the Shijing Village.

Twenty miles away from Shijing Village, the faint sound of gunfire indicates that the peripheral guards of the 12th District Team have been connected with the coming enemy, blocking and delaying the enemy's pace.

The transfer team of the 12th District Team in Shijing Village was ready to go, and everyone's expression was very calm, and there was no panic due to the gunshots from afar. Wang Bao was already standing at the entrance of the village and said to several communication soldiers: "According to the original plan, the second row will set out first to fight the front station, let the fourth row and fifth row cover the third row first transfer, and the first row will be responsible for cutting off the rear."

In order to avoid going to the countryside to sweep the main force and avoid fighting hard, causing unnecessary losses to the troops, the 12th District Team could only choose to be forced to transfer. Fortunately, running away was a basic skill that the Eighth Route Army had learned since the Red Army, especially in daily life, they paid great attention to the drills of the strong walls and clearing the fields. The soldiers packed their things and set off lightly and simply set off.

Although the Japanese and puppet troops were numerous, they suffered a lot and could not withstand the elusive attack of the Eighth Route Army. After half an hour of the 12th District Team, they completed a "warm welcome" to the Japanese and puppet troops' cold guns and mines. The row behind the scenes led the wounded from another direction, and attracted a large number of enemy troops.

The originally popular Shijing Village seemed to have returned to its state before the 12th District Team was stationed. The village was sparsely populated, except for a few chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, they were still wandering around the village, deserted, as if the Eighth Route Army had never been stationed before.

However, in the village, the original district government was busy. The district mayor Ji Pingzeng did not transfer to the 12th district team. As an administrative cadre closely linked to the masses, except for some work responsibilities, he was no different from the masses. Sometimes he even held meetings in the fields, doing farm work while holding meetings. There was no modern special place and serious meeting method.

The smoke and dust rose outside the village, and the roar of Japanese military trucks was getting closer and closer. The Japanese and puppet infantry soldiers rushed to the Laowo Shijing Village, which was in the 12th District Team, on both sides of the road.

The captain of Squadron of Ono Nio, who was transferred from Manzhouli and commander of the mobilization mission, sat in a shaking military vehicle and said to himself: "Yo Xi! This public security sweep was very smooth, and the Eighth Route Army was simply vulnerable. I really don't know how those fools in the past could have been killed by the Eighth Route Army."

The superiors dispatched several nearby Japanese and puppet troops to command by Nio Ono, an officer from the Kwantung Army, who was born in the Kwantung Army, to be fully responsible for this sweep mission, and strive to annihilate the Eighth Route Army operating in this area.

Since I came here, Captain Nio Ono has heard that the Eighth Route Army in this area is extremely difficult to deal with. In the past, there were strongholds nearby. Since the Eighth Route Army came here, more than ten strongholds were pulled out one by one in just a few months, and even many surrounding strongholds were often attacked. If it weren't for the original squadron leader of the stronghold where he was, half of his head was blown off by the Eighth Route Army, otherwise it wouldn't be my turn to take the position of squadron leader. However, today it seems that these Eighth Route Army's tactics are not weird and extremely difficult to deal with. It should be that the original local officers were too incompetent. Otherwise, how could he lead the team directly into the control area of ​​the Eighth Route Army? The vanguards and attacking troops in front of him fought extremely easily.

When Captain Nio Ono thought of this, he couldn't help but touch his chin with satisfaction. From the beginning of this morning to now, he has not encountered any decent resistance. Although he sometimes encounters strong blockages, he can easily break through the blockage. If it weren't for landmines from time to time, the troops could have advanced faster.

However, the Captain Ono was not a little dissatisfied with the fact that so far, no enemy's body has been found, only a lot of bullet shells and bloodstains were found on the scene.

Suddenly the military vehicle braked violently, and the captain of Ono Nio's squadron leaned forward. If he hadn't reached out to support him in time, he would have almost hit the windshield of the car and knocked his nose crooked. Ono Nio, who came to his senses, cursed: "Baga!? Yours, why did you drive? Do you want to hit me to death?"

As the driver, the Japanese soldier pointed at the front with grievance, and the military vehicles in front also stopped. If the brakes were not in time, they would probably have collided in a series.

After understanding what was going on, he didn't have the heart to apologize to the driver. Ono Nio stretched out the window and shouted to the front: "What's going on?!"

"Report to the captain Ono Squadron! There is a group of people outside the village in front!" A cavalry who was summoning hurried back from the front of the team and strangled the horse's head.

