Chapter 70 We Can't Gamble
A Japanese accidentally touched the fuse of the thunder while transporting supplies.
The bolt buried in the material warehouse is not a grenade, but a super-large bolt made of a full hundred kilograms of strong explosives.
There were several boxes of gravel collected by the soldiers from around them, and then they were disguised with supplies that the troops had no time to take away.
With a "boom...", the gunpowder exploded.
The orange-red flames rose from the ground and instantly enveloped the warehouse.
The seven or eight Japanese devils were located in the warehouse, and they were wrapped in flames before they even realized the danger.
The pure wooden house was blown into pieces like a paper paste in front of a hundred kilograms of strong explosives. The materials, gravels, and the broken houses that were blown away, were flying everywhere in the sky, harvesting the lives of the Japanese around them.
All the Japanese guarding around the house were spared. Some people were sieve by storm-like gravel, and blood holes were everywhere on their bodies.
Someone was hit by a log for building a house and fell to the ground screaming, life and death were uncertain...
"What's going on? What happened in the camp?" Major Fujita was frightened by the sudden explosion. While asking, he stared at the thick black smoke rising from the base, looking at it.
Captain Fukuda thought for a while and replied: "It must be that the guerillas arranged the thunder in the camp exploded."
"Don't worry, sir. I have told them all the troops entering the camp to pay attention to their feet and not touch things randomly. The thunder that exploded just now must have been detonated by the fire!"
The heart that Maj. Fujita just raised did not relieve her heart because of Fukuda's explanation, but instead had a bad premonition.
The explosion just now was too loud, and it may not be so loud that ten grenades exploded together.
Half a minute later, a Cao Chang ran out of the camp. His face was so dark that the gunpowder was smoked, his hair was burned, and his military uniform was blown to pieces. He limped towards the entrance of the camp.
Major Fujita's bad premonition became stronger. Before the other party could walk in front of him, he asked in a hurry: "What's the injury on your body? How did the explosion just now occur? Ordinary thunders shouldn't have such a loud noise."
"Sir, wise!" Cao Chang reported with a sad face.
"There are still a lot of supplies in the resident material warehouse that has not been taken away. In order not to waste, we decided to move the supplies out and then burn the house. Unexpectedly, the guerrillas set up traps in the material pile."
"The material warehouse was blown up on the spot, the soldiers in the house were destroyed, and more than a dozen soldiers outside the house were affected, and the warriors were either killed or injured."
"The captain happened to be in the warehouse at that time, and his corpse was gone..."
"As for what was exploded? Bei Zhi hasn't figured it out yet!"
Major Fujita was furious and cursed: "Bageyalu, you are just a bunch of stupid pigs."
"Before performing the mission, remind me repeatedly: Be careful of thunder in the garrison and don't touch the things in the camp casually. You just don't listen. Something is wrong now!"
"If you don't be greedy for cheapness and don't move the supplies in the warehouse, even if the guerillas set up a thunderbolt is detonated, you can only blow a few people outside the warehouse, and the casualties of the troops will definitely be reduced."
"The second team draws two combat teams to go in and rescue the wounded."
"After the camp was destroyed, this place was temporarily regarded as our station in Jinshan, and all the wounded and supplies were left here."
"The Imperial Army left two platoons, the Imperial Army left a strengthening team to protect the security of the garrison, and other troops followed me to continue chasing the guerrillas."
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhou Cheng finally led his troops to the vicinity of Zhangzhuang Town.
As night slowly descended, except for the Japanese and puppet army strongholds and several wealthy families in the town, the rest of the places were dark and there was no pedestrian on the street.
There is no generator at the base, and like the people in the town, they all use oil lamps to illuminate them.
In order to prevent anyone from sneaking into the stronghold during the night and approaching the stronghold, the Japanese not only hang horse lanterns around the stronghold and light bonfires at the gate of the station to illuminate the surrounding area as clearly as possible, but also built three barbed wire mesh around the stronghold.
There are leftover canned iron boxes hanging on each wire mesh.
If the Eighth Route Army wants to get close to the stronghold, it must pass through the barbed wire.
During the whole process, any accident may cause the soldiers to touch the barbed wire, which will touch the canned iron boxes on it, make a sound, and warn the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold...
These are all information that Zhou Cheng found in advance.
Faced with such a strong base with high vigilance and strong defense, the possibility of the guerrillas taking it through strong attacks and sneak attacks is zero.
The best way is to lure the snake out of the hole, kill some people outside first, and then attack.
Zhou Cheng had already told Xiang Feng about his rough combat ideas on the road. Unexpectedly, he was even more anxious than him. He started asking for a fight as soon as he arrived outside the town.
"Captain, the mayor of Zhangzhuang Town is a famous traitor. I will lead troops to attack the mayor's house now. The Japanese in the stronghold will definitely send troops. Our chance will come when the time comes."
Zhou Cheng shook his head unexpectedly: "Stay tonight, replenish your energy, and act during the day tomorrow!"
Xiang Feng's eyes immediately widened and asked with confusion: "Captain, are you crazy?"
"If we attack during the day, if we are all exposed to the Japanese's noses, how can we ambush them?"
"Don't stop the Japanese from fighting, but instead trapping themselves in!"
After Xiang Feng finished speaking, several squad leaders around him began to worry, and they all stared at Zhou Cheng, hoping that he could give everyone a reasonable explanation, otherwise even though they knew that fighting the Japanese during the day was a waste of time, but in the end they would go during the day, everyone's morale and fighting spirit would definitely fall to the bottom.
"The Japanese in the stronghold are not stupid!" Zhou Cheng suddenly said this.
Seeing everyone's face being puzzled, Zhou Cheng continued: "From the various arrangements of the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold, the Japanese commander is very experienced and very rational."
"If I were the Japanese commander, even if the mayor of Zhangzhuang Town was killed tonight, I would not have sent troops rashly."
"Because I can't figure out what's going on outside the stronghold, I don't know if the attack on the mayor of Zhangzhuang Town is a trap."
"The Japanese commander is experienced and very cautious. Faced with this situation, there is at least 50% chance of choosing to remain silent."
"We only have one chance to lure the snake out of the hole, and if we miss it, we will never bet."
"We must be sure that the Japanese will send troops before we can take action."
Xiang Feng understood: "So captain, you chose to launch an attack during the day."
"After dawn, the Japanese stood in the artillery tower and could see if there was an ambush in the town at a glance, and they could also see how many troops were attacking the mayor of Zhangjia Town. There was no reason to not send troops."
Zhou Cheng had already made it clear. If Xiang Feng hadn't understood it, then he, the platoon leader, really didn't have to do it and ordered decisively.
"Comrades, hurry up and rest tonight. The guards lined up in a squad with three people and took turns to guard."
"We will start to act as soon as the sky is dawn."
Chapter completed!