The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Allied Forces are all over the north of the Yangtze River, but the main force is in Nantai.
The two largest armed groups are Gai Longquan and Chen Shou.
Zhao Ziming is known as the commander of the Seventh Route, but in fact he only has 100 people under his command, which is equivalent to a regiment.
The correspondent sent to inform Zhao Ziming was Wu Ying, the son of Wu Changqing.
The young man rode a bay-red horse near the station and was arrested by brothers from the Seventh Route as a spy.
He was taken to the Tutu Temple with a gun to his head.
Zhao Ziming sat On the tiger-skin chair, he was holding a wine bottle and glaring coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Wu Ying said: "Let go of me first."
"Let him go."
Zhao Ziming waved his hand.
After the ropes were loosened, Wu Yingcai said: "I was ordered by the detachment leader to report that most of the Japanese troops are attacking.
Please be more careful."
Zhao Ziming sneered: "What do I think?
When the Japanese come, I don't know how they can get close to me.
You've finished your words, get out of here."
Wu Ying was so angry that her nose became crooked, and she turned around and left.
The subordinates were worried and asked Zhao Ziming: "Commander, the kid is really coming."
Zhao Ziming said: "When the Mao Jap comes, I will be the first to know.
Are the spies planted in the city free of charge?"
Everyone felt relieved and continued to drink and eat meat.
In the winter, if you walked outside, your nose would freeze into popsicles.
No one was willing to go out.
The devil was born to his parents, so he must not be willing to go out in the snow.
Besides, they The brigade commander was killed in the bombing, who has the guts to go to the countryside to raid?
Wu Ying was full of complaints.
He thought his father should not have sent him to report the news.
A bandit like Zhao Ziming would die when he died.
He was one less scourge and did not deserve sympathy at all.
He took pity on the war horse and did not ride it on the way back, but held it.
The horse walked slowly, and after walking for a few miles, he suddenly saw a large group of people in white coming from the direction of the county seat in fighting formation.
He was shocked.
When he looked carefully, he saw that they were actually Japanese soldiers wearing white sheets.
No, the Japanese really came, and he was immediately in a dilemma.
Should he go back to Niumazhuang, or go find Zhao Ziming again?
Although he was unwilling to do so, he still knew the party's policy.
No matter how bad Zhao Ziming was, he would still fight against Japan.
He was a friendly force with the Eighth Route Army.
He got on his horse, pinched the horse's belly tightly, and ran towards the Seventh Route garrison.
Wu Ying was escorted in again, Zhao Ziming frowned: "Boy, why are you here again?"
Wu Ying said: "The Japanese are already here.
If we don't leave, it will be too late."
Zhao Ziming saw that his face was stern and he didn't look like he was lying.
He jumped up from the big tiger-skin chair.
Ma Bian put a Japanese woolen coat on him and walked out of the temple gate.
His nose twitched twice.
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As expected, there was a sense of chilling in the air. gas.
"Send an order for the brothers to pack up their things and withdraw," Zhao Ziming said.
However, the most precious time to retreat has been missed.
The Japanese surrounded the 7th Route guerrillas on three sides.
The battle started in a hurry.
Zhao Ziming commanded the battle with two guns in hand, suppressing the enemy with machine gun fire, so that the brothers were never surrounded.
Evacuate.
Dozens of brothers hurriedly withdrew, and suddenly a group of Japanese cavalry shot out from behind.
Their sabers shone in the pale sunlight.
The brothers waved their guns to block, but they were unable to parry.
In just a few minutes, they were all killed by the swords.
Bai Xuehong was stunned.
Blood, body separation, Zhao Ziming gritted his steel teeth, eyes spitting fire, and raised a machine gun to shoot across the fan.
However, the crooked handle had a high failure rate in the severe winter.
After a few shots, it jammed.
A bullet flew and hit his shoulder.
The machine gun hit the ground and the man fell down.
"Commander, what should we do?"
a subordinate shouted.
Zhao Ziming saw his men being knocked down one after another, and his heart was bleeding, and he said: "First rush to the cemetery and hold on, waiting for reinforcements."
