It's dark and the moon is high.
The mountain wind was accompanied by noisy sounds. The two sides were not far apart and could not hear each other clearly. The observation post tried hard to keep its ears up but was still nervous.
There seemed to be a sound, and two gray figures crawled back in the night.
"Password!"
"What the hell!" The voice seemed a little listless, getting closer and closer. When the two people next to the observation post heard the voice of squad leader Tang, they quickly crawled out to help.
"Squad leader, are you injured?"
"What the hell, I was bitten by a ghost bullet!"
"He Gensheng, come here quickly, there are wounded!" A gray figure dragged the two of them to the stone and shouted over his head.
The sound echoed in the valley, the slightly bright moonlit night was deserted.
"Your grandma, Tang Dagou... asked you to shoot the grenade, but you didn't accomplish anything? Hehe, you still failed?" Luo Fugui's hearing was slowly recovering, and the surrounding sounds gradually entered his ears. He had just finished praying Guanyin.
After dark, the gunfire from both sides stopped, and the Japanese were surprised and confused. When did the Eighth Route Army's firepower become so strong? They still refused to retreat!
The Japs retreated, nearly twenty dead and more than thirty injured, with more minor injuries. Most of the minor injuries were wounds on the face and hands caused by bushes, and their eyes were wide open.
The Japanese lieutenant tried to figure out what was going on.
Facing the second lieutenant's question, no one knew. Only a ghost knows why the Eighth Route Army is so powerful!
What is Tubal Road? Didn't you say that after three shots, you will fight with the bayonet? This experience passed down by the predecessors is completely different. What evil did you do this time? So many casualties in one fell swoop! Underestimating the Eighth Route Army is definitely the main reason.
The Japs looked silly and dejected, crouching in line and listening to the sergeants' reports to the second lieutenant. For a while, the second lieutenant went a little crazy. The sergeant's report was completely different from what he wanted to know, and his answers were even more inaccurate.
Since Tubalu is so strong, they may not be able to defeat it if they fight again. It has to be slowed down. It is impossible to let the elites die meaninglessly. However, the reinforcements cannot quench the thirst of the nearby troops. It will take almost another day to come and go!
The observation post came to report that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was about to run away again!
The second lieutenant almost pulled out his command knife and chopped him up. Thinking about his status as a second lieutenant, he had better endure it.
The Ninth Company began to evacuate, carrying the wounded, and slowly retreated behind the rocks behind the hills. They immediately lay down among the rocks, pushing down the bushes, and everyone was bragging about how many Japanese they had beaten.
Next to him, Company Commander Chen found it incredible. His heart was still filled with excitement, inexplicable heat, and throbbing. He looked across the ravines, through the mountains, and into the darkness of the vast mountains. He finally understood that these guys from the Jiulian Company seemed simple, but in fact They were very rigorous and did not follow the pre-war plan at all. They fought here from the waterfall. On the surface, they were dealing with the Japanese, but they were well versed in guerrilla methods.
Some time ago, I was studying guerrilla warfare. This is not just a typical situation where the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and we harass, but there are even more soldiers coming to block it. This is something I have never seen before, and I must learn from it.
Thinking about his annihilated troops, he started to feel depressed. Without that firepower, it would be impossible to have such courage. This can only be the performance of the ninth company of the independent regiment. The commander of the ninth company, Hu Yi, is not simple. There is such a person in the Eighth Route Army. Generous, uncommon, and absolutely unique.
The apparent withdrawal of the Ninth Company was definitely not that simple. These comrades did not follow routine tactics, and the management of the team was laissez-faire. In other words, they looked like bandits!
Enough, completely enough, typical Shantou doctrine, no organization and no discipline, fighting under such a company commander, these comrades don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Just take it as it comes, maybe there will be a surprise!
Hu Yi felt that there was no need to fight with the Japanese any more. The goal was basically achieved. This tough guy no longer had to worry about it. Dozens of Japanese were killed or wounded, and their bodies could not be exposed in the wilderness. The wounded soldiers could not be ignored. Sooner or later they would give up the pursuit.
Hu Yi's heart was no longer tense. There was no point in the Ninth Company returning to the Independent Regiment now, and there was no way he could go back.
So, what’s the next step?
The mountains under the moonlight were as black as monsters, friendly, and even the stars were so cute. Time passed slowly, and it was almost midnight.
Two soldiers stood quietly under the moonlight with rifles on their backs.
Click, a crisp sound, and the silver case of the pocket watch jumped up. It was not clear because the light was too weak. Hu Yi looked out of habit. Company Commander Chen turned his back and struck a match that he had received from Luo Fugui.
At half past eleven, Hu Yi put away his pocket watch and put it in his pocket. There was snoring not far away, and the sound was continuous.
"What's next?"
"have no idea!"
"Can this be the answer every time?"
"You ask this every time..."
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There was the sound of digging and filling beside them. It was the soldiers of the Ninth Company burying the remains of their fallen comrades. There was no way to continue taking them home with them.
Home, the wine station is home. As for everything else, we will figure out the next step. For now, we have to bury it nearby first.
It was said that they were buried, but in fact they were simply built with few stones on the mountain ridge.
In the moonlight, the sound of running footsteps came.
"Who?" the sentry asked knowingly.
"What the hell!" He was the observation post arranged in front, and now he ran back, indicating that something happened.
"What's going on?" Hu Yi asked, not seeing the person clearly.
"The Japs are coming in the dark." The visitor gasped, but he couldn't tell who it was based on his voice.
No need to guess, this is the enemy preparing for a night attack and making one last move: "How many are here?"
"Yingyingchaoshao...can't count...I guess there are more than fifty."
"Have you recovered anything captured on the battlefield?"
"It's almost finished. Except for the one Tang Dagou killed earlier, nothing has been caught."
"Ah...forget it, you don't have to go back. Let Li Xiang be on alert, take a rest, go find Wang Xiaosan to get some food, and get ready to go."
"That...company commander...I am Wang Xiaosan..."
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Hu Yi's head turned dark when he remembered that he didn't seem to have eaten dinner and that the dry food had been distributed in the morning.
Soon after, the sound of shovels and pickaxes disappeared, and Chen Chong's deep voice came: "Captain Hu, it's done."
"Pack up and head south." Hu Yi ordered Hao Yun: "Hao Yun."
"have."
"Notify the team to retreat south."
In the darkness, Luo Fugui asked: "Boss Hu, can you take a break? My back is sore and my ears are still ringing."
"No." Hu Yi frowned.
"Why don't you fight the Japanese?" Mule, who always planned to run away when he saw the Japanese, asked again.
"The sun rises from the west? What do you want to do?"
"Ah... aren't you hungry?"
"Stop being so nagging, put away your scraps, seize the moment, and leave immediately! The secret service class is in front, and Li Xiang is behind the class."
The soldiers of the Ninth Company did not line up, but trotted slowly with their hands in front and back. Gradually, they formed a row and ran straight to the southeast into the moonlit night.
Someone in the remaining team muttered: "No such thing! I just took a breather, are you coming again?"
Xiao Hongying's answer came: "The fox asked you to cut off the queen, what nonsense! You lie down lower, don't get shot by the Japanese!"
"You crow's mouth, get out now..."
"Hahaha..." laughed weakly, and finally looked in the direction where the Japanese came from, then pulled the rifle off his shoulder, threw it to Hao Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, and turned around to merge into the panicked team in the darkness.
