Chapter 417

The place where these militias hid was three or four miles away from the highway. They smoked cigarettes and drank water to rest without any damage outside the enemy's reconnaissance firepower.

"Hey, I haven't been to the battlefield! You're so tender! Wherever you bury the thunder, we'll flash after the sound! It's not up to us to grab the position with bayonets." The militia Lei Donggou happily filled his cigarette pot with a handful of black and yellow tobacco, fired up, took a sip, and immediately became excited, and he spitted a long stream of white smoke, patted the militia called Han Bao, and said, "We are not carrying guns. Even if we finish burying the mine, we'll finish work. Listen, it's very loud. Don't just ring like a person who listens to someone's corner."

"I'm wrong! Why did it sound after so long? Why didn't there be any movement behind me? I said, "Good, do we only buried one thunder?" He listened with his ears for a while, and he didn't hear the explosion of the landmine again. The warrior who called Han Bao was confused on his face.

When several other militiamen heard what Han Bao's soldiers said, their expressions became strange. It had been a while since the first mine explosion, and there was no sound of mine explosion again. It seemed a bit abnormal. As usual, the mines should be blown up in groups.

"Hey! There is no movement! The Japanese are not afraid to move forward, right? Haha, we can suppress the Japanese with just one landmine. The tasks behind the people are probably completed by our group." Lei Donggou, who was smoking a dry tobacco, was exhausted and shook his head and said.

"Something is wrong." The other five militia were not as optimistic as Leidongdog. They were extremely abnormal and became monsters. More than three thousand enemies would never stop for a mine, nor would they just step on one ground and bury it. There was no movement for a long time. It was too abnormal.

"Go and see!" Zeng Zhiquan, the leader of the militia team, stood up from the ground with a gloomy face. There was no movement for a long time, which really made people suspicious.

"Let's go!" Lei Donggou, Han Bao and other six militiamen immediately followed the team leader to pull the thatch and touched the road back.

Through the sparse thatched branches and leaves, the seven militia saw strange scenes on the road.

Five or six Japanese soldiers grabbed a long pole like a circle in their hands and walked towards the face. The circle-like thing swept around the ground, with something covered in their ears, and they occasionally inserted a small flag on the ground.

The small flags were so full that the militia thrust. The Japanese's eyes were so poisonous. They buried mines under the flag. I wonder why the Japanese were so powerful that they could guess that there was thunder underground.

Behind the Japanese soldiers who were moving around in front, several Japanese soldiers followed, carefully laying down beside the flag and sprinkling a circle with lime. They also grabbed a small shovel in their hands and carefully shoveled soil beside the flag. There were several small holes nearby that had appeared on the road surface. The mines inside had been raised by the Japanese soldiers who had small shovels.

"Damn it!" When the militiaman Lei Donggou watched the thunder he buried were found out one by one by the Japanese soldiers, he angrily wanted to pull out his pony gun and fight against the Japanese.

"Ah dog! Don't move!" Several militiamen hurriedly held down Leidongdog, and swayed on the side of the road just fifty or sixty meters away from them. It would be awful if they exposed their hiding place.

"Don't worry! The Japanese want to get all our thunders out, that's a dream!" The militia leader Zeng Zhiquan followed his comrade Lei Mindongdao with a confident sneer on his face.

I heard from the comrades of the 12th District Team that since the mass production mines of Huangyadong Arsenal and the mine exhibitions were launched in each base, the Japanese have a professional soldier who specializes in dealing with mines. They are called mine-sweeping engineers. They have something called metal detectors in their hands, which specifically responds to underground metal bodies, especially mines.

However, the fourth company commander of the 12th District Team was not from Huangyadong's mixed bag. Although the base area of ​​the district team is not as good as the stones all over the Taihang Mountains, there are always a few stones in the mine workshop of the district team, and the stones are not metals. How can those metal detectors distinguish which stones are mines?

The combat effectiveness of the 12th District team has always been ranked among the base areas. It is rarely bullied and afraid of the strong and the Japanese and puppet troops frequently attacked. The mines produced are generally used to blockade strongholds and are not used for strategic defense. After all, the people also have to rely on road traffic to live. Therefore, the militia's use of mines is not as familiar as the Taihang War Zone. The mines in the Taihang War Zone have reached the artistic stage, no matter what minesweeping engineers you have. The visitors can just turn over and ignore those iron circles at all.

Although the Japanese soldiers swept out most metal mines, they ignored a few stone mines. Wars cannot tolerate any slight slightness, and a slight carelessness will cost you a price of bleeding.

