The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

"Boom...Boom...Boom..."

Three thunderous explosions suddenly sounded in the three threshing grounds of Liuzhuang, and three huge fireballs mixed with billowing black smoke rose from the ground together, rose to a height of ten or twenty meters and quickly spread around, forming three A giant mushroom cloud.

Colonel Ando had just fallen asleep, when the explosion sounded, he jumped out of bed reflexively, put on his military uniform and rushed to the door.

The captain of the guard rushed to the door of the room at the same time, and when he saw General Ando, ​​he hurriedly reported: "Sir, there is danger in the village, you must leave here immediately..."

After finishing speaking, arrange a few subordinates to transfer the captain to the existence...

The other troops in the village also frantically moved out of the village, and there was chaos everywhere.

Mr. Ando was nervous and puzzled, and while shifting, he asked the captain of the guard: "Why did you transfer, what happened to the explosion just now?"

"Could it be that the Eighth Route Army will attack the village again with flying thunder cannons!"

"No, the explosive package fired by the Feilei Cannon only weighs ten or twenty catties, so it's impossible to make such a loud noise..."

"Even if ten explosives are detonated at the same time, it won't make such a big noise!"

"I don't know about humble positions!" The captain of the guard shook his head and replied.

"Three threshing grounds in the village suddenly exploded... The troops stationed in the threshing ground suffered heavy casualties... We are worried that there are also explosives in other parts of the village. Just in case, all the troops evacuated the village..."

"It's gunpowder... The Eighth Route Army buried gunpowder in three threshing grounds in advance, each with at least [-] catties, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big explosion!" Dazuo Ando said with a look of enlightenment after recalling the explosion just now.

"Notify all troops to evacuate the village..."

"There must be gunpowder buried by the Eighth Route Army in other places, and no troops should be bombed..."

"Arrange troops to go to the threshing grounds to rescue the wounded. Thousands of troops are stationed in the three threshing grounds. No matter how powerful the gunpowder is, it is impossible to kill them all. Many people must be injured. As long as we rescue them in time survive!"

Ten minutes later, the chaotic village finally quieted down.

More than [-] puppet troops were forced by the devils to return to the threshing ground.

Each threshing ground was bombed with a large pit with a diameter of more than [-] meters and a depth of four to five meters.

All the Japanese and puppet troops in the area of ​​the pit disappeared, most likely because they were blown to pieces in the explosion, or were directly vaporized by high temperature, leaving no bones left...

The Japanese and puppet troops within a range of [-] to [-] meters around the big pit were all blown away by the air waves and landed more than [-] meters away...

The corpses of the Japanese and puppet soldiers were strewn there, and some places had been piled up because there were too many corpses...

These corpses have one thing in common. On the surface, there are no wounds, as if they are asleep.

If it weren't for the nostrils, mouth, ears...there was blood oozing...it would be hard to think that they had turned into corpses.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers farther away also fell to the ground. They were not killed on the spot. Some fell to the ground and screamed, and some fell to the ground and wriggled. It was very tragic...

The puppet soldiers who returned to the threshing ground were all frightened, their faces turned pale instantly, and they stood there dumbfounded.

"Bageya Road... Get moving, hurry up and rescue the wounded... If one of the wounded dies because the rescue is not in time, everyone will die!" The little devil who supervised the battle was also frightened. Jumped, but quickly reacted, shouting and urging the puppet army to rescue the wounded...

Twenty minutes later, a casualty statistics sheet was delivered to the adjutant.

With just a glance, the adjutant's hands holding the statistics table began to tremble, and his eyes immediately widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

He hurriedly looked at the subordinate who sent the statistical form, wanting to confirm whether the above data was true.

The subordinate nodded seriously, and the adjutant could only sigh and walk in front of Ando Dazuo.

"The captain...the situation has been investigated!"

"The Eighth Route Army buried a large amount of gunpowder in three threshing grounds in advance, and used telephone wires to detonate..."

"The telephone line was connected from the threshing ground to the existence... After the troops stationed in the threshing ground fell asleep, the Eighth Route Army hiding nearby suddenly detonated explosives..."

"A total of 328 corpses were found at the explosion site... 349 seriously injured..."

"Nearly [-] people are still missing...We think these soldiers have been bombed!"

"A total of 935 people were reduced in the sweeping force...including 655 imperial troops and 280 imperial association troops!"

"Two large-caliber mountain guns, three field guns, four infantry guns, and eight ordinary mortars were blown up..."

"Fortunately, our ammunition was placed in the yard next to the threshing floor, and there was no martyrdom..."

"If the ammunition is also in the threshing ground, and the shells are blown up and explode, our casualties will increase by [-]%!"

"So many! You are right!" Ando Dazuo asked back with disbelief.

The adjutant didn't believe the data on the statistical form either, but he knew that his subordinates wouldn't make mistakes on this kind of question, so he replied with certainty: "The contents of the humble official's report just now are all true!"

"The Royal Association Army is transporting the seriously wounded and the remains outside the village... If the captain doesn't believe it, you can go and see it yourself!"

Colonel Ando was really frightened this time. If the guards hadn't reacted quickly and quickly supported him, he almost fell to the ground.

