The country is broken

The sacrifice of a close comrade-in-arms made Li Wei a lot of psychological burden. If he could remind other comrades-in-arms, or if everyone was more careful, maybe there would be no such tragic casualties. In comparison, Li Wei was more willing to accept McDonald's In the confrontation with the devils, he died in battle.

The instructors of the first company and even the instructors of the second battalion all saw Li Wei's state in their eyes, and said a few words to Li Wei from time to time to let him let go of the burden. The instructors and instructors were familiar with this kind of job of relieving psychological pressure, and soon Li Wei Wei felt a little better. In the war years, the phenomenon that comrades in arms would sacrifice at any time had to be accepted abruptly.

But Li Wei couldn't keep silent any longer, he wanted revenge, and he still remembered some useful things in his mind.

Modern Tactics!

For example, modern tactical gestures have been widely used, which directly avoids the danger of attracting the enemy's attention by making sounds during combat, and the effect is to greatly reduce the casualty rate exposed on the battlefield. [

During the training process every day, Li Wei communicated the modern tactics he remembered as much as possible with Lei Long, the squad leader of the third squad. , The practical experience is extremely rich, Li Wei's theory quickly won the sympathy of the squad leader Lei, and was immediately transformed into practical training. It's just a pure attack method, and it uses a coordinated attack method, which greatly improves the combat capability of the entire squad.

On September 1940, 9, the sun was setting, and the burning clouds in the sky brought the last brilliance of the day. The evening wind blew away the heat of the day and brought a sense of coldness.

"Old Li, Li Qiaomen, I'm Lao Zhao!" Chairman Zhao of the peasant association in Shangzhuang knocked on the door of a farmer's house.

"Here we come, Chairman Zhao, I'm really sorry, I just squinted for a while. I squinted too much." A man dressed as a farmer opened the door.

"Oh, my uncle, what time is it, Lao Li, are you ready?" Chairman Zhao of the Peasant Association wiped his sweat with a sweat towel, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, let's go now." Farmer Lao Li was about to confess a few words to his wife at home, but he was pulled away by the chairman of the farmer's association, Zhao, "what are you talking about? I'll talk about it when I come back, come on, come on I'm leaving, Commander Wu of the Second Battalion and they still want you to show them the way."

Only the voice of a woman in the courtyard shouted from a distance: "Father, be careful, come back early!"

"Understood! Go back to the house, Feng Jiu." The two figures were already in the dark.

"Hurry up, it's too late, I'm so anxious." Chairman Zhao of the Peasant Association wiped his sweat as he walked quickly on his feet like the wind.

The three regiments attacked the East Fort, and they were not familiar with the enemy's terrain.And it was attacking at night.In particular, local people who are familiar with the terrain are needed as guides to lead the combat troops into combat positions. The underground party member Lao Zhao, the chairman of the peasant association in Shangzhuang Village near Dongtuanbao, personally brought a civilian guide to the Second Battalion.The other guides have already been led by people from the peasant association.

"Hmmm..." the farmer Lao Li also followed while waving a sweat towel to fan the wind.

"You must take the second battalion to the right place, don't take it wrong, or I won't forgive you. If you miss the battle, you have to be responsible."

"Well! Don't worry, I can feel the terrain there with my eyes closed." Farmer Lao Li nodded.

"Forget it, forget it, Lao Li, you can behave better today, and you must give us good looks to the young and old in Shangzhuang." President Zhao of the peasant association said.

"En!" The old farmer Li Han replied earnestly.

When the two of them took advantage of the last rays of the sun to sprint away.A few sneaky figures appeared in the woods by the roadside. Their clothes were no different from those of the local peasants. Except for their ghostly movements and extremely cautious steps, they even made people think that they were traveling with the two people in front of them.

Chairman Zhao of the peasant association and Lao Li, a farmer, rushed on their way without realizing that someone was quietly following behind.

"When the fight starts, don't go too far. Fighting is the business of the soldiers. Don't go up there to join in the fun. Be careful yourself. Your family is still counting on you."

Farmer Lao Li just wanted to answer.Unexpectedly, a piece of soft stuff covered his mouth, "Oh!~" Just as he was about to scream out, he was fainted by a sweet smell, and his limp body was immediately supported by a few hands and lifted aside However, another person continued to follow President Zhao. [

The people who covered Lao Li moved very quickly, and carried Lao Li into the woods at once, while the person who quietly took Lao Li's place followed the chairman of the peasant association Zhao and walked away quickly.

Chairman Zhao of the farmer's association didn't realize at all that the people following him had been reassigned, and the last muffled voice of farmer Lao Li was heard by him as a response.

It was completely dark, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the moonlight from time to time. Chairman Zhao almost relied on the blurred road surface and the distinctive marks on the road. Lanterns or torches, but today the Eighth Route Army has a major operation, and they cannot reveal their whereabouts.

