Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 183
The sun rises and the morning light falls.

At the city gate of Datong, a crowd of people waiting to leave the city gathered. Although this is an enemy-occupied area, life must go on.

Even if the ruler changes, he still has to live, lingering on his last breath.

Datong is the traffic center of Jinchasui and the intersection of Pingsui and Tongpu.

It is also an important storage and transshipment center for coal production in northern Shanxi and grain in Shanxi and Sui, and materials from Pingjin that enter the interior of northern Shanxi are also distributed here.

So this is the economic center of northern Shanxi, and it is also the top priority of the devil's defense.

Zheng Hu led the horse, hiding in the crowd, watching the devils guarding the city gate without haste, those blood-stained memories could not help but come to mind again.

After the fall of Datong, in order to achieve the goal of ruling here, the devils caused countless tragedies, among which there were five cases involving more than a thousand people. The XX City tragedy killed more than 3800 people; the XX County tragedy killed more than 2300 people; the XX City tragedy killed more than 1000 people; the XX City tragedy killed more than 1000 people; the XX East tragedy killed more than 1070 people.

The statistical work of these tragedies is basically reported by his leadership after the collection is completed.

Zheng Hu calmed his emotions and told himself not to think about these past events as much as possible, for fear of affecting the subsequent command, because he hadn't fought such a big battle for a long time.

My own guerrilla team, plus the brother troops, there are almost 1000 people participating in the battle this time.

The guerrilla department is not like the regular army, the more people there are, the more energy it takes to command, so this time he divided the more than 700 people he can command into three units of different sizes.

He couldn't mobilize other brother troops. If he didn't want to borrow guns, he wouldn't want brother troops to participate.

It's not that he is greedy for merit, but that in this era of inconvenient communication, sending messages across twenty or thirty kilometers is really hard work.

And this operation can be regarded as a blitzkrieg. From the forced stop of the train to the end of the battle, he only had an hour at most, and this time also included the time to collect supplies.

As for killing or capturing the major general, that was only a secondary task in his plan.

At this moment, he looked at the city gate that had not been opened for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, because usually the city would open at about 7 o'clock, but today it was almost nine o'clock, and those devils who were working abroad had not moved yet.

After a long wait, finally around nine o'clock, the devils slowly opened the city gate and let people out of the city.

As the city gate opened, Zheng Hu led a gray horse and walked slowly through the city gate with the flow of people.

Looking back at the city wall full of vicissitudes, he got on his horse, swung his whip, and walked away.

Since the arrangement was made in advance, there was not much time wasted in the mobilization before the station and the assignment of tasks. The general deployment was completed in Zhaojiawozi, which is in the north of Yingxian County, at about 11 o'clock, and the rest is The three groups of troops moved separately.

I looked at the time, it was 11:20, and I had to hurry up, because the brother army had to go there in person,

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Zheng Hu arrived at Fuyuan Village as scheduled. The leader here, Qi Delong, is an old acquaintance of his, and the two of them have cooperated a lot in these years.

I came here not for anything else, but for guns!
Two "[-]-style" mortars, and a dozen rounds of shells.

Don't look at the two mortars that can be seen everywhere on the battlefield, but Zheng Hu doesn't have one. Although he has a [-]nd artillery in his hand, the direct-pointing artillery of the [-]nd artillery is not suitable for this ambush.

The Type [-] mortar has a curved ballistic trajectory, small dead zone, fast rate of fire, high power, light weight, and small size. All these advantages are especially suitable for erection in mountainous areas such as Daqiuling.

This time, in order to make the battle go smoothly, he specially came here to borrow guns.

The revolutionary comrades-in-arms did not talk nonsense when they met. Qi Delong immediately greeted Zheng Hu, "Huzi, long time no see. I heard that you are going to be a big ticket? Why, do you have a brother too?"

Qi Delong was bluffing, Datong was fifty miles away from him, he knew that Zheng Hu was fine, and he would never take the risk to watch him run away.

