Chapter 336

I have to admire the fact that district mayor Ji Ping's skill in talking was really good. After the lines carefully arranged by the three rows of political workers in advance, the jaw-dropping eloquence described Shijing Village as a pitiful village that was severely oppressed by the Eighth Route Army and forced to garrison the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army "feared" the imperial army and took away many villagers when they fled. In fact, these villagers were all placed in the tunnel. There were almost no villagers left on the ground in the village, and there were empty rooms everywhere. There were completely nothing left.

The situation in Shijing Village was extremely distorted by Ji Ping, and even the number of team members in the 12th District was blown up by Ji Ping. More than 200 people were said to be more than 2,000 people. There were so many houses in the village covered up by soldiers' dormitories as an excuse to cover up Shijing Village in fact, a village with a construction scale comparable to a town. Many houses as important production departments were pointed out by Ji Ping as horses, either woodshed or kitchen, or grain warehouses. They fooled Japanese ono and Nio Ono and did not find that there were extremely important departments in the camp.

District Mayor Ji Ping opened his eyes and told nonsense in front of the Japanese, even made the villagers of Shijing Village and the staff of the district government secretly roll their eyes. It was a pity that this guy didn't go to the armed forces to infiltrate. He pretended to be the chairman, a spy traitor, or something, and dressed up like the other.

In order not to implicate the villagers in Shijing Village, unnecessary casualties occurred at the gun of the Japanese army, the 12th District Team did a lot of work before the transfer, even instructing the district government to disguise themselves as the Maintenance Association to welcome the Japanese army, playing hypocritical cards, and creating the illusion of false maintenance. How could the masses tell the Japanese and traitors the real truth?! Only the parties involved knew it well.

Ji Ping's active cooperation of "knowing everything and saying everything" made Ono Nio and others less alert. In their hearts, the real anti-Japanese elements could not be so obedient to the people. Ono Nio received a large amount of "valuable" important information, which made him particularly happy. In his heart, he had already put the Eighth Route Army here as "weak and timid, with internal conflicts abounding", and he no longer had to be vigilant before setting off the 12th District Team, but the Eighth Route Army's 12th District Team, which had "more than 2,000 people", still had to pay more attention to whether there would be traps.

The 12th District Team, who was used to guerrilla warfare, implemented the strategy of Lao Lang eating cows, exchanging space for time, and exchanging positions for depth. The main force of the Japanese and puppet army of Ono had just occupied the nest of the Eighth Route Army in his mind, and the second row that was backed up with grenade launchers were set up on the outside of the village. The gang fired several guns and blew up a military truck on the spot, knocking down five or six unlucky Japanese soldiers.

Nio Ono, who was smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line, had not had the chance to enjoy the good wine and food in the village. He was knocked down by the Japanese soldiers who were eager to protect his master. The roaring and explosion of grenade launchers outside the village made him frightened. If the Eighth Route Army had a relatively longer range, he would have bombed him with one shot.

"Taijun! Taijun! The Eighth Route Army is so powerful! For the safety of the Imperial Army, Taijun should evacuate quickly!" Ji Ping lost all the courageous spirit of the Imperial Army just now. The Eighth Route Army's vulnerable expression was shrank under the table with a look of earth and murmured in his heart, the comrades outside should shoot the right shot, don't bombard the shells into the village.

After being aroused by Ji Ping's words, he became angry from his heart. Ono Nio howled viciously: "Baiga! For the glory of the Great Japanese Imperial Army, chase me! I want to see what the Eighth Route Army looks like."

The Japanese army inside and outside the village immediately attacked and rushed straight to the place where the grenade launcher was fired. At the same time, the Japanese grenade launcher also spoke. In the dull sound of the borehole, small black dots flew straight out of the village, exploding clouds of smoke.

"Dog Damn it's a bait!" The second platoon leader Hu Pingzhi spat heavily on the ground and cursed, shouting: "Brothers! Retreat!" Harassing the enemy is one of them, but their bigger purpose is to lure the tiger out of the mountain.

The enemy is stationed and disturbed, and the enemy is tired and fought. It is a classic policy of guerrilla warfare. Both offense and defense are the way to use troops. When the 12th District team transfers positions, they do not give the enemy peace. After the blocking troops disappeared from the Japanese army's sight, they fired a retaliatory shot. They searched for several Eighth Route Army in the vast plains, and even considered the tunnel. This difficulty is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

After not staying in Ishii Village for a long time, Ono Nioyu pulled the team and began to chase the Eighth Route Team, hoping to catch a few live action teams to understand the movements and combat intentions of the 12th District Team.

