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Chapter 667 The reason for letting the base area develop

No matter how much fear and fear I experienced about the future yesterday, the next day at dawn, what should be coming will not be late.

When the sun just rose in early spring, a large group of puppet troops drove east from Luoye Village.

There are more than 300 battalions, with neat formations and long double-row marching formations. Behind are three three-wheeled motorcycles of the Japanese, facing the morning glow.

Objective: The mobilization of Anxian and Meixian districts has officially begun.

A soldier was panting and was chased by someone. He ran in the morning mist and rushed up a hillside quickly, shouting excitedly: "Come on, Captain Meng, here you are here, from the west, stretching for a mile, with motorcycles and cars."

Captain Meng pulled the soldiers and said, "Count it clearly how many people are there? Are there any cavalry?"

"Too many, at least three or four hundred! I didn't see the cavalry..."

Captain Meng immediately felt relieved, gritted his teeth and turned his head to shout at the soldiers guarding the hillside: "Xiao Liu, immediately hang the mines buried on the road as taught by Platoon Chief Chen, and let's retreat north now."

A person next to him immediately asked: "Captain, Lao Qin and Liu have led the people north, shouldn't we go south?"

Captain Meng shook his head: "Do you think the enemy will be a fool? Only when we go north deliberately will the enemy think that the people are running south. Do you understand?"

"I see!"

Captain Meng smiled and said, "You understand, let's go north first, then west, and finally south, and take them around the hilly areas."

"What if the enemy arranged for people to intercept it?"

"It's just a battalion of security troops. If you want to surround us in such a large area, he will dream of going."

"Yes, we just circled the plains and dragged them to death."

After saying that, he looked at a group of security troops running down the hillside: "Then... the security troops vanguards chasing Xiao Zhou, should we hit them?"

Xiao Zhou, who had just returned from the reconnaissance and was still gasping next to him, quickly said anxiously: "Don't, they raised their guns very high, let them hang slowly first."

Everyone was about to retreat when a bicycle appeared in the east with a bunch of dust.

After a while: "Report, east of the blockade line, there were puppet troops gathered everywhere, and most of Wang Jingchang and Ma Dabangzi in the city came out."

...

This raid to test the capabilities of the Public Security Army was not only carried out in Meixian, but also in all counties on the plains at the same time.

On the surface, it is a cleanup of public security areas, but in fact it is to prepare for the upcoming large-scale mobilization.

After receiving the order, the bandit Ma Dabangzi was overjoyed and drove westward according to the route designated by the Imperial Army early in the morning, with the goal of flattening the guerrilla base west of the blockade line.

The translation said that Commander Lee Ying, the North Public Security Army, is also carrying out a sweep. Compared with the previous sweep, this sweep is unprecedented in scale, but the main force of the sweep is no longer the Imperial Army.

The Imperial Army sent a squad observation team, and Ma Dabangzi felt a little nervous. Although he had dealt with the Imperial Army before, he cooperated with Commander Wang Zhiquan of the city's security army. Following the security army, his range of activities was generally not large. This time, he was directly regarded as the main force by the Imperial Army.

Most of the incompetent security troops under Ma Dabangzi were bandits before and were not unfamiliar with this place. It is naturally not difficult to find out the guerrillas that were hunched tortoises...

The only difference is that his group of public security is not much the same as other public security troops. He has no salary and no supplies, and even the personnel have to do guns and ammunition by themselves. So Ma Dabangzi felt that he had to perform well this time and strive to enter the queue of eating imperial grain.

This operation was just a small-scale sweep in different regions. The translator also said that the Imperial Army had sent people to invade the guerrillas. The guerrillas received news yesterday and had been transferred.

This sweep may just be a formality.

It is not surprising that Ma Dabangzi is the one who has been in charge of so many years. He is definitely not a fool. He must have installed spies in the puppet army. It would be strange if he did such a large-scale operation and received the news of the wind and not run away.

Multiple armies advance together, strength is everything, and the place is so big. Although the sweeping is just a drill, even if the guerrillas get news of the encirclement and suppression, it is useless! Look at where those Eighth Route guerrillas can lead the people... to run!

The terrain of the hilly areas is complex, but under the comb sweep arranged by the Imperial Army, it is just around the corner to eliminate these guerrillas.

The liaison officer of the National Army who had just joined the line actually had an attitude of enjoying the guerrillas.

It is not surprising that the Kuomintang army said it was working with the Eighth Route Army to fight the Imperial Army, but it was fighting in the middle of the house.

The situation was too complicated and it was beyond the limit that he could see the situation clearly, so he was careful and did not pull everyone out.

