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Outside Xinzhuang.

Zheng Yingqi hid in the forest and looked at the village not far away.

The Japanese and puppet troops were constantly attacking, and the gunshots in the village were extremely fierce. From time to time, puppet troops rushed out of the village with stretchers and rushed into the temporary hospital built by the Japanese.

Judging from the size of the Japanese temporary hospital, the Japanese suffered a considerable loss.

But Zheng Yingqi's heart still couldn't help but feel aroused-Xinzhuang is just a village with less than 800 people. How many places can there be for the independent group to move?

Faced with at least eight times the attack of the Japanese, it was still two hours before dark, and they...

Can you persevere?

[How was the army's war damage? How were the regiment commanders in charge of their positions? Monks and others...]

Zheng Yingqi clenched his fists tightly. Although he wanted to appear in Xinzhuang and attack the Japanese, he rationally told him that he would stay behind and that when the Independent Group broke through at night, he would be more useful!

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A small army of more than 20 people lurked not far from Xinzhuang.

"Company Commander Sun," Duan Peng came back to report after the investigation: "The Japanese surrounded the entire village, and the regiment commander and others were fighting against the Japanese in the village."

After listening to Duan Peng's report, Sun Desheng became anxious - fighting against the Japanese in the village, wouldn't that mean that all the positions on the periphery were lost?

He said: "We can't watch the regiment commander and others fight fiercely, hiding here and watching, Duan Peng, let's go in together! Let's kill from behind and catch the Japanese off guard!"

Duan Peng looked at Sun Desheng strangely and said, "Company Commander Sun, I don't think we need to expose it."

"What do you mean?"

"The regiment commander and others are fighting street battles with the Japanese in the village. It is obvious that they don't want to be bombed by the Japanese artillery. Now that the two sides are mixed together, the Japanese artillery is mute." Duan Peng told his guess. After hearing this, Sun Desheng felt it made sense, and Duan Peng continued:

"The regiment commander does not break through now because infantry can't run away from the cavalry with horses during the day. I guessed that the regiment commander would definitely break through at night. Comptroller Sun, with the Japanese hatred for our independent regiment, it is impossible to break through at night. If we were outside, we could more conveniently support the regiment commander to break through."

Sun Desheng pondered for a while and asked, "Duan Peng, do you think the team leader and the others can hold on for another four or five hours?"

"No problem," Duan Peng said with great confidence: "Our company commander has taught us street fighting. Although there are still more than a dozen people left in the monk's assault platoon, the backbone of the cavalry and detective ribs is still there. With them, it is no problem to use the complex terrain to delay the Japanese to complete it."

As soon as Sun Desheng heard Duan Peng mention "our company commander", he became sad. In his heart, ten or a hundred martial artists like him could not match Zheng Yingqi alone, but Zheng Yingqi knew that he would die forever, but he still...

"I believe you who Zheng Yingqi brought out!" Sun Desheng replied in a low voice.

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Inside Xinzhuang.

The gunshots continued to crackle, but the main attackers were very careful.

This battle is really atrocity for the Japanese!

They clearly occupied and controlled a small area, and then used it as a support point for the attack. They wanted to use this point to expand the control range, but as they fought, they looked back:

Why did the Eighth Route Army appear behind them?

Obviously, their numbers have an absolute advantage, but as they fight, they always form a situation of being crushed by the Eighth Route Army in some places - there is a wave of people in this group of Eighth Route Army. They hold submachine guns, and every time they get into battle, they can always burst out firepower beyond their imagination.

Fortunately, the sound of the submachine gun finally stopped at this time.

"Their submachine guns have no bullets!"

"Roar! Tear them apart!"

The Japanese started to scream and slowly stepped forward, squeezing the space of the Eighth Route Army.

Most of the Japanese in the squad broke through three Eighth Route Army defense lines one after another and penetrated into the center of the village. The remaining Japanese were overjoyed and planned to blossom in the middle and completely occupy the entire Xinzhuang.

"Monkey, it's up to you!" Li Yunlong said happily when he saw the Japanese taking the bait: "I will take someone to close the hole. If you can't kill this Japanese, don't think of eating a piece of meat from me again!"

"Captain, just take a look. Let's see how I close the door and beat the dog!" The monk responded confidently, and then took the soldiers from the cavalry and reconnaissance platoon and the remaining five soldiers from the assault platoon, thinking about the three courtyards controlled by the Japanese to launch an attack.

Nearly forty Japanese were crowded in three courtyards stupidly. I never thought that the independent regiment that had fought for so long would suddenly come like this.

The submachine guns and light machine guns roared. Although the concentrated light machine guns are not as convenient as submachine guns in street fighting, the firepower intensity of the explosion is definitely not comparable to that of the Japanese who hold bolted rifles. Although the three courtyards are not small, there is no room for movement in the battle.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

During the fierce battle, a wave of grenades fell into the courtyard, and explosions continued to sound. Before the explosion could fall, the monk rushed in with his people.

The Japanese's biggest mistake was that they were light troops advancing. They went straight to the center of the village without carrying heavy weapons. The 38th Street Fighting was not advantageous, not to mention that the Independent Regiment also had a large number of submachine guns and concentrated light machine guns.

In less than twenty minutes, the last stubborn Japanese devil was shot dead by the monk.

"Captain, Platoon Commander Wei has brought people to deal with the Japanese inside!" The communications soldier reported to Li Yunlong excitedly.

Li Yunlong laughed: "Look, the Japanese are just made of mud! They are so stupid that they dare to run into my old Li's mouth? This time they were dumbfounded! Brothers, tease Japanese for another three hours, and when we are no longer interested, they will break through and let the Japanese follow our butts and eat dirt!"

