These Sichuan Army wounded and laborers were on the way to retreat.

Seeing clusters of fire suddenly erupt on the left and right,

surprise outweighed fear!

To them, the huge explosions sounded like celebratory firecrackers.

Because through the hazy smoke, in the exploding flames,

they could see the charging Japanese soldiers falling in rows.

After the explosions, very few Japanese soldiers were left standing.

And that wasn't the end of it; flare after flare was launched toward the area where the explosions had occurred.

The fire from the explosions was just a flash in the pan.

Now, these flares rose into the sky, immediately exposing all the Japanese soldiers who had just been attacked by the bombs.

Qian Tianyou commanded the soldiers of the Second Platoon and the Second Company of the Third Battalion, charging towards the Japanese soldiers who had just been dazed by the blasts.

The high morale and emotional fervor of the Japanese soldiers of the Takahashi Torataro squad

were suddenly brought to a freezing point by several directional mines.

After the attack, the Takahashi Torataro squad of over a hundred Japanese soldiers was reduced to fewer than thirty.

As they were reeling, the charging Nationalist soldiers were already upon them.

Qian Tianyou, the Second Platoon leader, thrust the bayonet of his rifle straight into the chest of a Japanese soldier.

The Sichuan Army soldiers who charged with him didn't lag behind either.

They had a few more men than the First Squad of the Second Platoon.

These Sichuan Army soldiers were accustomed to using broadswords.

They were actually not as good as the Japanese in close combat.

It was just that these Japanese soldiers had just been frightened, and their bayonet skills were less than ten percent of their usual level.

Seeing the ground covered with Japanese corpses,

these Sichuan Army soldiers unleashed two hundred percent of their strength.

One broadsword after another slashed at the Japanese soldiers.

More than thirty Japanese soldiers had not yet recovered from the violent explosions

before they were hacked to death by the charging Sichuan Army.

Such a charge was also taking place in another direction.

Both were Sichuan Army soldiers of the Second Platoon and Second Company fighting side by side.

This kind of battle was most inspiring to morale.

Especially this wave of attacks, the ground was covered with Japanese corpses.

Far more than the number of Sichuan Army and Second Platoon soldiers who charged up.

These Sichuan Army soldiers now not only had a surge of courage, but also a feeling of victory.

Qian Tianyou ordered, "Clear the battlefield! Only pick up weapons and ammunition!"

The Sichuan Army soldiers had been fighting the Japanese soldiers for more than a day or two.

When had they ever fought such a simple and effective battle?

Hearing Qian Tianyou's order, they immediately began picking up the Japanese soldiers' guns.

Xie Jiabao, the Second Company commander, sought the opinion of Platoon Leader Qian:

"Platoon Leader! Can we change our equipment?"

Qian Tianyou said with a smile, "Of course! Let the brothers choose good weapons to use.

Don't throw away the guns in your hands either.

Put them on the carts; these guns are still useful for guerrilla warfare."

Company Commander Xie immediately ordered, "Each squad is equipped with one light machine gun and each person a rifle."

His company was with the Second Platoon, protecting the middle of the entire retreating队伍 (duiwu, contingent).

In the counterattack just now, they had annihilated two Japanese platoons in one fell swoop.

More than three hundred guns were seized.

Xie Company's Second Company now had a total of only seventy people, actually only twenty more soldiers than Qian Tianyou's Second Platoon.

Now that the Second Company was newly equipped with seven light machine guns, the soldiers stroked the new guns they had just received.

Each and every one of them loved them.

The Second Platoon laid directional mines along the way.

The Third Platoon was much busier, as they had to recover the mines that had been laid.

Qianjiia's Mingshi Battalion Commander watched as the two platoons he had sent out to intercept this retreating队伍 (duiwu, contingent)

were actually completely annihilated.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

His battalion had two platoons defeated by the First Platoon, and now two platoons were completely annihilated by the Second Platoon.

In reality, he could no longer organize an attack or defense.

Qianjiia's Mingshi Battalion Commander could only report the battlefield situation to Numata Takakazo.

Numata Takakazo, upon receiving the report and learning that they had been bombarded by the retreating Sichuan Army's landmines in the dark,

immediately ordered all units to stop pursuing.

He didn't want his troops to suffer too many casualties.

In the eyes of Numata Takakazo, the regimental commander: it would be easier to continue chasing and killing them with his troops after dawn.

