With the warm expectations of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers, the Japanese's great crusade finally started slowly.

The first area to be searched and suppressed was the location of Ma Qian'an's Ministry. The Anbin Column was not as expected by our enemy as "bandit" and bravely won the title of "should be eliminated by the first place".

For this reason, the deputy general Changde of the world brought out his old slogan and copied the saliva when he launched a crusade against Yang Jingyu's First Route Army. Each unit should focus on the following principles: if he encounters the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces and other rebellious armed forces at the same time, he will only fight against the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces; if he encounters the Yang Jingyu's troops and other anti-Japanese Allied Forces at the same time, he will only fight against Yang Jingyu.

The current slogan is that if you encounter two anti-Japanese forces at the same time, you will not fight other anti-Japanese forces first, and you can let other anti-Japanese forces break out of contact and only attack the Anbin Column headquarters. Be sure to concentrate your efforts to eliminate the Anbin Column.

The confidentiality level of this "principle" is not high. Yang Jingyu soon found out. He sent a telegram to ask if Ma Qian'an could hold on. Is there any psychological pressure? Do you want several other nearby detachments to move closer to the Anbin Column? Ma Qian'an called back: It's okay! When I can't beat the lieutenant, I will complain to you. Now I have only one idea, let me weigh this little bit and stretch him.

Ma Qian'an strategically despises the enemy, but attaches great importance to the enemy tactically.

The Japanese and puppet army are not fools, and they also carry their heads on their shoulders. If there are judges, they can do some intelligent answers, maybe they are just a soldier who have just learned to recognize words and can't beat the puppet army.

The information fed back by the investigation team shows that the old boy, Ye, has not played any tricks for the time being, and still has a "combing tactic" to pull the horizontal net and slowly advance into the mountains. In order to ensure that the troops can echo each other, they only advance 8-10 kilometers a day.

The combing tactic, as the name suggests, is to treat mountains and forests as hair, treat the Japanese soldiers as wooden combs or combs, treat the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces as lice, use the Japanese soldiers to comb the mountains and forests, and comb the lice hidden in the hair like combing their hair, that is, drive the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces out of the hidden place and eliminate them.

This tactic was very effective in the first two years. The reason for its effectiveness was that there were too many Japanese search and suppression troops. In local anti-United Nations forces, they even formed a hundred times proportion. They used 100,000 people to search 100 people, and the chance of success was high. At that time, the Anti-United Nations forces suffered a lot of losses.

But the Ye Jun still plays this game now, but he is a little ignorant of the times.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces have long been different from the past, and the strength of the Japanese Anti-Japanese Allied Forces is not as great as in the past.

Ma Qian'an is still stationed at the headquarters of the Anbin Corps and has no intention of evacuating.

At this moment, he was marking the latest progress of the enemy on the map on the wall. Small green flags representing the enemy were successively put on the map, gradually connecting them into two horizontal lines. Information shows that there were about 60 enemies like crusade teams on the horizontal lines of hundreds of kilometers, divided into two horizontal lines and "combed" them.

The number of Japanese troops on the second line has not been clarified, but the number of the Manchu and puppet Manchukuo police guards on the first line has been basically clarified, with a total of 35 troops, about 8,000 people.

There are many numbers, but the two largest ones are the 17th Mixed Brigade, which belongs to the Fourth Military Control District of the Puppet Manchukuo.

These two brigade-level puppet Manchukuo army were divided into battalion-level operations, with each battalion ranging from 150-300 people.

Ma Qian'an first released 15 "vicious" heavy machine gun teams.

The group consists of 16 people in each group, with a weapon of an m1910 Maxim heavy machine gun. In order to facilitate dragging in the snow, heavy iron wheels were removed, homemade tripods were installed, and a small sledge was equipped with a loading tool for the machine gun.

Eight of the 16-person team were equipped with this machine gun. One machine gunner, one deputy shooter, two ammunition players, and the other four were "force workers". They carried machine guns in dismantled states in places where they could not sled, or carried ammunition in normal times.

In addition to the machine gun team of these eight people, there is also a sniper rifleman, a submachine gunner, two semi-automatic riflemen, two 60 mortars, a team commander, and a communications officer.

In addition to the small sledge equipped with machine guns, the team also equipped with a slightly larger sledge, loading ammunition, food and ski equipment.

Such a small army can last for ten days based on the food it carries.

The reason why he sent a heavy machine gun team was because Ma Qian'an did not want to engage in large-scale battles with the enemy, and the method that could effectively harass the enemy himself and reduce losses was this kind of long-range firepower.

This Maxim heavy machine gun is a Russian-style Maxim. Maxim's reputation is beyond the reach of the war. During World War I, 60,000 British troops were killed in one day.

With an effective range of about 1 kilometer, most of the enemy's guns will lose their effect. Only a few nine-double aircraft and a number of heavy mortars can be fought against Maxim. This kind of "heavy" weapon is pitifully rare among the puppet Manchukuo army.

As time entered mid-November, the vast Xing'an Mountains had been covered by thick white snow, and the temperature dropped to more than minus 20 degrees Celsius.

The mountains and valleys are covered with white plain clothes, and various trees are covered with thick snow layers.

