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Chapter 559 Chapter 558, Cold Guns and Cold Cannons Begin
The team was sent out, but Li Yuexuan could only work in the arsenal. Needless to say, from now on, he would not have many chances to touch a gun and fight.

He opened the small map on the auxiliary panel and looked at the dense red dots, but he couldn't find where the comrades he had sent out had gone. Well, his detection range was limited, and he really couldn't monitor the comrades in real time.

However, looking at the range line marked on the small map, Li Yuexuan couldn't help but curl up his lips. He, relying on his own strength, managed to separate a piece of the second division of the original world and became the Liangjia Village base. However, just like the organization of the Eighth Route Army, these military divisions were also divided and divided. Even Li Yuexuan, an eyewitness, couldn't figure out the specific divisions, so it didn't matter.

It is worth mentioning that the comrades of the district committee who followed the guerrillas to tear up the railway are now stationed in the location of the first detachment of Baijing Town, and then hung up the sign of Pingdong District. That's right, it is the East District of Pingan County, or the district committee of Pingdong County, which is stationed in the first detachment, and Liangjia Village is probably part of Pingdong District.

Li Yuexuan didn't need to worry about administrative matters. He just glanced at the small map and began to inspect the blank in front of him. After confirming that there was no hidden damage, the blank was sent to the lathe for processing, and then to the drill press...

Guguan Great Wall is a Great Wall site from many years ago. In the defense of Niangzi Pass, the Japanese invaders raided this place, occupied it, and broke the entire defense line. Therefore, the Japanese invaders kept a close eye on this pass. Even though the areas to the west and south of here were actually controlled by the guerrillas, the Japanese invaders still maintained control over this place and established a stronghold.

So every once in a while, a Japanese truck would come out of Jingxing County, carrying a lot of supplies to the Japanese at Jiuguan. The Japanese stationed at Jiuguan would come out every 19 days to look for trouble with the mountain people. Of course, after the guerrillas strengthened the militia construction, the Japanese seemed to become lazy and had not come out of the base for a long time.

"But this is not a reason for us to let the Japanese go, right, brother?" Bai Dashan, who was already the commander of the 6th Company of the 2nd Squad, asked Bai Dabao, the squad leader of the nd Special Operations Team, very respectfully.

"You're right! This stronghold is here, and it's inconvenient for us to travel around it. In fact, if we didn't need to fight for the Japanese's supplies from time to time, we would have destroyed it long ago!" Bai Dabao said.

"Brother, what do you think about us going back and bringing the main force here to encircle the Japanese and attack their reinforcements?" Bai Dashan asked.

"Our brigade commander did this in the spring of 38. That was the second Changshengkou ambush. Do you think the Japanese would be fooled three times in a row in the same place? I shouldn't have led two groups from your company together!" Bai Dabao curled his lips. He felt that this dear brother should not stay by his side, as he would easily become stupid.

Bai Dashan certainly understood what his brother meant by his expression. But he couldn't be blamed for this. His brother had been at the headquarters arsenal for more than a year, and they didn't have much time to get together after he came back. This kind of kinship that comes from blood, the feeling of being cared for and raised under the wings of his brother from childhood to adulthood, was so comforting.

Although he "disdained" his brother's unreliability, Bai Dabao knew that his brother's ability was not bad, and there was absolutely no problem in leading a company. Of course, the soldiers he led were also excellent, which he saw through the hiking all the way here. None of them could not keep up with the physical fitness.

At this time, they were on a hill west of the Guguan Great Wall, and the straight-line distance from the Japanese was no more than 400 meters, which was a very close distance, and they could launch an attack at any time.

"As for this matter, I think we can't come here in vain! We have come all the way from the base, and it's really a loss to just fire a few shots and kill a few Japanese and puppet soldiers!" Bai Dashan continued, "Well, I will take people to the hill below to prepare. If we can destroy the enemy's baggage trucks, it will be worth the trip! Calculating the date, today is the time to deliver supplies!"

"Okay, go ahead, take the two squads of your company with you, the mortar group will follow me, and I will take care of the Japanese in the stronghold!" Bai Dabao shook the semi-automatic precision marksman rifle in his hand. "No problem, if everything goes well, we can drive back!" Bai Dashan also shook the semi-automatic precision marksman rifle in his hand.

The mountains are barren and desolate in winter. The green grass in summer and autumn has turned into withered leaves under the ravages of the cold wind. Only the strongest grass leaves can dance with the wind in the cold wind.

Sizzle… a big foot wearing a thousand-layer cotton shoe stepped on the thatch, leaving a deep mark on the upright thatch. Then, more feet stepped on it…

At the foot of the mountain, on the road, on the gentle slope less than 500 meters away from the Guguan Great Wall stronghold, Bai Dashan and two sniper squad members hid here. They were already wearing camouflage uniforms, and with the camouflage net tied with withered yellow thatch on their bodies, they looked like a normal thatched field from a distance.

The Japanese devils were not as arrogant as the American devils, who would just fire incendiary bombs and burn the mountains, so the devils didn't notice them at all. In fact, at this time, the devils and puppet soldiers in the stronghold were all staying in the house to warm themselves by the fire! It was a cold day, and the north wind was howling outside, blowing like a knife on the body, who would be willing to go out?

In the puppet army's small house, in the inverted stove ring, sweet potatoes were roasted until they were brown, and the fragrant aroma had spread in this house filled with the smell of foot odor, sweat, and smoke.

"Captain Li, today is the day when the Imperial Army delivers supplies, right? I don't know what they are giving us, the Imperial Army. We eat sweet potatoes and drink cornmeal every day, and our burps are all sour!"

"The damn Imperial Army is still the best. The white rice is so fragrant when it is steamed! When I was cleaning the pot for the Imperial Army yesterday, I added some pot cakes. It is much better than corn paste with sweet potatoes!"

"Damn it, what are you complaining about! We follow the Imperial Army and can have corn paste and sweet potatoes. In other places, it's good enough to have something hot to eat. Why are you complaining?"

"Shut up, did you hear anything?" Suddenly, someone with good ears stopped everyone from talking with a serious expression and even pretended to listen.

Everyone stopped talking, and the sound became clearer. It was gunshots! But the strange thing was that the gunshots only lasted a few times and then disappeared.

"Could someone be setting off firecrackers? It's New Year's Day. The Imperial Army doesn't celebrate it, but we do!" There was no other sound, and the puppet soldiers continued to roast sweet potatoes and chat.

"What's going on? Where are the devils? Where are the puppet troops? Why isn't anyone here to see?" At the ambush site, Bai Dashan looked at the four trucks that had already stopped, and looked in the direction of the stronghold in confusion...

(End of this chapter)