Company Commander Gu Xiuming, after breaking out of the Japanese encirclement, did not continue to advance north.

At this time, they had only broken out of the north of Teng County and out of the Japanese encirclement.

It was definitely impossible to continue going north at this time.

The entire north had already been occupied by the Japanese.

According to Lin Fan's orders, they now had to bypass Teng County, detour from the west of Teng County, and retreat to Lincheng.

In Lincheng, there was also the Sichuan Army Twenty-Second Army Group headquarters.

At this time, the benefits of the Special Operations Brigade's preparations when they first arrived in Teng County were revealed.

When they first arrived in Teng County, the reconnaissance队伍 (duiwu, contingent) sent out by the Special Operations Brigade had surveyed the entire terrain around Teng County.

Mao Wenxing had also observed the entire terrain of Teng County from the air.

Lin Fan had more than a dozen retreat routes.

From here to Lincheng, there were still fifty *li* (approximately 25 kilometers).

And the wounded were difficult to travel with.

At three o'clock in the morning on the 18th, Lin Fan allowed the entire retreating队伍 (duiwu, contingent) to rest temporarily.

The entire retreating队伍 (duiwu, contingent) now had nearly six hundred wounded.

Three hundred and thirty laborers, Battalion Commander Hou's entire battalion of two hundred and eighty-seven men.

Two hundred and thirty from the Special Operations Brigade.

A total队伍 (duiwu, contingent) of more than a thousand people rested in Bailongwan, ten *li* (approximately 5 kilometers) away from Teng County.

Lin Fan found Zhu Shaoshen and several spokesmen among the laborers and asked them if they could find some more carts.

A man who had just joined, named Wang Quan, said:

"There is a large village called Longjia Village less than three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) ahead.

There are more than a thousand people, and the one in charge of the village is my uncle, Long Zaitian.

As long as he is willing to help, dozens of carts are no problem."

Zhu Shaoshen also echoed, "Longjia Village is a big village.

But the village head is not easy to talk to."

Lin Fan prepared to take a trip to Longjia Village himself.

Gu Xiuming said, "Brigade Commander! You stay here, and I'll take a squad."

Lin Fan thought for a while and said, "Alright! When you go, take twenty rifles that the Sichuan Army has replaced and five hundred rounds of ammunition.

Consider it a gift.

The Special Operations Brigade is not short of money, we will pay for those carts and people."

Wang Quan said, "Brigade Commander Lin is benevolent, we all know. I will tell Uncle Long."

Zhu Zhaoshen and the others, following the Special Operations Brigade, received one yuan every day, paid daily!

Although Wang Quan and the others had only been here for a few hours, they had already heard the people who had come to work earlier say so.

Lin Fan said, "Bring the radio with you, and report immediately if there are any situations."

"Yes!"

Continuous operations were the basic skill of the Special Operations Brigade. During normal training, Lin Fan required that everyone be guaranteed to eat well and sleep well.

Of course, today that was impossible.

Battalion Commander Hou Ziping saw that Company Commander Gu was about to set off again, and said to Lin Fan somewhat embarrassedly:

"Brigade Commander Lin! We can also be on duty."

The Special Operations Brigade, like them, had been fighting for a day.

When Lin Fan arranged the sentry just now, he did not arrange any soldiers from the Third Battalion.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Sichuan Army brothers, you have been fighting hard in Teng County for two months.

Yesterday, you fought fiercely for another day, let them have a good rest tonight.

There is still a long way to go tomorrow.

The soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade are used to this kind of combat intensity.

We can still persevere!"

Battalion Commander Hou Ziping stopped talking.

If he had only met these soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade at night, he would only have thought that each of these soldiers was really physically strong.

Although the soldiers were tall and short, they all looked very strong.

When he was following the First Platoon to lead the way earlier, Battalion Commander Hou really felt the gap between the Sichuan Army and the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade.

The soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade charged all the way, sprinting down.

Their footsteps were still so light, walking like the wind.

The soldiers of his First Company were all heavy-footed and unable to keep up with the First Platoon.

The First Company was the strongest in the Third Battalion; he didn't know what the Second and Third Companies would be like.

When they stopped just now, the soldiers of his battalion were all so tired that they collapsed on the ground.

The soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade were still busy digging fortifications.

They were only staying here for a few hours, and they would leave at dawn.

Was it too much of a waste of the brothers' strength to dig for half an hour?

Battalion Commander Hou Ziping did not ask this question.

