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Chapter Four Seven Five: Autumn Harvest and Winter Collection 33

The six people riding on the war horses were all wearing gray military uniforms of the Eighth Route Army. The commander in the lead was waving a muffle gun, followed by a soldier holding a Czech machine gun. The soldier holding a machine gun was constantly firing, as if opening the way for the firepower of the commander in front.

The first thought came to Iijima: "The important figures of the Eighth Route Army want to break through!"

"Suspend the attack and block the enemy!" Iijima issued such an order without thinking.

In fact, before Iijima issued the order, his soldiers had already begun to shoot on the ground to block the sudden appearance of the cavalry. For a moment, the Japanese bullets shot towards Zhou Yougen and others like locusts.

Zhou Yougen and others rushed to the south, where Iijima's main force was located, and the firepower here was the most powerful.

It is almost impossible to shoot accurately against fast-moving cavalry. The best way is to cover fire with killing weapons like artillery fire. Grenade launchers like the Japanese played a good blocking role. Before Zhou Yougen and his team could reach the forefront of the other party, there was already a war horse in their team and soldiers suffered casualties.

The south must be unable to rush over, Zhou Yougen shouted loudly with his head and said, "Follow me and rush east!"

The Japanese encirclement was not complete, and the gap was mainly on both sides of the east and west. Because the Chinese army was on the mountain, there was a distance of 300 meters between the same brigade of the Japanese, but this distance was also considered a death distance, and all of them were within the range of the Japanese and the first brigade.

Zhou Yougen rushed here with the remaining three soldiers, and the Japanese who had been waiting for the battle had already fired. The red sun was about to sink, but in the eyes of the Japanese, four people and four horses were covered in the rays of light, roaring like gods.

In order to block the so-called eighth-root officials, the Japanese fired all the ammunition, machine guns, rifles, and grenade launchers. Bullets flew past them, and grenades kept exploding around them. In the iron and fire, a horse was shot. Zhou Yougen was about to rush to the enemy. The only four people who had just set off were Zhou Yougen and the machine gunner. Zhou Yougen's small team of luring the enemy was about to be wiped out.

At this moment, the machine gun on the Niuwangzhai position fired. A machine gunner from a brigade fired himself. As a member of the Chinese people, his compatriots were shot unscrupulously by the enemy on their own territory. The machine gunner couldn't help it anymore. Without anyone's order, he decisively pulled the trigger and fired.

"Dada, dadada..." The sudden machine gun bullets from the Niuwangzhai position shocked the Japanese. Some threatened Japanese soldiers began to turn their guns and shoot at the first group of soldiers. The firepower shot at Zhou Yougen and the others was finally dispersed.

Just as Zhou Yougen was about to break out of the enemy's encirclement, the Japanese machine gun shot over, and the warrior who was following him was shot in the chest and fell off his horse.

Almost at the same time, Zhou Yougen felt that his abdomen seemed to be hit hard, and this heavy blow almost knocked Zhou Yougen off the horse. Zhou Yougen soon felt that the part that was hit was wet, and he knew in his heart that he had been shot.

The wound began to hurt, and Zhou Yougen covered the wound with one hand. The other hand insisted on whipping the horse. He knew that he could not stop, and his only way to survive was to rush out.

The part of his waist became wet and wet. The wound began to feel heartbroken. Obviously the wound was bleeding a lot. Zhou Yougen, who was riding on the horse, was dizzy. He had to lie on the saddle and let the horse run eastward.

Zhou Yougen's cavalry breakout paused Iijima's attack because Iijima really didn't know if there would be a new breakthrough team in the Eighth Route Army. He had to stabilize his position first.

The sacrifice of Zhou Yougen and others took some time on Iijima. The sun in the sky finally set down the mountain, and the night that Liu Zhenghong had been looking forward to finally came.

The Japanese soldiers set fires on three sides, and the frontier of Niuwang Village also set fires on them. However, the Eighth Route Army team sandwiched in the middle did not have a trace of fire.

Not setting fire means there is no hot meal to eat, and the soldiers at night will be very cold. The island, who is eating dinner beautifully with a hot lunch box in his hands, believes that tomorrow morning, his soldiers will kill all the cold and hungry Eighth Route Army members on the opposite side with just one charge.

There seemed to be no movement on Liu Zhenghong's side. In fact, Liu Zhenghong was preparing to quickly move from the bottom of the ditch. The dead were buried. The wounded had been lifted up, and some things that could not be taken were buried on the spot. Everyone gathered together and waited for Liu Zhenghong's order.

"Set out!" Seeing that everything was ready, Liu Zhenghong issued an order.

Originally, the best time to break through was when the enemy was the most tired at one or two o'clock in the night, but now his troops can no longer hold on to that time, so Liu Zhenghong had to order the troops to break through at this not the best time.

The troops quickly all went down to the bottom of the ditch, with stones of all sizes at the bottom of the ditch. From time to time, people were tripped by the stones, but no one shouted in pain.

