Chapter 440

When the sun first rose, the hills were quiet and the wooden railings were completely covered by snow. More than 100 Japanese and puppet soldiers were unable to hold up hundreds of militias to throw a large amount of snow all night. Without the warmth of the bonfire, they were stained with ice and snow on their bodies to take away the precious body temperature of the human body. The half-starved physical strength almost became a deadly god of death.

The wooden railing of Yamazaki Squadron has become a real heavy snow tomb. The militiamen did not encounter any resistance and easily rushed forward.

Many Japanese and puppet soldiers were hidden under the snow, their faces were ashen and exhausted, and they were suffocated by the low temperature and suffocation after being covered by the snow. The ferocious face on their faces before death, and their muscles were almost twisted. It was obvious that they died in great pain, as if the unjust souls of the tragedy were pinched their throats tightly, strangled them to death, and died in a very miserable manner.

Although it took such a time-consuming and laborious night, the militiamen also gained a chance to kill the enemy and everyone had a share.

The executioner who was extremely guilty, Yamazaki Squadron Captain was frozen like a popsicle, and no longer had the cruelty of the past. He was like a fish taken out of the refrigerator, with his eyes bulging, his head tilted, and his head froze in the snow. A piece of ice falling from the sky knocked him unconscious. The result of fainting in the snow can be imagined.

On January 24, 1944, every household slaughtered pigs and sheep to get enough New Year’s goods. Since the Anti-Japanese War, the people who have been plundered by the Japanese army have lived a stalemate in the chaos. The anti-Japanese team in the base area has gradually become stronger and has the ability to protect the people in the base area to develop production and construction with peace of mind. The base area is also extremely rare to have a New Year’s Eve where life is improved.

While the masses started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the morning, the 12th District Team came out in full swing. In order to protect the military and civilians in the base area to have a safe New Year's Eve, Wang Bao decided to take the initiative to attack and severely attack the Japanese and puppet troops, and offer a "great gift" for the New Year to the base area.

Wang Bao could change the past policy of conservative stalemate. Very few people made this combat plan, and immediately received support from Li Wei and other militants, waiting for the enemy to fight. They were indeed very angry. The Japanese brigade of Renqiu County, the biggest threat near the base area, was severely damaged, and the morale of other strongholds was hit accordingly. With one increase and the other deterioration, the 12th District Team took the initiative to attack was very suitable for the time being.

The four companies attacked in four directions on the 28th day of the New Year. Along the way, they used strong forces to remove the enemy strongholds along the way. Many hidden lines in the strongholds controlled by the 12th District Team launched an uprising in advance before the arrival of the 12th District Team. They simply broke out at one time, killing a few stubborn pro-Japanese elements and Japanese troops in the stronghold. The stronghold led people to directly join the 12th District Team, and merged them into the 12th District Team's soldiers, and even a few Japanese.

After passing a stronghold, pulling out a stronghold, which was originally buried inside the enemy, absorbing the seeds of the enemy's nutrition and growth, and finally bear fruit. People and guns continued to merge into the ranks of the 12th District Company, and the troops of each company continued to grow like snowballs. At the point of attack, the Japanese and puppet troops fled in the wind. When the Japanese and puppet troops in Renqiu County attacked Shijing Town, they jumped up and down and shouted that the 12th District Team was almost finished and all the traitors were as vulnerable as native chickens and dogs. They were about to face the 12th District Team's autumn.

On New Year's Eve, on the hot kang, all households were filled with a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. It was rare to have the opportunity to have some meat and tooth slaughter for the whole year. The children also received additional rewards from the adults, a few pieces of malt sugar and a few whips, which made the children happily scramble for a ball.

Every household is looking forward to the New Year when the New Year is around, there are still some voluntary militias organized with guns on their backs. They patrol and guard the New Year's Eve of the intersections of villages and silently guarding the lights of thousands of families.

This Spring Festival is destined to be a peaceful and comfortable place for the military and civilians in the base area, but is destined to be uneasy for the enemy-occupied areas outside the base area.

At four o'clock in the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a train spewing out long white steam slowly drove into Baoding Railway Station from the Pinghan Railway Line in Shijiazhuang. Dozens of cavalry waited in the station for a long time and escorted a Japanese officer who had gotten off the train and left hurriedly from the railway station.

The horse's hooves stepped on the frozen soil, as fast as beating a small drum. The cavalry team from Baoding City Railway Station rushed past without a trace of stopping on the highway leading to Gaoyangdi.

Although the road from Baoding to Gaoyang is called a highway, it is still bumpy and the horse team still has to slow down frequently. Bypass pits of different sizes to avoid twisting the horse's hooves.

The breath exhaled by the man and the horse was quickly condensed into large white fog by the low temperature.

