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Chapter 1527 underestimate the enemy

When he heard the gunshots, Long Jia was having breakfast with his baby grandson.

"Where are you shooting?" After hearing the gunshots, Long Jia put the chopsticks on the table, turned around and rushed out of the gate. He happened to meet more than a dozen long-term workers who were also alarmed in the gatehouse.

"Master." More than a dozen long-term workers greeted each other.

At this time, a long-term worker ran in from the gate.

Long Jia asked loudly, "Agui, where are you shooting?"

"It's the other side of the ancestral tomb mountain." The long-time worker named Agui gasped, "The fight started over there."

"The ancestors are really effective, the Japanese are really here!" A trace of splendor suddenly appeared in the turbid old eyes of the dragon armor, and then turned around and shouted at another chief engineer, "Afu, come with a big knife!"

The senior worker responded and immediately took out a nine-ring sword from the doorman.

"I haven't been instructed for many years, old guy, today we should drink blood again!" The Nine-ring big sword in hand, and the dragon armor, which was originally old and old, immediately transformed into an energetic old soldier.

"Great Grandpa, I'll go with you!" A boy chased him out of the main hall.

"Haha, okay, I am worthy of being the descendant of my Long family, so my grandfather and grandson are on the same side! No, it is the three generations of our Long family. Your father has already worked with the Japanese in the ancestral tomb mountain!" After saying that, Long Jia shouted at the dozen or so long-time workers who also prepared all the guys, "Follow me, and follow me to the ancestral tomb mountain!"

After saying that, Long Jia turned around and strode out the door.

"Grandma." The granddaughter-in-law chased out of the main hall, but stopped talking.

Long Jia waved his hand and said, "My descendants of the Long family cannot give him the humiliation to Marshal Qi, Marshal Zeng!"

The grandson-in-law didn't dare to say anything more, and could only watch his son, who was less than ten years old, carrying a red tassel gun, and followed his grandfather, who was over 70 years old, out in high spirits.

...

The 145th Division of the Sichuan Army was stationed in Dongshengtang, less than ten miles from Huzhen.

However, the teacher Fan Ziying's attention was not at all on the ancestral tomb mountain.

After all, Fan Ziying had no experience in special operations. He did not think that the Japanese could penetrate through the mountains and ridges of the communication between Zhejiang and Anhui provinces and sneak attacked the radar station of the ancestral grave mountain. So even if Guo Xunqi repeatedly reminded him, Fan Ziying just sent a company to the ancestral grave mountain.

In Fan Ziying's opinion, sending a company is enough.

Even if a small group of Japanese soldiers really penetrated, a single soldier could hold the Japanese soldiers back for at least a long time.

For so long, Fan Ziying had already brought all the main forces of the 145th Division to the ancestral tomb mountain. At that time, just a hundred Japanese were not enough for one of their divisions to get between their teeth.

So Fan Ziying's attention has always been ahead.

Since the training, Fan Ziying has been looking forward to going to the front line to fight a big battle.

However, the order to go to the front line had not yet come, but it was waiting for the news that the ancestral grave mountain was attacked.

"What did you say?" After hearing the adjutant's report, Fan Ziying thought he had heard it wrong and said in surprise, "The radar station in the ancestral grave mountain was attacked by the Japanese? No way."

"Master, this is a letter sent by Company Commander Yang to report!" the adjutant said in a deep voice, "It's not wrong."

Fan Ziying still didn't care and frowned and said, "Did Yang Erzhu say that there are many Japanese?"

"I said it." said the adjutant, "Company Commander Yang said that there are at least four or five hundred Japanese soldiers!"

"What? There are four or five hundred people?" Fan Ziying was shocked and realized the seriousness of the matter.

If there are really four or five hundred Japanese devils who seep through the mountains and ridges on the border of Zhejiang and Anhui, it will be troublesome.

Because facing so many Japanese, Yang Erzhu's mere company could not last long, and it took at least half a day for his main force of the 145th Division to gather to set off!

For such a long time, the ancestral tomb mountain had been taken down by the Japanese.

The radar station built on the ancestral tomb mountain has long been blown up by the Japanese!

If the radar station on the ancestral grave mountain is not bad, can Fan Ziying's head still be kept?

Fan Ziying then started to scream: "Hurry up, send me the order, the guard battalion will gather urgently!"

"Yes!" The adjutant agreed, turned around and ran out of the division headquarters, blew the whistle of assembly.

When they heard the assembly post, the officers and soldiers of the Division Guard Battalion rushed out of the barracks and ran to the open space to gather.

While wearing armed belts, Fan Ziying walked out of the division headquarters. As soon as he reached the door, he shouted to the adjutant: "Send cavalry to notify the main groups and gather at the ancestral tomb mountain immediately!"

"Yes!" The adjutant immediately arranged the cavalry to inform.

At this time, more than 400 officers and soldiers from the 145th Division Guard Battalion had completed the assembly.

Fan Ziying took out his pistol, then turned over to the horse, then flipped his pistol and shouted: "Brothers, come with me!"

More than 400 officers and soldiers from the guard battalion immediately followed Fan Ziying's horse and urgently provided reinforcements towards the Zun Tomb Mountain.

...

Longyou County Office.

Pan Wenhua was having breakfast with Guo Xunqi, the commander of the 50th Army.

Guo Xunqi and Tang Shizun have a good relationship, but they have a good relationship with Deputy Commander-in-Chief Pan Wenhua.

The breakfast for the two was nothing special, just two bowls of corn flour. The water was so clear that it could reveal the face, but the two of them ate quite deliciously. In those days, it would be nice to have a stuttering when they went out to war.

Pan Wenhua asked while having a meal: "Have the 145th Division gone to the ancestral grave mountain?"

Although the 145th Division was arranged by Tang Shizu, this matter was too important. Although it had a bad relationship with Tang Shizu, Pan Wenhua couldn't help but remind Guo Xunqi.

"It should be gone." Guo Xunqi replied, "Anyway, the order is issued."

"Should?" Pan Wenhua's brows immediately frowned, "Did you verify it?"

"No need for this." Guo Xunqi said in surprise, "Are Fan Ziying not going to disobey this matter, right?"

"Yizhi, you're careless." Pan Wenhua frowned, "The radar station on the ancestral grave mountain is quite a bit. Since Tang Shizun handed over this mission to your 50th Army, you should ask about it yourself."

"Zhongshuai, you're too worried." Guo Xunqi sneered, "What's the matter with the ancestral tomb mountain?"

Regarding the safety of the ancestral tomb mountain, it is not only Fan Ziying, but Guo Xunqi did not take it seriously.

Pan Wenhua shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of ten thousand in everything, but I'm afraid of what if I want, what if..."

Before he finished speaking, a staff officer hurried in and reported: "Ship Zhong, the 145th Division headquarters had just called and said that the ancestral tomb mountain was attacked by the Japanese, and the Japanese had about half a brigade!"

"What?"

"This is impossible!"

Pan Wenhua and Guo Xunqi were shocked at the same time.

Pan Wenhua stomped his feet and sighed: "Yizhi, what am I talking about?"

"This really capsized in the gutter. Zhong Shuai, I rushed back and personally led the 145th Division to destroy this group of devils!" Guo Xunqi said and walked out of the gate.

"It's mainly the radar station!" Pan Wenhua reminded, "Save the radar station!"
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