However, he could see that none of the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade had any objections.

Each and every one of them was like a little tiger, moving quickly.

Now Company Commander Gu was leading a squad to Longjia Village, three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) away.

To find some carts to bring back.

Of course Battalion Commander Hou knew what these carts were for.

Brigade Commander Lin felt that the wounded were walking too slowly.

He wanted to speed up the march.

After thinking about it, Battalion Commander Hou Ziping still said:

"Brigade Commander Lin! Why not let the wounded travel by boat?"

Lin Fan said with a wry smile, "All we can find here are small boats.

They can only send the wounded away.

We can't follow along at all.

During the day, if they encounter Japanese planes, they can only be passively bombed.

Following us, although the road is bumpy,

it is safe!"

Lin Fan seemed very confident when he said this.

Battalion Commander Hou Ziping immediately believed it:

Ever since the Special Operations Brigade arrived in Teng County, Teng County had never been bombed by Japanese planes again.

According to the fierce momentum of the Special Operations Brigade tonight,

no Japanese队伍 (duiwu, contingent) could stop them.

Thinking of this, he exclaimed, "Brigade Commander Lin! Your队伍 (duiwu, contingent)'s combat power is really too strong."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Battalion Commander Hou, if the Sichuan Army brothers have enough food and training,

they will not be half as bad as the Special Operations Brigade."

Battalion Commander Hou Ziping said with a wry smile, "Brigade Commander Lin sees clearly, our brothers are not afraid of death and dare to fight the Japanese.

It's just that our equipment and supplies are too poor.

I won't say anything more, I'm going to sleep.

Tomorrow, we'll go back to Lincheng and fight the Japanese again."

Lin Fan really wanted to keep this队伍 (duiwu, contingent) here.

It was just that they had their own organization and were not scattered soldiers.

He couldn't just take all the people from Commander Sun Zhen.

The main force of Lin Fan's side began to rest.

Gu Xiuming led a squad of soldiers and walked towards Longjia Village with Wang Quan and Zhu Shaoshen.

Wang Quan and Zhu Shaoshen were also driving a cart, with a gun box and another box of ammunition on it.

Three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) was actually not far, even if the cart walked slowly.

It only took twenty minutes to arrive.

In the hazy night, Gu Xiuming and the others, who were accustomed to the darkness, could only see that there were many houses in front of them.

The oil lamp hanging in front of the cart, and the bells tied to the donkey's neck, reminded people early on:

Someone was traveling at night.

These past few months, there had been fighting in Teng County.

Although it hadn't reached here, it wasn't far from Longjia Village.

Village Head Long Zaitian still sent people to guard the road outside the village every day.

Long Fei and Long Tian were sleeping in the shed outside the village tonight.

They heard the sound of bells coming from afar.

They quickly looked in the direction of the sound, and could see a cart, hanging an oil lamp, walking leisurely.

"So late at night, who is still entering the village?" the two young men wondered.

Long Fei grabbed Long Tian, "Hide in the dark. If something unexpected happens,

run back to report immediately."

He crawled out of the shed and shouted, "Who is it?

What are you doing in the village so late?"

Wang Quan quickly said, "I am Wang Quan from Wangjia Village!

The Nationalist army in Teng County wants to discuss some things with Village Head Long."

Wang Quan?

Long Fei knew him, and his voice was also that of a local.

He took a few steps forward and saw that Wang Quan had jumped off the cart.

He also saw Gu Xiuming and the others following the cart.

Seeing the fully armed soldiers,

Long Fei was shocked: "What do you want to discuss?"

Gu Xiuming said, "If you can make the decision, I can tell you."

Long Fei held up a torch and carefully looked at the gun box on the cart:

"What is this?"

"Twenty guns!" Gu Xiuming said.

"The small box contains bullets."

Long Fei thought for a while, "Wait here, my brother will go back and ask my uncle."

Long Tian in the dark had already started running back to the village.

He knocked on the village head's door breathlessly.

He told him that a队伍 (duiwu, contingent) of soldiers had come outside the village, saying that they had something to discuss with the village head.

Long Zaitian thought for a moment and called up more than a dozen young men.

They followed him to the outside of the village together.

Seeing that those people were still in the shed that the village had built, they hadn't moved.

"These people are still disciplined."

He walked forward and shouted, "I don't know which distinguished guests have come to visit,

in the dark night, I haven't come out to greet you from afar.

Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

Gu Xiuming quickly said, "I am the company commander of the First Company of the Special Operations Brigade of the Fifth War Zone,

I am disturbing you late at night, I just want to ask the village head for a favor."

Long Zaitian said, "Please speak!"

Whether or not he could help would depend on what it was.

If these soldiers were just trying to get some food, he had some.

A small amount, too much would not work.

Gu Xiuming said with a smile, "There are twenty-odd rifles and five hundred rounds of ammunition on the cart.

Our brigade commander asked us to give them to Village Head Long.

The brigade commander said: The Japanese devils have attacked, and the world will be in chaos in the future.

If the people have guns in their hands, they can also deter some petty thieves and bandits.

Whether you help or not, these guns will be given to Village Head Long."

Long Zaitian was shocked: To give twenty guns as a gift upon meeting was a valuable gift.

What he didn't know was that it was too easy for the Special Operations Brigade to seize weapons from the Japanese.

They never regarded guns as something valuable.

In fact, when such a rifle was passed through several hands and sold to a local rich man like Long Zaitian,

the price of one gun would be a small gold bar.

Gu Xiuming signaled Wang Quan and Zhu Shaoshen to carry the gun box down and open it.

Wang Quan shouted, "Uncle Long, it's me! I am Wang Quan."

Long Zaitian recognized him and asked, "Wang Quan, why aren't you staying at home, what are you doing following the officers?"

Wang Quan said, "County Chief Zhou recruited us to the county town to go on a business trip,

I followed the officers here."

Gu Xiuming walked to the front of the gun box, randomly took a gun, and handed it to Long Zaitian: "Village Head Long! Try it."

Long Zaitian was not polite either, he just wanted to see if there were any tricks in this gun.

He familiarly took a bullet from the bullet box and loaded it.

He fired a shot into the dark sky.

"Bang!"

The loud sound was particularly loud and clear in the night sky.

Gu Xiuming then said, "Some people in our队伍 (duiwu, contingent) are injured.

We need some carts to transport them.

I hope Village Head Long can help."

"Where to?"

"Lincheng!"

"How many carts do you need?"

"Seventy will do," Gu Xiuming said.

"There are only handcarts in our village, no mules or horses."

Gu Xiuming smiled: "We have mules and horses!"

Long Zaitian looked at Wang Quan with a puzzled expression.

Wang Quan quickly said, "Uncle Long! They are real mules and horses, and there are many guns and bullets."

Long Zaitian thought for a while and said, "Is this considered requisition or employment?"

Gu Xiuming said, "Our brigade commander said, one yuan a day for hiring a cart and a person.

We provide food."

Zhu Shaoshen said, "Uncle Long! They eat very well. I have been following them these days.

There is meat to eat every day, and the meat and grain are all bought from Zhou Master's family."

"Zhou Jishen?" Long Zaitian asked.

Zhou's people had also come to Longjia Village to collect live pigs in the past few days.

They only collected pigs, and did not say who they were for.

"Yes! Yes! They have also come to Longjia Village to collect pigs."

Long Zaitian determined that Gu Xiuming and the others were indeed real.

Only then did he feel relieved and said, "It's so late, officers, please come to the village to rest.

Tomorrow morning, I will find people and we will leave together."

Gu Xiuming said, "We are leaving now, our main force is not far ahead.

We are afraid that the main force will scare everyone if we enter the village.

Therefore, our main force is camping in the field.

Teng County has fallen, and we will leave early in the morning.

So the people and carts will leave now."

Long Zaitian hesitated a little, "But it's night now."

"When the country is in trouble, Village Head Long probably doesn't want those brothers who have traveled thousands of miles from Sichuan to Teng County to fight the Japanese to be captured by the Japanese devils!"

"Of course we can't let the anti-Japanese heroes be captured," Long Zaitian quickly said.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Company Commander Gu! You have retreated from the battlefield,

I think you have a lot of unused guns and ammunition.

Can you give us a few more?"

In fact, Long Zaitian believed that Gu Xiuming and the others were taking out the guns that they had scattered in battle to trade.

Therefore, he wanted to get some more guns.

Gu Xiuming had also been a defeated soldier before, so of course he understood what Old Long was thinking.

He said with a smile, "If Village Head Long wants more weapons, you need to exchange them for something."

Of course, Long Zaitian understood this. In the past, he used to spend money.

He could only secretly buy a gun and a dozen bullets from some middlemen.

And the price was high.

