Chapter 128 The Raid on Zhengtai Road Officially Begins!

August 20, 20:00! The attack on Zhengtai Road officially began! The battle started on all fronts at the scheduled time!

One by one, red flares that indicated the launch of the attack soared into the sky, cutting through the night sky. The assault troops from all directions were like tigers descending from the mountains, rushing towards the enemy's stations and strongholds.

Thunderous explosions, one after another, resounded throughout the Zhengtai Road.

Li Yunlong led the New Second Regiment to ambush near a section of the railway track, and the entire regiment was divided into four parts by him. He and Zhao Gang each led 500 soldiers, and with the natural cover provided by the cornfield, they quietly waited for the horn of the attack.

At the moment when the time reached 8 o'clock in the evening, the comrades rushed to the railway track with tools like a leopard pouncing on its prey. The task of these people was to dig up the railway tracks and move the sleepers.

The remaining 200 people, led by Zhang Dabiao and Shen Quan, each led a company, ambushed in a section of the road one kilometer away from the main force. They not only needed to bury bombs here, but also needed to guard the west and east for the main force of the regiment.

If no Japanese soldiers pass by here and find anything unusual, then everything is fine. If a railway patrol or a military train happens to pass by, they will block it on the spot to buy time for the soldiers in the regiment.

The Japanese set up street lights around the railway, and these lighting equipment rely on the electric poles along the way to provide electricity. These lights may expose the new second regiment that is carrying out the mission, so they need to be eliminated at the beginning of the operation.

This task of cutting wires is a piece of cake for veterans, and even new recruits who have not participated in destroying railways before have received special training in the regiment headquarters.

I saw that there was a soldier on each electric pole on this nearly two-kilometer section of the road.

They were as flexible as monkeys, and their hands and feet cooperated with each other to climb to the top quickly. After ensuring that they would not fall, they immediately took out the scissors that had been prepared long ago to cut the wires.

Some hot-tempered soldiers even took out the engineer shovels issued by the logistics department some time ago. The sharp shovel tip only needs to be raised high to directly cut the wires under the action of gravity and inertia.

After finishing their work, the comrades withdrew from the electric poles as soon as possible. This sabotage mission was to make it difficult for the Japanese to resume railway transportation in a short time.

Cutting the wires was just to turn off the lights so that the working soldiers could hide in the dark.

Next, these temporary engineers needed to saw off the electric poles to completely cut off the possibility of quickly repairing the circuits, adding fuel to the difficulty of the Japanese reconstruction work.

On the main side, the soldiers had a clear division of labor, and all the saboteurs were divided into three parts.

The first part was responsible for pulling out the spikes. Those big nails were used to fix the rails and sleepers. They must be dealt with before subsequent work can be carried out.

At the same time, the soldiers in the second part inserted the homemade crowbars in their hands into the gap between the railway and the ground. As long as they saw that all the spikes were pulled out, they would use the principle of leverage to pry up the rails.

The comrades in the third part were tied to the right side of the rails with multiple ropes. They would cooperate with the comrades in the second part to exert force on the left to overturn the rails.

The next work requires mobilizing the people.

After confirming that there is no danger in the surrounding area, the militia and fellow villagers will also participate in these actions tonight. They were waiting at a slightly further distance, and would come over to take the sleepers and rails away after receiving the signal.

The rails needed to be hidden deep in the mountains. These good-quality steels would be useful if brought back to the logistics department, and someone would be responsible for recycling them after the operation was over.

As for the sleepers, it didn't matter. The villagers could take them back and burn them or find a place to throw them away, as long as they were not discovered by the devils.

Although everyone was working hard on both sides of the railway line, and the overall destruction work was carried out in an orderly manner, Li Yunlong felt a little depressed.

After removing a piece of nail, he finally couldn't help complaining:

"We have been destroying the enemy's railways all the time. We finally waited for a big battle, but we ended up destroying the railways. If this continues, I will really become a railway destroyer in the future."

"Old Zhao, I am so upset. You don't know that so many people from our 129th Division watched me say harsh words that day, and I was so eloquent in front of the division commander."

"Alas, now our New 2nd Regiment is actually doing the work of guerrillas and county brigades. Where can I put my old face when I go to the division headquarters for meetings in the future?"

