Chapter 47 Enemy Plane!
The unexpected support misled the direction of the Japanese pursuit. Although the soldiers of the special forces company were worried for a whole day, they did not encounter any pursuers.
At 3:20 in the morning, in a mountain forest in Shanxi Province, Zheng Yingqi and Li Yunlong woke everyone up.
"The rest time is over, we should set off. Although I don't know why the Japanese haven't caught up yet, something must have misled them."
"Everyone hold on, we will reach the influence range of the base in another day."
"Then we can find ways to contact the headquarters, and we can breathe a sigh of relief!"
"Check the equipment and set off in five minutes. If anyone has health problems, take the translator to see a doctor. There is no shortage of medicine now."
In March in Shanxi Province, the night is an average of eleven and a half hours, and most of the time the sun slowly rises at seven o'clock.
After the inspection, everyone set off with the help of the moonlight and started a new day's march.
After experiencing two battles and marching for so long in one day, everyone was exhausted.
Just two hours of rest did not allow the soldiers of the special forces company to recover much physical strength, and even Zheng Yingqi's speed slowed down a lot.
Although it took them only two days to reach the hospital, the situation is different now.
The soldiers not only brought medicines, but also doctors with poor athletic ability.
It will take at least two more days to evacuate to a safe place.
However, as long as they enter the radiation range of the base, Zheng Yingqi can send any soldier to contact the local underground workers.
At that time, the headquarters that receives the signal can send troops to support.
But no one expected that after the attack on the hospital, the Japanese army's reaction was so great that a large number of troops were sent to search.
Twenty-eight hours have passed since the attack on the hospital.
The heavy snow that had fallen for two days finally stopped, and the long-lost sunshine sprinkled into TaiY City.
Unlike in the past, the devil's cavalry can be seen everywhere in the city, and the guards who are not often seen on weekdays are also patrolling the streets.
This makes the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.
Although the First Army deliberately concealed it, the paper could not cover the fire after all, and the news still spread.
"Does anyone know what happened?"
"I heard that the Japanese hospital was bombed by the Eighth Route Army, and they are very anxious now. My nephew does business in several nearby counties, and he heard that the Japanese are arresting people everywhere!"
Although this is an enemy-occupied area, and talking nonsense may be arrested by the military police, it is difficult not to discuss such exciting things.
"Well done, these damn Japanese have suffered such a big loss, and I don't know how the Eighth Route Army is now."
The people who were discussing saw the Japanese cavalry riding horses approaching in the distance, and they immediately scattered.
In the largest restaurant in the city, the boss, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, looked at the busy Japanese around him, and he frowned.
At this time, a shout suddenly came from the side door. The boss looked around and saw that it was a farmer carrying a shoulder pole to sell millet.
The shop assistant skillfully took out the money from his pocket and walked out calmly. This seemed like a normal purchase.
There was no one around, and the assistant lifted the sackcloth to look at the millet in the basket. He was very satisfied, patted the dirt on his hands and whispered:
"Has the message been sent out?"
"Well, there are devils stationed in all directions now, and our people were almost caught."
"Don't contact us these days, it's very dangerous"
The two did not have any extra communication, the farmer carried his shoulder pole and took the money and left.
The boss here was developed into an eyeliner of the Eighth Route Army more than a year ago.
The restaurant that needs to purchase fresh ingredients every day can contact people from all walks of life, which is very convenient for the workers behind the enemy to carry out their work.
This restaurant is often visited by Japanese, and not all devils are very tight-lipped. Some of them can reveal some information more or less after getting drunk.
These information accumulated little by little and provided a lot of help to the Eighth Route Army.
With such a big battle, the underground workers in various cities could not remain indifferent, and they used their own means to send warnings and information to the outside world.
Although it was very difficult, and even some comrades sacrificed. But the information was sent to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army after several changes of hands.
In the combat meeting room, the deputy commander-in-chief, the deputy chief of staff and the commander of the 129th Division led a group of staff to gather here. On the wall hung a map of Shanxi Province and Suiyuan, on which the Japanese's defense distribution was shown.
The deputy commander took the intelligence that had just been sent, and his fingers tapped the table in front of him from time to time.
"It seems that Zheng Yingqi and his team have successfully completed the task. Tell us your ideas on how to support the special agent company."
Although the plan had been made before departure, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the Japanese's reaction far exceeded the original expectations.
The previous arrangement of the headquarters was to concentrate the forces of three to four regiments to take the initiative to attack.
Choose a county with weak garrison to feint and attract the attention of the Japanese to support them, and use a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
But now it seems that the Japanese have a bit of a fight to the death, and it is not enough to just feint a county.
The deputy chief of staff thought for a while, and he picked up the pencil on the table and drew a circle on the map.
"Since a county town is not enough, let's set our sights on the artillery towers in this area!"
"There's no need to fight to the death, just let them ask for help. I don't believe the pressure is so great. With so many artillery towers under attack at the same time, how can the Japanese not panic and not go back to defend."
"We don't lack bullets for the time being. The logistics department is not producing so many bullets for the purpose of giving birth. Show your momentum for the general attack! We have lived through hard times before!"
"When Huang He gets the production line, we will have to change our equipment sooner or later!"
At this time, the headquarters was in a dilemma, but at this point, they could only choose a plan with the least loss.
After the battle plan was finalized, it was quickly conveyed to troops at all levels.
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At the same time, the special forces company encountered the biggest crisis of this trip.
More than a day passed, but the First Army did not gain anything.
Tada Shun, commander of the North China Front Army, called Shinozuka Yoshio several times, and he was very dissatisfied with the current progress.
After the original search direction did not yield any results, Shinozuka Yoshio, the old devil, was sure that he had fallen into the trap of the Eighth Route Army.
It happened that the weather was clear, so he immediately sent out reconnaissance planes and fighter planes.
The anxious old devil even carried out antiques such as the Type 95 fighter planes in the warehouse.
"It's a big trouble."
"What's wrong with this weather? It was snowing yesterday, but why did it stop today? The sun is still so bright."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the forest where the special forces company was resting, Dai Yu, who was responsible for reconnaissance and exploration, frowned tightly.
Although the enemy did not catch up, the Japanese planes could be dispatched after the weather cleared.
As an experienced scout, he knew what it meant for a unit without air defense to encounter an aircraft in the wild.
Here it comes