Now he hesitated again: "Company Commander Gu, do you accept gold? Or legal tender? Silver dollars?"

Gu Xiuming said, "We accept everything!"

"We accept everything!" These five words made Long Zaitian excited.

Guns are dead, people are alive.

Now, in such a war-torn situation, sending some people in,

and running back in the chaos in a few days, wouldn't that be getting both people and guns?

He immediately said, "We have people!"

Gu Xiuming smiled, "If you want to exchange people, you have to get the brigade commander's approval."

"Okay! Where is Brigade Commander Lin?"

"Three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) east of the village."

Long Zaitian immediately said to Long Fei:

"Go back and tell the village to send a man from each family and pull a cart out.

Go three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) to the east."

Gu Xiuming said, "Village Head Long, if there are pigs in the village, can you sell us five pigs?"

"One gun for one?"

"Deal!"

Long Zaitian immediately said to Long Fei, "Drag five pigs out of my pigsty.

Bring them along."

He was going to the Special Operations Brigade's驻地 (zhudi, garrison) with Gu Xiuming to take a look.

Long Zaitian looked at the large crowd in the field.

He understood that Gu Xiuming was not lying to him just now.

When Lin Fan heard that someone was willing to exchange the population of the village for some guns,

Of course he was happy: As far as the Special Operations Brigade was concerned, as long as they wanted them, they could have them.

But people were what the Special Operations Brigade had always lacked.

Especially in this place in Teng County.

If those laborers were willing to be soldiers in the Special Operations Brigade,

Lin Fan could immediately issue them guns and bullets.

At four o'clock in the morning, more than 400 people from Longjia Village came, pulling more than 200 carts.

Some people were purely there to watch the excitement.

Long Zaitian had just heard Lin Fan explain clearly: "Two soldiers for one gun and 100 rounds of ammunition."

This price was very reasonable.

Long Zaitian immediately began to work on the people in the village.

He promised that for every person who was willing to join the army, he would give them five silver dollars, and let one person from this family work as a hired hand in his house.

In this era, it was not easy to be a hired hand in a landlord's house.

It was equivalent to holding a rice bowl, and whether the food was good or bad,

at least there was something to eat.

The five pigs they dragged over had just been turned over on the ground.

Lin Fan was preparing to prepare breakfast for the entire队伍 (duiwu, contingent).

He praised Gu Xiuming's idea of exchanging back five pigs.

The Special Operations Brigade now had 3,000 rifles that they were dragging along.

It would be a great thing to exchange some people for them.

The people of Longjia Village quietly inquired with those laborers who were awakened by the pigs' cries.

Hearing that the Special Operations Brigade had one pig every day during these days in Teng County.

Not to mention that the soldiers had meat to eat every day, even these laborers had meat to eat every day.

Immediately someone had an idea: First be a laborer, if there was really meat to eat every day.

Then stay and be a soldier.

But in this way, Village Head Long would not receive the guns.

Lin Fan came up with a way to solve the problem: "Anyway, some of these people will definitely come back.

When the time comes, how many people stay will be converted into how many guns.

Let the ones who go back to the village bring them back."

Everyone was happy with this.

On the spot, 32 young men were willing to follow along to fight the Japanese.

Lin Fan was also very generous and sent out 16 rifles and 100 rounds of ammunition.

Lin Fan did not make things difficult for them with the 200 carts.

He let them choose whether they wanted to stay and send people to Lincheng or not.

Those who didn't want to stay went back.

These people looked at the slaughtered fat pigs and asked, "Officer! Is there meat to eat if we stay?"

"Yes!"

"Is it true that everyone has one yuan a day?"

"Yes! Paid daily!"

With just these two questions.

More than 200 carts stayed.

This time, those wounded who had injured legs and feet and had difficulty walking all had a cart to hide in.

The carts were covered with thick quilts.

These were all battlefield spoils, taken from the Japanese's backpacks.

After taking care of the wounded, Lin Fan put down most of his worries.

In order to reduce baggage.

Also, in order to give those people in Longjia Village who were still hesitant some ideas.

The 32 people who had just joined the Special Operations Brigade were immediately issued a full set of equipment.

Leather shoes, two pairs per person, and a helmet per person.

One rifle per person, 100 rounds of ammunition per person.

The 32 people were armed.

Although they could only fire the guns at this time.

But in the eyes of the farmers, they were completely different from yesterday.

These 32 people were assigned to the 10 squads of the First Company.

