A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

About half a meter underground, the soldiers dug up a plastic pipe. Using an engineering shovel, they broke open the pipe and found a telephone wire, about the thickness of a little finger, lying inside.

"Damn, the Japs are pretty good at protecting the telephone lines."

Without any hesitation, Wang Xikui picked up the engineer shovel and chopped at the telephone line again and again.

It wasn't long before the telephone line was cut in two.

"Keep digging in the front and cut off a few more pieces for me."

"Yes!"

Once the direction of the telephone line is determined, it will be much easier to find it from the front.

The soldiers walked more than a hundred meters along the railway from the location where the telephone line was first discovered, dug another large hole and cut off the telephone line again.

Afterwards, several soldiers pulled out the cut section of wire, which was more than 100 meters long.

"Take this line away and cover it with the original soil."

Wang Xikui gave this order not for any other reason but to create trouble for the Japanese.

In this day and age, maintenance technology is not that advanced. If the soil is re-covered and restored to its original state, it will be difficult for the Japanese to tell from the surface where the problem with the telephone line lies.

In the future, it will be very troublesome for the Japanese to carry out repairs.

Just when the soldiers finished all this and were about to retreat, three Japanese railway motorcycles, one in front and two in the back, came speeding over from the railway with dazzling flashing lights.

Wang Xikui was shocked.

"Everyone take cover."

Not far from the railway, there are small ditches and dry weeds everywhere.

Because the railway line was too long, the Japanese simply did not have enough manpower and energy to clear the weeds around and fill in the ditches in some corners, which provided the soldiers with an excellent hiding place.

On the other side, Song Pengcheng had almost circled half of the Japanese train station in Qujiazhai.

Some of his soldiers even approached the Japanese sentry post to within a hundred meters to observe on several occasions.

Fortunately, Qujiazhai Station is not big. It is located in the rear of the 20th Division. The Japanese here would never have thought that the Eighth Route Army would appear here, so their vigilance is not strong and their discipline is very loose.

Although it was dark, it did not affect Song Pengcheng's observation at all.

All the lights were on in the Japanese camp and at the station, and the stars in the sky were emitting faint rays of light.

Based on the various observations, Song Pengcheng made an inference.

The Japanese radio station should be located on a small hill to the east of the station.

There are two reasons.

First, a radio station cannot do without an antenna, and the antenna must be installed in an open or high place so that the receiving and transmitting signals will be stronger.

Second, although it was late at night, some Japanese officers would go to the tent on the hill from time to time. This shows that the hill was most likely the headquarters of the Japanese garrison at Qujiazhai Station.

Generally speaking, the radio station will definitely be set up near the command center.

"found it!"

Finally, a soldier holding a telescope discovered the Japanese antenna rack hidden on the side of the hill and ran over excitedly to report to Song Pengcheng.

"Okay, great."

Song Pengcheng was also very excited.

"Destroy the Japanese radio station immediately!"

More than a dozen of them were carrying triumphal grenade launchers.

The seventh-level Triumph grenade launcher is not only quite portable, but also has a throwing distance of up to 800 meters.

"Brothers, prepare to fight, fight!"

Song Pengcheng had no intention of saving Zheng Kaixuan from grenades.

More than ten level seven Triumph grenade launchers, each fully loaded with six grenades.

One round of salvo consists of seventy or eighty Triumph grenades.

“Boom boom boom boom boom…”

The earth-shaking explosion suddenly resounded over Qujia'an Station.

The antenna of a mere radio station could not withstand Song Pengcheng's attack and was instantly blown to pieces.

Song Pengcheng's target was not only the Japanese radio station, but also the Japanese in the tents and wooden houses on the hill!

After two rounds of bombing, the top of the hill was almost blown into a dough twist, and tents, wooden houses and earthen walls collapsed to the ground.

A burst of wailing from the devils came from the hill.

Song Pengcheng was very excited when he heard the screams of the Japanese.

He waved his hand, wearing a Triumph bulletproof helmet and holding a Hanyang fully automatic rifle, he led more than 20 soldiers and rushed towards the hill.

"Charge! Kill all the devils!"

Next to the railway, Wang Xikui's face suddenly lit up with joy when he heard the explosion a few hundred meters away.

The reason why he chose to hide with his soldiers just now was not because he was afraid of the Japanese.

He was waiting for news from Song Pengcheng.

Zheng Kaixuan told them that as long as Song Pengcheng could find the Japanese radio station and destroy it, all the brothers could immediately launch a general attack.

The sound of artillery shells is the signal for the general attack.

Now that the battle has begun, they no longer need to be so cautious or secretive.

"Brothers, fire!"

Several soldiers immediately raised their Triumph fully automatic pistols and shot the Japanese on the three patrol motorcycles into a sieve.

Afterwards, Wang Xikui led these soldiers and quickly rushed to Song Pengcheng's location to provide support.

At the same time, Zheng Kaixuan led Chen Shengli, Yang Wanli and others to launch a fierce artillery attack on Qujia'an Station.

Shells fell from the sky like rain, exploding all over the ground and lighting up the entire night sky of Qujiazhai.

Qujia'an is not big, and the station is even smaller.

Three Triumph mortar tanks and one grenade launcher tank plowed the ground three times from south to north, from north to south, east to west, and back and forth.

After three times, there was basically no movement at the station. It seemed that there were not many Japanese troops stationed here.

Only then did Zheng Kaixuan order the soldiers to charge.

The Japanese intelligence system has been destroyed, and now they can fight with confidence.

Even if the entire Qujiazhai Station was dug deep into the ground, the Japanese in other places would not find it.

How could the garrison at a mere station withstand the thundering attack of Zheng Kaixuan and the Sharp Knife Regiment?

In less than twenty minutes, the spearhead group took over the station.

Song Pengcheng and Wang Xikui also took the small hill.

According to statistics, there were two infantry companies of Japanese troops stationed at Qujia'an Station, less than 400 Japanese soldiers.

In addition, there were hundreds of staff members at the station, and basically all of them were Japanese devils.

“Flutter, flutter, flutter…”

Just as Zheng Kaixuan and his brothers were counting the spoils, a sound of flapping wings suddenly came from a corner of Qujia'an Village next to the station.

There were actually more than ten carrier pigeons soaring into the sky.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Two soldiers discovered it first and fired several shots in a row without reporting it in time. Although they shot down several of them, there were still a few that were not hit and flew away.

Zheng Kaixuan's face also changed after receiving this news.

"Damn it! I didn't expect the Japs to have such a trick up their sleeve! I originally wanted everyone to rest in Qujiazhai for a while, but now it seems we can't rest anymore."

"Captain One, Captain Three, immediately deploy explosives to destroy the railway! Then I'll take the brothers to do the second big deal!"