The most shocking thing was the captain of the guerrillas. The task she received was to lead the guerrillas and organize the people in the village to break out.
I didn't expect to encounter this small group of Eight Routers on the road.
They dared to attack the Japanese in an area surrounded by Japanese. Are they deliberately exposing themselves?
The Japanese were conducting a wide-net search. Once the gunshots were fired, everything would be over. They also said they wanted to inquire about some news from the headquarters. I was confused, so I followed them.
As a result, everything will come to an end, and it will be destroyed. It is only a matter of time.
He even misjudged the situation. That harmless girl was just a demon. He shot three times and killed three Japs. He was aiming at the last recalcitrant enemy!
Lying on the edge of the cliff, at such a high distance, filled with mist, it's hard to see how your hands and feet can move!
It was obvious that every time her rifle fired, a Japs were knocked down. This was easy to judge. She fired from top to bottom, and the bodies of the Japs she killed did not swing back and forth! It just fell to the ground.
Next to her small body, the big man following her, named Hao Yun, turned out to be just a guy carrying a gun. He really made a mistake.
"Grandma, don't keep looking at the enemy and beating him on the head. That helmet is pierced, and it can't even be used to boil water." Seeing that the battlefield had begun to be cleaned below, Mule's heart was itching. This time, he suffered a big loss. I missed one of the biggest opportunities after joining the Ninth Company. Feeling disappointed, I couldn't help but complain to the girl who was holding a telescope not far away after taking the last shot.
In his impression, all the Japanese who entered the mountains were rich and wealthy. Unfortunately, he was short-sighted and climbed up the cliff first, thus losing the opportunity to make a fortune.
One of the eight people in the valley was killed and four were injured! Among them, a grenade thrown by the Japanese blew up two of them.
The rest were injured while shooting at the Japanese. Those who stayed below suffered one-third casualties.
The Japanese 38 has strong penetrating power, but the bolt must be pulled to fire. In close combat, the shell gun, which is rated as one of the worst pistols in the world, has played an unprecedented role. It is accurate and it is also an automatic weapon.
The Japanese who were lying on the ground still groaning were partly attributable to the shell gun. Hu Yi's crooked shuttle shot through nearly half of the Japanese, but in fact, not a single Japanese was actually killed on the spot!
Instead, there were wounded Japanese soldiers all over the ground. Tang Dagou looked at the struggling Japanese soldier on the ground with wet eyes, and had already pulled the grenade safety. The Japanese soldier who was shot used his last strength to smash down the cover door, showing a sinister smile.
This guy who hadn't washed his face in eight hundred years calmly pulled out the bayonet, inserted it directly into the enemy's wrist, turned it hard, tore the grenade from the enemy's hand, and then threw it into the river.
The two soldiers from the special agent squad who ran back next to them watched nervously as Tang Dagou remained calm in the face of danger, until grenades exploded in the river, and several stunned fish emerged with their bellies in the air.
Hu Yi, who happened to be passing by, had a black line. This time he temporarily hid behind the rocks in the water, taking a big risk. He originally hoped to fire first from the cliff, but he sneaked up from behind to attack from below. As soon as the attack started, Hu Yi had no intention of letting go. Go a devil.
As soon as Tang Dagou was exposed first, he had to take action. At present, nearly half of the Japs on the ground were still grunting, but they had lost their fighting power and looked at the approaching group of people in despair.
Hu Yi didn't intend to be verbose anymore. He picked up the gun and called out the grenades one by one. The crawling Japs also shot them in the head.
The spies and the company didn't understand this. They thought it would be enough to use bayonets, so why waste bullets!
The two of them ran out of the valley consciously. It had been so long since the battle started, and they still had to guard against whether there were any Japs coming from behind. The remaining people began to clean up the battlefield.
The Eighth Route Army soldier who died was Tang Dagou's subordinate. He had only joined the Eighth Route Army for less than a month. Hu Yi didn't know his name yet. Tang Dagou took an engineering shovel and dug a hole in a pile of rocks on a slightly higher ground. After half a day, I couldn't dig a decent hole.
We can only cover his brother with stones piece by piece.
Hu Yi took off his hat and looked at the pile of stones quietly without expression.
Fifteen sets of Japanese equipment were seized, and the wounded soldiers who had been simply bandaged were pulled up by ropes dropped from the cliff. The wounded soldiers were howling at the top of their lungs.
Hu Yi patted Tang Dagou on the shoulder, said nothing, and turned around.
Considering the possibility of being discovered by the Japanese, all the Japanese were stripped naked, tied with rocks with mountain vines, and thrown into a deep pool that had been washed out by waterfalls for thousands of years.
As for whether he will become an injustice in the end, Hu Yi doesn't want to know.
Our current position has reached the edge of the enemy's encirclement. As a lone army, we cannot get any cover or support. If we fight against the enemy again and our position is exposed, we will definitely fight independently and eventually be surrounded by the enemy. There was no room for change, and I hoped that the Japanese would not find themselves alone and retreat from the cliff so soon.
The huge wooden frame that was erected was dismantled and washed away along the river.
The bloodstains on the rocks were cleaned away, leaving only some bullets and bullet casings in the river, indicating the stories that had happened here.
And the Eighth Route Army soldier who sleeps here will always keep an eye on the dirty souls of those invaders.
Now, first of all, we can't be stuck by the Japanese, otherwise it's hard to say whether we can run away. Secondly, we have to find survivors to complete the mission of this trip. At least until now, we haven't met any of them.
The Japs will definitely capture some prisoners, but there is no chance. In the mountains, encounters are life-or-death situations. The few men and horses I have can't even fill the gap between the Japs' teeth.
So what Jiulian needs to do now is to go up to the cliff and continue walking north along the river.
There are deep mountains and canyons everywhere, the enemy's defense must be weak, and there are higher cliffs on the cliffs!
The goal this time is to keep going north until you find survivors.
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On the top of the cliff, a Japanese captain held a telescope and looked into the canyon. Because there was a waterfall and mist below, he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only hear the intensive gunshots coming from the bottom of the cliff.
Apparently, there was another battle below, and at this time, the sound of gunfire echoed in the canyon and was inaudible.
But most of the first gunshots fired were undoubtedly Tomosaka rifles. Later, there was the sound of shooting from crooked machine guns, and then it became a mess, but finally there was the sound of shell guns, and some strangeness.
The captain felt that there must be no suspense in the battle with the small group of eight groups in front of the warriors, and it ended so quickly. He didn't bother to worry about it anymore, because the foot of the mountain was the defense zone of another army.
He is currently on a search mission. The results of this battle have been brilliant. After returning home, he should be promoted to Major. That is a sure thing.
In the battle in the valley under the cliff, the friendly forces probably discovered traces of another group of Eighth Route Army soldiers. With an explosion and a few more gunshots, there was no more sound in the canyon. The battle was over. Some people's voices should be the imperial army celebrating.
He pulled back the telescope, handed it to the soldier next to him, and told the messenger: "The battle is over. Send a report to ask about the situation of the surrounding troops. We will continue the search!"
The captain felt that it was necessary to communicate with the friendly troops below, so he pulled out his beloved Nanbu pistol, pointed it at the sky, and emptied a magazine.
Soon, the sound of Nanfang's pistol was also heard from the top of the cliff opposite.
