Lieutenant Okawa finally stood on the hill to the north and looked at the valley shrouded in clouds and mist behind him. It was bottomless and the Eighth Route Army had disappeared.
In the middle of the night, another group of Japs sent out arrived with another unit and sent a radio. The group was behind, and Lieutenant Okawa did not feel ashamed.
With a ferocious look on his face, he began to dispatch troops and immediately ordered the radio soldiers to call the headquarters. After all, he was a lieutenant. In the highly hierarchical Army Department, he had no right to order the invasion and suppression troops one level above him.
The captain, the commander of a unit heading north to the west, received the order and responded quickly to Lieutenant Okawa's request. In the middle of the night, he ordered all the troops who were resting to turn east overnight. The outflank intelligence said that there might be an Eighth Route Commander. of troops.
Along the way, the captain was very dissatisfied with the failure to successfully encircle the Eighth Route Army's division headquarters. However, the squadron he sent for reinforcements plus the advance team, which was almost two squadrons in strength, could not deal with the Eighth Route Army, which only had a small force. In this regard, he was very disappointed, but full of expectations. Can it be simple to command dozens of people to defeat two squadrons?
The battle to besiege the Eighth Route Army headquarters in the north was fought very smoothly. There was no need for reinforcements, not even the outer defense line, because the terrain in the mountains was steep and there were no more roads to march. Except for a few Eighth Route Army troops who broke through and fled north, Most of the rest are tightly surrounded, and the battle has come to the end of searching for the remaining enemies in the mountains.
The important task of the 20th Division is to sweep away the Eighth Route Division headquarters that fled into the mountains in the south.
At dawn, I successfully arrived at the designated location. I checked the map with the staff around me and studied it for a long time. I concluded that the Eighth Route Army must still be in the mountains, maybe hidden. It would be very difficult to find this group of Eighth Route Army in the vast mountains. .
There were no professional tracking personnel in the army, so they sent a squadron as the vanguard based on their instincts, and headed south to search with great fanfare.
No one paid attention to the footprints under their feet, because those footprints were left by Zhao Wujun's shoes, although there was something wrong with the direction.
It is still being verified whether other troops have passed through this road. It is very likely that the northern troops coming from the east are coming from the east. Those bastards at the headquarters are only focused on encircling and suppressing the Eighth Route headquarters and are not bothered to inquire about information from the south. reply.
Although the captain was very angry, there was nothing he could do about it. The mopping up mission in the south basically failed. The group at the headquarters had a great victory in the north and did not find trouble with the 20th Division, which was considered a good deal.
Everyone was excited about encircling the Eighth Route Army headquarters in the north. The headquarters lost interest in the distribution and arrangement of troops in the south. It sent out a report to ask, but it was unlikely that the news would be received in a short time.
As a last resort, the captain felt that he couldn't go back empty-handed. With so many troops, there should be no problem in mopping up those eight routes.
Therefore, we first sent people to this intersection in the north, with densely guarded sentries.
Groups of Japanese soldiers set off and followed the vanguard southward. They carefully searched every path along the way, down to every valley. As long as there were any traces, they conducted a carpet-like search in order to completely block the Eighth Route. Escape route.
As long as we are surrounded, it will be difficult to fly.
Because another army to the east is also heading towards this mountainous area.
The traces left by the Ninth Company were perfectly covered up by the rapid march of more than two hundred people by the Japanese forward squadron, which was eager to outflank the south.
The mountain wind in the valley roared more vigorously, bringing the mist in the valley to roll in all directions. It was so majestic that the Japanese who were going up and down the mountain and outflanking the south had to slow down.
Because, a Japanese soldier walking on the mountain ridge, maybe because he didn't rest well and didn't take a steady step, was directly blown off the cliff by a sudden mountain wind. The white sky was filled with mist, and the screams lasted for a long time before they suddenly stopped.
The team immediately fell silent, leaving a shadow in their hearts. On a day like this, if the Eighth Route Army could just find a place to hide, would they still be able to find it?
The lieutenant felt anxious in his heart. Those idiots in the military must be crazy. Before setting off, he heard that the place where the Eighth Route Army finally disappeared was almost forty miles away from where it is now. What is the difference between finding a needle in a haystack in such a mountainous area?
I walked all day during the day yesterday and walked around midnight at night. The mountain road was difficult to navigate, so I stopped. However, I received such an unfortunate order. There were only forty or fifty soldiers from the Eighth Route Army and two brigades. Isn't this just a cannon to kill mosquitoes?
After a brief pause, the lieutenant had no choice but to order the troops to move southward again. No one dared to be careless anymore, and they all moved cautiously.
The guy who fell off the cliff, let the messenger go back and notify the logistics to deal with it. It is impossible for the imperial warrior to be eaten by wild beasts.
The silent team worked hard to cross another mountain and emerged from the mist, only to find that there was still a mountain in front of them. They passed through a valley in the mist, and then there was another valley. The occasional birdsong in the mountain was unknown. The famous insects shouted loudly to declare their territory, until at a certain moment, a cry was stepped on by a leather shoe into a pool of green juice, but the surrounding sounds did not change at all.
In the vast and vast summer, the empty valley is still filled with endless desolation. The shrubs are black in the mist, and when you get closer, you realize that they are actually green!
The same thing happens in countless valleys.
The Japanese were really searching this mountainous area with no target, just like a few hunting dogs, but they still took a chance on bees that they knew were unlikely to be caught.
In the rugged and rugged valley, a team marched tiredly, flowing in the mountain wind. The team of more than 200 people looked like at least a reinforced company. The dirty clothes had not been washed for eight hundred years. Face, it must have been a long journey.
The distance between the teams spreads out, some are dense and some are sparse, stretching for a long time, like a meandering stream in a ravine.
The military uniforms are all gray, but the colors are different shades. Very few of them are without patches. The guns on their backs are of various lengths. If you look carefully, you can see that there are even shotguns for shooting clay and gunpowder. There are also a few that don't even have guns, but they are carried on their backs. The big knife walked in front of the team, constantly waving at the dead trees and branches blocking the road in the bushes on the roadside. A few who didn't even have a big knife clenched the shuttlecock in their hands.
In the mountains, companies of the Eighth Route Army like this are very common. Such troops are the real Eighth Route Army, while the Ninth Company is a different kind. It is no wonder that they are considered by the Political Department to be suspected of collaborating with the enemy.
It's like a big family, the son who stays in his hometown, everyone uses the old sleeve with a big knife and a shuttle mark, and suddenly there is a poor guy who is originally the poorest. It's understandable that he is holding a Czech style. Half of you have a 38 rifle. , The devil's crooked tricks are outrageously luxurious.
Can it not make people think about it?
Right now, this person is just a poor relative. Maybe he has received an order to reinforce the troops at the headquarters. From the looks of it, he must be a non-main force, a young junior, and the hair at the corner of his mouth has not turned green yet.
Perhaps, this is the first time on the battlefield.
