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- Guerrilla units are also organized and led.
The guerrilla team is for the purpose of breaking it into pieces. A small-scale team is conducive to launching guerrilla activities in the enemy's rear. In this way, even if the devils find out, they will often be unable to catch them and retreat easily. When encountering a small group of devil soldiers, It can be eliminated on the spot, and blooms everywhere in the entire North China region.
And when necessary, they can also be organized to fight tough battles together under the leadership of their superiors.
The Donkey Calling Mountain guerrilla team is the size of a guerrilla team, and their superior is the county squadron.
There is still a distance from Liujiazhuang, but just as the car broke down, a group of people has already come quickly in the distance.
Running in the front was a tall, burly, middle-aged man. He was wearing an Eighth Route Army jacket and an Eighth Route Army hat. Not to mention how majestic he was, the trousers below belonged to the peasant family. With a machete on his back, a box cannon in his hand, and a pair of piercing eyes.
Behind him was a woman in the same dress, in her twenties, with short hair around her ears and fair skin on her face, which was very different from the villagers who had been doing farm work all year round. She also held a Fire up the box, and the red ears flutter.
She is in her youth right now, and she is heroic while running, with a unique aura. As a city dweller, her aura is originally noble, but after a few years of tempering, she can become approachable again, making her more attractive. After seeing it, people can't help but respect and love it.
Behind the two are dozens of guerrillas. As a county squadron, their number is obviously much larger.
"Captain Yang, Instructor Wei." Zhang Shun ran over and greeted the two with a smile. Before he was ready to stand at attention and salute, he met doubtful and serious eyes.
"Captain Zhang, last night there was a fierce exchange of fire on Donkey Calling Mountain. We received the news in the morning and assembled our team to rescue at any time." Yang Wan said, inserting the box cannon back into his waist: Before we set off, we received a report that a devil¡¯s car was coming, but I didn¡¯t expect it to be you, what¡¯s going on here?¡±
The county squadron is still kept in the dark.
"Report, our Donkey Calling Mountain guerrilla team fought one, oh no, two victories, wiped out hundreds of devils, captured a car, and a large number of weapons" Zhang Shun was still reporting Then, the team members behind the county squadron ran to the car, and were dumbfounded when they saw the supplies in the car.
"Three-eight big cover? There are hundreds of branches?"
"Crafts, why do you have so many crooks?"
"Now, can we change the shotgun?"
"Hey, don't grab it, this crooked handle is mine! If you want it, grab it from the devil yourself!"
"Cut, who cares, can't even look at it?"
There was already a commotion in the back.
At this time, Yang Wan opened his mouth wide, wanting to brag, the main force of the Eighth Route Army needs a lot of effort to wipe out hundreds of devils, just you donkey called mountain guerrillas, there are more than 20 people, are you kidding? !
However, the loot is at the back, and that thing cannot be faked, even the car drove over.
Wei Shuqin frowned: "You donkey called mountain guerrillas, you wiped out hundreds of devils, and seized so many weapons and cars?"
"Reporting to the instructor, that's it, this is, these weapons are broken and haven't had time to repair them yet." Zhang Shun said.
"You boy, you are capable." Yang Wan said: "We have never won such a victory in our county. How did you win it?"
"Captain Zhang, are you leading the Donkey Calling Mountain guerrilla team and fighting with the devils head-to-head?" Wei Shuqin's voice has become serious: "How can you do such an unorganized and unorganized crime without asking the county for instructions? Disciplinary matter? You are risking the lives of all members of the Lujiaoshan guerrilla team! We are guerrillas, not the main force of the Eighth Route Army. We should destroy the enemy and protect ourselves. We must protect ourselves first. Only by yourself can we destroy the enemy!"
Wei Shuqin was annoyed, and said to Zhang Shun.
"Of course, we don't fight uncertain battles." Zhang Shun said, "This time, we beat the devils with a crooked hand, and they were wiped out by the establishment. There are at least two squadrons, probably in Anping County. Kato Taro¡¯s brigade were all disabled. Instructor Wei, it¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t praise us for our achievements this time, this criticism¡¡±
"What? A crooked hand? Captain Zhang, have you become rich landlords this time?" Yang Wan opened his eyes wide, full of envy.
Even if it is a county squadron, one person hasFive rounds of ammunition is not bad, they are a small team, and they have a crooked hand. Thinking of this, Yang Wan's envious eyes are burning.
"One two, one two." At this moment, a slogan was shouted from behind.
Qin Baoshan has already organized the crowd and started to push the car. It is definitely inappropriate to stay on the road. There are many people and strength, so they have to be pushed to a suitable mountain corner to hide, and we will talk about it later when we have gasoline.
"Let's go, let's go back first." Wei Shuqin's expression was serious, and she always felt that there were many puzzling things in it. When did the Lvjiashan guerrillas become so capable? The results of this battle are reported, and I don't know how many people are about to suffer from insomnia.
In the woods near Liujiazhuang, after listening to Zhang Shun's report, Wei Shuqin still looked skeptical: "So, Qin Baoshan in your team is a firearms expert and can repair everything?"
The key to the whole battle lies in this Qin Baoshan!
"Brick house? What is a brick house? A brick mover? It seems not. Qin Baoshan used to be a blacksmith. The victories of our guerrilla team are thanks to Qin Baoshan."
A blacksmith, perhaps, is the wisdom precipitated in labor? Wei Shuqin thought, after all, the wisdom of the working people is endless. During the war, there were many geniuses who learned without a teacher. This Qin Baoshan should be such a talent.
"Instructor Wei, the guns we seized are enough. We will keep some of them for our own use. Should we hand over the rest to the Eighth Route Army?" Zhang Shun looked at Wei Shuqin tentatively, and asked, "Our donkey barks. The mountain guerrilla team wants to keep ten no, five crooked ones, I hope the organization will consider it."
It's quite cool to use it with crooked hands, but guerrillas can't use it indefinitely. They don't have that many bullets, and the organization will never allow them to keep so many machine guns.
He originally planned to say ten sticks, but seeing Wei Shuqin's serious gaze, he withdrew five sticks.
"For our guerrillas, having too many machine guns is a drag, and it doesn't match our guerrilla's policy of action." Wei Shuqin said: "I suggest that you keep two is enough. As for the firearms, since they are all The bad ones, we need to send them to the Eighth Route Army¡¯s weapon repair shop in the rear, and call Qin Baoshan, I want to find him to understand the situation.¡±
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