A gray figure blew out a smoke ring, then coughed hard several times.
"Damn it, you took off half a stick in one gulp. Are you capable of smoking like that?"
The person who took the cigarette cursed. He took the cigarette and held it back for a long time. Then he inhaled harder. The fire light traveled back a long way, almost burning his fingers, and caused a low but louder curse. , next to them, there was a queue, and it looked like there was only one cigarette, and they were taking turns to smoke it.
Seeing that there were not many cigarette butts left, a gray figure quickly took out a 65 bullet shell, took the cigarette, and carefully stuffed it into the copper shell containing the bullet. The primer position at the back had already been drilled through and stuffed it into his mouth. Seeing that the butt of a cigarette was mostly used up again, the hot cartridge case changed hands again.
At this moment, a man as big as an iron tower turned around the corner of the room.
When the second company commander Gao Yidao got the news, he kicked over the last smoker and hid behind the house to secretly smoke. It was not a big deal at first, but in the dark, such a low-level mistake should not be made.
The troops were on the outside of the Japanese encirclement. This kind of death-seeking behavior that might expose the target made Gao Yidao furious.
A few more soldiers came around from behind the corner of the room, loaded with guns and ammunition, and a few smoking cigarettes. Everyone was dumbfounded: "Captain Gao, isn't it?"
A gust of mountain wind blew by. On the dark face with tight eyebrows, Gao Yidao's stern gaze left the smoking warriors and looked at the warriors behind him. His eyebrows slowly raised and he announced each word sonorously. Order: "Tie them all up and put them in confinement!"
The dazed soldiers finally woke up and quickly begged for mercy: "Captain Gao, didn't we just capture the Japs? Comrades, if anything happens, I will take full responsibility for it!"
"Responsibility? Can you afford it? If you weren't the soldiers of the supplementary regiment, I would destroy you right now, do you believe it? Didn't your company commander teach you not to light a fire on the battlefield at night? "
"The devils are still far away. What kind of battlefield is this? By the way, a few days ago I...didn't you guys light a fire? Aren't we just taking a few puffs of cigarettes? As for making a fuss?"
"Stay stubborn! Huh? ... Do you know where we are now? We are on the edge of a Japanese encirclement, and you are still making excuses?"
He went up and kicked the guy who was talking, and said, "Take him away!"
The group of people slowly returned to the house.
In fact, no matter whether they smoke or not, it will only happen sooner or later if the troops are discovered by the Japanese!
An hour later, at the foot of the mountain wall.
"This path, if nothing else, is the road leading to the village above." The Japs were squatting on the edge of the cliff, and a Japs coming back from behind reported to the sergeant.
"Is our target right here? It shouldn't be right? That group of Eighth Route Army broke out and either fled south or east. No matter what, they shouldn't come north!"
"It's also possible that Tubal, who was escaping, didn't choose the right path!"
"Maybe they got lost, so they turned here!" Another Japanese suggested in a low voice.
"There is also a road on the mountain ridge. Have you notified the large forces behind to attack from the mountain ridge?"
"Already reported!"
"Has the captain ordered to send troops to go around the front and outflank him?"
"The captain said, if the outflanking takes too long, beware of long nights and many dreams. The army will crush Tubal Road directly from the mountain ridge. Let us look for opportunities to make a surprise attack!"
Looking at the zigzag road in front of him, the sergeant hesitated a little. This encirclement and suppression was too easy. The Eighth Route Army was just sent to the door. After thinking for a moment, he immediately ordered the two Japanese soldiers to continue searching southward under the moonlight. See Is there any other way, but there is no hope.
The other Japs gestured to each other. Soon, one Japs took off his rifle and backpack, handed them to the person next to him, tested them on the stone wall, and then used his hands and feet to stick to the mountain wall and slowly climbed up. It didn't take long. , another Japanese soldier left his rifle behind and followed the Japanese soldier in front, slowly catching up.
"Come up!" Three or four more Japanese soldiers clung to the mountain wall and disappeared into the path up the mountain where the moonlight could not illuminate them.
A long line of people slowly climbed up. The Japanese at the bottom looked up, holding the muzzle of his rifle to the sky. He watched the warriors climbing up the mountain carefully moving up. From time to time, some stones fell down with dust. , making some sounds, hidden in the mountain wind.
As a group of figures slowly moved upward, the moonlight seemed to gradually become brighter.
The mountain road is almost zigzag and very steep, with only room for one person to climb up and down the mountain wall. There are some thorny shrubs growing in the rock gaps on the winding roadside. Looking up, those behind can only see the same person advancing above their heads. Half sole.
The village was a little flat on the mountainside. A soldier was lying on the ground and was watching. At this time, he yawned and forcibly opened his eyes, but stared into the distance. He never expected that the enemy would discover the traces of the troops and follow them. Climbing up right under his nose.
It seemed that suddenly I heard a sound coming from below, and then a series of sounds, the sound of stones rolling down the mountain. The sound was not loud. I was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became excited, grabbed the rifle in front of me, stretched my neck out of the cliff, and prepared to go down. Look down.
Suddenly, a black head popped out from in front of him.
Da Hao, just as he was about to scream, a bayonet was inserted directly into his neck!
The news of the sacrifice of the soldiers attracted the attention of the secret sentry hiding behind.
In the darkness, the hidden whistle pointed its gun at the mountain pass. When the bright whistle stretched its neck from the front, it was discovered that something was wrong. The bright whistle's movements seemed a little strange, as if it was swinging and its body was twitching.
Suddenly I remembered the scenes on the battlefield, and I was shocked. Wasn't this the action after being hit by a bullet and before dying?
Could it be that something happened?
The secret whistler was also a veteran, and he did not ask questions rashly, nor did he move, nor did he fire a warning shot.
There is a village behind, and there is a cliff close to the bottom. If something happens, even if some Japs can get up to it, it won't be a big problem. It's impossible for many Japs to climb up.
It's just that the troops were unprepared. No one thought that the enemy would come here silently in the middle of the night.
A black thing emerged, much larger than an average person's head, and looked weird under the not-so-bright moonlight.
The muzzle of the gun was tightly aimed at the black figure, and the bolt was slowly pulled back. The subtle sound disappeared in the mountain wind. The bolt was pushed forward again, and with a click, the bullet was loaded.
Anshao half-squinted his eyes and stared at the black figure that emerged, his finger pressed on the trigger, slightly nervous.
The whistle was still there, but there seemed to be no movement.
The black shadow did not continue to rise, but turned left and right, as if looking at everything in front of it, and the hazy scenery under the moonlight came into view.
After a while, the shadow quickly rolled up, squatted on the ground, took off the rifle handed to him from behind, raised the gun, and looked around vigilantly.
Then, another black shadow emerged...
