To Xiaohuling Village, Lu Ming didn't even bring his pistol team. He arrived here secretly from Guidong only under the protection of Grandma Tuolong.
There is no moon tonight. Lu Ming stands on a high hill, gazing at the dark and deep Guishan Mountains in the distance.
The fat boy with a sad face next to Lu Ming is the tabloid reporter Tian Dabing. He also doesn't know why he was brought here.
Deep in the mountains, a muffled sound like popping beans suddenly occurred.
A few birds flew over the mound in panic, and the howling of wild beasts that were seemingly heard in the mountains disappeared in an instant.
Next to Lu Ming stood the Wanzhou Brigade Commander Deng Youlin. He looked a little nervous and from time to time glanced at the communicator behind Lu Ming who was carrying a walkie-talkie.
The faint muffled sounds coming from the deep mountains should be the explosions of mountain mortars and grenades, and the muffled sound of gunfire is continuous.
An hour later, after a brief pause in the sound of gunfire, it started again.
Lu Ming paced back and forth. Obviously, the mountain camp’s raid encountered fierce resistance, which was also expected.
"Dabin, how much do you know about the bandits in Guishan?" Lu Ming suddenly stopped.
Tian Dabin was trembling with fear, "I heard that they were all Cheng Dasui's old subordinates..."
"Cheng Dasui, aren't any of you paparazzi trying to find him? Everyone knows that he has retired to Haixi, but no one knows where he is?"
Although he felt it was insulting to be called a paparazzi, Tian Dabin did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and just shook his head.
The huge green case on the correspondent's back seemed to make a sound of electricity.
Today's walkie-talkies are about the same size as mobile phones in the past, with a communication range of within 5 kilometers. The communicator carries a signal amplifier, otherwise it would be difficult to contact the outside world in the deep mountains.
An excited voice came from the walkie-talkie in the communicator's hand, "Report to the boss, we have broken through the gang's defense line..." There was a "boom", probably the sound of a shell exploding.
Lu Ming could tell that the voice on the walkie-talkie belonged to the mountain battalion commander, Yang Dayong, a top soldier who had undergone special training at the East China Sea Special Forces Training Camp in Bizhu.
Lu Ming reached out and took the walkie-talkie, "It's me, I got it, well done!"
"Yes!" Yang Dayong agreed loudly, "Boss, holes 3 and 2 are almost done, the battle should be over within an hour!"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I didn't ask you to sign a military order, don't be careless."
"Yes!" Yang Dayong paused, "Boss, I'm hanging up!" Then the walkie-talkie squeaked and the chaotic sound disappeared.
"Old Deng, let's go have some tea!" Lu Ming smiled, "It looks like today is a good day!"
Deng Youlin breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect..."
"Let's go and have some tea!" Lu Ming patted Deng Youlin's shoulder and walked towards the village not far away.
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On October 29, 1952, the Jin Xiaoyu bandit gang in Shibaguaizi Cave suffered a devastating blow from the Wanzhou Brigade.
Of the more than a thousand people, nearly half were killed or wounded, the rest were captured, and only more than a hundred people escaped.
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The general command room of the Suppression Headquarters.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Ming looked at the thin man opposite him who looked a little listless.
He was the gang leader Jin Xiaoyu. It looked like he had no injuries on his face, but the white bandages under his clothes had almost wrapped him like a mummy, and his hands were wrapped in white gauze, making them look extremely bloated.
Lu Ming didn't know how the villains in the interrogation department of the Security Committee tortured Jin Xiaoyu, nor did he want to know.
In short, he confessed everything. In fact, he was from Jinzhou and was originally a battalion commander of the Haixi Second Army. His bandit group had about 300 people, all from the infantry regiment he belonged to.
Looking at him, Lu Ming could imagine the torture he had endured. In fact, how could a normal person, without lofty ideals as a strong belief, endure such torture
Now, Jin Xiaoyu has only one request, which is that he does not want to go back to Haixi, because he will die if he goes back.
"Japanese military adviser..." Lu Ming shook his head and glanced at Jin Xiaoyu. "What do you think I should do with these people? If I don't make it public, can I ask for some ransom?"
More than a dozen Japanese military advisers were captured.
Regardless of whether he had captured a Japanese military adviser or the fact that Jin Xiaoyu's bandit group was the backbone of the Haixi regular army, Lu Ming did not want to publicize the information.
However, it is inevitable to conduct secret negotiations with the Haixi side. Now the evidence is conclusive. If the Haixi side continues to support the bandit gang in Guishanli, it cannot be ruled out that our side will take extreme reactions.
"We can definitely get the ransom..." Jin Xiaoyu nodded quickly, and then she didn't know where her wound was hurt. She took a breath and almost groaned.
Lu Ming nodded and was about to say something else when Ding Wanjun answered a phone call behind the desk at the door. She stood up and said, "Boss, Brigade Commander Sun just passed the checkpoint at the city gate."
Lu Ming nodded, "You came quickly." He waved to his left and right, "Take Mr. Jin back to rest."
Several guys in baseball caps helped Jin Xiaoyu up and helped him walk out.
More than half an hour later, Sun Pojun came in with a smile on his face, "Congratulations, Commissioner, you have won another victory and made a new achievement!"
The battle of Shibaguaizi Cave had been going on for several days, but it was only now reported to the entire army.
Although officers of Sun Pojun's level must have known that another battle had taken place near Xiaohuling Village, he never expected that there would be such a brilliant result. It was just as Commissioner Zhang joked last month that he went into the mountains again to suppress bandits and knocked out the newly arrived gang of bandits in Shibaguaizi Cave.
It’s incredible to think about it. This Eighteen-Bend Cave seems to have become a black hole. All three gangs have been wiped out.
The other gangs in Guishan would be terrified at the thought.
"Commissioner, even I have been kept in the dark!" Sun Pojun sat down with a smile, "But I understand that such a large operation must be kept secret!"
Lu Ming knew that even in the military intelligence report, the battle process was very brief, so Sun Pojun would definitely rack his brains to figure out how a mountain battalion of several hundred people wiped out more than a thousand bandits.
In fact, the brigade-level officers of the Montenegrin Army can definitely see the detailed reports. The battle process and the combat experience of the mountain battalion are also nutrients that these senior officers need to absorb. Except for the special roles of Granny Long and Xiaoguo and Daguo in clearing the sentry posts, all the battalion-level and above officers of the Montenegrin Army can see the detailed reports of this battle.
However, Sun Pojun belonged to the friendly army, so what he saw was the general report of the entire army.
Lu Ming smiled at Sun Pojun: "It's not a secret, it's a mountain camp, you're always welcome to visit!"
"Okay, okay, then I must go!" Sun Pojun smiled heartily, but his scarred face looked a little ferocious.
Someone outside came to the door humming a little tune. It was Sun Chonggu.
The door was open. He poked his head in and walked in with a smile, "Boss, Pojun, it's just you two!"
He was in a very good mood indeed, and he even started calling Commissioner Zhang "Boss". This was because he was in the general headquarters of the bandit suppression campaign, so he was given some credit in the battle report sent by the Black Mountain faction to the provincial capital. On the contrary, Sun Pojun was not included in the battle report because he was stationed in Guidong.
Sun Chonggu was in an unusually good mood. He came in and said with a smile, "It's my treat today. Let's have a few drinks!"
Sun Pojun looked calm and said with a smile, "Okay!"
Lu Ming also smiled and nodded.