Chapter 234: A surprise attack on Changping (I)

"Cover the artillery fire! Fire the artillery!" The furious Shigekazu Suzuki didn't care about his image as a lieutenant general in the empire, pulled out his command knife and roared hysterically.

"Boom boom boom..." The two artillery groups roared at the same time, and the entire Dragon and Tiger Platform fell into a sea of ​​fire again.

"Damn it, it's so satisfying. It's just that the Japanese charged too few times, otherwise they would have all these." Cheng Dean, who had already retreated into the Tibetan camp safely, said excitedly, slapped the table.

This time, Cheng Dean was also alert. He ordered the troops to retreat in time before the smoke of his mortar fire had been dissipated. The soldiers from the second trench and the mortar position retreated safely into the Tibetan soldiers' cave. The officers and soldiers who had not had time to retreat to the first trench in the Tibetan soldiers' cave also retreated to the reverse slope in time. The Japanese artillery fire fell again to the position where only a dozen observation posts were left.

"I didn't expect the Japanese to attack with poison gas. Cheng Dean fought well this time." Chen Xiuwen, who received the report in the command center, said with excitement while still feeling lingering fear.

Later generations saw a lot of news on the Internet about the use of poison gas in the Neon Army on a large scale during World War II, so even in the 88th Division, and later in the 3rd Shanghai Security Regiment and the 20th Independent Brigade, he required every officer and soldier to wear gas masks. Originally, gas masks were not valued in the country, but after the Battle of Shanghai, the Hua National Team, which was deeply harmed by poison gas on the battlefield, realized the importance of gas masks. At the time of Wuhan's army, the few gas masks stored by the Ministry of Military Affairs became popular. Chen Xiuwen only used the relationship of Deputy Director Ma to barely match the gas masks of 18,000 officers and soldiers of Rong's 1st Division. Today, not only played an effective protective role, but Cheng Dean also used the tricks and wiped out more than 500 Japanese devils in one fell swoop.

"There is still one brigade of troops left in the Sixty-first Regiment. The two brigades left in Changping will soon move. Where are the special agent battalions and Rong San Regiment now?" Chen Xiuwen asked hurriedly while happy.

"The Special Service Battalion and Rong San Regiment had moved early this morning. I just received their telegram. They had already advanced to Aries Gully, less than 20 kilometers from Machikou. In addition, the two battalions responsible for supporting the first regiment have also advanced to the 1390 Highlands." Qiao Zhen handed a telegram that had just been sent in by the communications officer to Chen Xiuwendao.

"Okay! Remind Teng Donglin and let him pay close attention to the movements of the Japanese. The Japanese may launch a sudden large-scale attack in the direction of Deshengkou at any time. In addition, we also told Cheng De'an to be careful not to win a battle and then raise his tail. We will now hurt the Sixty-first Regiment and be disabled. Unless the Japanese give up attacking Nankou, the Sixty-second Regiment will move sooner or later, but we cannot determine which direction they reinforce. We must be prepared in both directions."

"Terminal Commander, your prior judgment is correct. The Japanese have lost almost two brigades of troops at the Dragon and Tiger Platform. They are not so stupid. Then fill in the troops. Besides, I guess Suzuki Shigekaku is under a lot of pressure. If you capture Deshengkou, you can directly attack Nankou and Juyongguan at the same time. I think they will definitely meet the two brigades of the Sixty-second Regiment with the brigade that had previously feinted, and attack at Deshengkou with all their strength." Qiao Zhen took off his glasses and said while wiping. His eyes were covered with bloodshots, but he didn't close his eyes all night.

"Yes." Chen Xiuwen nodded: "Tell Peng Hui and Zhou Suping again, let them pay attention to concealment and never expose their whereabouts before launching an attack on Changping."

"Okay." Qiao Zhen put on glasses and personally conveyed Chen Xiuwen's three commands.

After getting angry and returning to the temporary command center, Shigeyasu Suzuki gritted his teeth and ordered Chief of Staff Nobuji Ono, "Request the air force tactical guidance from the garrison headquarters again. Order Kurihara Shin-ryu to quickly enter Tokusaki, and you must take Tokusaki before noon tomorrow."

