When the 15th Regiment suffered a destruction, the three infantry brigades of the 59th Regiment of the Japanese Army and the 11th Mixed Brigade of the National Army rushed towards the direction of Zuibashan in two directions. When the first shell fell to the 15th Regiment, the 59th Regiment was about 10 kilometers west of Zuibashan.

According to the theory, the cannons were 40 miles away, but there were many mountains blocking some sounds. The sound of shell explosions could not be as far as forty miles, up to 7 or 8 kilometers. However, today's cannon sound was extremely clear, so that the commander of the 59th Regiment, Kitashima Nosuke, began to think that he was not far from the battlefield.

It was not until he saw the black clouds formed by large smoke rising in the distance that Bei Dao realized that he was wrong. The straight line distance was still ten kilometers. As for why he heard the cannon sound, he could only blame the enemy's artillery fire that was too dense, forming a shocking sound. In addition, the fire dragons that crossed the sky farther across the sky also made Bei Dao's heart sink continuously.

Beidao is a technical school. He has always been paying attention to the latest weapons that have appeared in the world. Such a fire dragon dragging thick smoke reminds him of "Katyusha", the "Tyrannosaurus" that makes the Germans feel desperate.

After the airdrop of several paratroopers flew out dozens of kilometers, they saw thick smoke rising around the Tzuba Mountain. The lead plane realized that something was wrong and flew back to observe the situation. The transport plane had no choice but to fight the battle on the ground, and circled it in vain and reported the reconnaissance information to the "Northern Five Provinces Bandit Suppression Command" through the radio station.

Anan Weiji was anxious and ordered the troops around the 15th Regiment to go and rescue as soon as possible. Bei Dao did not receive a telegram from Anan Weiji. He was on the marching road and the radio was not turned on, but not receiving the order did not hinder his subjective initiative. Bei Dao led the troops to abandon the cautious approach of searching and advancing. He didn't even put the vanguard far away and pierced his head towards Zuibaling.

The straight line distance of the visual line is ten kilometers. If you can reach the battlefield in two hours at an ordinary marching speed, it is only the theoretical speed on the road. In the forest with complex and gloomy terrain, his marching speed is twice as slow as possible. This is when the enemy did not find him and did not set any obstacles for him.

Kitao has always believed that this time the troops were sent without anyone noticing. His brigade commander Zhu Yaozun once vowed to predict that the Anti-Japanese United Nations would never notice his sneak attack. For this reason, Kitao also complained about Zhu Yaozun in his heart, and he "gives" the 15th Regiment for the credit for this attack on the Anbin Column headquarters. He has nothing to do with him.

Bei Dao obviously underestimated the sweat Ma Qian'an had put in for this battle. In fact, Ma Qian'an knew where the large Japanese in this area were located. He could not chew the large Japanese in the moment, but the strict surveillance had not relaxed.

This time, he finally lured the 15th Regiment into the slaughterhouse. While paying attention to the big fat piece of the 15th Regiment, Ma Qian'an also always listened to the dynamics of the 59th Regiment and the 11th Mixed Brigade.

Now that the 15th Regiment has finally been wiped out as he wishes, Ma Qian'an was so excited that he regretted that he had not made a crackdown plan against the 59th Regiment.

He had to eat the meat one bite at a time. Eating the 15th Regiment and then eating the 59th Regiment immediately was a bit too greedy. He estimated that the ammunition carried by the artillery detachment was almost used up and he had no other things to rely on. He did not intend to fight against the Japanese with infantry at all, as there would be too many casualties.

The evacuation work is proceeding in a hurry and orderly manner. Ma Qian'an led the command center and others to the original designated location, and he will meet with Zhou Yucheng and others there.

On the way, Hua Zhengyang, the staff officer in charge of contacting the artillery detachment, caught up with him and reported to him.

"Comrade Commander, the transfer work of the artillery detachment has been carried out for more than half. The first, second and third brigades have broken down the artillery and carried it on their backs. The fourth brigades are slower and have not been completed yet."

"Oh? Is there any problem with the Fourth Team?"