Standing on the top of the mountain, I saw that the sky was connected to the mountains, the mountains were connected to the sky, the snow was vast and boundless, and the entire mountain ridge became a world of jade and silver sculptures.

A group led by Chen Shizeng, the instructor of the 7th Squadron, met the enemy first two days later.

After seeing the enemy appearing in the field of view more than 300 meters away, Chen Shizeng did not order to prepare for the battle, but quickly ordered his group of people to retreat.

"! Back! No shooting is allowed without my order!" The machine gunner Lao Huang stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, full of regret. He watched more than 200 puppet Manchu troops staggering along the valley in the snow. What a good target, which was a pity! But the order was the order, and everyone turned around and retreated.

On the way to retreat, a warrior who was unwilling to be lonely finally couldn't help but mutter. When Chen Shizeng heard it, Chen Shizeng turned to everyone and explained patiently: "Young men, don't be anxious. I am the intention of executing Commander Ma. The commander said that he should use his strengths to attack the enemy's shortcomings. If we have few people, we should pay more attention to this issue and keep a distance first."

Seeing that the soldiers still seemed to understand, Chen Shizeng had to say something, "I am the commander, and you will be able to fight at that time."

After two hours of retreat, dusk fell.

Chen Shizeng then stopped and sent people to inquire about the movements of the puppet Manchukuo army following behind.

About an hour later, the soldiers returned: the enemy troops raised a bonfire in a small valley to camp.

Hearing this good news, Chen Shizeng's face, which had been tense for several hours, suddenly smiled and shouted happily at the warrior who was eating dry food: "Finish after 3 minutes, come with me."

Following Chen Shizeng's team were more than 200 puppet troops from the 3rd Battalion of the Puppet Manchukuo Battalion. They did not find the figure of the Anti-Japanese United Army in front of them. They only found Chen Shizeng's footprints when he retreated, and stumbled and chased after him for 2 hours. The puppet battalion commander, who had lost his patience, ordered camping.

Go! The dark mountains are dark and the wind is howling. Who dares to chase forward like this kind of ghost weather or this kind of ghost place? Are you afraid of your life? Let's talk about it later at dawn.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Chen Shizeng led his team to a slope of the mountain, chose a place about 800 meters away from the enemy's camp, and ordered the soldiers to prepare.

With a shout, the soldiers carrying the gun body and the gun frame quickly moved. The gun frame fell heavily, the gun body was put back into position with a click, the anti-shield was inserted, and the bullet link was on.

The whole process was orderly. Within half a minute, a "murder weapon" that highlighted its hideousness was installed.

The machine gunner Lao Huang pulled the bolt hard, and the first bullet was loaded with a click.

With this light sound, Lao Huang excitedly clamped the handle trigger with both hands, leaned his head forward, and looked at the bonfire in the distance through the homemade gun mirror.

Lao Huang is the best heavy machine gunner in the 7th Squadron, and the machine gun is shot accurately and fiercely.

10 seconds...20 seconds..., Lao Huang and others were anxious, and Chen Shizeng did not give the order to fire.

"Will the instructor fight?" Old Huang urged in a low voice.

"Wait for a while" Chen Shizeng was standing next to the communicator, holding the sender on the walkie-phone and talking to another group leader near him, asking him if there were any enemy teams nearby. This matter was not despised. According to Ma Qian'an, there were more than 30 teams on the enemy's first comb front, each team was only 2 or 3 kilometers apart. Sometimes they would get closer and closer as they walked and bumped into each other.

If there are other enemy troops near the puppet Manchukuo army that I like, it will not be fun if the gunshots and I don’t know about it.

After talking to a group close to him, Chen Shizeng, who was worried, called another group several kilometers away on his right. After briefly reporting the information, Chen Shizeng finally felt relieved.

The enemy troops they faced were in a protruding position, and the distance between the left and right friendly forces was far away. According to the speed of the snow-night marching, it would take as soon as an hour for them to encircle. This time was enough for Chen Shi to use it.

After waiting for another two minutes, after the sniper walked forward a hundred meters and found the right position, Chen Shizeng decisively ordered: "Old Huang, fight!" "Bang Gong...Bang Gong..." Lao Huang pinched the trigger with the right hand, and a tongue of flame roared out with the sound of the deafening heavy machine gun.

The canvas link trembled violently.

There were three small tents arranged in sequence on Lao Huang's bullet road, and some officers lived inside, sitting around the simple marching luggage and eating and drinking.

Lao Huang's machine gun position was dozens of meters higher than the small tent, and he aimed at it from a high point, and rushed over like a locust.

The bullets fired hard on three small tents like a steel whip, instantly breaking the top of the canvas tent, and creating a flying snow mist, mixed with splatters of blood and flying rotten meat.

The orderly soldiers standing near the pseudo battalion commander looked at the scene in amazement. After a thud, the battalion commander and the 9th Company Commander suddenly opened a big hole in their bodies, and blood spurted out like an arrow, spraying onto the wall of the tent. The two of them fell on their backs without saying a word.

The injured deputy company commander of the 9th Company howled like a ghost, "Oh my god! The enemy attack! The enemy attack!" Just enter-
Chapter completed!