The father of the sword is Kong Jie

... "Traveler, I heard that the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment launched an ambush in Dafeng Village not long ago.

A tank squadron and a cavalry squadron of the little devil were almost wiped out, and the casualties in Dafengzhuang were quite heavy.

It is said that only dozens of cavalry and one tank escaped. "

"According to the inertia of the Eighth Route Army, no one can say whether they will continue to ambush at the same location."

"We were roasted on the fire this time. If we went straight to Dafengzhuang, we would fall into the trap originally set by Balu for the devils."

"How do brothers live?"

On the way to be led by the Japanese army under surveillance, the adjutant Wang Dacong whispered in Yan Sanfu's ear.

Yan Sanfu was also upset at the moment, and said helplessly: "The devil is pressing hard, what can I do?
This time we are fighting under the little devil's nose. If we dare to play smart again, the devil will even dare to shoot me before the battle! "

Yan Sanfu is also a sensible person:
"The little devil clearly wants to use us as cannon fodder this time, I guess it was the last time we deliberately fired the gun, pretended to be injured, and faked the corpse, which was suspected by the little devil.

If we have any handles this time, it falls into the hands of the little devil.

I'm afraid the days to come will be difficult! "

"Traveler, are the brothers really going to fight the independent group this time?" Wang Dacong asked hesitantly.

Yan Sanfu glanced at the little devil not far behind him from the corner of his eye, glared at Wang Dacong, and cursed in a low voice:

"Fuck you, the Eight Routes of the Independent Regiment, that's a bunch of lunatics who kill without blinking an eye.

How many heads do we dare to smash against them?

Let's not talk about whether Kong Jie will settle accounts after the fall, if we die, the brothers will definitely suffer a lot of casualties.

Our brothers just follow the devil's ass to make a living,

What kind of life are you playing with just a few broken money every month? "

Yan Sanfu's words reached Wang Dacong's heart, and Wang Dacong immediately echoed: "The traveler is wise, it is a blessing for brothers to meet a traveler who cares about the lives of brothers like you!"

After flattering him, he rolled his eyes, and Da Zhiming thought again:
"Traveler, I have an idea."

"Say!"

"Traveler, this is what I think. The devil suspected that we were not good in the last battle, and this time he even wants to use us as cannon fodder to fight in the front.

If we retreat in battle, we will definitely not do it, the devil's muzzle is on the back of our heads!
So, we definitely have to fight, not only have to fight, but also have to show momentum and fight hard.

At least our commanders, including you, Satoza, must show this kind of momentum. "

Yan Sanfu was taken aback for a moment, then cursed in a low voice: "What the hell, aren't you still letting Lao Tzu and the independent group fight to the death?"

Wang Dacong said: "Traveler, you are too worried.

As far as the courage of our brothers is concerned, don't you know?

No matter how hard we officers press, how loudly we scream, and how we treat death like home, but we brothers are afraid of death, those who should shrink their heads will still shrink their heads.

After a long time, with our fighting strength, the devils want to encircle the Eighth Route Army again, so they will definitely not watch the Eighth Route Army retreat calmly under our attack.

At that time, the devil can't stand it anymore, and he will definitely make up for it directly and replace us. If the little devil wants to make up for it himself, then we can't blame us! "

After Yan Sanfu heard it, he suddenly realized, he patted Wang Dacong's shoulder with admiration: "I said you are very smart, but you are so smart, boy!"

……

As the Japanese and puppet troops continued to advance.

By around [-]:[-] in the morning, the Japanese and puppet troops on the two wings had basically reached the outermost area around Dafengzhuang.

At this time, the straight-line distance between the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army was less than three kilometers.

Not long after, the roar of the Devil's plane engine sounded in midair.

Two Japanese reconnaissance planes roared back and forth over Dafengzhuang for reconnaissance.

Inside Dafeng Village.

Lei Dasheng, the battalion commander of the Independent Regiment, held up his binoculars and looked up at the devil's plane circling back and forth in mid-air.

"Look at the model and listen to the sound, it's the little devil's reconnaissance plane.