Zheng Hu didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained the purpose of coming: "Of course, didn't I think of you, brother, so I came here to borrow guns from you?"

"Borrowing guns? No!" When Qi Delong heard this, his head immediately shook like a rattle.

Just kidding, there are only two cannons for labor and capital, and less than 10 shells, and they are all shot out if they are lent to you.

Zheng Hu smiled, looked at Qi Delong with eyes that had seen through you a long time ago, and then curled his lips: "I know you have two skills, don't cry poorly for me, we played a cooperative stronghold a year ago, you still Two shots were fired."

Qi Delong rolled his eyes, "No, it's just a grenade!"

"Why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? Can I not tell the difference between a grenade and a mortar? You think I'm stupid, go into the room and talk!"

"Okay!" Qi Delong said, leading Zheng Hu into the room.

After closing the door, Zheng Hu said: "Map!"

After the map was set up, Zheng Hu explained his plan. After finishing speaking, Qi Delong slammed his mouth, "Be good, major general!"

"Is there a cannon this time?" Zheng Hu asked.

Regarding the major general's final itinerary, only four intelligence stations received definite information, and only Zheng Hu's branch finally carried out the sniper mission.

And coupled with the slow transmission of information, Qi Delong only now knows that a major general has become Zheng Hu's target.

Qi Delong is 40 years old. He is an old guerrilla and an old revolutionary. He is usually happy to kill a second lieutenant. This time he has the opportunity to play a major general, so he can't help but want to participate.

Of course he knows exactly how much heavy firepower like mortars is in stock.

However, given his years of experience in fighting devils, he can certainly tell that his stockpile is not enough for this ambush, so he frowned and said, "Yes, but there are still seven shells left, isn't this brother?" I lied to you, I have used a few rounds to beat devils these days."

"You prodigal bastard, you don't know how to save money!" Zheng Hu couldn't help cursing when he heard that there were still seven shells left.

"Broken Mao family, my brother and I are almost all from mud-legged backgrounds. It would be nice to be able to fire a cannon, so it's a waste of a little bit." Qi Delong roared weakly.

Zheng Hu made some calculations. Although the shells are less, seven rounds should be enough, so he continued: "Okay, seven rounds are enough. Hurry up and pack the guns, I want to take them away."

"I said Zheng Hu, co-authoring you to come to my place is to rob, right? When you come, you say borrow guns. Labor and management haven't said whether to lend you?"

Zheng Hu smiled, "Do you dare to say no?"

Zheng Hu also laughed, and he frustrates his hands: "It's okay to borrow, but I have conditions?"

"What conditions, tell me quickly, labor and management are also in a hurry!" Zheng Hu pretended to be impatient and said.

"The person who fired must be mine!"

"no!"

"Why not, don't try to take it away without my cannon."

Zheng Hu thought for a while, "Okay, then hurry up and prepare, I have to go back and check the layout right now?"

After Qi Delong agreed, he called a little soldier: "Xiao Wang, go and assemble the team immediately, 200 people, take the best guy and labor to fight the devils!"

"Yes!" Xiao Wang paid a military salute and immediately went to assemble the team.

"Old Qi, what's going on here? Just two 200-styles will bring [-] people?"

"You don't need to take care of the food, we bring our own dry food!" Qi Delong said lightly.

Zheng Hu laughed, he had already figured out that Qi Delong would take part in it, so he never arranged the task of blocking the enemy north of Ying County.

"Okay, that's what you said, bring your own food!"

"Uh..." Seeing Zheng Hu's willingness to agree, Qi Delong also instantly realized that he seemed to have been tricked.

　When it comes to the real place name, it has been changed again, annoying.

　　Seeing that the results are not good, make adjustments and continue to persevere.

　　Every time I see the grades, I have an urge to write down. The average of less than [-] makes people not very motivated.

　　Writing military themes is not a specialty, um. In fact, the author himself does not know what he is good at writing. He has written a lot of themes, from fantasy to military, and there are four or five kinds. Rhythm up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)