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

The speed of the ivy was very fast. In less than half an hour, Zheng Kaixuan led the spearhead group to advance 50 kilometers and arrived at the nearest station.

Niangziguan Station of Zhengtai Railway.

Niangziguan Railway Station is a very important node on the Zhengtai Railway.

It guards the eastern gate of Shanxi and is the only way to enter Hebei Province in the east.

Seizing this place would be equivalent to cutting off the main transportation artery between the two provinces.

Niangzi Pass has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. The terrain here is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. There has been a saying since ancient times that "one man guarding the pass can prevent ten thousand men from breaking through."

The Japanese built bunkers and watchtowers in the narrow valley to protect the railway transportation line.

An ordinary station would usually be guarded by only a squadron or so of Japanese soldiers, but here, the Japanese soldiers were equipped with two infantry battalions.

These two infantry battalions were directly under the command of Yoshio Shinozuka, the Japanese Taiyuan First Army Headquarters.

No one except Yoshio Shinozuka has the authority to transfer.

This is also the reason why Yamamoto Ikki's 9th Brigade did not ask for help from the garrison here when it encountered danger.

The Japanese here have always been required to defend the station to the death and not step out of Niangzi Pass.

If you leave your post without permission, the consequence will be immediate execution.

Yoshio Shinozuka also put a lot of thought into the personnel appointments here.

The two Japanese infantry battalion commanders stationed here are brothers from the same mother.

The captain of the first infantry battalion was Murakami Taro, and the captain of the second infantry company was his younger brother Murakami Jiro.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "Brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons fight together in battle."

The reason why Yoshio Shinozuka handed this place over to these two devils to guard together was that he hoped that in times of crisis, the two could work together to defend the station.

The reason why Yamamoto Ikki did not ask them for help was not just because they could not come out. Another reason was that Yamamoto knew very well in his heart that he was being targeted by Zheng Kaixuan and this time he was really doomed. Even a god could not save him.

Not only did he not ask for help from the two Japanese devils, he also did not tell them that Zheng Kaixuan had arrived nearby.

Since they can't survive, they can't expect to have an easy life either. It is not ruled out that Yamamoto Ikki has such an idea.

At this moment, Murakami Taro was sitting in the watchtower next to the station, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

The two Murakami brothers did not dare to relax their defense of the Niangziguan Station for even a moment.

He and Jiro Murakami work in two shifts, one on the day shift and the other on the night shift, and they switch every two weeks.

Therefore, whether it was day or night, there would always be a Japanese infantry captain in charge in the artillery tower or at the station.

"Report, Captain, over an hour ago, large-scale artillery fire was heard in the Jingxing area of ​​Hebei Province..."

"Massive artillery fire?"

When Murakami Taro heard the news, he was not too nervous.

"The Jingxing area is currently the temporary base of the 129th Brigade. As far as I know, the th Brigade, led by Colonel Yamamoto Ikki, arrived in Jingxing yesterday. They probably engaged in a battle with a regiment of the th Division of the Eighth Route Army..."

"I know the combat effectiveness of the 9th Brigade. It's a very capable unit of the Locust Army. Colonel Yamamoto is also an expert in warfare, so there's no need to worry. However, you must pay close attention to the battle in Jingxing."

Murakami Taro didn't care too much.

He felt that with the strength of Yamamoto's brigade, it would be no problem to deal with a brigade of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, and the guerrillas would not be able to make any waves.

In addition, Yamamoto Ikki's temporary base was fifty kilometers away from Niangziguan Station.

Even if the Eighth Route Army defeated Yamamoto, they would not be able to fly over.

It is normal for these Eighth Route Army soldiers to take one or two days to walk a 50-kilometer mountain road.

In addition, Murakami Taro was not afraid at all. He felt that with the natural barriers and bunkers in his hands, even if thousands of soldiers were at the gate of the city, they might not be able to break through his defense.

However, Murakami Taro seems to have overlooked one problem.

The Eighth Route Army guerrillas are not all composed of ordinary infantry units, there is also a spearhead regiment that has repeatedly created miracles!

Just when Murakami Taro waved his hand to let the signalman go down, another signalman suddenly stumbled over.

"Captain, urgent information."

The signalman was running breathlessly, looking like he was out of breath.

Seeing the signalman like this, Murakami Taro's face suddenly darkened.

"Baga, why are you panicking? How do I usually educate you?"

"I've already told you guys, don't panic if something happens, just let the bullets fly for a while!"

"You're a communications officer at the battalion headquarters. How can you be so flustered? If other soldiers see you like this, it'll affect their morale. How are you going to perform your duties?"

Without saying a word, Murakami Dalang stretched out his hands and pushed the Japanese signalman onto a chair, then stood up and personally brought him a glass of water.

"Hey, take a deep breath first. Come, drink a glass of water to calm your nerves..."

The Japanese signalman knew Murakami Dalang's strange temper and dared not disobey, so he had to sit down obediently.

Besides, he was really thirsty, so he picked up the cup of water and started drinking it.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Several loud noises were faintly heard from outside the artillery tower.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Nani?"

Murakami Dalang frowned.

"According to the date, it's about to be the rainy season in Shanxi. Is there thunder outside?"

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the window of the third-floor turret to look outside.

This sight was not a big deal, but it frightened Murakami Dalang so much that he fell to the ground.

"This! How could this happen? How is this possible? Where did this army suddenly appear from?"

At this moment, just a few hundred meters away from Murakami Dalang, several Japanese artillery towers were being bombed! Being bombed fiercely!

The enemy's artillery shells were like they were free, hitting the artillery tower in a torrential manner!

The flames of the explosion shot up into the sky, directly illuminating half of the night sky!

Those extremely sturdy artillery towers not far away are collapsing one after another!

That was a stone wall about one meter thick, and it was actually blown apart by artillery fire!

One can imagine how fierce the enemy's artillery fire was.

Among the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, which other unit's artillery firepower could be so fierce?

It was not until this moment that six big words slowly emerged in Murakami Dalang's mind.

Sharp Knife Group! Zheng Kaixuan!