Although Li Datuanzhang was complaining, he did not stop working, because he knew the importance of following orders in all actions.

Originally, Zhao Gang was working seriously, and his thin clothes were bulging with his powerful muscles. But after hearing what his partner said, he was discouraged and almost sprained his waist.

"Okay, stop talking. The comrades around are listening. How can you, a regiment commander, behave like that?"

"Besides, this operation will definitely alarm many Japanese. How can the division commander and the brigade commander not know that good steel should be used on the blade? We will definitely have to fight when the time comes."

"What if the railway that our regiment is responsible for has not been handled by then? Commander, you don't want the combat mission to fall into the hands of others, right?"

After hearing this, Li Yunlong, who was originally a little bit nagging, immediately began to work hard. It seems that he is really afraid that the combat mission will be snatched away. The crowbar in his hand is swinging vigorously, not to mention how strong it is.

The camera shifts to Zhang Dabiao and Shen Quan, who have just buried the explosives. With the addition of the new engineer shovel, the progress of this work is surprisingly fast.

In the past, soldiers had to dig the gravel between the sleepers by hand, which not only hurt their hands but was also inefficient. Now with new equipment, a few shovels can dig out the space needed to place bombs.

In order for the raid to proceed smoothly, the Northwest Shanxi Chemical Plant located in the logistics department worked overtime to produce batches of yellow explosives. Some comrades were even a little eager for quick success and suffered serious injuries.

But everyone's efforts were worth it. Almost all the 20 regiments that directly participated in the Zhengtai Railway raid were allocated sufficient explosive packs.

At that time, Zhang Wanhe made a harsh statement to each transport team that received supplies. How much they could load depended on their own ability. This time, the logistics department opened up the supply.

Just as Zhang Dabiao was about to withdraw to the ambush position he had set up, a soldier suddenly lay on the ground and put his ear against the railroad track.

As we all know, sound can be transmitted in solids.

And the speed of transmission in steel is much greater than that in air, so putting your ear against the railroad track can determine whether there is a train coming in the distance.

Although this comrade didn't know the principle, the veteran of the railway guerrillas who taught him hand in hand did so. After a brief estimate, he thought that the devil's train would appear at their current location in less than two minutes.

Not long after, a very rare armored vehicle appeared on the railway. It was not the Type 95 dual-purpose railway and road type that had been seen before, but the Type 93 cavalry armored vehicle with very few production.

Although both can switch forms and drive down from the railway for pursuit.

But unlike the poor firepower of the Type 95, the Type 93 cavalry armored vehicle is a killer like a hedgehog. This thing has no natural enemy on the battlefield in North China, and has always been the last thing the railway guerrillas want to face.

Its main weapon is a 37mm cannon, and there is also a heading machine gun in the co-pilot's position. There is also a machine gun on each side of the armored vehicle, and an anti-aircraft machine gun is installed behind the turret.

It was obvious that the Japanese looked down on the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi Province. They actually dismantled the Type 94 anti-tank gun that could fire armor-piercing shells and high-explosive grenades and replaced it with a heavy machine gun.

However, the six light and heavy machine guns could provide dense firepower, which was indeed very threatening to the Eighth Route Army.

The soldiers quickly hid themselves, because the armored vehicle was equipped with a rotating searchlight, and it was possible to be discovered even at night.

Clang clang clang, accompanied by a stream of white smoke rising into the sky, the Japanese train approached quickly from a distance.

Li Yunlong, who was working a little further away, also noticed the movement in the distance, but the current sabotage work was at a critical juncture, and they could not leave for the time being, otherwise all their previous efforts would be wasted.

Although he was very confident in his subordinates, he still sent his guard platoon to reinforce.

After all, it was only 8:15 now, and there was a certain probability that Zhang Dabiao had not yet arranged the ambush circle. If something really happened, the guard platoon could also provide certain support.

But Zhang Dabiao had not disappointed Li Yunlong so far, and their group had already arranged the yellow explosives according to a certain pattern.

In order to deal with the sudden appearance of the Japanese army train, they placed two explosives about 30 meters apart, which was a contingency plan for blowing up the train at one time.

Even God was on the side of justice, and such an arrangement could play a greater role now.

Seeing the Japanese train getting closer and closer, even the soldiers could clearly see the machine gun on the front of the train. But no one acted rashly, Zhang Dabiao had been waiting for an opportunity to blow up the armored vehicle and the train at the same time.

