Niu Yutang said again: "Brother, everyone says that the most unbearable thing is the traitor who betrays himself. If we betray Xu Shijiu, how could Xu Shijiu let us go? So this time you have to listen to me. Let us send someone to report Haneda and Ikeda to make Haneda and Ikeda alert."

"Are you stupid?" Niu Sigen shook his hand and slapped Niu Yutang on the forehead, scolding, "This is just my guess. You really reported Haneda and the two old ghosts of Ikeda. What if the 19th Detachment didn't come in the end? Why do you explain to them? Yutang, remember that little Japanese is not so easy to serve."

"But what if the 19th Detachment really comes?" Niu Yutang said, "If they really come, brother, wouldn't it be a great achievement for you? Maybe the old Japanese devil in Haneda would beat Yan Sanquan when he was happy and let Brother, you be the brigade commander."

Niu Sigen looked at Niu Yutang coldly: "I think it's most suitable for you to be the brigade commander."

"Brother, what do you think?" Niu Yutang shouted, "How dare I be so mean?"

"It's best not to have this intention." Niu Sigen said, "Yutang, I tell you, although we have already worn this dog skin and become traitors, we must not do anything and cut off all the way out. Don't think that the little Japanese is very arrogant now, but who knows what the end result will be?"

"Brother, what do you mean?" Niu Yutang said, "You mean, the little Japanese will lose in the end? This is unlikely. The little Japanese is almost defeated half of China, and it is the richest half. Look at the National Government, what has been beaten by the little Japanese? Just this, I still want to drive the little Japanese out of China? Dreaming."

Niu Sigen said: "I didn't say that Japan will definitely lose. If Japan really loses, will we vote? I mean, stay on the front line in everything and meet again in the future. If Japan is really driven out of China by the national army in the future, we will have room for improvement, don't you?"

Niu Yutang said, "Then, don't you talk to Haneda?"

"No, please go back to the account and go to bed."

(Split Line)

After Xu Shijiu issued the combat order, Li Zihan went back to assemble troops and marched towards Hulu Valley overnight.

Two hours later, just after midnight the next day, Battalion L had already entered the attack position - the high ground on the left side of Hulu Valley.

As mentioned earlier, the terrain of the Gourd Valley is gourd-shaped, with the mouth of the gourd leading to the mountains, the bottom of the gourd leading to the outside of the mountain, and the sides of the gourd are high grounds, and the high ground is facing the valley is a cliff. Although the cliff is not high, it is only four or five meters long, if there is no rope, it is not easy to climb down.

Taking advantage of the brief break when the troops were resting, Li Zihan took the guard platoon leader Zhao Dahai to the cliff first to observe the terrain. Standing on the cliff and looking down, he saw that it was pitch black and there were only a starry fire in the valley. Needless to say, it must be the bonfire of the little Japanese artillery.

With the help of the glimmer emitted by the campfire, Li Zihan roughly estimated the distance. The width of the valley would not exceed kilometers. Heavy machine guns and mortars could cover the entire valley by placing them on the cliffs, but light machine guns could not.

The little Japanese was quite vigilant. Not only did they install a large number of guard posts in the valley, but they also placed guard posts on the high ground on both sides of the left and right, but they were all open posts.

When camping at night in Japan, it is generally a habit to set up fixed and mobile whistles, but rarely set up hidden whistles.

The guard post set on the left high ground is even less than 100 meters away from Li Zihan, but the moon has already set off the mountain and is pitch black around it. It is impossible to see the figures of people ten meters away. Therefore, the guard post did not notice Li Zihan's arrival at all, and there was no idea that there were hundreds of enemies resting and standing by in the dense forest on the other side of the high ground.

Li Zihan looked northwards over the little Japanese post. That direction should be Huluzui. According to the information provided by Li Mu, Haneda Brigade should be stationed at that location, but the campfire of Haneda Brigade cannot be seen here, and it must have been blocked by the ridge in the middle.

At this moment, Li Shuangqin's battalion must have entered the attack position.

