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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 611 Bandit Leader Liu Motou

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    Chapter 611: Bandit Leader Liu Motou

    Liu Motou, the bandit leader who was entrenched in southwest Shandong in the Baodugu Mountain area, received a secret report from his informant in Jizhuang that the Sun Family Courtyard had been captured by a battalion of the Central Army. He eagerly swallowed twenty-five  A mouse with hundreds of claws scratching his heart, wandering all over the place, but he was not thinking of avenging his beloved brother Sun Wanwan.

    Liu Motou has long been looking forward to his eldest brother Sun Wanwan, who is kowtowing, to meet the Lord of Hell as soon as possible. It is logical that his uncle, the alliance, will take care of the Sun family's huge wealth for him. Forgive the incompetent young master Laozi, too.  If you can't afford the big trouble and don't just let yourself do what you want, Sun Wanwan's family fortune will be yours sooner or later.

    He absolutely believed that the little hard-earned money he had earned from being a gangster for many years, robbing homes, kidnapping people, smashing kilns, killing people and selling goods, was not even half of Sun Wanwan's wealth. He was afraid that this money would be used by those soldiers in the Central Army.  If you take it away, the beautiful thing that you have been thinking about for many years will be in vain, right?

    He was holding years of fat in his mouth, and he was watching it fall into other people's mouths. Not to mention Liu Motou, the troublemaker, but he didn't have the courage and didn't dare to snatch it. It was a battalion of regular soldiers.  , machine guns and cannons, maybe the little fortune he has managed for many years will be destroyed in this one scene, but he is not willing to do so.

    Liu Motou suddenly patted his bald head and remembered that more than a month ago, Mr. Wang came to the mountain. He was very gentle, literate, and had a Jiaodong accent. But Liu Motou always felt strange when he listened to it.  Yes, according to his own words, when he was doing business in Qingdao, he offended a powerful local gang and was hunted down everywhere. He was desperate. He heard that Liu Da, the leader of the family, was generous, generous and powerful, so he came to Baodugu.  Take refuge.

    Logically speaking, given Liu Motou's consistent style as a bandit for many years, he would not take in people of unknown origin. If he felt suspicious at all, he would simply reward him with a peanut and send him back to his grandma's house. But Mr. Wang was so open-minded.  It can be said that he knows everything about astronomy, geography, yin and yang, and gossip. He also claims to be familiar with military books and knows the ways of fighting. Liu Motou is excited. In addition, Mr. Wang's mouth seems to be smeared with honey, and every word scratches his lips.  Liu Momo's itchy spot left him alone.

    Arrange the position of a master and write down the calculations. Anyway, there are more than 8,000 brothers in Baodugu, and not one of them can read. They are all blind. Liu Motou himself even put it on the ground with a pole and didn't recognize him.  "One", you can't even find anyone to write a kidnapping document. Since his surname is Wang, he says he knows how to fight, why not ask him, the right to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

    When Liu Motou told the story, Mr. Wang was very interested. He asked about all the details in detail and told him directly that it was possible. If the Central Army takes the high road, we have no choice but to let Qizhuang's informants continue to inquire about the information.  , it happened that Gu Dashan wanted to take a shortcut back to Pingyi, but could not find a guide everywhere. Mr. Wang seized the opportunity, and Liu Motou was also encouraged by Mr. Wang. He followed the movements of the first battalion with a pair of wolf eyes.

    The two farmers who volunteered to be guides were Liu Motou's spies in Jizhuang. After receiving the news, Mr. Wang immediately formed his troops. At first, Liu Motou didn't think highly of this man named Wang, thinking that he was too timid.  , more than 8,000 people fight more than 1,000 people, or in a mountainous area, intercept them halfway, and a machine gun grenade can't kill them?

    Looking at it, Liu Motou saw some clues and felt that Mr. Wang's arrangements were more clever and thoughtful than him, so he believed it in his heart. When he arrived at the canyon, Mr. Wang was jumping back and forth and was busy directing the burial*  *, distribution of troops, Liu Motou was so impressed that he simply handed over the command to Mr. Wang. The result was exactly as he expected. The two informants really brought the Central Army into the ambush circle, allowing himself to get a big advantage.

    Liu Motou went down to the canyon and saw the white flowers in the ocean and the bright yellow gold bars dazzled in the sun. Sun Wanwan's family fortune finally fell into his hands without hurting his kindness.  Without damaging his reputation, such good things are hard to find even with a lantern. When he was proud, he grinned wildly and laughed wildly. Mr. Wang's status in his heart immediately climbed to a new level. He was no longer a master.  Instead, he was promoted to military advisor.

    Mr. Wang looked at the complacent Liu Motou and reminded him to clean up the battlefield immediately, take his things and leave here as soon as possible, and return to Baodugu. Remember, all traces must be destroyed and no clues should be left. The Central Army will eat it.  With such a huge loss, we will definitely not let it go. We cannot let the Central Army get the handle.

    Mr. Wang said these words to the bandit leaders, big and small. These guys, with their black eyes only staring at the white money, didn't pay attention to Mr. Wang's tricks. Liu Motou got angry and scolded these gangsters.  After talking to them, I told them that from now on, what Mr. Wang said would be what I said, and I praised Mr. Wang for his carefulness and thoughtfulness.

    The bandits brought the blood-stained ocean, gold bars, gold and silver jewelry, jewelry and jades, and returned to their lair with satisfaction. The canyon fell silent, the cold wind passed by, and the pine waves burst, and the strong smell of blood could not be blown away., more than 1,200 soldiers will sleep on this land forever, and they will never be able to open their young eyes to take a look at the sky and earth in southwestern Shandong.

