The mountain road was full of security troops, lying in a row on the steep and narrow mountain road. The two soldiers pulled out the grenades without hesitation, quickly pulled the strings, and scattered them along the cliff.
The guy spinning the iron brought a smell of gunpowder smoke and fell into the chaotic ranks of the security forces, causing panic.
The security guard who raised his gun quickly threw the gun away and picked up a smoking grenade that was rolling on the mountain road. He estimated that several seconds had passed. His scalp was numb and he did not dare to be careless. He would die as a Taoist friend but not as a poor monk. , and threw it back.
Two loud sounds resounded through the mountain stream, accompanied by shouts of "There's an ambush...". The grenades above blew up two security troops and rolled down the steep hillside. The grenades thrown below exploded among the rocks, causing a massive collapse. The stone rain rolled with a puff of black smoke, and the stones hit the helmet with a clang.
There are more and more gunshots, and they are becoming clearer and clearer, mixed with the sounds of nervous breathing, and the sound of explosions is occasionally added, and the battle is fierce!
"You're still stunned! Retreat quickly!" The platoon leader of the security army was dragged up the mountain road and hurriedly gave the order.
Without seeing clearly how many people were on the mountain, another grenade passed by, and he lay down on the mountain road, crossing his legs and sliding down.
The Japs second lieutenant in the rear team was stunned by the rocks that exploded from the grenade explosion on the mountain, because he was the only one wearing a military cap. The other Japs pulled off their helmets to cover their caps after the battle started. The second lieutenant hurriedly put it on On the mountain wall, raise your telescope and look up the mountain ridge.
As gunshots rang out continuously on the mountain ridge, no target could be seen, only the security forces fled in panic from top to bottom, rolling and sliding.
Several fleeing security forces behind them occasionally fired in panic at the hill.
The camera then turned and adjusted the focus. After going back and forth a few times, I finally found two targets that I occasionally shot at. Those two dirty homespun gray military caps, with an indomitable momentum, seemed to be just two people fighting for their lives. shooting!
The camera turned again, along the mountain ridge line, going back and forth in a circle, but found nothing else.
"Machine gun ready!"
Attacking from above is very different from shooting on the ground, at least the ballistics are different. The Japanese have always been behind the team, about 300 meters away. The soldiers are not well trained, so they put the ruler to zero and gesture towards the hill.
With the crooked machine gun mounted on a raised rock, the Japanese second lieutenant issued the order at the right time: "Shoot!"
The second lieutenant held up his binoculars and cursed the retreating security forces: "These trash! Idiots! They were scared out of their wits by two Eighth Route Army soldiers!"
As the machine gun fired, bullets flew past Liangba Road.
The second lieutenant estimated the distance of those eight routes very carefully.
The machine gun kept sounding, popping, popping. The machine gunner probably rarely fired at the sky. In one burst, all the bullets hit the air. When he raised the machine gun handle, the trajectory slowly moved towards the cliff. Liang Balu was also frightened by the machine gun bullets and retracted. Head, the bullet hit the rock, splashing gravel and flying in all directions.
"Stop these pigs, just two of them! Fight back!" The Japanese put down their binoculars and gave an angrily order to the security army company commander in front of him in unfamiliar Chinese.
As soon as the machine gun fired on the mountainside, the security forces who had retreated twenty or thirty meters and huddled in a mess stopped, but it was not because they heard the order from behind, but because the mountain road was narrow, and the retreating security forces were jammed on the mountain road.
Occasionally, the Eighth Route Army appeared on the mountain, and they fired from cover. A large group of targets were close at hand, and the bullets and guns penetrated the flesh. Some guys who were so anxious that they actually piled the killed security forces beside them behind their backs, kicked them and retreated. Untimely people.
Not all the security troops were courageous. Seven or eight security troops followed the hidden position of the rocks they found and began to shoot at the cliffs. The sound of crackling bullets began to be heard from the stone walls.