"Master Yamamoto!" The Japanese cavalry captain in front of the horse team turned around on the back of the horse, saying to an officer with a major sign on his shoulder in the middle of the team: "Another hour before is Gaoyang County, we will take a break there at noon."

"No, I'd better hurry up and arrive in Renqiu County as soon as possible to avoid variables!" Major Yamamoto shook his head and said, "The Yamazaki Squadron of Gaoyang Diya was destroyed, and the area around Gaoyang County is not as safe as before.

After leaving Baoding Railway Station, Major Yamamoto was almost worried all the way. Some time ago, the Eighth Route Army had a big fuss. This time, he was sent by the Shijiazhuang Command to Renqiu County as the captain. Major Yamamoto also made a secret arrangement to set out at night to avoid being known by the Eighth Route Army guerrillas.

"Then!" As for the eagerness of the Grandpa's eagerness to rush to take office, the former cavalry captain still understood and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work!" The harsh road conditions of the highway, only the cavalry can exert reliable mobility.

If it weren't for the first day of the Lunar New Year during the Spring Festival, the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas would have less activities, and this team of cavalry would really not dare to run on the road in such a big way.

"Be careful! The Eighth Route Army has been in frequent activities recently!" Major Yamamoto said seriously. There were no people along the way. It seemed that most people were sleeping after watching the New Year's Eve, and there were many fewer opportunities to be exposed on the road.

"Hi!" the cavalry said loudly at the same time. After all, no one wants to be targeted by the Eighth Route Army.

There was only one small team of Japanese troops guarding the city. As a county with weak forces, Yamamoto Sanosuke and the cavalry escorted did not dare to stay for too long. They only changed their horses in Gaoyang County and boarded the road again.

It was still twenty miles away from Renqiu Prefecture, and Yamamoto Sanosuke, who was in a hurry to go, suddenly slowed down his horse.

"What's wrong?! Lord Yamamoto!" The Japanese cavalry captain saw that the horse that Grandpa Yamamoto was riding slowed down, and immediately grabbed the reins and controlled the horse's steps.

"I've been rushing all day and I'm a little hungry!" Yamamoto Sainosuke showed an awkward look on his face. He didn't have much experience in riding a long distance, and he refused to eat and rest in Gaoyang Prefecture. He hadn't been touched for most of the day and was just rushing. Finally, he couldn't stand the hunger and was exhausted, and could no longer support him.

The Japanese cavalry captain took out a piece of dry and thick bread and kettle from his carry-on bag and said, "Please use dry food. The city of Renqiu County is twenty miles ahead. We will arrive soon. Please stick to it."

After looking at the dry cakes in the cavalry captain's hand and the kettle that seemed to have ice inside, Major Yamamoto, who was used to eating hot meals in Shijiazhuang, swallowed his Adam's apple. It was not something that humans could eat. It was hard like a stone, and it could almost be smashed into a human head as a weapon. How could it be chewed?

However, looking at the expressions that the cavalrymen were used to, they were also used to eating this kind of dry food that was as hard as a stone. Of course, Major Yamamoto would not regard himself as an ordinary soldier.

Yamamoto shook his head with an ugly face and said, "Look at if there are restaurants nearby and eat something hot."

"It's not safe! The Eighth Route Army nearby..." The cavalry captain was interrupted by Yamamoto as soon as he said a few words.

"This is a public security area, and Renqiu County is ahead. The Eighth Route Army will not have such courage to come here!? Is Master Ono's management ability to be so incompetent?! Let the Eighth Route Army run around in the public security area without any scruples?!" Major Yamamoto, who was a little confused by hunger, said impatiently, and now he was only thinking about having a hot meal to fill his stomach.

"This, this! OK!" The cavalry captain finally did not dare to disobey his future boss. He tilted his head and thought for a while: "There is a tea shop on the way here. I remember it is not far ahead. I don't know if it is open now! We can go there and take a look!"

It was the first day of the Lunar New Year and within twenty miles outside Renqiu County. The cavalry captain thought about it and thought that it was not very likely to encounter the large-scale deployment of the Eighth Route Army. Captain Ono and the 12th District Team were fighting so fiercely before. After the battle, the 12th District Team probably would not have the strength to attack here. After all, the public security area was still the Japanese controlled area.

"Then go! If there is no opening, they will have to open it specifically for the Imperial Army. This is their honor!" Major Yamamoto waved his whip and felt so uncomfortable when he was hungry.

"Hi!" the Japanese cavalry captain nodded and led the team to continue to move slowly towards Renqiu County.

If it weren't for the fact that the Japanese army's blockade policy had not allowed houses to be around the road, and it was desolate and that only the people's livelihood would have retained a few shops for food and accommodation, the cavalry squadron leader would not have been willing to bring the noble Lord Yamamoto to such a lowly tea shop.

"It's that!" a sharp-eyed cavalry shouted at the front.
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