Looking back, Li Zihan saw more campfires at the bottom of the gourd. Needless to say, it must be the camp of the Longkou Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army. After absorbing the troops of Niu, Yan Sanquan recruited some veterans of the 19th Detachment who had returned home. Now it has expanded to three regiments, with only two thousand troops.

However, Li Zihan did not take these two thousand puppet troops seriously.

A tiny sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind.

The guard platoon leader Zhao Dahai, who was following Li Zihan, turned around and saw a burly black shadow walking quietly towards this side in the dead grass. When Zhao Dahai was about to reach out to pull out his gun, a familiar voice had already come: "The troupe, it's me."

The company commander of the 1st Battalion L, Liu Changqing, Liu Changqing and Zhao Dahai were all old men brought by Li Zihan from the Third War Zone. They were used to calling Li Zihan's regiment. The 19th Detachment was reduced and Li Zihan's position was demoted from the regiment commander to the battalion commander, but they did not change.

"Evergreen?" Li Zihan said, "How are the brothers' emotions?"

Liu Changqing lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, the group leader has never had a head-on exchange of fire with Japan these days. The brothers are already suffocating. This time, the group leader finally won't win the opportunity for the brothers to attack. Brothers will never let you down."

Liu Changqing's L Company was an old army brought from the Third War Zone. None of them was a rude person. The last retirement storm caused an irreversible heavy blow to the 19th Detachment, but the L Company was not affected at all. Therefore, among the current 19th Detachment, Liu Changqing's L Company was the company with the most stable morale and the strongest combat power, and the company with the most military strength.

There were only more than 100 other companies, but Liu Changqing's company had more than 300 people.

Li Zihan patted Liu Changqing on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let me tell my brothers in the L Company that this battle tonight is related to the life and death of our entire 19th Detachment. If the battle is done, I will personally ask for credit from the head of the Third War Zone for them."

"Thank you." Liu Changqing stood at attention and saluted again.

Five minutes later, dozens of ropes connected by leggings hung down from the cliff, and then black shadows slid quietly along the rope to the cliff.

At four o'clock in the morning, as the agreed time came, with two red signal flares flying, the officers and soldiers of the 19th Detachment, who had already entered the attack position, began to act at the same time. Battalion 1 was responsible for attacking the artillery of the Japanese, battalion was responsible for blocking Haneda's military police, and Battalion 3 was responsible for blocking the Dragongu Mixed Brigade that was stating the three punches.

(Split Line)

Yan Sanquan, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the fierce gunfire.

Put on his military uniform and hurried out of the tent, he saw his cousin Yan Weixin running over in a panic. Yan Weixin's face was a little pale against the fire. The wide-brimmed hat on his head was crooked, and a cowhide boot on his feet also fell off. The more embarrassed he looked, the more embarrassed he was.

"Brother, no, no, no, no, no, the anti-Japanese and national salvation army in southern Anhui fought and fought," Yan Weixin said in panic.

"What's the matter?" Yan Sanquan glared at Yan Weixin fiercely, and then began to wear military uniforms slowly. Yan Sanquan deliberately slowed down the buttons to calm people's hearts. Yan Sanquan's calmness, which was calm, really worked. At least Yan Weixin was not as panicked as before.

"Brother, the anti-Japanese and national salvation army in southern Anhui has really come to fight." Yan Weixin was much calmer this time, but he still felt fear in his bones. "Listen, it's all machine guns, and this firepower must be their main force."

"It's okay, they are at least five hundred meters away when they hear the gunshots." Yan Sanquan said calmly, "Firing at such a long distance is completely in line with the style of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in Southern Anhui. If I guess correctly, the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in Southern Anhui must have set off firecrackers in foreign oil barrels again to scare us."

"Set firecrackers in foreign oil barrels?" Yan Weixin was dumbfounded when he heard this, but then he thought about it, it seemed that this was the case. The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army in southern Anhui did not have strong logistical support than the Japanese. The bullets were as precious as treasures. How could it be fired randomly five hundred meters away?
Chapter completed!