To the north, the sun is fierce and dazzling.
The rolling hills are filled with withered shrubs and dry weeds, and there is a withered forest under the hills.
Half of the platoon led by Chen Chong was resting. It was too hot to sleep. The soldiers sat under the trees and took a nap.
A group of secret sentries stood guard on the top of the mountain. There were branches and weeds hanging around. The heat caused the hillsides and flat ground in the distance to deform and sway.
A sentry yawned and looked around cautiously. He chose a good location, hidden in a dry bush.
"It seems someone is coming!" The sentry said and kicked the sleeping soldier next to him.
"Ah? What's going on?" The man who took a nap became more energetic. He immediately got up and grabbed his gun. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully. The sound of intensive running could be heard faintly from behind the hills to the north: "You come back and report, and let the platoon leader prepare quickly!"
Just as the soldiers left, two figures dripping with sweat appeared first from the path T on the opposite hillside.
Not long after, Chen Chong, who was sleeping at the foot of the hill, led two soldiers and ran up the hill.
The two figures on the opposite side were getting closer and closer to the south. Chen Chong held up the telescope. The two people in the lens were wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms. Their clothes were soaked with sweat on a hot day. Their military appearance was still neat, and their disciplinary buttons were not untied.
Chen Chong was a little happy that he finally met a friendly force, but his vigilance did not decrease at all. With doubts, he was ready to ask about the situation first.
The two people who were advancing quickly carried shell guns on their shoulders and cloth guns on their backs. One of them had a telescope hanging on his chest. He had already pulled it down to see clearly the small hill in front of him. He had no doubts and was ready to go around it directly.
As soon as I arrived at the foot of the hill, I immediately heard a roar from above: "Stop!"
Then, the two people who were running were startled, staggered and immediately fell to the ground!
"Which one are you?" The person lying on the ground immediately asked nervously.
"Let me ask you first, which part of you do you belong to?" a voice came from the mountain opposite.
According to the past rules, if you don't reply after asking a few times, you may shoot. Lying on the ground, at a disadvantage, feeling bitter in your heart, the voice comes out: "Divisional rotation training team, which part do you belong to!"
There was no response from the other side of the mountain.
"Rotation training team, what's your background?" the sentry asked in a low voice, the platoon leader Chen Chong who had just come up.
A soldier next to him chimed in: "Oh... I've heard of district teams, county teams, anti-trafficking teams, martial arts teams, detective teams... Oh, I've never heard of this rotten training team!"
"The enemy... is still one of our own!" the sentry continued to ask Chen Chong.
"How do I know? Who do you ask me to ask?" Chen Chong was also confused.
"How about asking them?" the sentry asked again.
"Okay, let me ask." After Chen Chong finished speaking, he shouted at the bottom of his voice: "What kind of rotation training team? I've never heard of it! Where did it come from? We are from an independent regiment!"
"Independent regiment? Oops! You almost scared me! Oops... Why are you here if you don't stay in the mountains!" The soldier lying on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's none of your business that we're here to perform a mission!" The sentry raised his body and asked disdainfully.
"Hey, you bastard, how do you talk? Did your Commander Lu teach you how to talk to the leader like this?" The people below immediately responded, but stood up carelessly.
Chen Chong has a black line, how can your words be any better? Leader...what kind of leader?
Facing the muzzle of the gun, a man in his thirties walked straight up the hillside.
"I think this man is quite old, and he still serves as a top soldier. What a shame!" the sentry whispered to Chen Chong.
Then he stood up with the gun in hand: "Stop, take another step forward, I will shoot."
After the sentry finished speaking, the gun bolt clicked.
A few minutes later, a large group of people came from behind. Chen Chong probably didn't know the origin of this group of people, but he was sure that they were his own people, and they were also from the Eighth Route Army. However, the people in the group who came over were different from each other. Niuqi, briefly said a few words to Chen Chong, everyone seemed to be familiar with the independent group and the supplementary group.
What really reassured Chen Chong was that there was one person in the team, the instructor of the third battalion of his old army's supplementary regiment!
