Inoue Shiro hated sending information very much, and he hated sending information in the mountains at night even more, because he was not familiar with this mountain. At least, he couldn't sleep that night and had to keep on the road.
The mountain wind was blowing slightly in my ears. I didn't know how many hills I had climbed. The guy behind me was panting. It was obvious that he couldn't keep up with his physical strength. It was a big deal to send a message to the advancing team, so he had to rush all night.
Dull in the squadron
The night is already deep.
Two people lying in a pit on the mountain ridge were snoring and drifting around in the mountain wind.
In the dark night, the sentry below climbed up panting: "Brother, brother, wake up, someone is coming from the east."
The sleeping person didn't seem to hear it until the person pinched his other arm and woke up. He immediately grabbed the gun and stood up: "Are there any enemies?"
Without waiting for a reply, he asked again with sleepy eyes: "Why are you here, son of a bitch, if you don't stay on guard?"
"There are people coming from the east! There seem to be two of them!" The visitor looked anxious and panted.
The man who had just woken up suddenly sneered: "Didn't the Japs go east just in the afternoon? Two came from the east? They were probably the Japs who reported the news. It's great! There were many of them in the afternoon, and I can't do anything about them. This is a good life." !”
After saying that, he smiled ferociously and kicked the guy next to him who was still sleeping awake.
The man who stood up while rubbing his eyes was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the two guys sitting and standing next to him. Then he looked around again and suddenly said: "It's not even daylight yet. What? Are you running away again?"
"After running around, there are people coming from the east, two of them, and they are holding flashlights. Hehe, they are probably Japs. Get ready. We will rob him in a while. After spending all day in the mountains, my bones are almost moldy. "
"There is a Japs? How great? The wind and water are turning, and this Japs is actually on his lips. Hehe, let me tell you, this person's luck is different when he comes. Guanyin Bodhisattva opens his eyes and fights against each other in the teacher. This time Here we go again, just prepare to see me use my ultimate move, hahaha..."
"You're laughing your ass off. The division headquarters has been moved and disappeared. We can't find it anymore. The one or two hundred Japs this afternoon didn't even see you say anything!" After that, he kicked me again.
With a pop, the man who was laughing wildly was kicked to the ground again. He fell down on the spot, his throat was choked by laughter and he lost his breath.
He got up in a hurry, pulled the gun and bolt, and followed the two in front to walk down the mountain ridge. Shooting down a lone Japanese enemy would be a pie in the sky for this poor place. It was too rare.
When they reached the roadside at the foot of the mountain ridge, the three people naturally divided into two groups and lurked on both sides of the mountain road. A head popped out of the bushes and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure these are the Japanese?"
"It's so late at night, can our people have flashlights? Hehe, since it's not a torch, what's the point? Wait a moment, and they'll be there immediately after they turn around!" came the voice of the messenger.
"Are you sure there are only two?"
"There are too many to count, but there are only two of them, and I can still tell them apart clearly!"
"Come on, come on, don't say anything. You two are responsible for the one in the back, and the one in front belongs to me!" The person who spoke saw a group of light appearing on the mountain ridge in the distance. Two black figures were behind the light and could not be seen clearly.
The light group is getting closer and closer.
"Stop, what are you doing?" The three of them did not take action directly, because the person coming turned out to be the Eighth Route Army!
It was obvious that the visitor was frightened. He hurriedly pulled his gun and wanted to lie down on the roadside. He did not forget to ask: "What department are you from?"
"What a mess! I'm asking you a question, what nonsense are you talking about here, answer it quickly!"
"We are from the sixth...sixth brigade!"
"Sixth Brigade? You're talking nonsense with me. Don't talk until you get rid of their guns." The big man pointed the gun at the man in front: "Put down the gun, or I'll shoot you to death!"
Pointed at the gun in the black hole, the person in front tightened his grip on the gun he had just taken off. When he realized that the gun had not had time to pull the bolt, he quickly screamed: "You can't do this, we are friendly forces!"
"My friend, M's army, hey, this afternoon only the Japanese are going east. You can come from the east. Do you think I am a fool? Does the Sixth Brigade have a flashlight?"
Seeing that he could not be blinded, the person holding the flashlight in front immediately let go of the flashlight hanging on the neck, stepped forward, placed his hand accurately on the gun bolt, and skillfully opened it, preparing to resist. This action was equivalent to I sent a message to the people behind me asking for cooperation.
The man behind immediately pulled the bolt. Suddenly, he was hit by the butt of a rifle on his head and fell to the ground.
The guy who spoke before felt a chill on his back, and then in the light of the flashlight flickering in front of his chest, he saw a bloody bayonet coming out of his chest.
"You...you...!" The bayonet penetrated his lungs, and the blood foam was forced out of his mouth and nose along the trachea by strong muscle contraction.
With his eyes widened, he grabbed the unloaded rifle and tried hard to pull the trigger, but he felt that his strength was slowly disappearing. These people were so unreasonable. Didn't they have to shout "hand over the gun and not kill" first?
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After driving all night, he finally overtook the Japanese troops in the west who were also heading north. As the squad leader of the special agent company, he was now proud and still full of energy and high morale. He endured the fatigue and grinned and climbed to the top of the high mountain again. Standing tall in the morning breeze.
Last night, it was he who led the independent regiment to break through the ninth company, climb up and down more than a dozen mountains, and rush north for at least fifty miles in more than ten hours!
Behind his tall figure stood two soldiers from the special service squad. The independent regiment's generals were lying on the ground on the slightly flattened hill. He couldn't explain the feeling, which made him feel satisfied but not satisfied.
"Report, there are a large number of Japanese soldiers coming from the west, but they all turned away from the hill behind us and went south, very fast!" A soldier from the secret service company ran over panting, more excited than rushing towards the Japanese soldiers.
Naturally, after marching all night, we finally managed to escape the enemy's pursuit and interception, and passed by the enemy from the west, which was thrilling.
It stands to reason that the Ninth Company, which just started walking north at night, would not be able to escape from the west. The Japanese would outflank them from the north. If, as the man surnamed Hu said, the Japanese would outflank them.
In fact, the troops have indeed jumped out of the enemy's pursuit in the south and in the north, and have disappeared deep into the mountains.
The stamina of the squad leader Liu Jin was very good. He thought that few people in the Ninth Company could compare with him, but it turned out to be different from what he imagined. The mountain road was rugged and he ran almost fifty miles overnight, which is equivalent to at least 120 miles on flat ground. Abnormal Even the few stragglers of the Ninth Company were dragged along by the people around them.
What satisfied him was that the physical ability of the secret service squad was still far superior to that of the Ninth Company. As for his dissatisfaction, there were three reasons. First, the company commander surnamed Hu used some evil methods to stay on the top of the mountain without being bombed by Japanese planes. Although, that was A good thing, but it made him feel bad.
Secondly, the Ninth Company had clearly sent so many guns and ammunition to the Secret Service Company, but now those guys seemed to still have a lot of bullets. At least, they were richer than his unit, which was known as the best-equipped unit in the division.
The third thing is related to the company commander surnamed Hu. How did he know that the Japanese would intercept him from the north in the middle of the night? But at this time, he was lying on a military blanket and sleeping.
After thinking about it carefully, although I am from the special agent company, I am just a squad leader, giving orders directly to the Ninth Company? It doesn’t seem too good either.
Although I have visited local troops many times to communicate and have been treated like stars, but in this ninth company, no one is looking down on me at all!
