The Japanese Lieutenant put down the telescope in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face, which seemed to be angry and helpless, and seemed to be cold.
Under the weak moonlight, the torches in the distance on the other side of the river turned into light spots, appearing and disappearing on the mountain road.
After a brief silence, he began to look at the spread out map. His flashlight shone on the map. It was a very simple map.
The two thin lines represent the Muddy Waters River in front of you. There is no line on the river, which means there is no bridge, but there is a line on the opposite side, indicating that there is a road on the opposite side. Another line goes east along the river, with a bridge on the river, and finally, on the north side, there is a road on the other side of the river. Putting it all together, I estimated the distance and found that it would take a detour of seven or eight miles, at least an extra hour of walking.
After a while, a bird suddenly whispered: "When will the engineers come up? How can Tubal Road cross the river?"
Faced with two unrelated questions, the squad leader stood at attention: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant, the engineers may arrive in ten minutes... Someone has already gone to conduct reconnaissance... I guess they will come back to report soon!"
"I saw it." The Japanese lieutenant was not in the mood to be angry. He turned around and waved to the Japanese team behind him, indicating that they should continue heading east. Then he turned to the squad leader and whispered: "I'll go first. You, report to the captain behind you." Follow up later, and don't worry about the problem of crossing the bridge after the engineers have built the bridge."
Unexpectedly, the lieutenant was not angry at all, but instead personally led the team to pursue them in a detour. This made the squad leader who had lost his troops take a deep breath and followed the lieutenant to the river in despair.
Wang Qu, this place name is very suitable for the topography of the area. The river is winding and winding. The Japanese Second Lieutenant was thinking about it as he walked. The river turned several turns here and the current was a bit fast.
It's not a big problem to swim there by yourself, but it's a little troublesome to carry a gun. Even an elite is nothing in front of nature!
The Japanese must have discovered something. Looking at the torches going away, they paid no attention to the possible eight routes left in the village. People who came later would definitely search for them, so they just did a simple search and gradually moved away. Invite people to cut down the wood first, prepare to build a raft, and then find a way to cross the river when the engineers arrive.
Luo Fugui was once afraid of death. Why was Boss Hu always so shy? Are you always cold and don't like to talk or laugh?
This time he fell into the Japanese encirclement again. Luo Fugui finally didn't escape alone. Was it because of his conscience?
The old member of Team 9 didn't seem to have a good relationship with the company commander. Even though he was kicked out by the company commander for a long time, he didn't leave Hu Yi behind. Of course, if it were someone else, the situation would be different.
Boss Hu seems to have a cold personality, but in fact he is deliberately cold. Therefore, he has no friends. No one in the independent group is willing to look at him. Except for the girl, it seems... and Director Su?
Gao Yidao is another matter, the two are natural enemies.
Luo Fugui never wanted to see Boss Hu as a friend, not since the first time they met in Songjiacun. The selfish Xiong got used to Hu Yi becoming his elder brother in his heart, and was often jealous of Ma Liang who called him brother.
So this guy can mess around in front of Hu Yi, he can lose his temper, he can violate discipline and take advantage of the enemy, puppet army, landlord and old wealth. As for discipline, Boss Hu is discipline. If he makes a mistake, he will be kicked. At that time, he still dared to run away. Dare to hide, dare to act shamelessly and call out.
The selfish and lonely bear has no sense of security... but can never get rid of family ties. This is why he doesn't obey anyone but Hu Yi.
The mountain wind seems to have gotten stronger. The river bank is a hundred meters away. Huddled in the cellar dug by the fellow villagers, Xiong doesn't feel nervous at all. Being alone with Boss Hu, even if he dies, he doesn't seem that nervous. horrible.
In fact, there is nothing in his heart. My mother has passed away long time ago. The only people he knows well are the Jiulian people. It seems that no one can arouse his concern. Of course, there is an endless stream of devils outside, which makes Luo Fugui not have more. reason for the idea.
The current location is about a hundred meters away from the river bank. Including the width of the river, it is almost a hundred and twenty meters away from the other side. If the enemy finds me, I will have to fight with the enemy. Haodai still has two spare magazines on me. Thinking of this , sat down, in the dark, and began to load the Czech.
Seeing that the Japanese continued to enter the village and continued to advance through the village, no one searched the village again. Of course, they thought that a large group had passed in front, and they must have searched.
What's more, there are sentries set up by the Japs on the roadside, mainly to prevent sneak attacks from the Eighth Route Army. After all, when the Japs' senior commanders come over later, safety measures must be taken. The sentries have been changed a few times, and each squadron is constantly handing over the village's defense area. .
The Japs did not advance in a chaotic manner, but in units of units and squads. The Japs were densely packed with guns and cannons and ammunition on their backs. They were in a standard marching formation. They had countless pent-up fires and nowhere to vent them. They even seemed to be interested in setting fires. nor.
In fact, it was because there were wounded soldiers in the village. Setting fire to the houses seemed to produce thick smoke, and the treatment of the wounded soldiers was not very good. No one cared about it, and only the continuous torches moved eastward.
Luo Fugui carefully poked his head out of the cellar. Boss Hu was squatting in a corner of the cellar holding a crooked machine gun, but did not issue orders to Luo Fugui as usual.
"Hey, Boss Hu, my God, why are there so many Japs? We are number 100. Are you taking us too seriously?"
He didn't hear the echo, so he shrank his head and came back. He carefully pulled the flashlight out of his backpack, put it in his clothes and opened it. The weak light shone on Hu Yi's face: Boss Hu's chest was heaving, as if he was asleep.
"Grandma, how can you sleep like this?" Xiong whispered.
He didn't shake Hu Yi awake immediately. He already knew that Hu Yi had not slept for several days in a row and was trapped in the enemy's den anyway. Going out like this would definitely lead to death. I don’t know why, but Mule suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Boss Hu was actually very pitiful. Everyone knew that he had problems with Su Qing, but a cooked duck with a stiff mouth was better than him, an unlucky guy. The elephant is still pitiful.
Maybe I feel sympathy for each other, and suddenly I think of Erniu. That ugly monster should have crossed the river, right?
Oops, she can't cross the river and cares about my business? She was almost insulted by her small body, and she got angry just thinking about it. Something that couldn't be hit with eight sticks, uh, getting angry? ⋯
In fact, Hao Yun has always been unlucky. In his life, the days when he was a security force in Xinglong Town seemed to be the easiest. Hao Yun was a guy with no ideals. He was originally an automobile company soldier. After they became guerrillas, they never touched the steering wheel again.
Ever since he became a prisoner and came to the Ninth Company, he no longer felt any pressure. He successfully escaped from the Eighth Route Army barracks and even walked for a day with the company commander Hu Yi.
Maybe, except for the Eighth Route Army, no one would let him go as a deserter. In the Eighth Route Army, he didn't seem to be discriminated against. Anyway, he was living a life. Where could he be a soldier? The Eighth Route Army was so free. Although they had no military pay, I heard Tang Dagou say that he had never been short of money, so he believed Tang Dagou.
Tang Dagou did not lie to him. The money he shared from the mule has never been used because there is no place to use it. The eighteen oceans are still in his bag. If he had escaped, the travel expenses would have been enough. I don't know why, but I stayed in the Ninth Company like that. Although the troop establishment was small, it never stopped fighting the Japanese.
