nucmednet Chapter 123 Route 8 is boiling!
Chapter 123 Route 8 is boiling!
After Chen Yan had a long chat with Kong Laosan, he found that he quite liked this boy.
It's not that he has a white skin and a red heart, the main thing is that this guy is just a big gangster who survives in the cracks. You can't say that he is a disaster to the common people. He has been staying in this remote place and has not done anything immoral.
Usually the passers-by were from the nearby fortress. If some distant relatives passed by, Kong San would be teased for no reason, making him feel like a wronged baby.
The Kong family is a wealthy family in the local area. Mr. Kong was a juren in the Qing Dynasty, but he died early.
There are four brothers and sisters in the Kong family. The eldest one takes care of the household chores, while the second and third ones work for the Japanese.
When Yan Laoxi was in power, bandits were rampant around, and the Kong family funded themselves to set up an insurance team to protect the safety of the area. Since the Japanese invaded North China, the bayonets were pointed at the noses of the Kong family, "Baga, do you want to fight with us or not?"
The Kong brothers were scared at that time and started to act like lackeys.
After the special operations battalion finished eating, they hurried back. After a night of fierce fighting, they were exhausted and under great mental pressure, so they fell asleep immediately.
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang stood by Chen Yan's bed with worried looks on their faces.
"Old Zhao, why did Chen come back shirtless so early in the morning? He didn't even tell me what happened last night. I was so worried."
"Okay, let him sleep. I don't think it will be a peaceful night. Besides, the villagers have been killed. It's not easy for anyone.
Let him be, you stay here and watch over him, I will report to the headquarters."
Chen Yan was sleeping soundly, he didn't know that Hebei had become a mess.
The commander of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region threw the phone to the ground in anger:
"MD, this is really weird. To take down ten artillery towers in one night, at least a regiment of troops must have been mobilized. Who on earth poked this hornet's nest?"
"Commander, something is wrong. According to the intelligence, the Japanese set out in the early hours of last night. Judging from their movement trajectory, the Japanese were clearly supporting one turret at a time. This is totally unreasonable, unless..."
Who is the commander? He is in charge of four second-level military regions, namely the Hebei-Shanxi, Hebei-Chahar, Hebei-Central, and Hebei-Rehe-Liaoning Military Regions. He is a man who can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack with just a stomp of his feet.
He immediately understood what the chief of staff meant, "Unless this unit is leading the Japanese by the nose, attacking one artillery tower at a time, it is not a large force dividing up to attack."
"That's right. This also explains why the battle last night was definitely not done by a large force. If a force of several thousand people were running around in southwestern Shanxi, the enemy would definitely not react like this."
The commander looked at the chief of staff with satisfaction. When the military region was first established, he was troubled by the lack of the best candidate for chief of staff. If it were not for Shuren's recommendation, the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region would not have developed so rapidly.
"Yuehua, do you think the Kuomintang was responsible for this?"
The chief of staff thought for a moment and said, "I think it's unlikely. From President Chiang to Old Man Yan, although they don't have much ability, they are all high-minded and incompetent. They keep talking about this battle and that tactic. They are good at bragging, but how could they possibly attack a blockhouse?"
"Well, you have a point, it must have been done by one of our own.
Judging from the firepower, they should be using automatic weapons. There are not many of us in the Eighth Route Army that have such weapons, so you can ask them one by one."
“Yes, Commander.
Eh? Commander, do you think this is something that happened in Northwest Shanxi? I heard there is a guy named Chen Yan who is not an ordinary guy. Even the commander-in-chief likes him very much.
Do you want to talk to the commander of the 129th Division?"
After hearing what he said, the commander indeed remembered Chen Yan. When he was paying New Year's greetings at the beginning of the year, the commander praised him a lot.
The commander picked up the phone and dialed.
"Old Liu, I heard that there's a devil under your command, and now he's reaching out to my territory?"
The commander of the 129th Division hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything, his face turning red and white.
He said he was my soldier, but Chen Yan is the kind of person who only follows orders and not declarations. He took his men away last night and there has been no news from us since.
This kid really doesn't take me seriously. Even when someone came to complain, he was still sleeping.
The commander of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region tapped the table with his fingers, and when he counted to the 60th time, he understood.
It must have been done by Lao Liu’s men. This old guy couldn’t even keep up with the conversation. I guess he was thinking of how to fool me!
Both of them are thousand-year-old foxes. Neither is worse than the other. They have profound tricks and the fight between the two masters is only a flash of lightning.
The commander didn't give that for nothing. "I was just reading a report and didn't hear clearly what you said. I don't know what has extended to your territory."
"Old Liu, stop pretending. You can't make it up.
I'm not here to blame you, I'm just curious, who arranged the troops and how did you manage to take down ten Japanese artillery towers in one night? "
"What???".
At this time, the commander was so shocked that his hair stood up.
"This bastard brought 200 people to capture ten artillery towers last night?"
"What???".
This time it was the commander of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region who was shocked, "Say it again, you're only bringing 200 people?"
At this moment, the phones on both sides were silent for 2 minutes, and both bosses were relaxing.
The commander watched as the chief of staff dipped his finger in tea and wrote two words on the table: "Kidnap people!".
The commander waved his hand, gave him a look that reassured him, and then smiled flatteringly:
"Old Liu, from what you said, this kid is hard to manage.
How about this, send him to my place for two months, I will give you free training, and provide you with food and lodging."
The commander understood as soon as he heard this.
Hey, you're starting to play tricks on me.
No matter how much of a bastard Chen Yan is, he is still mine.
As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down. If I enter the den of thieves, how can I return the people to me?
After all, Chen Yan is my main brigade commander, I don’t treasure him enough!
It's really infuriating. I can take a few more heart pills, but I can't let others get them for free!
"Well, I have something urgent to do. I didn't hear what you said just now. Let's talk about it next time.
Oh! I am too busy with official duties."
“Beep…beep…beep.”
The commander listened to the busy tone on the phone and looked at the chief of staff with a wry smile, "It's not that easy to deceive this old guy!"
The commander tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Let's go, I'll go to the headquarters myself."
On the other hand, the Japanese North China Command sent the commander of the 1th Brigade of the 4st Army, Ping Lu Yongfu, to the Niwaizi Artillery Tower to check the situation in person.
Ping Lu Yongfu looked at the big words left on the wall by the Special Operations Battalion:
"If you keep showing off, I'll fuck you."
He was immediately furious and asked, "Whoever did this, I'm going to skin him alive."
"Reporting to the brigade commander, the enemy did not leave any clues, even the bullet heads were cleaned. It seems that they were very professional. However, judging from the trajectory, they used automatic weapons, so they are most likely the Kuomintang army."
Suddenly a sharp voice came from the turret:
"Wrong, it must be the Eighth Route Army."
A man in special warfare uniform and with the rank of colonel walked out of the artillery tower.
He raised his forehead at a 45-degree angle and said, "It must have been him."