You Tao is the fight between gods and immortals, and mortals suffer! The most important thing is to preserve their strength.

As for the common people who were in the disaster, he had no interest in paying much attention. In the years and years of the disaster, most of the poor people who escaped were asking for money but not money, and asking for food but not food. It was a loss to steal them.

Although I have no interest in mobilization, for the half-band and half-fake horse big stick, there is no psychological barrier to killing a few people.

Along the blockade line.

The three puppet army battalions in the county, based on the company, arrived early in the morning outside the artillery building stronghold next to the westernmost blockade ditch.

Just waiting for the order of the Imperial Army, the large group of people could cross the suspension bridge and sweep westward at any time.

Sun Dewang, the new company commander of the security regiment, rushed to the blockade ditch before dawn to gather next to the blockade ditch.

At this time, the team was sitting in a mess outside the artillery tower basking in the sun, staring at six or seven figures digging holes and cooking on the spot.

Until now, the security team has not even had one instructor in the Imperial Army, so they were directly looked down upon by the puppet soldiers in the artillery tower and were not even given to them in the kitchen.

The security team received much simpler tasks: defend the periphery line and wait for an opportunity to catch the guerrillas' escaped fish.

The team of Wang Jingchang, a puppet army in the south, heard that the troops were divided into twelve routes and were waiting for the orders of the imperial army.

As the blockade line was about to pass, the comb was pushed from east to west.

Further north, the Western Front of the First Public Security Army, a large number of troops were sharpening their knives.

In the enemy-occupied area, the traitors of the police, and commanders who defected to the Japanese also began to clear out the enemy-occupied areas and compress the scope of activities of the guerrillas.

Work behind enemy lines has become unprecedentedly severe.

Beside the artillery tower.

Waiting for the Imperial Army to order two puppet army battalion commanders were idle and got together: "There are so many people in the security team, let them follow us. What does the Imperial Army mean?"

Another tall and thin man immediately curled his lips: "The Imperial Army is to make these timid and fearful Imperial Army form a second line of defense with the reconnaissance team and the police, in case some of us deliberately let the guerrillas go."

The fat man immediately became unhappy: "This Japanese devil is really not a good person. It's a good thing that our Captain Wang is so dedicated to doing things for them."

"Shut up, call the Imperial Army."

"We are the only one here, I'm afraid of nothing. Besides, people's hearts are full of flesh. The common people in the west are so stupid and our compatriots. I think we should turn a blind eye to count the ball."

The tall and thin man looked around and said, "Your mother, just know it in your heart. What are you doing when you say it?"

"I think the Instructor Park who trained us must have something to do with the Eighth Master in the Mountain!"

The Shou Battalion Commander smiled and said, "So what if it's related? Just like the horse and big stick in the south... He is different and has something to do with the national army. Do you think someone doesn't know?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment: "You mean, the Imperial Army knows everything? Uh... But why then he still wants to use them?"

"You know, do you know how big our place is? Just by the Imperial Army, can you watch it? Sooner or later, you have to rely on those incompetent guys to stare at those mud legs."

"Hey, our group is crowded with people and guns now, but the territory is not big. Look... Should we take the opportunity to occupy the security team's territory this time?"

"Wow, don't let the leader hear it. He has a good relationship with the instructor named Pu, the security team."

"Then let's secretly dig a hole for the security team, what do you think..."

"Dig a hole? Just you... I, the battalion commander?"

The fat man winked and said, "Don't you know... you can collect taxes and food if you take up space."

"Do you really don't know how to write the word "death"? Li Ying from the north is eyeing the place in the west. Last year, he sent a group of Guo Qing, saying that there were thousands of numbers. He first occupied the security team's nest, but in the end he suffered a big loss. He ran back with his tail between his gray face. I know why not?"

"Tell me, I haven't figured it out yet. The security team has only a group of defeated soldiers and hundreds of bandits. How could they beat Guo Qing?"

The Shou Battalion Commander lowered his voice: "Hehe, I heard that the Eighth Route Army sent a working team to the security team. In addition, the security team was engaged in business with the guy named Xu of the detective team. In addition, the democratic government of the Kuomintang also fell in love with the security team, and the security team also had a good relationship with our regiment commander. At this moment, no matter who had the idea of ​​the security team, he would offend several other companies at the same time. In this case, even your little battalion commander dared to talk about the idea of ​​the security team?"

"I'm just talking about it, don't be serious."

"Now the disaster is a big disaster, and many commanders in the south are said to be too poor to lose their burden. The reason is that all the people have run away! Who is willing to take up more space!"

"I mean, if we can do some results and the commander's territory expands, we might be able to be the leader of the group at that time, don't you?"
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