Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Facts have proved that Comrade Xing Weiguo's strategy was successful! Just as they were returning to the base south of the railway from 5 kilometers east of Shouyang, the Japanese planes flew over.

Woo-ang... chirp chirp... boom boom boom... the planes circled, dived, and dropped bombs. Shouyang City was bombed again. This time, the Japanese bombers learned their lesson and did not dive to the lowest altitude. Instead, they dived high, dropped bombs high, and then climbed quickly...

It is said that real men never look back at explosions, so when the Japanese planes were bombing, Xing Weiguo, Guo Zhongmin, and even Hu Lanzhou and others, all stood on a ridge in the base, watching the Japanese planes circling like flies, dropping bombs, and watching the raging fire burning in Shouyang City.

This time, no one cared about the burned houses because the city was empty!
On the city wall, a bomb accurately hit the gate tower in the west of the city, which was blown into pieces. Of course, the straw men that were deliberately placed here to attract the attention of the Japanese were also turned into a ball of flying ash in the explosion and annihilated with the shock wave.

"Death to you... All troops, attack..." In the west of the city, Captain Honma waved his command knife and commanded the Japanese to attack the county town. Then, the Japanese quickly occupied the county town.

Well, no matter how the Japanese's military merits were distributed, in this battle, Captain Honma suffered the least loss of troops and also recaptured a county town, making a great contribution!

What do you want to say? Why didn't the devils find out when Xing Weiguo and his men left the city? As people who were able to break through the encirclement and blockade of the Central Army and travel 25,000 miles, Xing Weiguo and Guo Zhongmin had plenty of ways to retreat quietly. If the devils could find out about this, then all their previous experiences would have been in vain.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, but Xing Weiguo did not lead the team back to the base, but remained lurking on a hill about three miles away from the railway. That's right, they had to ensure that the Japs would head towards Yangquan, rather than turning back and entering the base to cause damage.

Well, in fact, from Guo Zhongmin's mentality, he just wanted the devil to find a place to get in, and then beat him hard! Lao Guo came out to fight this time, although he had many military exploits, but... the real battle... Forget it, it's all tears. Lao Guo also wanted to have a good fight with the devil, why is it so difficult?

Unlike Lao Guo who was eager to fight, Kong Jie, Zheng Changfeng and others who were still at Yangtou Cliff were very happy!
Because there were scouts outside, everyone was not worried that the Japanese would suddenly come in, so from dawn until now, Lao Zheng and Kong Jie have been directing the cleaning of the battlefield! That's right, it took more than 8 hours to clean up the battlefield west of Yangtou Cliff.

Look, on the bank of the Xiao River in the south of the village, the young girls, wives, aunts and grandmothers of the village gathered here, soaking the bloodstained clothes one by one in the water to wash off the blood stains, then applying plant ash and rubbing them vigorously, even using a mallet, to wash the piles of bloodstained clothes almost completely. However, in this way, the Xiao River once again suffered an undeserved grievance and became unclean again!
On the battlefield west of the village, as the soldiers cleaned up the piles of minced meat, the original wheat fields revealed large areas of red and green colors, without various limbs.

The craters created by the heavy mortar shells, the miscellaneous scraps that were difficult to handle were buried in the craters and covered with soil. After the craters were filled, the wheat seedlings that had been blown up around them were taken and replanted. Some that could not be saved were dug from the densely populated areas and planted on the craters and watered.

Of course, there were also soldiers busy in Xiaohe River, clearing out the debris that didn't belong to Xiaohe River...

"Old Zheng, the final statistics are out. Guess how many Japanese and puppet troops we have eliminated from last night to this morning?" Kong Jie asked Zheng Changfeng excitedly, holding a piece of paper beside the Xiao River. "I think it's about the same as our guess, about 1500 or more?" Zheng Changfeng said, with an idea in mind.

"1697! A total of 1697 heads were found! And, if we count the buttocks excluding the heads, that's 1774 buttocks! Ahem, including the minced meat, our statistics show that the number of Japanese and puppet troops eliminated was between 1800 and 2000, and the maximum would not exceed 2200!" Kong Jie said.

"Good, good fellows! Counting the number of them here as 2000, plus the number of people annihilated in Baiyu Village in the north, that's more than 3000! Hiss...haha..." Zheng Changfeng shook his hands that were burned by cigarette butts while laughing with Kong Jie over there. If nothing else, just for the fact that we eliminated so many Japanese and puppet troops, it's worth a laugh!
Don't forget, this is only the result of the battle after the Japanese divided their forces. In Shouyang City, they also wiped out a large number of Japanese puppet troops...

Time passed so quickly, from 3pm to 7pm, it seemed to pass in the blink of an eye! During this time, some Japanese soldiers finally discovered that the Eighth Route Army had retreated from the direction of Niangzi Pass, and then they tried to move westward. After receiving the report from the direction of Niangzi Pass, the Japanese soldiers in Shouyang also sent some troops to move eastward to try to move forward.

Perhaps it was because the journey was too long, or perhaps the Japanese were too slow, but by the time the Eighth Route Army headquarters sent a clear-code telegram to report the matter, the Japanese had not yet arrived in Yangquan.

"Bagaya Road..." In Peking, Neiji Okamura threw the documents on his desk to the ground with all his strength: "Give it up voluntarily? Give it up voluntarily? This is a slap in the face..."

"Damn it..." A serious man who wrote a diary in Shancheng also slammed the table hard: "Eighth Route Army, Eighth Route Army, Eighth Route Army..." Three increasingly heavy words came out of his mouth.

"It seems that what the principal said is right. The Eighth Route Army is our biggest worry after all! In just a few years, the Eighth Route Army was able to directly seize the county town from the hands of the Japanese invaders, and was able to occupy it for three days, and forced the Japanese army not to dare to approach! So, why not wait a few more years and let the Eighth Route Army continue to develop? Order: All units that receive the transfer order should speed up their march and must arrive at the designated location before the specified date!"

"What a pity, what a pity, our strength is still a step behind! But there is no need to rush, just give us three years, it will be enough for us to develop!" said the deputy commander-in-chief at the Matan headquarters.

"By the way, our team voluntarily gave up Yangquan, but did not give up Ping'an County and Xiyang County, right?" Li Yuexuan asked in the meeting room of Liangjia Village.

"No, Ping'an County and Xiyang County are still in our hands! After we occupy these two counties, District One and District Two will be connected soon! The devils in Heshun and Liao County will be isolated!"

"Haha, now, the little devils can either continue to stay in those two counties and be trapped by us, or quickly find a chance to break out, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope!" (End of this chapter)