Strictly speaking, Jiuzhai people’s measures to keep warm are quite good!

There is a dog-skin mat underneath, a thick cotton coat and woolen underwear on the body, and a large sheepskin cloak on the outside as a warm cover. Those in good positions are also covered with a layer of firewood and grass leaves to block the cold wind.

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Hu Jin, whose name is Hu Yijin, is from Hujia Village in Jiuzhaigou. He is ranked eleventh. In front of him are Xia, Shang and Zhou, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei and Qin. This is not the point. The point is that he is now nestled in the river next to the road.

In a grass hut on the south bank, he was surrounded by soldiers from his class.

He was a squad leader, his horse was hidden in the grass beside him, his submachine gun was lying in front of him, and grenades were within easy reach.

As for his hands, they were hidden inside the cotton-padded jacket. One hand was clamped in the creaking nest, and the other was clamped in the thigh cavity. He used the heat from these two places to maintain the temperature of his hands.

In fact, he was not cold at all, even if the cold wind blew past him! The sheepskin cloak blocked the cold wind, the cotton-padded jacket blocked the heat, and there was a kettle filled with hot water that he held on his chest, providing a steady supply of water.

Constant heat.

The same is true for the brothers around him. They are all sons and daughters of Hujia Village, brothers of the same generation. As for those who are a generation older? They are not in his class...

"It's almost dawn, brothers, let's eat! Be careful not to move too much!" Hu Jin whispered as he raised his head to look at the stars in the sky.

After finishing speaking, he took out a small spoon from the small bag on the left shoulder of the carrying equipment, dug out a few spoons of combat rations from the upper layer of the dry food bag and put them into the pond porcelain jar on the side, and then took out the still hot kettle from his arms.

Pour in some water and stir.

After having a nice and warm meal, Hu Jin packed up his things neatly. His movements were very small, and even after finishing the meal, his disguise did not move.

Beside him, the same is true for his brothers in the same class and generation.

"Xiao Lu, you guys have to behave well, you know! Try to kill a few more Japanese pirates and become the squad leader, then I can go back to the special battle platoon!" Hu Jin whispered to Hu Lu next to him, this guy is the deputy

monitor.

"I know, brother! As a squad leader, you can use a submachine gun, right?" Hulu asked expectantly.

"Yeah! Third brother said that when you all perform well and have a record of killing enemies, we will upgrade the equipment at get off work! The squad leader and deputy squad leader all use submachine guns!" Hu Jin said.

"Don't worry, we won't let Third Brother down, nor will we embarrass our ancestors! Because we are the descendants of the Qi Family Army!" Hulu said quietly but solemnly.

While Hu Jin and others were talking, the Sichuan troops were also eating. They also ate the same fried noodles, but they were ordinary marching rations, without the ginseng kind.

"Brother, there is meat in this. I didn't expect that I have eaten meat three times in recent times, and two of them were given by Captain Hu!" A young soldier of sixteen or seventeen years old looked excitedly at the company commander next to him.

shouted.

"I can't stop that mouth of yours! There will be a war soon, so be alert!" the company commander glanced at his younger brother and said dotingly.

"Yeah!" The little warrior nodded excitedly, not forgetting to peek at the fried dough in his brother's hand.

"Here you go! You're so greedy!" The company commander gave half of the fried dough to his younger brother...

As we speak, it’s the 14th, which is the Lantern Festival!

In the past night, the Japanese were arrogant and oppressive in the city. The security team and the Sichuan army ate fried dough in the cold wind, waiting for the battle with the invaders.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Japs of the 108th Division, who had rested all night, left a small number to garrison Shexian County, and the rest set out on the Handan-Changchun Highway in a swaggering manner, heading towards Dongyang Pass!

They lined up in four columns and walked on the road. Behind each group were trucks pulling artillery and mules and carriages carrying baggage. And further behind, there were regiments, units directly under the division, and

Logistics units such as artillery units, baggage regiments, etc.

Youdao is that there is no limit to the number of people. Even if the Japanese soldiers lined up in four rows are very close to each other, they are still separated by a long distance. The two brigades in front are two miles away, and the one brigades behind are

and the wing headquarters have not yet left the county...

"Report to the leader, there is a call from the forward observation post saying that the Japs have left the county. The leader is a battalion of puppet troops, followed by a marching column of brigade units! The queue is very long, and there are artillery trucks pulling cannons.

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Inside the headquarters of the security regiment, Lao Dao reported to Hu Yizhou the intelligence sent back by the first squad of the special operations platoon that had set out five kilometers ahead.

"The wait is finally here! Go and tell the brothers in the Sichuan Army and tell them to keep in touch at any time!" Hu Yizhou became excited. After waiting these days and suffering all these things, he was just waiting for this tremor!

"Attention, the Japanese are out of the city and ready to fight!"

At various hiding spots, the soldiers whispered Hu Yizhou's orders through simple "local telephones" made of bamboo tubes and cotton threads.

"The fight is finally about to begin! Hu Qi and Hu Yan, you are all brothers, the machine gun is up to you, don't let your brothers laugh!" Hu Jin whispered to his two brothers.

"Get out!" Hu Jin greeted two pairs of bull's eyes...

Hours passed slowly in waiting, and the soldiers in the field finally saw the long-awaited figure!

At the forefront are five hundred puppet troops!

As a traditional transportation brigade, they are always so popular! Look at the way they walk, they are all crooked and twisted. They are simply playing with dragons... Didn't you have enough fun during the Chinese New Year?

About thirty meters behind the puppet troops was the marching column of the Japanese. They were carrying guns, and the leading gun was carrying a plaster flag. Behind them were others carrying crooked machine guns, some carrying 92 heavy machine guns, and others.

There are those who lead pack horses and carry ammunition boxes...

The Sichuan Army brothers of the 47th Army were ordered not to show their heads when there was no explosion, so they couldn't see anything. But what the security team saw was real!

"Captain, there are about 2,000 people at this time, right? Look, the team in front is a brigade, and this one behind is also a brigade! The Sichuan Army should be the remaining brigade of the regiment and the logistics unit of the regiment headquarters!"

The old Taoist said.

"Almost three thousand people have entered our directional mine position! It's a pity that there are a few! The Japanese troops are becoming more and more loose as they go! What a pity!" Hu Yizhou said.

"Artillery is ready! Tiger artillery is ready! Heavy machine gun equipment! Artillery, pay attention, avoid my infantry artillery points, don't be blown up!" Hu Yizhou issued the order to prepare for war.

"Nonsense, of course I am interested in it! There are four infantry cannons in total. We happen to have no direct fire. The little devil will not send them! This is called no guns or cannons. The enemy made them for us!" Hu Yizhou said
Chapter completed!