The torches in Niuwang Village made the bottom of the ditch bright, and there was basically no problem with the troops marching. Liu Zhenghong and his team found some sacks at the bottom of the ditch, which contained some steamed buns and some ammunition, which were all thrown by Ma Chunchang and others long ago. Liu Zhenghong asked everyone to divide the ammunition, and then each person took two more steamed buns. They were chewing the steamed buns while walking east along the ditch.

In the afternoon, the Japanese army had already discovered a deep ditch under Niuwang Village, but Iijima believed that the ditch was under the nose of a large brigade. Judging from the current situation, it was impossible for the National Army to let the Eighth Route Army pass through here, so at night, they also sent a few people to sneak out to the edge of the ditch to guard.

In order to get out of danger as soon as possible, Liu Zhenghong and the others walked very quickly. But just as they arrived at the exit, the Japanese guard post fired.

Because it is only forty or fifty meters away from the Niuwang Village fortifications, in order not to stimulate the first brigade, the Japanese sentries only sent two soldiers to guard the situation. It is only seven or eight o'clock now, and the Japanese sentries are very alert. The sound of people walking at the bottom of the ditch alarmed them. After they found Liu Zhenghong and others, they immediately fired guns to warn them.

The gunshot alarmed Iijima. Iijima soon realized that it was the Eighth Route Army breaking through. He immediately ordered the soldiers to attack forward and try to block Liu Zhenghong.

On the Niuwangzhai position, Xiao Liuzi personally went to the forefront.

The gunshots, and the figure in the night is obviously the Japanese pounced on them.

"The devils are coming up, beat me hard!" Xiao Liuzi ordered.

In a moment, the machine guns in the fortifications fired, and the rifles on the position opened fire, flames continued to emerge from the muzzle, and bullets shot towards the black shadows like raindrops.

At this moment, the phone in the fortification rang, and it turned out that it was Liang Xixian who called.

"What's going on in the frontier? Why did you shoot?" Liang Xixian seemed to realize something, and she asked sternly.

Xiao Liuzi shouted: "Report to Director Liang, the Japanese took advantage of the darkness to launch a fierce attack on my position. Are we fighting back?"

"Is Iijima crazy? Will he attack us?" Liang Xixian seemed a little disbelief.

Xiao Liuzi blocked the shooting and played a role. The Japanese soldiers rushing up were blocked by the rain of bullets forty or fifty meters from the ditch. The Japanese who were hit by the First Brigade began to fight back. The Japanese who were angry and embarrassed began to vent their firepower completely on the head of the First Brigade. For a moment, gunfire sounded like fried beans, and the explosion of the grenades was almost connected in pieces.

Xiao Liuzi was too lazy to talk to Liang Xixian. She shouted to the microphone: "The Japanese are coming up soon, listen to it yourself. They are preparing for firepower."

After saying that, Xiao Liuzi raised the microphone in his hand, and he wanted Liang Xixian to listen to the sound of the Japanese guns and cannons with his own ears.

On the other end of the phone, Liang Xixian held the microphone in his hand and was puzzled. The Japanese wanted to destroy the Eighth Route Army, and their side had blocked the Eighth Route Army. Iijima had no need to attack him?

Li Qinglin was with Liang Xixian. He snatched the microphone from Liang Xixian's hand and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go to the front line quickly and let's see what's going on."

Seeing that Liang Xixian was still a little dazed, Li Qinglin waved his hand and said, "Old Liang, you should stay at the command center. I'll just go and take a look."

When Li Qinglin and his men arrived at the front, the gunshots were already a little sparse. It was not that Xiao Liuzi reduced the firepower, but Iijima woke up. Iijima found that he should not have exchanged fire with ** at this time. His main task at this time should be to pursue Liu Zhenghong. Therefore, Iijima ordered the troops to retreat from the front line one by one in order to pursue Liu Zhenghong's team.

In Xiao Liuzi's fortification, Li Qinglin listened to the sound of gunfires of the Japanese. Soon, Li Qinglin issued an order: "Let the artillery platoons hit the Japanese's head twice!"

The shells were already very scarce in the Ninth Detachment. Even if the gunfire was so intense just now, Xiao Liuzi was reluctant to shoot them. Now Liu Zhenghong and the others have gone out safely, and the Japanese also want to stop. Xiao Liuzi didn't want to waste such precious shells, so he looked a little reluctant.

Li Qinglin patted Xiao Liuzi's shoulder and said, "Liuzi, although the Eighth Route Army members have already gone out, they have not gone far. If the Japanese can catch up, they can still catch up tonight. Let's take two shots at this time, maybe we can drag them a little longer."

Li Qinglin is the supreme commander. Although Xiao Liuzi was a little unwilling, Li Qinglin's orders were still implemented without fail.

"Bang!", a mortar shell exploded on the Japanese position.

"Enemy attack!", "Enemy attack!", the Japanese soldiers were in chaos, and they all fell to the ground to prevent being injured by shrapnel from the next mortar shell.

But after a while, there was no movement in Niuwang Village. The Japanese soldiers thought it was okay, so they stood up one after another. But at this moment, with a "bang!", the second shell exploded again.

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