In a flash, both the armored vehicle and the military train entered the position where the bombs were buried.

"Pull!"

With Zhang Dabiao's angry shout, the company commander beside him immediately pulled the detonation rope in his hand, and violent explosions rose from the bottom of the rails.

The armored force of the Japanese is notoriously thin-skinned and big-stuffed.

Whether it is an armored vehicle or a light tank, it can only bully troops without anti-tank capabilities, but once there is the capital to counterattack, it is relatively easier to solve.

After all, their Type 95 light tank can paralyze its turret with a military kettle, and the others are not much better.

This weight of bomb directly blew away the 4.5-ton armored vehicle. The thousands of machine gun bullets and fuel inside exploded again, causing the top turret to be blown away more than ten meters.

The machine gun bullets also flew around after being ignited. Even if the ambushing soldiers were far away, some stray bullets flew over. But now the soldiers have helmets, and non-combat casualties did not occur.

As for the original Japanese soldiers inside, Zhang Dabiao could only say that they were all familiar people.

This sudden explosion caused all the Japanese soldiers who were clearing the way in front to meet Tianhuang in an instant. It's a pity that these Japanese died too quickly, and they didn't even feel any pain.

The Japanese military train didn't have a good end either. The locomotive of more than 100 tons was lifted up by the yellow explosives by less than one meter, and it tilted to the left and derailed directly.

The huge inertia caused the carriage to be taken off the original track, plowing deep marks on the land on both sides.

The goods and the Japanese soldiers in the carriage were thrown into a ball. They never dreamed that they would be blown up while eating hot pot and singing.

Moreover, the enemy's bomb was so powerful. These were the poor guerrillas in normal times? Did their black gunpowder mutate?

It felt like being hit by a top-level heavy cruiser before modification. Could it be that even the Eighth Route Army had 155?

"Snow Wind, save me!"

Zhang Dabiao waved his fist in the air excitedly when he saw this situation. This was the first time he participated in such a violent interception.

The Japanese soldiers escorting the train were all elite. Although they were knocked unconscious, they quickly adjusted their status.

For them, the enemy situation was unclear and they didn't know if there would be another explosion. If they didn't find a way to get out of the overturned train carriage, they would die.

So these little bastards got out of the carriage and used the train as a cover to prepare for the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

This was because Zhang Dabiao didn't have enough time. Otherwise, if he buried some mines, these enemies would definitely die.

"Shoot!"

Although it was night, the fire from the explosion provided a good view for our side, and the soldiers on both sides of the railway began to beat the fallen dogs.

Several FM-24/29s began to suppress the Japanese soldiers, and the precision shooters in the team hunted down the exposed enemies. Just when the Japanese soldiers were ready to fight to the death, the mortars adjusted at a good angle showed their fangs.

The firing rate of 60 mortars is simply outrageous. With the supply of the Yellow River, the troops are now qualified to fire rapidly.

Continuous explosions rose near the Japanese army column. Under the cover of mortars, Zhang Dabiao carried a light machine gun and led the comrades of the commando team to rush to the temporary position built by the Japanese.

After three waves of attacks, the Japanese almost had no ability to resist.

The few enemies behind the bunker were also solved by the commando team like cutting melons and vegetables. Their desperate fight only brought a single-digit number of wounded to the commando team.

At this time, the individual treatment package played its role. The soldiers carried out self-treatment without medical staff. Although it still affected the combat effectiveness, every wounded person could still move.

After the battle, except for the soldiers who still needed to remain alert, Zhang Dabiao led the remaining comrades to clean up the battlefield. The main purpose was to see what the Japanese train was carrying.

When he saw the bags of packaged food in the carriage, Zhang Dabiao showed a fierce look on his face and pulled out the big blade on his back, slashing fiercely at a Japanese soldier who was not completely dead.

There were only two portable radios in the New Second Regiment, and the ambush team was not equipped here. Zhang Dabiao adjusted his helmet and turned to the communicator beside him and said:

"Go back and inform the regiment commander to let the militia and fellow villagers move the food! Be quick!"

In fact, it rained heavily that day, but I didn't write it because it was too troublesome to fight in the rain.

If someone asks me how much explosives I have buried, I can only say that I have as much as I want.