District Mayor Ji Ping, who pretended to wave goodbye, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Japanese brigade leaving and said, "Damn, I'm scared! I've finally left. I'm afraid of showing off my strength if I stayed for a while." Ishii Village buried many important secrets in the 12th District Team, and I could only deal with the Japanese. Otherwise, the Japanese and puppet troops would dig three feet to search randomly, and 80% would reveal the secrets of the 12th District Team. Many important materials could not be transported away in a short period of time. If Ono Nioyu made up his mind to stay in Shiii Village and tied up with the 12th District Team, the 12th District Team would be passive. Now Ji Ping was doing a show, the most loss of Shiii Village was to be trampled on several acres of land, and the loss of pigs, chickens, ducks, and alcohol. However, the Japanese and puppet troops were also very ghostly. They were afraid of poisoning the food and did not dare to ask the village to provide a large amount of food. Before the stove was cooked, they were blown up by the 12th District Team.

"District Mayor! Let's evacuate the supplies as soon as possible!" said Xu Sanmao, a staff member of the district government.

"Yes, yes! The important thing is, find a few people to guard the village entrance, be careful!" Ji Ping wiped his sweat with his handkerchief, and knew that the eggs could not be placed in a basket. Taking advantage of the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops, he had to disperse the supplies quickly to avoid being taken over by the Japanese and puppet troops.

Although district mayor Ji Ping has always been timid and cautious, and does not have the perseverance and confidence that a Communist Party member should have, he has never had any idea of ​​surrendering and backward in even the most difficult environment. He has no credit and hard work. His work ability is still convinced by the villagers and district government staff.

The Japanese and puppet troops invaded a large-scale invasion, and the war machines at the base of the 12th District Team were fully activated. The materials gathering points distributed in normal times were quickly arranged on duty. The intelligence network quickly informed the moving 12th District Team at every move inside and outside the base area.

Wang Bao and the others were also very clear about the intentions of the Japanese and puppet troops. The first batch of grain for spring plowing this year will start harvesting. The Japanese army chose to launch an attack in May to occupy the grain-producing areas, seize the food source on which the Eighth Route Army relies for survival, and at the same time reduce the scope of activities of the Eighth Route Army. After so many years of fighting, both sides knew this one-shot plan, and it depends on who is faster and who is more ruthless.

The 12th District Team did not make the Japanese and puppet troops so easy. The endless harassment and sneak attacks made the Japanese and puppet troops exhausted. The entire army broke up again according to the combat functions of each platoon, forming nearly twenty combat groups to deal with the Japanese and puppet troops. You can raid my home and I will take out your stronghold. Wang Bao was not polite. He took advantage of the empty troops of the strongholds around the base area and severely destroyed four or five strongholds and set a fire to clean them up.

Guns and cannons and the crazy howling of Japanese officers were heard everywhere in the base area. The soldiers of the 12th District Team were elusive and the old gods were shooting guerrillas. They shot in the east and grenades in the west. When they were tired, they buried two mines to make the Japanese and the Japanese and puppet troops feel happy. When it comes to the terrain, they are probably not as familiar with the soldiers of the 12th District Team who usually take turns patrolling. Relying on the familiar terrain, they dragged the Japanese and puppet troops to train. In addition, they basically ran around the village. The large-scale forces of the Japanese and puppet troops could only cover their heads without reliable intelligence support.

The 12th District Team led the troops of Ono Nio's troops to run around the base area. The competition was to be familiar with the terrain and move quickly. The local militia were not slow to do it. They dug several roads one pit in the east and the other pit in the west. It was okay for people to walk through, but the Japanese trucks were gone. The attack was originally a specialty for the military and civilians in the base area.

In the early morning of the night, a sudden whistle broke through the Japanese camp. A long fire dragon rushed straight from afar and drew an arc and crashed into the camp. A bright white shock wave aura suddenly dissipated to all sides. Then, amid the huge explosion, fire and smoke enveloped the entire camp.

The originally quiet camp immediately became hustle and loud, with crying, moaning, screaming, and the sound of guns getting fired from time to time. The frightened Japanese and puppet army machine gunners blindly poured bullets into the darkness outside the camp in panic.

On the hillside two kilometers outside the Japanese temporary camp, Li Wei held up a telescope to check the Japanese military camp where the fire was soaring into the sky, and sneered: "Hmph! The local missiles are enough for you to bear, let's continue playing tomorrow."

The materials produced by the military workshop could not be taken away in a short time. In order to reduce the marching load, they had to consume a large amount of gunpowder to make a nearly three-meter-long earth rocket with a range of only two thousand meters. The target enemy camp is not small and there is no need for any accurate head. The materials and craftsmanship are very rough, but the fierce explosives and metal explosions inside are enough to remind the Japanese and puppet troops that the Eighth Route Army was very angry and the consequences were very serious.

After admiring the chaos in the enemy camp for a while, a soldier beside Li Wei reminded: "Plane leader! Let's retreat first!" This soldier was specially sent by the district captain Wang Bao to stare at Li Wei. Because he lost the God Refining Art, his combat power was greatly reduced. Wang Bao was worried that Li Wei would not be able to control himself and break into the enemy group and charge him as usual, and only sent Li Wei some combat missions that did not have close contact with the enemy.

"I understand!" Li Wei waved his hand and habitually touched the fighting thorn behind his back that had not been eaten for a long time. It seemed that he would have to fight melee for a long time.
Chapter completed!