At 1 p.m., the Third Company successfully entered the outer construction area of Xinglong Town because they encountered no decent resistance at all.
The so-called street fighting of the security forces cannot be called street fighting at all. They dodged and hid, but let the Eighth Route Army pass behind the wall and past the windows without firing a shot. They all hoped that others would really fight the Eighth Route Army, and they all hoped that they could hide safely for half an hour until the reinforcements came. Anyway, the Eighth Route Army could not move Xinglong Town away, right? The correct thing to do was to continue shivering in the dark corners.
Many things seem simple, but they become troublesome only when they are actually carried out. Among the four company commanders of the independent regiment, Hao Ping has the least combat experience, but he does not feel inferior to others because he believes that IQ determines everything. The arrogant Gao Yidao is a reckless man, the sinister Hu Yi is a psychopath, and the honest Wu Yan is not much better than a farmer. Hao Ping is the smartest.
Objectively speaking, Hao Ping's IQ is indeed not low, and he may be the smartest. However, no matter how high his IQ is, he may not be able to cope with problems that can be solved by experience. In particular, this is a combat mode that Hao Ping is completely unfamiliar with. This is a combat mode that the entire Third Company is unfamiliar with, the Eighth Route Army entering the city.
Standing in the sun, sweat covered Hao Ping's forehead under his hat brim. A soldier was reporting the situation to him in a hurry: "Company commander, they've all hidden! How can we fight them? We can't just... throw grenades into the houses of the people, right?"
Looking at the alleys on the left and right, and the houses around, he, the company commander, was also confused. What if the security forces didn't respond? If he really rushed in one gate after another, he would suffer a lot of losses and would not have enough time. He would continue to move forward and expand the area regardless of the consequences? What if the security forces jumped out from behind at the critical moment
"One, two, and three platoons, stop advancing! Stand guard!"
Hao Ping issued new orders to the soldiers around him, and the panicked soldiers rushed to the corners of the wall. At this time, he remembered that this was a three-sided attack. He stopped just after entering the town in the north, and he didn't know what was happening in the west and south, so he had to turn around and shout to the signalman.
He had not expected this situation and had not made any backup plans before the battle. He only thought about getting more equipment from the security forces and split the team into three sides, but forgot to consider the communication mechanism and there was no tacit understanding at all. He did not know that while he was hesitating, Yang Deshi in the south had already led the seventh, eighth and ninth platoons to rush straight to the town hall, while the three platoons in the west had already begun searching house by house.
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The former **** Regiment Commander Wang has now surrendered and become Battalion Commander Wang of the Security Army. He has no time to consider national justice, but has always been brooding over the fact that the regiment commander was changed to battalion commander. After serving in the Security Army, he realized how rotten the Security Army was, and realized that he himself was also a talent. With his ability from a genuine background, he should be the commander of the Security Army. He was frustrated, but unexpectedly, the opportunity came to him so soon.
"Emergency assembly! Emergency assembly! Emergency..."
On the playground covered with new soil, the messenger's voice was almost broken by shouting; the footsteps were hurried and chaotic, but some security guards in brand new uniforms did not seem to be panicked. They still buttoned their clothes slowly, pulled their guns with their rough hands covered with thick calluses, and walked lazily into the queue on the playground.
Someone suddenly fell down, and then someone said, "Coward, why are you so scared? Do you think you are going to fight the Japanese?" There was a burst of low laughter all around.
"Uh... oh yes! I'm used to it, damn it!" The person who fell got up angrily, without any tension at all.
The second lieutenant who was supervising the team bent down, picked up a piece of dirt and threw it at the person who was talking: "Shut the fuck up! If you mention the Japs again, I'll smash your head! The Imperial Army! It's the Imperial Army!"
A soldier sniffed and muttered, "What's the difference?"
Captain Wang also walked out of the door slowly. He wished that the gunfire in Xinglong Town would be more lively. The bigger the incident, the more he would look like a savior. With his belly protruding and his hand on his holster, he asked the people around him, "Have you sent any scouts there?"
"We sent them there earlier, so we can get a general idea of the situation before we arrive."
I looked up at the soldiers who had assembled on the playground. There were more than 300 of them, slouching and sloppy. Most of them were old members of the original squad. They were wearing new uniforms and replenished with guns and ammunition. It seemed that... they were not as energetic as they were in tattered clothes in the past. They looked listless under the sun.
Departure Departure
The orders were passed on like an echo, and the team officially marched towards the battlefield.
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He wore black shoes, black pants, and a black top hat. His leather shoes were shiny and spotless, and his shirt was distinctly white. He nodded and smiled at everyone he met. His smile was very sunny and a little shy. Even the gendarmes at the gate of the gendarmerie headquarters were willing to smile back at him.
Li Youcai, the traitor, has appeared again, pointing fingers wherever he goes. How could this damned thing still be alive? God is really blind!
The office door opened a crack. Captain Maeda, who was sitting behind his desk, raised his head and saw the face outside the crack looking into the room. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't worry, I'm not in a bad mood!"
Li Youcai was embarrassed for a moment, pushed the door open, and stood in front of the desk obediently: "You looking for me?"
"How's the injury?"
"good."
"I've never asked you before, but this time... who wants you dead?"
Li Youcai lowered his head and looked at the floor. He wanted to tell the truth but was unwilling to mention that sad name again. He wanted to frame someone else but was too lazy to make up a lie and was speechless for a moment.
"Have you finished editing it?"
"without."
Maeda looked at his listless behavior, but he was not angry. He stood up from his seat, walked to the window and looked out at the yard: "Now go back and gather the detective team. You lead the team and set off from Xinglong Town. They said they found the special forces and that they have been controlled. Then they also said that the Xinglong Town police force has been lost... Weird! Ridiculous! Stupid!"
Rangers, it's the Rangers again! The three words "Raiders" were deeply engraved in Li Youcai's mind. He thought that this was probably the reason why Maeda insisted on letting him, the deputy captain, lead the team instead of Captain Zhao. He wanted to refuse because the smell of blood had not yet dissipated. He never liked this smell. However, fate threw him into the blood again and again, wanting to drown him in it.
With the sound of a door closing, Li Youcai took the order and left. Suddenly, the phone on the desk vibrated violently.
"Eighth Route Army! We are surrounded by the Eighth Route Army! Request for reinforcements! Request for reinforcements..."
Captain Maeda, who was holding the receiver, subconsciously moved the receiver further away. He hated that kind of helpless and heartbreaking voice and could not believe the content. Just now they said that Xinglong Town had been blocked, but now it had become surrounded by the Eighth Route Army. The situation was getting more and more serious, and finally Maeda's face began to turn black.
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, he swore that if the cowards' exaggerations and paranoia were repeated again, he would definitely chop off some of the rubbish's heads!
He grabbed his saber and shouted to the outside, "Assemble the Uesugi Squadron!"
It was also one o'clock in the afternoon.
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