At 5:30 in the morning, this队伍 (duiwu, contingent), which had grown to 1,500 people, began to eat.

White rice, bones, offal, and pork head stewed with radish.

There was a piece of *tuotuo* meat (chunky pieces of meat) in everyone's bowl.

One bite and their mouths were full of oil.

These newly joined laborers finally tasted meat with their own mouths.

Even Wang Quan felt a little unreal at this time.

He had only heard about having meat to eat with the Special Operations Brigade last night.

He had only joined this队伍 (duiwu, contingent) five hours earlier than the people of Longjia Village.

Breakfast was full and delicious.

The morale of the Sichuan Army brothers was greatly boosted.

Especially those wounded who were determined to die last night, did not expect:

They had not only successfully broken through the encirclement.

But they also had a hot meal in the morning.

Lin Fan ordered: "We will walk along the railway line.

Take the rails down and take them away."

He was afraid that the Japanese would drive a train to chase and kill them.

If they dismantled the rails, how could they chase?

The news of the fall of Teng County had been sent to Commander Li Zhongren by Lin Fan last night.

The Fifth War Zone was in chaos when it heard the news.

Li Zhongren's first thought was: "We must take Teng County back."

The only队伍 (duiwu, contingent) under his command that was obedient, capable of fighting, and could be drawn out was one队伍 (duiwu, contingent).

This was a队伍 (duiwu, contingent) that had just established a miraculous achievement on the battlefield, the Nationalist Army 59th Army, commander Zhang Zizhong.

Just as Li Zhongren received the telegram, the Japanese were launching a fierce attack on the 59th Army and Pang Bingxun's部 (bu, contingent).

The Japanese concentrated artillery fire and troops to attack the Yaitou, Liujiahu, and Chayeshan positions.

After fierce and dense artillery fire destroyed them, the Japanese occupied these three positions.

Zhang Zizhong urgently ordered two旅 (lu, brigade) to reinforce them, and the two sides fought hard at night.

Back and forth, these three positions changed hands several times, and finally all the lost positions were recaptured, and most of the Japanese army was wiped out.

After retaking the positions, Pang Bingxun's部 (bu, contingent) immediately launched a strong offensive, fought fiercely for a day and night, and successively occupied Youjiazhuang, Fjiatun, Dongxishuihuyai, and Shahe一带 (yidai, area).

The Japanese had to retreat to the Ljiawuhu, Fjiachi, and Caopo line.

By the morning of the 18th, Pang and Zhang's armies attacked the enemy on the Tangtou, Fjiachi, and Caopo line from the east, south, and west at the same time.

In the three days of bloody fighting from the 16th to the 18th, about three regiments of the enemy in the Linyi area were completely wiped out, and the remnants retreated to Jxian, and some retreated north.

In this battle, Zhang Zizhong and Pang Bingxun's armies wiped out more than 4,000 Japanese soldiers, of which the 59th Army wiped out more than 3,000 enemies.

The Japanese had been trapped on the Tangtou line, and the 31st Army had arrived on the battlefield.

Li Zhongren believed that the Japanese had been repelled.

Teng County fell, and the Japanese were attacking along the Jinpu Railway. At this time, a fierce general was needed to block the Japanese on the western front.

He immediately thought of Zhang Zizhong.

The 59th Army had just come down from the battlefield, and before they had rested, they immediately marched towards Teng County.

However, when Zhang Zizhong's 59th Army was halfway there, they received another order from Li Zhongren: Stand by in place!

It turned out that Chang Kaishen believed that the two armies of Zhang Zizhong and Pang Bingxun on the eastern front had only repelled the Japanese.

They had not defeated the Japanese, so he wanted to transfer the 59th Army back to the eastern front.

However, Li Zhongren did not believe that the situation on the eastern front would change, nor was he willing to change his orders in the morning and evening.

He had to order Zhang Zizhong's 59th Army to stand by in place.

The Japanese on the eastern front were severely damaged and retreated a little.

The Izogu Renjie师团 (shiduan, division) on the western front had been resurrected with full blood at this time.

No matter how much it had been hit in Teng County, it had finally occupied Teng County.

Keep up the good work!

On the morning of the 18th, Lin Fan led the Special Operations Brigade along the railway line to Lincheng.

Along the way, soldiers were sent to dismantle the rails.

The Special Operations Brigade did not discard these rails.

Not only the rails, but even the nuts were collected.