The people following President Zhao tried to draw out the short dagger several times to kill him, but in the end they held back and continued to pretend to be the farmer Lao Li. The sky was dark, and it was almost difficult to distinguish people from leopards.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high and murderous night!" Li Wei looked at the moon in the sky gradually being covered by black clouds, and from time to time he would lose sight of his fingers.

All the soldiers had white towels tied on their right arms, and they lined up neatly, waiting to set off at any time.

"Why aren't you here yet!" Second Battalion Commander Wu Ergou paced back and forth anxiously with the pistol in his hand and the military cap on his forehead.

"Here we come!" The battalion instructor pointed to the two figures hurriedly approaching in the distance, "Old Zhao, why did you come here?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm late, you are all ready, people have brought it for you, so let's go immediately." Chairman Zhao of the peasant association greeted him from a distance, and he saw that the second battalion had been lined up. team.

"Okay, let's go quickly." The second battalion commander seemed to be on a stimulant, everything was ready, and the only thing he owed was the guide.

"Old Li, you can take the second battalion commander and the others to set off. I have to go to the fourth battalion." Zhao, the head of the peasant association, said directly without looking back. Until now, he didn't realize that the farmer Lao Li had been transferred. Bao, and the soldiers of the Second Battalion who saw this Xibei product thought that this man was their guide.

As soon as Chairman Zhao of the Peasant Association finished speaking, he heard a few soft chirping sounds in the distant sky.A few shining signals flew into the sky, and the battle in the distance started.

When he turned around, his eyes flicked over that fake old Li, but he was a little surprised why Lao Li suddenly became a little stronger. Before he could be suspicious, he was attracted by the sound of fried beans in the distance. From time to time, dull explosions accompanied by slight tremors on the ground came from under the feet.

"Ah, it's started. I have to take a step first." Chairman Zhao, who was also on another mission, directly brought the people behind him to the Second Battalion Commander.After a few greetings, he left.

"Go slowly!" The instructor of the Second Battalion waved his hands and watched as Chairman Zhao of the Peasant Association disappeared into the night.

"Line up! Let's go!" The second battalion commander shouted at the same time.

Led by the fake old Li, the Second Battalion followed suit.

When the signal flew into the sky, the outside of Laiyuan city was like firecrackers on New Year's Eve, almost inaudible, dense and loud. On the outskirts of Shangzhuang, the first battalion of the third regiment borrowed from the second regiment of the third division The mortar blasted towards the devil's stronghold in Shangzhuang.

The gunshots seemed to erupt suddenly, and the Japanese army position on the Mantou Mountain west of the Eastern Fort, which had been quiet a moment ago, suddenly seemed to be boiling.

From time to time, the flames of the explosions would reflect the figures of the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were less than concealed.Immediately, it will attract a bunch of people to sweep over from different angles.

Several searchlights were fired on the devil's bunker to shoot towards the battlefield.All soldiers who are illuminated by the light will immediately lose their vision due to the strong light, and then several streams of blood will emerge from their bodies and fall down.

The Japanese devils in the stronghold were frightened when they saw the Eighth Route Army rushing towards them under the light.The firing holes are opened, and every firepower point is firing. [

Fighting was fierce on the southwest side of the East Mission Fort. From time to time, a bunker that was spitting out flames was blown up with cluster grenades by desperate soldiers rushing over, and the densely covered barbed wire was also torn open by scattered grenades.

The Eighth Route Army attacked suddenly, and the devils should be in a hurry.

In order to deal with the deep ditch, the engineering squad of the third battalion took the door panels or wooden racks removed from the local people on the ditch, and groups of soldiers rushed up as soon as the firepower point in front was knocked off.

"My soldiers, my soldiers! ~~~ Knock out those lights for me, kill him." The third battalion commander watched half of the soldiers in the platoon fall directly on the enemy's ground with tears in his eyes. Before firing.He was so anxious that before eight o'clock in the evening, several of his companies quietly hacked open the enemy's barbed wire and deer villages in the dark, and killed a few sentries, but they were discovered somehow, and they started doing it all at once.

"This battle is not easy to fight. There are too many casualties in the troops. The devils seem to be prepared." The instructor of the third battalion frowned and watched the battlefield closely.The Eighth Route Army soldiers sacrificed almost every step forward.

The commander of the third battalion was so anxious that he jumped up and shouted: "Come on, knock out those bird lights for me, let him take a fart, quick, knock him out."

After a while, during the intensive shooting, there were always a few sharpshooters among the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and some of the devil's follower lights were blinded.

A company of the third battalion has already crossed the trench, paid the price of a squadron to cut through the layers of barbed wire, and broke into a peripheral wall on the southwest side of the East Fort. This is a dead corner of the enemy's firepower. A bunch of Eighth Route Army soldiers.