An ugly security guard with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks put his finger on the trigger and fired two shots, both of which missed. This time he stopped shooting randomly and pointed the muzzle at the cliff at the end of the path as the Japanese instructors trained. Wait for the Eighth Route Army to show up!
One of the Eighth Route Army soldiers carefully poked half of his head out, intending to take a look at the situation of the security forces. Unexpectedly, a bullet whirled into his head.
The soldier next to him didn't have time to pull him back. The guerrillas dressed as ordinary people dropped the shuttlecock, pulled the soldier to a certain position, tore off the rifle next to him, and unskilledly pulled the bolt, imitating the soldier next to him. Fire down below.
"Taijun ordered a counterattack! There are only two Eighth Route Army soldiers, so don't run away! Run to the military law again!" the company commander of the security army shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Fight back, grandma! You bring the seeds, come up and fight! Who knows how many more are behind him!" A strong man cursed as he ran down, and he actually ran like a tiger on the rugged mountain road. This was so fierce.
They were all troublemakers. The company commander did not want to let his men die. He shrank his neck and shouted to the back: "Taijun, I said there are eight more routes up there."
Among the various noisy shooting sounds, the Japanese second lieutenant listened several times before he understood what the company commander was shouting. He once again grabbed the binoculars to observe, trying to see the shooting effect of the machine gun, trying to confirm whether there was anyone behind the two crazy Eighth Route Army, and found a The head covered in blood remained motionless, and there were two more shot!
Looking left and right along the shuttle line again, I saw not even a single bird among the black and yellow rocks.
The fleeing team abandoned their helmets and armor, like thousands of horses galloping and sliding down the mountain road. They fell down in embarrassment and looked for cover. They didn't even pick up their fallen guns. Their only hope was to find a stone to hide behind. .
The Japanese soldiers around them opened up their machine guns and rifles with full firepower, firing bursts of bursts of rifle fire, and the Eighth Route Army above them was completely suppressed.
Occasionally he would fight back without risking his head, relying on his excellent position.
On the messy battlefield, the Japanese second lieutenant confirmed that there were at most two or three Eighth Route Army soldiers on the mountain. Judging from their skillful blind shooting and position selection, they were all experienced veterans. So far, they could only confirm one casualty of the target. It was quite annoying. .
I have carefully observed both the left and right sides, and there is no other way out! Stupid or not? This company of the puppet army was repulsed by three Eighth Route Army soldiers, and was even more defeated by three Eighth Route Army soldiers. The second lieutenant's nose was so angry that he was so angry!
Fortunately, there were seven or eight security forces hiding behind the rocks and fighting back, and finally got some comfort. These wastes are not completely useless!
Raising his hands to the top of his head, the white gloves were the order, and the Japanese immediately stopped firing.
Instead, the seven or eight security forces clung to the stone wall and fought vigorously with the two on the top of the mountain.
The second lieutenant grabbed the saber and prepared to watch the excitement. He also used the telescope to observe the performance above and judge the situation on the Eighth Route.
The dense gunfire on the ridge made Gao Yidao finally understand that the leading soldiers and the Japanese were engaged in a firefight. After climbing the ridge, he ordered the tired team to rush for reinforcements all the time. He was injured and could not run away, so he could only be unwilling to do so. Let the two soldiers carry him and follow him. After finding a hiding place to rest for a while, they sent a little girl, an inconspicuous person who knew Li Youcai well, into the village to find the traitor and meet him by the river.
I didn't care to see that the color of the fire clouds in the sky was slowly fading. It should not be long before dark. I don't know if it was for some reason, but it brought the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke, but my heart became more at ease.
It was the dense sound of rifles that made him feel at ease, because the leading soldiers must have occupied a favorable position, otherwise, the battle would not have lasted so long. He kept running towards the place where the gunshots came from, and the gunshots became clearer and louder as they passed. deep.