The first, second and third brigades are mortar brigades. It is easy for them to transfer artillery, and they can split the mortars in a few strokes. The fourth brigades are Katyusha rocket launcher brigades. Their positions are very far from here and far from the known Japanese troops. Ma Qian'an was not very worried that the fourth brigade would be eaten by the enemy, but he still asked casually.

"Captain Wang said that there are too many rockets left and there are not enough mules, so they must be transported in batches. He was ordering people to take away a batch of rockets first and then transport the second batch in two hours. In addition, the rail dismantling work is not very fast. Wang said that they are all expensive things and cannot be unloaded just to quickly."

"There are too many rockets left? I heard it right?" Ma Qian'an suddenly raised his tone and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Ma Qian'an's first thought was that Wang Xiaoqing, an old revolutionary, was a wealthy slave, and he was reluctant to use Katyusha, so there were still many eggs left. The total number of rockets prepared before the war was 1,120, and each Katyusha was prepared to use 7 units. Ma Qian'an has always advocated firepowerism and has a full amount of ammunition.

The second thought was to make up some truths for myself and explain so many problems left by rockets. If mortar fire with a short range can form enough density to solve the enemy, why waste rockets with long range and powerful range? This is probably the case.

"That's right!" Hua Zhengyang looked at Ma Qian'an seriously. When he saw Ma Qian'an's thoughtful eyes, he suddenly felt inexplicably excited. He was very familiar with Ma Qian'an's expression. Whenever he showed this expression, he often had unexpected actions.

After thinking for a few dozen seconds, Ma Qian'an finally made up his mind and ordered: "Click Wang Xiaoqing to me immediately."

Later, everyone looked at Ma Qian'an curiously and muttered with Wang Xiaoqing two kilometers away on the walkie-talkie.

"Everything is gone"! Ma Qian'an seemed to be angry, and finally shouted with a blushing face and a thick neck, and threw the microphone.

Everyone looked at each other.

After nearly two hours of hard trek, Bei Dao led three thousand tired soldiers to a place only 5 kilometers away from the target. The cannon sound in front had already stopped for more than an hour, and the smoke had long dissipated. Although the 15th Regiment was very likely to be in danger, Bei Dao still advanced. He was unwilling to abandon his companions and did not dare.

The eyes were still colorful and colorful mountains, the feet were still rotten branches and soil, the ears were filled with heavy breathing of soldiers and the slight collision of guns, and occasionally the howls of several donkeys.

There is no road here at all, but compared with the area I passed just now, the current situation is still better. The trees in the forest are much sparse, and finally you can see people ten meters away. Kitajima breathed a sigh of relief. The obstacles to marching are reduced, so the remaining roads can be faster.

A disturbing news came from the former team, and a staff officer came to report it in panic.

"Your Excellency Colonel! There are anti-bandits setting fires ahead."

What's the big deal about setting fire? Beidao didn't care. The forest is now wet, and the fire can't rise at all. It will only emit thick smoke. Don't worry about being burned to death.

Kitajima looked at the staff officer sternly, and was about to scold the staff officer for being fussed and lost the calmness of the soldiers. The rebuke was about to say something, Kitajima suddenly stopped.

Smoke appeared in the horizon, flying quickly in his direction, plunging head toward the hillside hundreds of meters away, and a violent explosion.

"Evacuation"! Kitajima was shocked. If he didn't understand why someone set fire, he would not be a qualified soldier. This was guiding the anti-Japanese United Army's long-range artillery to attack the target.

The flying rocket was just a test projectile. Bei Dao believed that in a moment, a little while, the overwhelming artillery fire would come. Although he didn't know how the artillery soldiers of the Anti-Japanese United Army corrected the deviation, he knew that there must be people from the Anti-Japanese United Army nearby and would constantly report the information back.

Kitajima was not wrong. When he saw the smoke trails dragged out by dense rockets, he had forgotten his surprise and was only deeply afraid.

The rumbling rockets exploded on the dense treetops, exploded on the hillside, exploded in the valley, and the Japanese lying on the conditioned reflex as they were trained, exposing their entire bodies to a rain of bullets composed of hot metal pieces and sharp wood pieces, dodging and struggling.
Chapter completed!