"Who cares? As long as there's something to do, it's fine. Damn it, those cooks are going too far. They said that our cavalry company only fought two battles in the Tiger Pavilion Stronghold and that it was useless.”
Sun Desheng and the others were chatting when they saw Su Wen riding over on his horse. They quickly stood up and did not dare to say anything.
Ever since the reconstruction, there had been many rules and regulations that prevented them from being the same as before. In the words of the regiment commander, the team had to behave like a team and not like bandits.
"You're all here, huh?"
Su Wen reined in the reins and looked at the neat formation. He nodded and ordered all the members to set off towards the Japanese's Tingyang stronghold. The infantry took the trucks and the cavalry took the lead.
On the way, Su Wen told Sun Desheng and the company commander of the infantry company about his battle plan.
The Tingyang Stronghold was called a stronghold, but it was actually a transit station for the Japanese. There were about two to three hundred Japanese. With so many people, they would definitely be able to take them down.
Every day, there would be more than a dozen carts of minerals delivered to this transit station and then transported by train. Other than the Japanese, there were all kinds of coolies.
Su Wen's plan was to snatch this transit point and temporarily ease the predicament of resources.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for the Japanese to only have 200 to 300 people stationed at such an important transit station. However, it was a coincidence that a large number of Japanese troops were sweeping through the vicinity of Dagu Mountain. Naturally, there were not enough people here.
In addition, this transit station was close to the county town, so there were not many troops stationed here.
As soon as he heard that it was to fight the devils, Sun Desheng immediately said that he must lead the cavalry to lead the charge.
"It's easy to fight. The Japanese won't be too wary of us. After all, this place is very close to the county.”
Su Wen nodded and left the details to Sun Desheng.
In less than two hours, they arrived near Ting Yang Stronghold. From afar, they could hear a train approaching.
"Brothers, charge with me!"
Sun Desheng clamped his legs on the horse's belly, waved his saber, and rushed out.
"Fight!"
A few hundred horses led the charge. The flat ground was very suitable for them to perform.
"Baka! Hurry up and get to work!"
A Japanese man waved his whip and hit the back of a laborer who was carrying ores. He kept urging them to load the car faster.
"Damn it, this damn Japanese, I will find a chance to kill him!”
The laborers who had been beaten cursed in a low voice as they moved the stones.
"Alright, stop talking. How are we going to deal with him? His wife and children were dead? Hurry up and do it, or you'll be whipped again!”
The coolie beside them sighed. The hundreds of people around them were all captured by the Japanese.
They were either building fortifications or working as laborers. Their lives were too hard. A few days ago, a few people wanted to run away but were caught by the Japanese and lost their lives on the spot.
They also wanted to run, but where would they get the chance?
Firstly, they didn't have any weapons in their hands. Secondly, they didn't have much strength. The Japanese didn't even give them enough food to eat…
"Hey, why does it seem like there's movement?"
One of the coolies was puzzled. The others looked at him with strange expressions.
Soon, even the ground began to tremble. The sound of hooves could be heard from afar.
"Eight routes, there are eight routes!"
The Japanese who was standing guard ran for a few steps and was stabbed by Sun Desheng who caught up with him.
"Hahaha, little Japanese, your Grandpa Sun is here to take your dog lives!”
Sun Desheng rushed to the main road with a horse and a knife. He slashed left and right, and the Japanese couldn't fight back.
With the arrival of the cavalry, the Japanese in the stronghold had basically lost their fighting spirit.
They had guns in their hands, but at such a close distance, they could not fire in time and were killed by the cavalrymen.
How could they be a match for the cavalry?
"Damn it, our savior is here. Brothers, we're saved!”
The laborers immediately became excited.
There was no point in doing anything. Many people raised their shovels and swung them at the Japanese.
"Baka! Baka!"
The Japanese supervising them still wanted to control the order, so he raised his whip and was about to hit them.
"F * ck you, crawl!”
The coolie who had been whipped kicked the Japanese from behind and rode on him. He punched him again and again.
" I told you to slap me, I told you not to treat us as humans, I told you not to treat us as humans but as beasts…"
The coolie picked up a stone and smashed it down without any regard for his life. After a few hits, the Japanese in charge of supervising the work became a pile of mud.
"Charge!"
The Infantry Company followed the Cavalry Company into the battlefield, but there were not many Japanese alive.
"Hurry up, Cavalry Company, dismount and load the carriage! Move the things into the truck!"
Su Wen came out of the train's driver's seat. Just as the cavalry company was charging, he brought Monk Wei and Duan Peng onto the train and killed the driver to prevent him from fleeing when he saw that the situation was not good.
There were a total of eight carriages, four to five of which were filled with ores. There was also a lot of food and rations. Su Wen had made a huge profit this time.
It was convenient and fast to purchase goods from the Japanese. He would not lose out!
Other than that, there were more than ten trucks in this transit station. They were all trucks that had already been unloaded, and Su Wen took all of them.
As for the 300 laborers, they were gathered together and checked by dozens of infantrymen to prevent any Japanese from mixing in.
"My fellow villagers, go home quickly. You're free!”
Su Wen stood on the truck and said to the laborers below,"We've killed all the Japanese. Their people will be here soon. We have to retreat!" It's very dangerous for you to stay here!"
The coolies did not expect to be able to return home one day. They all cried tears of joy, and many of them were so excited that they shed tears.
"Everyone, listen to me. Don't be anxious!”
A middle-aged man in his thirties, who was rather prestigious among the laborers, walked out and extended his arms to signal for everyone to calm down.
Only then did he look at Su Wen who was on the truck and ask,"Sir, thank you for saving us. I, Wang Meng, kowtow to you!"”
As he spoke, the burly man was about to kneel down to Su Wen when he was quickly helped up by Wei Da Yong and the others.
"Fellow townsman, we are the Eighth Route Army, not the Jinsui Army. We are the poor people's team, our own people!”
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