    The situation of the first battalion being surrounded by bandits in the canyon near Guimengding was quickly reported to Han Tie in Xuzhou. Han Tie was shocked and immediately ordered the troops of the three regiments that had been assembled in Pingyi to rush to reinforce.  , and received a report from Pingyi County that contact with the First Battalion was lost. There was no response when calling on the radio. Han Tie's heart was shrouded in an ominous cloud.

    Han Tie did not dare to think about what it meant to lose contact with the troops during the fierce battle. He sent a second telegram, urging reinforcements to rush to the Guimengding area as quickly as possible at any cost. Liu  When the Motou bandits withdrew from the battlefield, the reinforcements were still more than a day's journey from the canyon.

    The reinforcements, with a non-combat reduction of several hundred men, marched day and night. Finally, the next morning, they arrived at the scene of the battle. They were very close and did not hear a single gunshot. The fourth brigade led by  The brigade commander's heart sank. There was no gunfire. Does that mean that the whole battalion was wiped out?  He didn't want to believe it.

    The canyon came into view, and there were traces of fierce battles everywhere. The frozen soil and rocks in the valley were turned up, and bullet casings were everywhere. You can imagine the intensity of the battle. What was difficult for the soldiers to accept was that the remains of more than a thousand comrades were  , covered with the land torn by the war, the dark red blood has solidified into blood spots, dyeing the land beneath him red.

    Not a single weapon was intact. The four Type 92 infantry guns had been blown up, and weapon parts were scattered everywhere. Before their sacrifice, the comrades destroyed all the weapons to prevent them from falling into the hands of the bandits.  What made the soldiers extremely angry and sad was that the corpses of their comrades were covered with bayonet marks. These bandits did not even spare the corpses. They were also frightened by the beatings of the first battalion. Everyone's body was stabbed.  A few cuts, for fear that a soldier would suddenly jump up and die with them.

    On the sunny hillside, under the green pines and cypresses, there are newly built tombs. During the orderly arrangement, the howling mountain wind passed through the treetops, whimpering like tears, which could not dissipate the hatred in the hearts of the soldiers. More than 1,200 people  A comrade is buried here. A tall tombstone stands in front of the grave. It reads: "The North China ** Division of the Nationalist Army, the First Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 4th Brigade of the Yellow River and Henan Garrison Corps is the tomb of the fallen comrades of the entire ** Division."  "Respectfully," the white tombstone with large black characters is dignified and depressing.

    Nearly ten thousand guns were pointed at the blue sky, and angry flames were sprayed out from the muzzles. The bursts of gunshots scared away the forest birds and dispersed the mountain wind. They echoed among the mountains and pine forests for a long time, like  Countless vengeful hearts were shouting, and nearly ten thousand pairs of eyes were burning with angry flames. They swore to their comrades who were sleeping here that they would pay with blood.

    When Tang Qiuquan arrived in Xuzhou, Han Tiezheng was sitting in the headquarters with a livid face, holding a telegram in his hand and clenching his teeth. Zhou Zheng's face was twisted and looked hideous and terrifying. His heart was full of self-blame.  I was too eager to open up the situation in southern Shandong and southwestern Shandong. I did not fully consider the bandit situation. The troops were too scattered. There were more than 48,000 people scattered over thousands of square kilometers of land. They were not familiar with the geographical environment.  This kind of incident is also normal.

    However, Han Tie couldn't forgive himself. He had to admit that he didn't take these bandits seriously. They were easier to fight than well-trained little devils, right?  If the idea of ??underestimating the enemy is common in the Yellow River and Henan Garrison Corps, the root cause lies with himself. This responsibility cannot be shied away from. He has already sent a telegram requesting disciplinary action to the division commander Tang Qiuli, requesting the division commander to remove his corps commander.  position.

    At the same time, as the commander of the corps, he signed an order to remove the commander of the third regiment of the fourth brigade from his position and sent it to the investigation office of the division headquarters. The deputy commander of the regiment took over the position of commander. The reason is very simple. As a regiment  The commander did not understand the marching process of the troops below, and the order to return and rebuild was inconsistent with the actual situation, which led to the tragedy of the first battalion being wiped out.

    From the Blood Hand Regiment to the First Division, Han Tie has experienced all the battles. Even in the Northeast, facing the superior strength of hundreds of thousands of Kwantung Army, the troops have not been annihilated by the establishment. However, such a thing,  But it happened to his own corps, when the army was strong and destroyed hundreds of thousands of Japanese Japs. Every time he thought of this, Han Tie's heart felt like a knife twisting, and he could not forgive himself.

    Tang Qiuli, who had just rushed back to Zhengzhou, had just gotten off the plane and before he could sit down, Mei Xue hurriedly sent three telegrams. One was the Gu Dashan telegram forwarded by Han Railway, and the other was the telegram that the whole battalion had been wiped out.  , one was a telegram from Han Tie asking for his resignation. Of these three telegrams, each one surprised him.

    Tang Qiuli and Han Tie had the same idea. A fully-manned battalion was annihilated. This was a serious event that had never occurred in the history of the ** division. However, the telegram sent by Gu Dashan before his death was even more  It caught his attention that the bandits in Shandong had changed.Nature, there are Japanese spies involved behind the scenes.

    It would be difficult to quickly complete the task of suppressing bandits by relying solely on the existing troops. The entire first battalion was killed, which angered Tang Qiuli, and he decided to send a large number of troops to Shandong.

    (To be continued)
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