There is a cemetery next to the station.
The terrain is slightly higher and covered with pines and cypresses.
The graves everywhere are excellent bunkers.
At this point in the war, there is no need to disturb the peaceful dreams of the ancestors.
The guerrillas carried the wounded and retreated.
At the cemetery, Zhao Ziming ordered not to shoot indiscriminately.
One bullet must kill an enemy.
The sound of gunfire suddenly became sparse, but the enemies did not dare to approach.
A shout came from the distance: "Zhao Ziming, you are surrounded.
Surrender.
The imperial army will give you a security commander."
Zhao Ziming didn't answer.
He took out a grenade and threw it over.
With a bang, everything was quiet.
The Japanese didn't seem to be in any hurry to close the trap.
It was so cold and freezing that even someone who was sleepy could be trapped to death.
Zhao Ziming was anxious.
He didn't know the situation outside, how many enemy troops were surrounding him, and whether Chen Shou's troops would receive the news and come for reinforcements.
He couldn't guarantee that Chen Shou would definitely help, because he had always been a loner, and he didn't like anyone except Chen Zikun.
The last time Chen Shou tried to give an order to the Seventh Road, he was rejected.
No matter what, we couldn't sit back and watch the brothers hand over their lives here.
Zhao Ziming picked two people to break out of the encirclement and report the news.
The two mounted their horses and galloped away.
Just as they were about to break out of the encirclement, a burst of machine gunfire rang out and the rider fell to the ground. .
There was silence on the battlefield.
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Wu Ying said: "I will report the news."
"Are you okay?"
Zhao Ziming looked at him suspiciously.
This boy was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
He had a faint ring of fluff on his lips.
He wore an ocher-red cowhide bullet belt around his waist.
He was carrying a box gun and a map bag.
Although his shoulders were He is wide, but very thin.
He is obviously a young man.
"Whether it works or not, you won't know until you try it."
Wu Ying got on his horse.
Zhao Ziming said: "Shoot to cover him."
There was a loud sound of gunfire, Wu Ying clamped his horse's belly fiercely, and the horse rushed out of the cemetery like an arrow from the string.
After running a hundred or ten meters, the enemy's machine gun hit again.
Wu Ying was shaken and disappeared.
Zhao Ziming punched the ground.
The brothers were also dejected.
Suddenly, Wu Ying miraculously appeared on the horse again.
It turned out that he had just used a kick to hide and avoid the enemy's bullets.
"Well done, boy" Zhao Ziming was overjoyed.
At Niumazhuang, the troops had been assembled and were ready to retreat to the outside at any time.
Wu Changqing felt a little uneasy, and from time to time he took up his binoculars to look into the distance.
Ye Xuefeng said: "It's getting late.
Let's retreat.
The scale of the Japanese raids this time will be unprecedented.
We shouldn't face the enemy head-on."
Wu Changqing nodded: "Let the logistics agencies and villagers evacuate first."
The team slowly began to march, and suddenly a horse galloped from a distance.
Wu Changqing raised his binoculars and said, "It's Wu Ying who's back."
It was Wu Ying who came.
He rolled off his horse and panted: "Hurry, the seventh road is surrounded by Japanese soldiers."
Wu Changqing noticed that his uniform was red and his face was pale.
He hurriedly hugged his son and shouted: "Healthman" Bai Ling and Ye Wei hurriedly arrived, cut open their military uniforms, and found that Wuying had been hit by a bullet in his chest, hitting his internal organs, and bleeding excessively.
It was a miracle that he could persist until now.
"Dad, go and save him quickly."
Wuying slowly let go of his father's hand, and the brilliance of life was lost on his young face.
"Wu Ying's son" Wu Changqing burst into tears.
The soldiers came after hearing the news and couldn't help but silently took off their hats when they saw this scene.
Wu Changqing took off his military coat and covered his son's body, and said calmly to Ye Xuefeng: "The plan has changed.
You take the logistics organization to evacuate, and I will rescue Zhao Ziming from the seventh route."