In the end, he forced himself to stand firm, and asked with a long sigh: "How many troops do we have left?"

"Subtracting the loss just now, the loss on the first day of the raid was relatively large..." the adjutant replied hesitantly.

"I want specific data, I don't have time to listen to such nonsense!" Colonel Ando said anxiously.

The adjutant could only answer: "Since the raid, we have lost a total of 872 people, mainly the Imperial Association Army, and only 218 Imperial Army..."

"Including just now, we lost a total of 1807 people, including 873 imperial troops and 934 imperial association troops..."

"There are more than [-] people left in the army who can continue to fight..."

"Including more than [-] imperial association troops, and more than [-] imperial troops..."

Mr. Ando is in a terrible mood right now...

More than an hour ago, he was still dreaming of capturing Baipogou and wiping out the Independence Regiment.

In the blink of an eye, this dream was shattered, and the mopping-up force dropped sharply from more than [-] people during the day to more than [-] people now, and almost half of them were killed or injured.

He wanted to scold someone in his heart, but he couldn't say it when it came to his mouth.

The accident happened so suddenly that no one thought of it, and they couldn't find anyone to hold them accountable.

After some hesitation, he decided to let the troops re-campaign outside the village, take the time to rest, and discuss the whereabouts of the troops after dawn.

The assault battalion was temporarily stationed, and the company platoon leaders couldn't help but exclaimed as soon as they came back: "Battalion Commander...the gift you prepared for the little devil is too wonderful..."

"I just think it's not enough..."

"If the entire Liuzhuang were planted with explosives and detonated at the same time, the Japanese and puppet troops sweeping our middle road would suffer more than half of the casualties at worst."

Huang Yu replied very satisfied: "I want to too, but we don't have that condition!"

"Three threshing grounds alone used up all the gunpowder sent by the head, and we didn't have the raw materials to bury a few more explosive sites."

"The Japanese and puppet soldiers are not vegetarian..."

"The more bomb sites we bury in the village, the more telephone lines we use, the more complicated the lines, the greater the risk of exposure..."

"If the devil finds the phone line, and the devil finds the gunpowder, all our arrangements will come to naught!"

"After comprehensive consideration, we only arrange three bombing spots in three threshing grounds!"

"The terrain there is flat. In the eyes of the devils, it should be the safest place. It is also the place with the largest number of garrisons. It can also fully display the power of the gunpowder explosion..."

"Sure enough... When more than [-] catties of gunpowder exploded, the Japanese and puppet troops in the threshing ground were almost blown up... The results of the battle were better than we imagined!"

"After this battle, the total strength of the sweeping troops in the middle will definitely be reduced to less than [-]!"

"As long as we kill a few hundred more people, the main force of the regiment will be sure to wipe out all the Japanese and puppet troops here in one battle!"

At the Baipogou Independent Regiment Headquarters, Kong Jie stayed here waiting for news as soon as the big raids started.

The reinforcements sent by the New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment are already in place, and they are using layers of blocking positions along the highway to slow down the speed of the Japanese army's sweep and consume their strength.

The assault battalion was not idle either, killing nearly a thousand Japanese puppet troops in just three or four days...

But the goal of annihilating the enemy by [-] is still far away, and the devils are becoming more and more cunning. Huang Yu is under great pressure to successfully complete the task.

The main force of the regiment was hiding in the mountains and waiting for orders. They waited for the assault battalion to complete the task of annihilating the enemy before they came out. The devils were caught off guard.

It can be said that the key for the independent group to turn defeat into victory and win this anti-mopping up lies in Huang Yu.

As long as he can complete the task, everything is not a problem.

If the assault battalion fails to complete the task, the main force of the regiment will lose the opportunity to wipe out the sweeping troops in the middle, and there is no way to stop the Japanese sweeping troops.

"Commander, Xiao Huang's combat pressure is increasing. I heard that after the devils used heavy artillery and aircraft in large quantities, they have given up using blocking positions and used other methods to consume the strength of the Japanese and puppet troops!" Chief of Staff Li Wensheng studied the assault While analyzing the current situation facing Ying, his face was full of sorrow.

"Although guerrilla warfare is good, it is difficult to cause a major blow to the enemy. It is too difficult to kill two thousand Japanese puppet troops in a few days!"

Kong Jie was also worried, but when he thought of Huang Yu's confident eyes before he left, he became calm again.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, he consoled the chief of staff: "Xiao Huang asked me for two thousand catties of gunpowder before leaving, and also left a platoon of Feilei artillery."

"In my memory, Xiao Huang has never fought an uncertain battle!"

"The gunpowder and thunder cannon he asked me to leave must be of great use!"

"To this day, he has only used the Feilei cannon, and the two thousand catties of explosives have not been put into use yet!"

"I think those explosives will bring us a huge surprise once they are put on the battlefield!"

"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be good news in the next two days!"

Li Wensheng couldn't think of any other way to break the situation, so he could only accept Kong Jie's comfort.

Just when the two of them thought that tonight was going to pass like this again, Zhang Xuelin, the deputy platoon leader of the communication platoon, suddenly rushed in with a smile on his face: "Regimental Commander, Chief of Staff...good news..."