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Chapter 33 Make a fortune!

On the 200th, the Japanese and puppet troops came slowly in a line of dozens of mule carts.

Dozens of mule carts carried supplies for more than 500 Japanese and puppet soldiers and more than 1000 migrant workers for half a month.

In the front is a devil's three-wheeled motorcycle, with a crooked machine gun mounted on the co-pilot.

There was also a large truck behind the motorcycle, with a crooked machine gun on the cab, and the roar of the motor followed.

At a distance of 400 meters, the transport team and trucks stopped in place, and the little devil's three-wheeled motorcycle drove towards the mountain ridge first.

The regiment leader Kong Jie and the first battalion commander Guan Dashan used binoculars to observe the movement of the devils. When they saw the devils' three-wheeled motorcycle approaching, they quickly took cover.

The devil rode a three-wheeled motorcycle to the mountain ridge and stopped. The devil who drove the three-wheeled motorcycle glanced left and right, and seemed to find nothing unusual.

The devils often travel this transportation route, and they all feel that in this terrain, Balu has a sick mind and set up an ambush here.

Immediately, he whispered a few words to the machine gunner on the co-pilot, and the machine gunner stood up and signaled backwards with a command flag.

Only then did the Japanese and puppet transport team start their journey again, driving their mule carts towards the mountain ridge.

About seven and eight minutes later, the Japanese and puppet transport teams had all entered the ambush circle.

Kong Jie held the pistol with the muzzle up, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Snapped--

A sudden gunshot sounded the horn of attack.

Da da da, da da, da da da——

Gunshots rang out like popping beans.

Although there was only one battalion in the ambush force, Kong Jie brought all 15 machine guns in the regiment.

In addition, the 3000 rounds of machine gun ammunition obtained from Li Yunlong only two days ago made this ambush a lot more costly.

Kong Jie's order is: after the battle begins, all machine guns should not save bullets. One round of firepower will kill half of the enemy, and then rush up to fight hand-to-hand for a quick victory!

The machine guns ambushing on both sides of the road spewed out tongues of flame, and the devils fell down in an instant like withered grass meeting a sharp knife.

Wang Gensheng picked up 4 cluster grenades tied together, pulled the matchlock, saw black smoke rising from the bottom, and threw it at the devil's truck.

The cluster grenade landed precisely on the truck. Seeing this, the devils on the truck turned around with a terrified expression and jumped off the truck.

After a while.

boom--

There was a violent explosion, and the Devil's truck was instantly shrouded in flames and gunpowder smoke.

Fragments of trucks and broken limbs of devil soldiers fell from the sky one after another, and some even landed on latent soldiers.

Ok?
Wang Gensheng was stunned, the power of the grenade seemed wrong?

Kong Jie and Guan Dashan looked at Wang Gensheng curiously, with the expression of whether you are screwed up.

Under normal circumstances, Balu tied several grenades together and used them as cluster grenades to make up for the lack of power of the grenades and achieve the effect of killing the enemy.

The German-made M24 grenade, also known as the big tumor, is filled with strong TNT gunpowder, which is much more powerful than the grenade made in the border area.

A few grenades tied together are as powerful as a pack of dynamite, capable of blowing up masonry fortifications.

The dozen or so devils on the truck who had not had time to jump out of the truck were blasted into the sky by the powerful explosion.

When he looked at the grenade in front of him again, Wang Gensheng's eyes lit up like light bulbs.

Immediately, he picked up a grenade, pulled the fuse, and threw it towards the place where three or four devils gathered.

Boom—after an explosion sounded, the three or four devils disappeared.

Wang Gensheng grinned slightly, picked up another grenade, bit the fuse with his teeth and pulled it, and then quickly threw it towards the devil's grenadier soldiers.

Boom——After an explosion, the two devil grenadiers fell to the ground.

Boom, boom—Wang Gensheng threw two more grenades one after another, killing three or four puppet troops.

The nearby bombers are also exerting their strength, and the grenades made in the border area are continuously thrown at the road, and a group of sparrows are flying in the sky.

Although the power was not great, it couldn't hold up to a large amount, and the road was shrouded in bullet rain, as well as the flames and smoke produced by the explosion.

Just when Wang Gensheng was about to vote again, he heard the impassioned and hasty charge of the horn.

"Kill!" Wang Gensheng's eyes flashed fiercely, he picked up the machete and rushed forward with his comrades.

There was not much suspense in the battle. The puppet army surrendered, those who surrendered were killed, and the devils were all killed.

……

In the evening, at the entrance of Zhengjia Village.

Under the dim sight, Li Yunlong threw the cigarette butt that burned to the filter on the ground.

Looking at the end of the road, he used his rubber-soled shoes to step on the cigarette butt and rub it back and forth.

Then he took out another cigarette and threw it into his mouth, lit it with a match, and took a deep puff.

Calculating the time, the first battalion should be back by this time when they went out to do a side job. Could something happen?
There was a hint of worry in Li Yunlong's eyebrows, and he glanced at the end of the road from time to time.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes at the end of the road, and Li Yunlong quickly raised the binoculars on his chest to look.

Through his dim eyesight, although he couldn't see who it was, Li Yunlong could clearly see the person wearing the Eighth Route Army uniform and the tall horse on his crotch.

Li Yunlong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hoo!" Li Changshun rode his horse up to Li Yunlong, quickly reined in the reins, got off his horse and saluted Li Yunlong with a snap.

"Li Changshun, why did you come back alone?" Li Yunlong asked, "Where are your battalion commander and soldiers?"

"Report to the head of the regiment!" Li Changshun spoke very quickly, "It's at the back, five or six miles away from Zhengjia Village. The battalion commander is afraid that you will be worried, so let me come back and report to you first!"

The corner of Li Yunlong's mouth curled up slightly, Zhang Dabiao was quite thoughtful.

Li Yunlong said: "Understood, tell the battalion commanders to report to the regiment headquarters after they come back."

Li Changshun: "Yes!"

After speaking, Li Yunlong walked towards the regiment headquarters with the guard Huang Erhu.

About half an hour later.

Zhang Dabiao returned to Zhengjia Village, and reported to Li Yunlong at the regiment headquarters before he had time to rest.

In regimental headquarters.

Zhang Dabiao took a sip of the sweet potato burn that Li Yunlong handed over, and then reported to Li Yunlong.

"Regimental Commander, the first battalion injured 6 soldiers and killed 35 puppet troops in this battle."

"Seized 304 military horses."

"Hanyang made two hundred and seventy-three cavalry rifles."

"5 Czech light machine guns."

"Two Min 24 heavy machine guns."

"Two hundred and eighty-one sabers of the 81 type."

"26 shell guns."

"There are probably more than [-] rounds of bullets."

"How much concentrated feed does the army horse eat?"

Li Yunlong was extremely satisfied when he heard the words: "Yes, what you did is really beautiful!"

Zhang Dabiao said: "By the way, commander, two army horses were killed by bullets, and the horse meat was transported back in a mule cart."

"Da Biao, you prodigal son, why don't you let the soldiers watch and shoot?" Li Yunlong's face was full of heartache, "What a good army horse!"

"Captain, there's no way around it." Zhang Dabiao said, "The bullet doesn't have eyes."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said: "Since he was killed, let the cooking team stew the horse meat, let the soldiers have a good meal, and sleep well tonight."

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao straightened up, and then walked outside.

At the celebration banquet in the evening, Li Yunlong gnawed a large piece of horse meat and sipped sweet potatoes.

On the one hand, it smells delicious!

……

(End of this chapter)