"Hay!" While Shinoji Ono took the order, he looked at Shigeyasu Suzuki, who looked listlessly. The brigade commander who had experienced a major defeat was finally about to start the second offensive plan.

From morning to afternoon, the Japanese artillery fire on the Dragon and Tiger Platform did not stop. After noon, eight Type 97 heavy bombers carried out violent bombings on the Dragon and Tiger Platform and the South Entrance under the escort of four fighters. Although the two anti-aircraft guns behind the Niangniang Temple were set up to counterattack, they were soon destroyed by the Japanese fighter planes. If Yu Feng's artillery position had not been transferred in time, they would have been inevitably affected by the disaster. However, the entire Nankou Town was trapped in a sea of ​​fire, and even Chen Xiuwen's command center was blown up halfway.

"Teacher seat, the two brigades of the Sixty-second Regiment moved. They went out from the north gate and must be reinforced in the direction of Deshengkou." Chen Zui ran into the air-raid shelter excitedly with the telegram.

"Okay. Order immediately order the secret service camp, Rong San Regiment, and the replenishment will quickly reach the designated position. The battle to raid Changping must start in the second half of the night tonight." Chen Xiuwen slapped the table heavily and ordered.

At 9 pm on November 8, the special agent camp secretly arrived outside Machikou Town, south of Changping City, using the cover of night. Machikou is a small town along the highway between Beiping and Changping, only two kilometers away from Changping County. Although it is a small town, it is only thirty or forty families.

"Battery Commander, Machikou was occupied by the Japanese. No ordinary people were seen, and most of the houses were burned out by the Japanese. They built a stronghold, and there was probably a small team of Japanese." As the vanguard of the large army, the first company commander Tang Cheng personally led the vanguard to open the way. After approaching Machikou for reconnaissance, he ran back with an indignation and reported to Peng Hui.

Whether it is the secret service camp to attack Changping or the Rong San Regiment to block the reinforcements of the Japanese on the north bank of the Beisha River, they must pass through the town of Machikou. Moreover, the battle will begin in the second half of the night, so it is definitely unrealistic to go around.

"Don't clean up all these Japanese devils. Remember not to fire a shot. This place is very close to Changping. The gunshot will alarm Changping's Japanese devils." Peng Hui frowned and ordered.

"Yes. I will definitely cut off all the heads of these Japanese devils." Tang Cheng, who witnessed the ruined town and the bodies of Chinese people who were thrown into the small river outside the town, gritted his teeth and said.

Tang Cheng personally took the most elite sharp knife row in the camp and slowly went to Machikou. A few dog barking sounds faintly in the darkness. They were homeless wild dogs. In order to build this stronghold, the Japanese forcibly demolished Machikou. Dozens of Chinese people in the town who refused to submit were brutally killed, and the rest of the people were driven away. Dozens of houses in the village were burned by the Japanese.

"Atrocities! The atrocities of the Japanese! I must kill all these Japanese!" Seeing the tragic situation in the town, Tang Cheng cursed in his heart.

Outside the stronghold, two Japanese wardens were sitting there chatting.

"Yamaguchi Jun, I heard that the brigade commander was not in a smooth attack at Nankou, and the 61st Regiment suffered heavy casualties, and one of my fellow villagers was also killed. I don't know when the battle will be fought? Can we go home safely?" One of the Japanese sighed and said.

Another Japanese devil said: "Don't worry, Kobayashi Jun. At least we don't have Huajun here. I think we should be able to go home safely, and I want to go home early."

When Tang Cheng, who was hiding in the dark and versatile Japanese, heard it, he couldn't help but think to himself: "It's soon! Your wish to go home will be realized soon."

One of the Japanese stood up and said, "I'll go pee." After that, he stood up and walked to the side of the road to fertilize the farmland. Tang Lin decided to reward the Japanese who had been fortunate to fertilize hard to go home first. He came out from behind and covered the Japanese's mouth. The dagger in his hand pierced through the gap between the Japanese ribs. The Japanese were covered with his mouth, and he couldn't shout, and he only whimpered twice before returning to his hometown in Japan.

Another Japanese man was sitting in the guard post and missed home. He heard the voice and said, "Yamaguchi-kun, are you back?"

No one answered him, only a sharp dagger passed through his neck, he could only hear a sound as if the leather was pierced, the carotid artery and trachea were cut, and a blood arrow sprayed on Fan Qing's face. The Japanese struggled for a few times and turned into a twitching corpse.