At this moment, Ye Xuefeng fully understood the detachment leader's intention.
He nodded vigorously: "Old Wu, take care."
Wu Changqing personally led the guard company, leaving behind all odds and ends, carrying only weapons and ammunition, and marched towards the Seventh Route Station.
Ye Xuefeng led the logistics organization and fellow villagers into the mountains to avoid the enemy's raids.
This raid was the first winter operation specially launched by the Japanese army in order to avenge the death of Major General Tian Lu.
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They dispatched a brigade of troops, plus thousands of puppet troops, with a huge momentum.
The purpose was to eliminate the anti-Japanese armed forces in Jiangbei.
The first to bear the brunt was Kushuijing, which is relatively close to Nantai County.
Chen Shou was also suspicious after receiving Wu Changqing's report.
He did not believe that the Eighth Route Army would inform him, so he also delayed the best time to retreat.
However, he had many troops and sophisticated weapons, and the Japanese would not be able to capture him for a while.
The entire Nantai County, and even the entire Jiangbei, was filled with flames of war.
The guard company led by Wu Changqing all wore Japanese army coats and Japanese-style 90 iron hats.
They looked like a Japanese army when walking in the wilderness.
They encountered several groups on the road.
The enemies, who were far away and waved flags to communicate, were fooled by them, and they actually approached Zhao Ziming's station without any danger.
The battle suddenly started.
The Eighth Route Army attacked from behind and caught the enemy by surprise.
Wu Changqing rushed to the front with two box cannons and shot one enemy at a time.
He used up all the bullets and grabbed a bayonet gun.
The blood flowed from the killing force.
Under his leadership, the soldiers were like a group of tigers descending from the mountain, and a company fought with the momentum of a regiment.
The pot was opened outside.
Knowing that reinforcements had arrived, Zhao Ziming jumped up from behind the grave, holding a gun in one hand: "Brothers, charge."
When the two groups of men and horses met together, Zhao Ziming felt a little ashamed: "Captain of the armed branch, thank you for reporting the news."
Wu Changqing's face turned livid: "Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly.
I'll cover you."
After a bloody battle, the Seventh Route Army finally succeeded in breaking through, but more than sixty brothers were sacrificed, and only more than thirty people survived.
Zhao Ziming also failed.
By the time he reached the Eighth Route Army's secret camp deep in Daqing Mountain, he had fallen into In coma.
Military doctor Bai Ling performed an operation on Zhao Ziming, removed the bullet, cleaned the wound and put a bandage on it, and told Ye Wei to stay by his side: "If you have a fever, call me.
We are short of medicine.
If the wound is infected, it depends on whether you can survive it."
Oh my god."
God favored Zhao Ziming and gave him a strong body.
He woke up within a few hours.
The wind was howling outside, water was dripping into ice in the cave, and sitting in front of the hospital bed was Ye Wei, who was thinking about him day and night.
"Sister."
Zhao Ziming called softly.
Ye Wei, who was confused, suddenly raised his head, saw Zhao Ziming trying to stand up, and hurriedly stopped him severely: "I don't want to kill you, lie down quickly."
Zhao Ziming touched his body and saw that the wound was well taken care of.
He smiled and said, "I knew I couldn't die."
Ye Weidao: "Of course you can't die, you're as strong as a bull, and you're stupid and stupid."
Zhao Ziming chuckled and said, "You wrapped this bandage for me, right?"
Ye Wei turned her head and ignored him.
Zhao Ziming was at a loss for words: "This time I really escaped from death.
By the way, where is Wu Ying?
I have to thank this guy very much."
Ye Wei's eyes suddenly turned red: "Wu Ying Wu Ying died.
The detachment leader only had a son.
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He was only sixteen years old."
Zhao Ziming fell silent immediately, and after a while he slowly said: "I owe you Eight Routes, and there is nothing I can repay.
I will sell my life to you."
Ye Wei raised her head in surprise: "What did you say?"
Zhao Ziming solemnly said: "I voluntarily join the Eighth Route Army
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