It seems that this devil is also worried that we will set up an ambush in Dafeng Manor in advance, so he came here to investigate in advance. "

"Communication soldier, tell the comrades in the Ministry of Literature and Art that the drama will not stop, singing and dancing will continue, just to convince these bastards that our victims and troops are still in Dafengzhuang!"

"Yes!" The communications soldier left in response to convey the order.

"First company commander, I said that the scarecrows we made will not let the little devils notice the flaws?" Lei Dasheng turned around and asked after putting down the binoculars.

The company commander said with a smile: "Battlefield Commander, put your heart in your stomach!
As for the scarecrows we made, there are benches under the scarecrows, like big living people sitting on the bench, and wearing common people's clothes, some wearing hats, and some wearing turbans.

The devil's plane was also afraid that we had concealed anti-aircraft firepower, so they didn't dare to conduct low-altitude reconnaissance, so they definitely couldn't see any flaws. "

Lei Dasheng smiled and nodded, and said with emotion:
"If you want to use your brain well, you have to be our regiment leader.

This random scarecrow can still make his little devil limping. "

"Who says it's not!" Yi Lianchang said with a smile.

It turned out that Kong Jie had prepared in advance for the aircraft reconnaissance that the Japanese army might conduct at any time.

The soldiers set up a large number of scarecrows at night, and after transferring all the people watching the theater at night, they used these scarecrows in common people's clothes to disguise the people watching the theater.

The devil's reconnaissance plane roared past several times.

The ghost scout on the reconnaissance plane looked at the Dafengzhuang area with a telescope.

The cadres of the Ministry of Literature and Art in the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army who sang on the stage were still wriggling, and the long benches under the stage were almost full of ordinary people.

After such an investigation, the little devil no longer has any doubts.

They used planes for reconnaissance to confirm that the people in Dafengzhuang were still there for the advancing Yamauchi and Kawakami regiments, and it was not that Balu had set a trap here in advance.

Of course, according to Shinozuka Yoshio's plan, Kong Jie is the most cunning person. Even if the people of Dafengzhuang have no signs of evacuating, this surprise attack and sweep cannot go straight to Dafengzhuang.

Instead, they used a pincer attack from the left and right wings to sweep away the entire area including Dafengzhuang at once.

The news reached the headquarters of the Yamauchi and Kawakami regiments.

The old devil Shanuchi and Kawakami successively issued orders to continue marching.

Around six forty in the morning.

The reconnaissance forces of the two sides launched the first wave of confrontation in the mountains and forests in the northwest and northeast of Dafengzhuang.

After some confrontation, there were casualties.

Then, the first confrontation of the reconnaissance troops seemed to have completely kicked off the prelude to the battle of Dafengzhuang.

On the way to advance, the divisions of the Yamanei and Kawakami Regiments began to be blocked by the Eighth Route Army troops along the way.

The puppet troops of the Eighth Mixed Brigade who stood in the front line for the little devil were the first to suffer. They were raided by local and militia troops, and casualties spread rapidly.

Yan Sanfu, commander of the [-]th Mixed Brigade, who was at the temporary headquarters behind the puppet army, held up a command knife given to him by Yoshio Shinozuka in his hand, and roared and issued orders:
"Notify the troops in front, give me a hard hit, be sure to eliminate this group of eight ambush groups, leaving no one behind."

"Anyone who dares to run away and retreat, I will be the first to shoot him!"

"kill--"

Speaking of the excitement, Yan Sanfu even shouted at the adjutant Wang Dacong: "You are very clever, the prince trusts us, our Eighth Mixed Brigade must ask him to put on a show for the princes.

Notify the guard battalion, bring enough equipment and weapons, and follow me to kill together! "

"..."

Wang Dacong was speechless for a while.

I even muttered in my heart: Traveler, it’s almost enough to pretend to be a costume, and you have made it too realistic.

Yan Sanfu, who "entered the drama", put on a look of resignation, quickly assembled the guard battalion, held a machine gun in his hand, propped it against his belly, and called everyone to rush towards the combat area.

This scene stunned the ghost officers who supervised the army.

It shouldn't be!

When did Yan Sanfu, an old slicker, become so brave?

……