"Get in!" Tang Cheng made a gesture.

At that time, there was no entertainment at night. Although it was only around nine o'clock, the Japanese in the stronghold had already fallen asleep and did not expect any danger. The soldiers from the Sharp Killing Battalion, like the God of Killing, broke into the Japanese barracks, and the Japanese who were still sleeping had heard the summoning of the great god Amaterasu.

Tang Cheng gently pushed open the door of a room, and the six Japanese inside slept like dead pigs. What he had to do now was to simply repeat one action: cover the Japanese's mouth and stab the spike into the Japanese's heart. Soon, all the six Japanese in the room turned into corpses.

Other officers and soldiers also attacked in other rooms, and one by one was summoned by the master Amaterasu in his sleep. Among them, one of the Japanese who got up in the middle of the night to relieve his skills was hit by the soldier guarding outside the door with a flying knife and hit the throat.

When he attacked one of the rooms, the soldier failed to open the door, and it was probably locked inside.

Tang Cheng made a gesture and whispered: "Kill the Japanese in other rooms first!"

Within twenty minutes, more than 50 Japanese soldiers in the stronghold were sent back to their hometowns. The last room that was locked was the Japanese team leader's room. Tang Cheng decided to send the Japanese team leader home in person.

He suddenly kicked open the door and rushed into the room. The Japanese team leader had just woken up. The team leader had no time to shout "Baga", reached out and touched the turtle box hidden under the pillow, and was then wiped by Tang Cheng who rushed to the bed with a knife. After struggling for a few times, he got what he wanted and met the great god Amaterasu.

Three crooked machine guns, three grenade bullets, thirty-two Type 38 rifles, seventeen Southern 14-year-old pistols, five command knives, more than five thousand 6.5 mm bullets, more than one thousand 8 mm pistol bullets, more than two hundred Type 91 grenades and sixty grenade special grenades became the spoils of the special agent battalion.

"Battery Commander, what should we do with these weapons?" Tang Cheng said.

The secret service camp with all American equipment is not as good as the equipment of these Japanese soldiers. Peng Hui, who had just entered the town, said: "Talk the crooked handles, grenade launchers and grenades to the brothers of Rong San Regiment behind. They can be used by waste when fighting and blocking them. The other ones cannot be picked up by the Japanese and killed us Chinese, dig a hole, and buried them all. In addition, arrange them well! Take off all the clothes of the Japanese corpses! Hang the corpses on the tree outside! Cut down the head, piled up into a pyramid, put the bullets and a few grenades in it. Also, let Xiucai write a few Japanese characters and make a sign and insert them!"

Hu Xiucai is Hu Zhiping, a Japanese teacher in the Special Service Camp, who was specially recruited by Chen Xiuwen to teach the officers and soldiers of the Special Service Camp to speak Japanese. However, Hu Zhiping seemed weak, but because his parents died under the bombing of the Japanese, he, a weak scholar, has become one of the qualified members of the Special Service Camp.

The sign was brought over, and Hu Zhiping dipped the blood of the Japanese next to him and wrote on it: "Swear to kill the Japanese Emperor!" Time was still good. The headless corpse of the Japanese was stripped naked and hung on the beams of the stronghold. The pyramid made of human heads was piled in the yard of the stronghold, where more than a thousand bullets and thunders made of six American defensive grenades were placed. Finally, Hu Xiucai inserted the wooden sign written in the blood of the Japanese on the pyramid.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when the Rong San regiment following behind quietly passed Machikou to the north bank of Beisha River to set up defenses, the special agent camp quietly touched the city of Changping.

At the designated joint location, Wan Zhixiang, the leader of the special operation team under Chen Zui who had sneaked into Changping County, had already been waiting there. Wan Zhixiang was originally an agent of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service. When he attacked the Marine Corps Command of the Neon Army station in Shanghai, it was Wan Zhixiang who took the special agent battalion from the sewer into Hongkou Park to launch a sudden attack on the Marine Corps Command of the Japanese. After the fall of Shanghai, as a member of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service, Wan Zhixiang carried out a secret assassination and sabotage mission in Shanghai. Later, after his identity was exposed, he was retracted to Nanjing, and was dug up from the Secret Service. This Wan Zhixiang was very capable and is now an intoxicated right-hand man.