They were put on the carts and taken away together.

It was dawn: The 39th Regiment of the Japanese Army, which was still outside the north gate, received the latest order from the师团长 (shiduanzhang, division commander):

"Attack Lincheng!"

In the county town of Teng County, the tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers who had rushed into the city began to wipe out the small groups of Sichuan Army soldiers scattered in the city.

These Sichuan Army soldiers had never stopped fighting.

The county town, which had been calm for only half a night, had scattered gunfire everywhere in the city on the morning of the 18th.

The Japanese were searching the city in a dragnet.

At noon, they searched a courtyard in the south of the city and found more than 300 frostbitten Sichuan Army soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers rejoiced: They had never captured so many Sichuan Army prisoners in the battle of Teng County.

Just as these Japanese soldiers were going crazy with joy.

Something happened that made them ashamed and stunned: more than 300 Sichuan Army soldiers pulled the pins on their grenades together.

More than 300 wounded Sichuan Army soldiers would rather die than be prisoners!

Regimental Commander Numata Takakazo, who received the order in the north of the city, originally wanted to chase the队伍 (duiwu, contingent) that had broken through the阵地 (zhendi, position) last night.

Now, having received the order from师团长 (shiduanzhang, division commander) Izogu Renjie, they had to march south.

However, they were traveling to Lincheng by train.

Battalion Commander Yamato Nosakura was originally leading the队伍 (duiwu, contingent), sitting on the train.

They were marching happily towards Lincheng.

As a result, less than five *li* (approximately 2.5 kilometers) outside of Teng County, the railway ahead had been torn up.

Not only that, but there were no rails on the roadbed that it could see.

This was very different from the situation they had encountered before.

In the past, tearing up the rails was really tearing up the rails.

Those people only broke the rails with light explosives, and then pushed the rails under the roadbed.

This time, I don't know who did it, they even took the rails away.

There was no way: the Japanese soldiers of the Yamato Nosakura Battalion could only get off the train and go to Lincheng on foot.

Lin Fan did not deliberately speed up the march.

However, he was serious about tearing up the rails.

The professional tools were made in Jurong.

A long power bar, put on the nuts on the rails, two people could quickly dismantle them.

Lin Fan deliberately cultivated these laborers who were walking with the队伍 (duiwu, contingent).

He not only let these laborers personally dismantle them, but also gave each of the laborers a nut, telling them how to use this nut to make a professional tool.

The rails were made of good steel, and a steel rail was very valuable.

At least more than the daily wage of these laborers.

Lin Fan thought that when the guerrilla warfare came in the future, if one of these laborers joined the guerrillas.

Using this method, it could also cut off the Japanese railway artery at any time.

Therefore, their speed of advance was not fast. Da Feng Novel

When Platoon Leader Ye Tianshi of the Third Platoon reported that Japanese pursuers had appeared three *li* (approximately 1.5 kilometers) behind,

Lin Fan told everyone not to dismantle the rails anymore.

Hou Battalion Commander's First Company and Second Company were sent to lead the way.

At this time, it was still safe between Teng County and Lincheng.

And the equipment of these two companies had been changed, each company had a heavy machine gun and several light machine guns, and their combat power was stronger than yesterday.

The three platoons of the Special Operations Brigade were all at the rear of the队伍 (duiwu, contingent).

Lin Fan walked along the way, while looking for a suitable position.

He wanted to teach the追上 (zhuishang, catch up)队伍 (duiwu, contingent) a lesson.

Lin Fan was satisfied with this place ahead:

This place called Tianwan was surrounded by water on three sides.

After the Japanese entered here, if they wanted to run, they could only walk through the water.

This would add a lot of trouble for them.

With an order, the Third Platoon, which was walking at the end, deliberately exposed its figure.

Such a队伍 (duiwu, contingent) of dozens of people was immediately discovered by the Japanese soldiers walking in the front.

Battalion Commander Yamato Nosakura immediately ordered the Yamamoto Saburo platoon, which was at the front, to speed up and chase after them.

Platoon Leader Yamamoto Saburo found that the Nationalist army in front was also speeding up and running away at this time.

He immediately commanded more than 100 Japanese soldiers to speed up. The two sides chased each other for less than ten minutes.

The Nationalist army in front slowed down.

Platoon Leader Yamamoto Saburo could guess: "This队伍 (duiwu, contingent) must be a Nationalist army that was scattered yesterday.

They didn't rest well all night, so they were