"It's so annoying, it's just a little bit short!" Seeing a row of cars passing by the Japanese and puppet troops escorted by the convoy, Liu Shuihe clenched his fists and couldn't help complaining.

The first platoon leader was embarrassed: "Captain, it's all my fault."

"If I could knock out the two puppet troops at once, I would definitely be able to block the convoy, and at least I could fight an encounter with them and drag them down. I am willing to accept any punishment!"

Liu Shuihe shook his head: "This is not your fault."

"You defeated the two platoons of puppet troops in just two minutes, and you have fought very well."

"After killing these two platoons, there are only more than 100 Japanese and puppet troops escorting next to the convoy. The pressure for us to eliminate them will definitely be much less!"

The platoon leader knew that this was the captain comforting himself, and immediately told the biggest problem facing the troops now: "Captain, even if we kill all the Japanese and puppet troops escorting the convoy, it would be meaningless if we can't catch up with them?"

Liu Shuihe was silent.

This is also his most worrying issue. The first and twenty kilometers ahead are the battlefield between the Japanese army and the National Salvation Army.

If the Japanese army sweeping troops send troops to meet the transport team, the two troops may meet at any time and then go to the battlefield together.

At that time, the guerrilla squadron will not be the opponent of the main Japanese army.

Before, the Japanese and puppet troops were consumed almost the same through the tactic of cutting flesh. Once they met with the front-line support troops, these results would be gone.

This means that the guerrillas must catch up and kill them before the convoy and the support force meet.

Now the two troops are at least 800 meters apart. At the current marching speed, they may not be able to catch up with them in an hour.

One hour is enough for the Japanese and puppet troops to walk six or seven kilometers forward, and no one can guarantee whether they will encounter the support troops sent by the Japanese army from the front line during the six or seven kilometers of march.

In this case, Liu Shuihe's pressure can be imagined. While commanding the troops to rush forward, he was thinking about solutions.

A row of long eyebrows also twisted into a big Sichuan character.

He was already very guilty of not completing the roundabout interlude task. After hearing the captain's comfort, his inner self-blame increased instead of reducing.

Looking at Liu Shuihe, he suddenly reminded: "Captain, if someone can touch the front of the Japanese, even if there are only one or two people, I will have a way to hold the Japanese and make them unable to walk fast!"

"Two people?" Liu Shuihe's eyes began to shine out after hearing this, staring at a row of leaders and asked, "Are you sure that just two people can hold the Japanese convoy and slow down their marching speed?"

The leader of a row immediately nodded: "I'm sure, but I need a lot of explosives. If there is no explosive, the grenade is OK!"

Liu Shuihe reacted as soon as he heard this: "Do you want to destroy the highway?"

Seeing a row of leaders nodding, Liu Shuihe immediately began to give orders: "I have a way to send the two people to the front of the Japanese."

"Our guerrilla squadron has two war horses. Because they are rarely used, they are placed until the artillery platoon helps transport artillery and shells, otherwise the artillery platoon will definitely not be able to keep up with the marching team."

"You choose a soldier who can ride a horse, and each person brings thirty grenades. If it is not enough, come from the first and second platoons. Now go to the artillery platoon to ride a horse and use the fastest speed to get in front of the convoy!"

"Kick and slap..."

The two of them were not good at equestrianism. In order to prevent themselves from falling off the horse's back, they directly asked the artillery to tie them to the horse's back to march.

The rapid sound of horse hooves quickly attracted the attention of the Japanese army.

The second lieutenant's deputy captain's face turned pale.

If the Eighth Route Army continues to dispatch infantry, he has a way to prevent them from catching up with him for an hour, and he will have no choice when facing the cavalry.

The cavalry was fast, and it passed in a flash. There was no cavalry in the entire convoy, and no matter how fast the speed ran, it would not catch up with them.

If the Eighth Route Army had cavalry and no matter how fast the convoy ran, it would be their opponent, then it would be done.

"Sir, the other side has only two cavalry!" Cao's words brought the second lieutenant back to reality, making him much more rational.

"Two cavalry?" The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of his subordinates.

His pale face just now slowly returned to normal. He frowned and said to himself: "What do the Eighth Route Army want to do? Isn't this seeking death?"

Speaking of this, the second lieutenant relaxed his tone and immediately ordered: "The guards are ready for combat, especially the machine gunners. When the two cavalry approach, they will use machine guns to kill them, and do not give them a chance to get close to us!"

"What's wrong!"

The lieutenant stared at the two cavalry for less than a minute and realized something was wrong.

"The two cavalry had no intention of raiding us at all, as if they were going to bypass us and run ahead."

The second lieutenant's eyes were gathered on the two cavalrymen, watching them pass by the flanks of the convoy, then rushing past the front of the convoy, and finally disappearing from his vision.

The second lieutenant frowned deeper and deeper. He vaguely felt that the appearance of these two cavalry would affect the entire battle situation and the life and death of everyone.

But he couldn't even understand what kind of threat these two cavalry would pose to the convoy.

After all, they only had two people and two rifles, and they didn't even have a chance to get close to the convoy, let alone attack.

"Boom..."

An explosion suddenly rang in front of the convoy.

The explosion point was too far from the convoy, and no one could see the specific situation there until a gust of black smoke rose from the ground.

The lieutenant's nerve that had just soothed was tense again.

The mood is like riding a roller coaster. I feel like I have fallen to the bottom of the valley, and I feel like I am very relaxed, but within a few seconds, my mood falls to the bottom of the valley again...

It can be confirmed that the black smoke rose from the highway.

Thinking of the two cavalrymen who had just passed by the convoy, he suddenly reacted: "Bageya Road, I know what those two cavalrymen were doing in front of us!"

"They were bombing the road, and we brought more than a dozen large trucks of goods. Once the road was destroyed, the marching speed would slow down."

"The convoy will speed up. If the road is really destroyed, we must take back the time for road construction."

"Boom..."

Before the convoy could reach the first explosion point, the second explosion sounded, which was even more violent than the explosion just now. The rolling black smoke rose for a full thirty meters without any intention of dissipating.

The second lieutenant's face turned pale: "We need to speed up, we must rush to the front of the enemy, and we must not let them blow up again!"

After talking, they finally rushed to the first explosion point.

A big pit with a depth of one meter, a diameter of three meters, and a black smoke appeared in the middle of the highway, dividing the highway into two.

The highway is not wide at all, and with this big pit, a large cart full of shells cannot get through it at all unless someone is sent to fill it completely.
Chapter completed!