Boom! ~

An explosion occurred on the road, ice and frozen soil flew around. In the black smoke, a Japanese engineer who was detecting mines was blown up in pieces, with no bones left, and only an iron circle was left rolling. The nearby minesweeping engineer immediately fell down. Unfortunately, while lying down, another engineer fell into the wrong position and triggered another mine. Another explosion sounded, and the upper body of the engineer lying on the ground disappeared. This was the result of lying down to avoid the elevation angle of the explosion. At least he had two legs and one butt to send him back to his hometown in Japan to work.

"It's so fucking loud!" A militia praised with a proud look on his face: "Have you heard that, I buried it, it was so furious that I got close to it, so the Japanese could not escape." The explosion of iron thunder was thunder next to the stone thunder. Before the Japanese engineers could sweep it out, they were detonated, just as the enemy stepped on it in chaos after the mines next to explode.

The main task of destroying traffic lines has always been to the base area. The main roads leading to the security zone are completely muddy and rocky, and they can't run even if they run. Although people can walk through the uneven and bumpy mud on both sides of the road, cars and armored vehicles are no longer available. The roads are full of ditches and sluices, and the mines are only laid on the highway to cope with the enemy's large forces.

"Bageyaru! The work of the eighth Route Army!" Sato Masashita, the captain of the Japanese engineer who lost two of his subordinates, was so angry that he threw away the helmet in his hand. With such advanced equipment as the empire, he still hit the south wall. He lost his subordinates and was insignificant, but he lost his face but could not get out of Taiwan. He didn't want to run over from all the way, and was pointed at by the soldiers behind him and became incompetent.

Boom! ~

The unlucky steel helmet detonated another landmine, but fortunately it fell into a place where no one caused any casualties.

The Japanese and puppet troops behind were so scared that they took two steps back. There was a minefield in front of them! This mine-sweeping engineer may not be a test of all spirits. Landmines are a great challenge to the concept of retaining the whole body that Japan's Bushido and China have shared since ancient times. Whether it is the Japanese soldiers or the puppet troops, they do not want to be bombed to the point that only some rags are left.

"Tell Sato, don't worry, please continue to work!" On the contrary, Captain Nio Ono, who had been fighting with the Eighth Route Army for a long time, sent someone to comfort Masashi Sato, the captain of the Leisweep Squadron.

Without seeing the captain blame him, Sato Masashita's anxiety calmed down a little, and nodded to the communications soldier and said, "Please rest assured, Captain Ono, the engineer team will clear a road that can be passed as soon as possible."

If the troops transport trucks and armored vehicles are left behind, although this Japanese and puppet army can also bypass the minefield, its mobility and physical strength will be greatly affected, and the cavalry team cannot run on such a bad road.

The Japanese mine-sweeping engineer squad continued to clear mines. Captain Sato led his team to search carefully on the road, and even sprinkled a lime-print circle in any suspicious place to start clearing mines simultaneously.

The militia team watched the Japanese mine-sweeping engineers break through the minefield and set up most of the mines buried there. Only three mines worked. The militia were all gritting their teeth with hatred, but the district team was unable to give up on their own orders and could only retreat in disgrace.

In order to verify safety, the Japanese soldiers snatched a flock of sheep from a nearby village to rush to thunder, but no more landmine exploded. Captain Sato finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood by the road with his chest straightened his head to command the Japanese and puppet troops to pass.

A light sound, a blue firework roared into the sky, bang! A splash of sparks exploded.

The militia team responsible for laying the mines set up delayed fireworks during evacuation, and the blue flames indicate that the action has failed.

A crystal snowflake fell on Li Wei's face, and the surface of his skin immediately felt a hint of coolness when the snow turned into water. "It's snowing?" Li Wei reached out to pick up the snowflakes that began to fall in the sky at some point. The gloomy sky and the biting chill in the wind seemed to herald the arrival of a heavy snow.

Until now, Li Wei has not adapted to his current role. With a smile, many soldiers and enemies were destroyed in ashes, which is completely different from the warriors who were rushing on the battlefield happily in the past. The soldiers who only need to be responsible for him were the first time. Li Wei felt that his shoulders seemed to be under an invisible burden. The gaze of his comrades around him looked at him clearly was the absolute trust that entrusts his life to him. There will inevitably be sacrifices in the war. This made Li Wei not dare to face these sacrifices at all. When his lively smile was always frozen in front of him, the man was also sad.

This base area that has infused the hard work of myself and my comrades. Every hour, comrades in the army have sacrificed in battle. Every command of their own will determine the fate, survival or death of everyone.

Li Wei can see the future, but the martyrs who have been sleeping in the ground can no longer see the future prosperity of the motherland.
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