The soldiers burst into laughter.

Li Yunlong then walked into a room. After entering the room, his expression became solemn. Zhao Gang asked:

"Old Li, is the situation very serious?"

Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "The Japanese have retreated."

"Retreat?" Zhao Gang frowned and said, "The Japanese plan to trap us to death?"

Zhao Gang is novices who don’t understand military affairs now. If the Japanese continue to attack, it means that they want to take their side as soon as possible. By the time of night, they will easily use the Japanese’s loopholes to break out. However, if the Japanese stop attacking and besiege their side, it will be even more troublesome to break out.

"Well, the Japanese guys raised by these bitches are getting more and more energetic!" Li Yunlong cursed and said, "I just closed the door and beat the dogs so fiercely, and it hurts the Japanese guys."

"Old Li, how many people do we have?"

"Not seventy." Li Yunlong said with a heartache: "I feel so distressed this time."

Zhao Gang was sad. After a few hours, although he hurt the Japanese, his own losses were not small!

"Old Zhao, we will split our troops to break through later," Li Yunlong said: "After breaking through, we will move into the mountain and move to Zhaojiayu, where we will meet."

"Divide the troops? We have less than 70 people, so we still divide the troops?" Zhao Gang frowned and said, "I'm afraid this will make it even worse to break through."

"It's better than the Japanese who trap us to death," Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "At 33, I will take half of the people, you will take half of the people, let's break through! After breaking through, even if another team of people didn't rush out, don't pay attention. Do you know? Don't be stupid by me!"

Zhao Gang nodded heavily.

...

At 6:40, the Independent Regiment was splitting.

"Old Zhao, including you and me, we still have 79 people, including 16 minor wounded people, 7 serious wounded people, and I will bring six minor wounded people. You will bring you with you. Your man is nervous, so let the reconnaissance platoon of the reconnaissance company follow you. How about the monk, this kid, follow me?"

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong in confusion. This didn’t look like Li Yunlong’s temperament!

"Old Zhao, don't think Lao Li..." Li Yunlong explained when he saw Zhao Gang silent. Before he could speak, Zhao Gang interrupted Li Yunlong and said, "Okay, Lao Li, don't explain, just do what you said!"

Li Yunlong patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and said, "Old Zhao, being able to partner with you is a blessing that I, Li Yunlong, cannot cultivate in my three lives. Unfortunately, I didn't meet you, otherwise I, Old Li, would be a scholar."

"Old Li, it is also my honor to be able to partner with you."

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things," Li Yunlong waved his hand, and saw that the division had ended, and said, "I will break out from the south, you will break out from the north, remember the time, it is 7:30, don't do it early. If you dare to do it in advance, I, Li Yunlong, will not let you go as a ghost!"

At the end, Li Yunlong's voice became stern. In the past, this was his rhythm of turning against each other, but now, Zhao Gang always feels strange.

Before Zhao Gang could figure it out, Li Yunlong took his people to Nantou. Zhao Gang slowly moved to the north end of the village. On the way, he suddenly reacted and his expression changed suddenly.

"Damn Li Yunlong!" Zhao Gang jumped up in anger. He understood what Li Yunlong was thinking - Li Yunlong wanted to do it first to attract the attention of the Japanese. After attracting the Japanese troops, it would be much easier for him to break through.

After understanding this, Zhao Gang immediately ordered: "Zhou Dakui, take your people to support the team leader!"

Zhou Dakui said with a bitter face: "The commander has orders, we must follow you firmly. If we go halfway, he will shoot us."

"Li Yunlong!!" Zhao Gang was moved and angry. If the Independent Group had no self, it would be an Independent Group, but if Li Yunlong was gone, would it still be an Independent Group?

"Follow me! Let's go to support the regiment commander!" Zhao Gang lost his rational judgment for the first time and was hugged by Zhou Dakui, the platoon leader of the cavalry and detective: "First position, when we go over, the regiment commander and others can't say that they have fought with the Japanese. We are wasting the effort of the regiment commander and others!"

"Do you just let the team leader cover us?" Zhao Gang's eyes turned red in anxiousness.

"After the position, after we break through, we can take the banner of the regiment commander. At that time, the Japanese will definitely send heavy troops to chase us, which will also reduce the pressure on the regiment commander and others." Zhou Dakui said gritting his teeth.

Zhao Gang looked at Zhou Dakui deeply and suppressed his anger.

On the other side, Li Yunlong and his soldiers were already in place.

"Monk, have you reacted now?" Li Yunlong held the shell gun and subconsciously glanced behind the black hole, as if he wanted to look at Zhao Gang.

The monk whispered, "I must have understood the position."

"Yes, Lao Zhao is a cultural person after all, and this cultural person is very smart." Li Yunlong said, "However, I have never met a cultural person as good as Lao Zhao."

"Don't our company commander count?" the monk asked.

"Raise the argument, right?" Li Yunlong slapped the monk in the head, stared at him and said, "Is that boy Zheng Yingqi considered a literati?"

"Zhao Zhengwei is not as good as our company commander." The monk continued to argue in a low voice.

"You..." Li Yunlong was so angry that he beat the monk lightly, but he couldn't find any rebuttal. Zhao Gang admired Zheng Yingqi, but could Zheng Yingqi be considered a cultural person?

Thinking of Zheng Yingqi, Li Yunlong muttered in his heart: This kid... must be fine! Yes, it must be fine! The Japanese are all dead, and this kid won't be fine. Maybe this kid is preparing surprises for me again!

"Okay, stop beating me. It's seven o'clock. Be prepared to break through. Monk, be more fierce! The more fierce the better! Show the momentum of the large army and let the Japanese draw troops from all over the place!" Li Yunlong ordered.
To be continued...