When Peng Hui saw Wan Zhixiang, Wan Zhixiang was quite embarrassed. Not only was the mud on his body, but there was still a foul smell on his body.

"Lao Wan, what did you do? How did you do it like this?" Peng Hui couldn't help but pinch his nose.

Wan Zhixiang didn't care at all and said excitedly: "My man found a drainage ditch in the south of the city today, which leads directly to the outside of the city. It's much safer than going directly from the city wall."

"Lao Wan, I think you are addicted to drilling into the ditch. Today you will take our brothers to drill into the ditch!" Wan Zhixiang and the special agent camp were also old acquaintances. Tang Cheng, who was following Peng Hui, couldn't help but quip.

Tang Cheng's words meant Wan Zhixiang a little embarrassed.

Peng Hui glared at Tang Cheng's eyes and scolded: "What are you saying! Lao Wan is also for the safety of his brothers. You boy don't thank him, but you still want to say sarcastic words. What a bastard!"

"It's okay, it's okay! Everyone is their own brothers, just kidding, it's okay!" Wan Zhixiang waved his hand and smiled. Then, he said seriously: "Although the two brigades of the Sixty-second Regiment have left at noon today, the Japanese are still very strict in the defense of Changping. At the four city gates, each with an engineer squadron guarding the security regiment. The military police are stationed at the headquarters. In addition, the Japanese guards at the railway station are the strictest, and the entire baggage brigade and a squadron left by the Sixty-second Regiment are concentrated there."

After listening to Wan Zhixiang's situation introduction, Peng Hui frowned and said, "The purpose of our surprise attack on Changping this time is to remove the supplies stored by the Japanese in Changping Railway Station and delay the Japanese invasion. Only small troops can lurk in the drainage ditch in the south of the city, and it seems that the large troops are not easy to enter the city." Then, he asked, "By the way, how is the combat effectiveness of the traitor security group in the city?"

"This security regiment is actually a regiment of the so-called Chabei Anti-Japanese Volunteers, originally organized by the remnants of the Northwest Army. Later, the Japanese occupied Chabei, and the so-called Chabei Anti-Japanese Volunteers were also dispersed. The remnants of this regiment surrendered to the Japanese and became traitors under the leadership of the regiment commander Wang Yonggui. It is okay to bully the people in normal times, but in terms of combat effectiveness, a company of Company Commander Tang can solve them all." Wan Zhixiang said with disdain.

Peng Hui pondered for a moment: "Since there is a company of security guards at each city gate to assist the Japanese in guarding it, it will be much easier if they can control these traitors first and then deal with the Japanese in that team. Once they succeed, open the city gate immediately and the large army enters the city."

Wan Zhixiang thought for a while and nodded, "I think it's OK. My people have also come into contact with some security guards during this period. They are traitors just to make a living. Moreover, I know the residence of the security guard leader Wang Yonggui. This kid usually lives in a bitch's house in the west of the city. As long as he controls Wang Yonggui, he forces him to order the security guards to disarm."

"Just do it like this. It's not too late, start taking action immediately." Peng Hui nodded.

"Battery Commander, please let me bring the sharp knife platoon to the city with Lao Wan. In two hours, I promise to open the gate to the south of the city." Tang Cheng, who was standing beside him, hurriedly volunteered.

"Aren't you unwilling to follow Lao Wan to get into the sewer? You'd better let the second company commander lead the team." Peng Hui turned his head and looked at Tang Cheng.

"No, battalion commander, don't. I was just joking with Lao Wan just now." Tang Cheng pleaded quickly when he heard this, and then whispered to Wan Zhixiang: "Lao Wan, we brothers are just joking, you must be taken to your heart."

When Peng Hui and Wan Zhixiang saw Tang Cheng's appearance, they couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"Okay, I'll let you go. But be careful, don't shoot easily and startle the Japanese. You must occupy the gate in the south of the city before two o'clock, and ignite it as a number." Since Mao Benhao was transferred to the guard battalion as the battalion commander, Tang Cheng was Peng Hui's most capable subordinate. He could not lead the team himself, so Peng Hui of course would let Tang Cheng lead the team.
Chapter completed!