Although the various units were stationed separately and not together when they were replenishing the regiment, they had seen him before. Of course, the instructor did not remember Chen Chong.
In the team that was resting at the foot of the hillside, in addition to pistols, everyone also carried rifles, which looked very powerful.
In addition, there is a guard platoon, but the weapons and equipment of all of them are still inferior to those of Chen Chong's half platoon of more than twenty soldiers.
A young man in his mid-twenties walked up to Chen Chong. He seemed to be the leader. He looked at Chen Chong seriously: "The defense area of your independent regiment is in the south. Why did you come to the north?"
"This... I'm not sure... If you want to ask... you have to ask our company commander!" Chen Chong was helpless as he didn't know the person coming.
The instructor I know seems to be unable to speak in front of the leader in front of me. It seems that the person in front of me should be a "big" leader.
This team, called the rotation training team, started shouting and screaming as soon as it came up. There were more than a hundred people in it. The instructor of the third battalion whom I knew was lighting a fire beside the newly dug pit, also serving as the team leader!
Chen Chong was a little confused, instructor? Battalion leadership? But he became a gang leader. What's going on?
Apart from the young faces in the guard platoon, wouldn't the sixty or seventy people in front of them... all be instructors or battalion commanders? When I discovered this formation, I felt trembling in my heart and felt a little stupid.
"Hey, kid, don't be stunned, get some food over here!" The young man was not polite.
"Uh, okay!" Chen Chong did not dare to neglect and called the soldier next to him to gather all the dry food he had prepared.
"Are you from the independent group?" the young man asked Chen Chong kindly.
"Yes! Didn't I tell you just now?" Chen Chong couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do.
"Your independent regiment is quite wealthy. You brought so much fried wheat grain? You didn't even grind it? How many days of rations is this for you?" The young man looked at the dry food bags that the soldiers kept bringing over and put them on the ground. I bought one, took out a handful, and found the wheat grains that were directly yarn.
"This is our... remaining two days of rations." Chen Chong didn't know how to answer.
"Two days? My mother, you losers!" He turned around and ordered a young man next to him: "Battle Commander Zhang, take it and make porridge."
After giving the instructions, he was not polite and continued to look at Chen Chong: "Your station is probably in the Dabeizhuang area in the mountains. Why did you come to the plains?"
"We have received a mission to develop a base here!" Chen Chong did not say that the regiment headquarters had moved.
"Oh, these places don't even see the common people, how can they develop?"
"It was arranged by the regiment leader. We only execute orders."
"So you have a station here? Is it nearby?"
"We are stationed in the south...in the village, almost fifty or sixty miles away."
"Ah? OK, how dare you run so far in one platoon?" the young man asked with great interest.
"There's no need to be afraid. This is the defense area of the military division. There are friendly forces here. Aren't the Japs just like one head and two legs?" Chen Chong felt that the young man in front of him was not much older than himself, so there was no pressure to speak.
"Yes, you are a brave soldier, I like it." The young man patted Chen Chong on the shoulder appreciatively: "How long have you been out here?"
"It's only been a day and a half now!"
"In one and a half days, you traveled fifty or sixty miles in enemy-occupied territory? It's all nonsense. It's not a good habit to speak dishonestly!" the young man said with a smile.
"It's true. We were originally out for reconnaissance this time, and we just walked through it some time ago. Our mission is to reconnoiter to the north, but we didn't meet anyone along the way, so we walked faster!" Chen Chong felt a little lonely! answer.
"Not bad! Hey, I heard Lao Lu often say that the Independent Group is poor. I think this is untrue. You guys... seem like everyone has two guns. Are you still calling them poor? Half of them are still using the 38 big guns. Guy, Lao Lu is really good, hehe, the man named Lu and Lao Ding are hiding and hiding, so they can pretend to be poor!" The young man said with emotion.
During this cadre training, I also heard that the Independent Regiment was so poor that not even a single cadre signed up. At present, a platoon leader from the ninth company of the Independent Regiment and more than 20 soldiers dared to leave the defense area far away, and The equipment is even more sophisticated. This situation is really puzzling.
