Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 393 Chapter 392, reminisce and get started.

"Hello, instructor..." In a hidden valley, Li Yuexuan met the three battalion commanders of the Beiyue Second Division and was greeted first.

"You are... Li Tiezhu, Gao Tiechui, Niu Erdan. Haha, we haven't seen each other for more than two years. You are all battalion commanders now? Not bad, not bad. Congratulations!" Li Yuexuan took a closer look and recognized that these three battalion commanders of the second division were the trainee soldiers he had led.

"Actually, there's nothing to celebrate. At the beginning, there were eight comrades from our Second Division who went to learn grenade launcher firing from you, but now there are only three of us left! Also, if you hadn't treated me, I don't think I would have survived the incident two years ago!" Li Tiezhu spoke first, his tone filled with nostalgia and sighs.

"It was nothing at the time. I just happened to meet you and treated you. It was my job! By the way, where is your combat range this time? We have to divide it up so that no one can cause any trouble at night. It would be best if we set up a secret code or something, so that we can work together to overturn this railway line!" Li Yuexuan returned to the topic.

"This is the purpose of our coming here. This time..." After several discussions, the two sides agreed on the specific scope of attack and set some secret codes before leaving.

So, we were doing this right next to the Japanese railway, and the Japanese didn't notice it? The Japanese didn't notice anything, because they installed barbed wire on both sides of the railway, thinking it was very safe, and they relaxed their surveillance of the surrounding hills. In fact, even if the Japanese wanted to be more vigilant in monitoring the railway safety, they couldn't see so many hills.

Time passed quietly as everyone waited anxiously, and soon it was evening. The sun in the west seemed to understand the comrades' anxious mood, and did not stay in the sky for long, but soon fell down the mountain, taking away the last trace of sunset and returning the night to the earth.

The sun has gone down, but the moon has come up! Today is the 7th day of the seventh lunar month, and the moon is bright. The bright moonlight brings just the light needed by the people who are moving tonight. Just outside a small checkpoint with only 17 Japanese soldiers and 5 puppet troops, 20 figures are quietly marching under the moonlight.

Swish, swish, swish... The homemade combat boots with car tires and coats as soles, pigskin lining, cotton cloth and steel plates as uppers made slight noises as they stepped on the sandy and gravel ground beside the railway.

"Taijun, please try this. This is the liquor I got from those poor people during the day. This is good stuff. I'll fill it up for you!"

"Taijun, fried peanuts, stir-fried kidney slices, and fried leeks and eggs are all good dishes to go with wine. Let's not go home until we are drunk tonight!"

"Yoshi, yoshi, this is the day that should be here... Don't forget about patrolling the roads... You, understand..."

"Understood, understood. I'll arrange for someone to patrol the road right away..."

Listening to the sounds in the checkpoint, Tianchuan smiled slightly, then waved his hand and made an attacking gesture. In the darkness, several figures immediately flashed out, and in a few seconds they arrived at the door of the checkpoint, knocking out the two puppet soldiers on guard.

Then, Tianchuan led his men directly into the checkpoint where the soldiers were still eating and drinking, and started to kill the defenseless Japanese soldiers with bare hands. No one, whether it was the Japanese soldiers or the puppet soldiers, would eat with guns on their backs, so when faced with the special forces rushing up, the only choice was to stand up and fight with bare hands.

Of course, once they stood up and stretched out their hands, the matter was over! What kind of fighting power could the puppet army have? Except for a few die-hards who chose to fight, the rest just raised their hands and surrendered. As for the five Japanese soldiers, they were the first choice of Lowe and his men. They just went up and twisted their necks to the right, and the battle was resolved with a few clicks.

"You guys are living a good life!" Looking at the frightened eyes of the 15 surrendered puppet soldiers, Tianchuan naturally picked up a Japanese soldier with his head drooping and threw him aside, then sat down at the table and said, "Now, I don't have time to waste time with you. Two smart guys, come and tie up the others!" After Tianchuan finished speaking, he didn't care how the puppet soldiers tied up their own people, but calmly picked up the wine pot, smelled it, and put it down again, reached out to grab a handful of fried peanuts, and began to eat comfortably.

Five minutes later, there were chaotic footsteps outside. The special forces member guarding outside greeted the newcomers and walked in and made a gesture.

"Okay, hand over these captured items and prisoners to the Second Company, and we will continue to move westward!" Tianchuan glanced at the puppet soldiers who were tied up again, and then led his men out to continue.

"From now on, everyone should be more careful. The reason we were able to escape death this time is that we surrendered quickly! If you look at those few who dare to take action, they will all be in trouble! Alas..." Someone in the puppet army sighed.

Outside the stronghold, Tianchuan and his men continued to move forward. After taking over the prisoners and equipment here for the second time, they dispersed on the spot. Immediately, nearly a thousand young and strong civilians appeared on the side of the railway.

"Pliers, cut the barbed wire and take it away. We can all use it!" Guo Liandong ordered.

"Yes, Captain! Follow me!" Hu Yanlong called out, and the soldiers of the first company picked up the pliers and cut the wire mesh. As they moved, the wire mesh was cut into strips, and then the whole wire mesh was dismantled and folded on the ground, finally forming a row of rectangles more than 40 centimeters wide.

When it weighed about 80 kilograms, the wire mesh was cut again and the rest continued to be folded. The folded ones were placed on a cart and ready to be taken away.

The barbed wire was just a small matter, the rails were the real deal! Under the guidance of workers familiar with the railway, the rails were disassembled, tied up, and carried away. The sleepers were also gathered together, sprinkled with some useless gasoline, and lit into large fires with a match.

Soon, these fires connected into a line, and there were such fires burning everywhere on the entire Zhengtai Line.

Seeing this, Guo Liandong handed the matter over to the third company, and took the second company to catch up with the special operations team and artillery platoon and head west.

Boom... Boom, boom, boom... Finally, at some point in the night, explosions were heard under some railway bridges, and the bridge decks and piers were blown up...

Tonight is destined to be a lively night, a night of fighting, and a night that will keep the Japanese awake.

In Yangquan, at the headquarters of the 4th Independent Mixed Brigade of the Japanese, the urgent telephones kept ringing, the telegraph machines kept sending and receiving telegrams, and the Japanese kept busy. As the news was gathered, another telegram was finally sent, directly to the headquarters of the First Army.

"Damn it, the entire line is in danger? Report to the front headquarters immediately, the Eighth Route Army has launched a full-scale attack on the Zhengtai Line!" Inside Taiyuan City, Shinozuka Yoshio could no longer sit still.

(End of this chapter)