"Is it the Eighth Route Army?" Ono Nio immediately became nervous. A group of people appeared at the entrance of the village. Could it be that the Eighth Route Army was forced to fight the Japanese Imperial Army at a desperate situation?!

The cavalry replied: "It seems to be the common people!"

"Ordinary people?" Ono Nio was a little confused. In his impression, whenever he entered a Chinese village, all the villagers seemed to have seen ghosts. They were so bold to stand at the entrance of the village as far as they could see.

"Send a team of soldiers to check it out, and the other troops scatter and search, others stop moving forward, beware of it, it may be a trap of the Eighth Route Army." Ono Nio still kept a secret.

"Yes!" The cavalry shook the reins, and the war horses were so strong that they ran forward.

A small team of Japanese soldiers immediately formed a group of Japanese soldiers and approached the villagers at the entrance of the village nervously. Bai shook the bayonets and searched them, then ran back, ran directly to the front of the military card of Ono Nio's army, and reported: "The squadron leader, there was no sign of the Eighth Route Army. In front were the villagers of Ishii Village. They were here to welcome us."

"What mud (what)?" Ono Nio's eyes were wide open! The villagers in the Eighth Route Army base were still lined up at the entrance of the village to welcome the Japanese army? How could such a thing happen?! When I entered the village before, I summoned all the villagers to the village and made a mess. Now, I took the initiative to deliver them to me. I don't know if these villagers were stupid or were dazzled.

Ono Nio was a little confused, but his curiosity still made him decide to go to the front to see what happened in person.

This Japanese and puppet army stationed outside Ishii Village. More than a thousand Japanese and puppet soldiers surrounded Ishii Village to a strong extent. Ono Nioyu approached the village under the protection of the soldiers.

The old tree at the entrance of the village holds a banner, which says: "Welcome to the Japanese Imperial Army to visit our village for guidance."

"Welcome, welcome! Warm welcome!" The men, women, young and old in the village stood on both sides of the road at the entrance of the village, waving colorful flags, looking like they were greeting each other in a crossroads. Although their voices and expressions were weak, it still made Nio Ono feel better, as if he was accepting the support committee president in the public security area to organize the villagers to welcome him warmly.

As the saying goes, "No, no," said. Ono Nio squinted his eyes and waved to the villagers beside him in an elegant manner: "Yoxi, Yoxi! Good people, big, child, I'll have some candy to eat later."

A few young people from the villagers saw the Japanese army coming, and their faces showed a look of no hatred, but were immediately pulled by the people next to them and whispered: "Hey, don't show off your feet, just treat it as watching a monkey show."

Even the Japanese soldiers who entered the village were embarrassed to let go of their hands and feet, and they just stared at the chickens and ducks that were occasionally wandering in the village and drooled. If it weren't for the fact that the captain of Ono Nio's squadron did not give the order, they could only enter the village with civility and politeness and conduct a careful search.

A man in his forties, dressed neatly walked out of the team, nodded and waved his flag, and said, "Welcome the Imperial Army to our village! Thank you for your hard work, my admiration for the Imperial Army is like the surging waves of the Yellow River..."

"Okay, good people, what's your name? The Imperial Army has rewards, haha!" Ono Nio was flattered by the visitor's flattery and couldn't find the North, while the Japanese adjutant and translator next to him were all wide open, and they were all covered in white-haired sweat. Neither of them expected that someone could flatter her to such shamelessness.

"My name is Ji Ping, to maintain the work of the president of the association! It is also the great work of the Imperial Army. Please ask the Imperial Army to sit in the village." Could it be that the villagers knew that the person in front of them was Ji Ping, the district mayor of the district, and almost all had the illusion that the person in front of them was an authentic traitor lackey. Ji Ping, who has always been timid and cautious, always hides it very well. He uses positions and code names when he works and contacts. There are not many people who know his name. Neither the Japanese nor the puppet army traitors could see that the person in front of him was actually a big fish.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the maintenance meeting would be retained here. Ono Nio was obviously very satisfied with the hospitality of the villagers and followed the so-called "master of maintenance" Ji Ping into the village.

The Japanese army's search in the village did not find any valuable clues. It turned out that some important departments and facilities in the village were carefully concealed and dusted. These are the best ways to cooperate with the three rows, four rows and five rows. The disguise skills are almost a compulsory course for these three rows.
Chapter completed!