On the plains, the hills are full of Japanese troops climbing up the hills. Every advancing team has a leader holding a torch and "sweeping" north quickly. No one noticed that the speed of the two torch teams was much slower. Mostly.
After the mopping up troops spread out, they ran very fast, leaving the two middle teams behind. The sergeant following the torch despised the two slow teams.
In the dark night, the Ninth Company was mingling with the Japanese troops. As the group headed north, about a hundred meters away, torches shone on the uneven slope. Everyone was paying attention to their steps. They had been marching continuously since it was almost dark. For five or six hours, they had not rested since they came out of the mountains. No one wanted to run sideways to ask the team number next to them because they were exhausted physically and mentally. There was not so much energy to waste.
The Japanese messenger, riding his horse at the forefront of the torch, did not notice that after passing a small hillside, the two slowest columns miraculously disappeared.
The sergeant on the east side was a little surprised. After passing a hillside, the gap between the friendly troops, which was only about a hundred meters away, suddenly became a little wider, almost three hundred meters away.
Moreover, the distant team next to him actually kept up with his pace, so the sergeant immediately ordered: "Speed up and get rid of them."
It wasn't until he crossed the team next to him again that the sergeant let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
The sergeant leading the team to the west had a black line, and the team that was far behind unexpectedly ran to the front. The hillside in the hilly area was very difficult to walk, so why did it go so fast? If we really encounter the Eighth Route Army, we won't even have the strength to charge, and they will all be a bunch of idiots.
The sudden appearance of a large gap in the middle still aroused the sergeant's vigilance. This was unusual, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a while. Looking back, he didn't see anyone coming up. His heart skipped a beat. Could it be Tubal Road?
How is this possible? Sergeant shook his head.
But the team did not come up, and there was a large gap in the middle, so the sergeant decided to send someone to have a look.
Hu Yi was in the national army. Every time he attacked, several troops would always cower. He had seen this situation many times. He didn't expect that this method could be used in the Japanese army and it would also be effective.
Originally, he had prepared for the worst. If the Japanese were to discover him, the whole company would run south as long as they could. Luo Fugui hid in a small field. His task was to carry the troops back after the Japanese discovered the team. Su Qing ran south, and Chen Chong was responsible for taking care of the girl. Two good machine guns had been set up early.
The Japs didn't have time to assemble, so they turned directly to the north, leaving just a distance between the leading troops. As for the sudden torches, no one paid attention, because there were not many Japs in the team searching northward in squad units.
Platoon leader Wang handed the wounded to the Ninth Company, took a machine gun presented by the Ninth Company, and led the only eight soldiers who could still run north, walking in front of all the Japanese troops.
He accepted Hu Yi's order. If there was a fire later, his remaining squad would start fighting at any time. He couldn't help but admire Hu Yi's madness. How much courage and scheming it took. So far, So far, the plan seems to have been mostly successful.
Looking at the Japanese troops sweeping north from a distance, there was a gap, and the leading Japanese soldiers took the lead in heading north.
Platoon Leader Wang coughed: "Comrades, the Ninth Company has stopped advancing. Now it's our turn to do our best. Even if we kill them all, we must ensure the safety of the wounded and Officer Su."
"Captain Hu is really good. Fortunately, it's so dark that we can't see clearly. What should we do next?"
Platoon Leader Wang forced his racing heart to calm down a little: "We are attracting, not fighting hard. Company Commander Hu said, just shoot a few shots and run away. The Japanese marched long distances. We have at least two extra days of rest. To be bold, you must be cautious. If you are willing to die, There is no point in dying. Sometimes being a deserter is more valuable than dying in battle. How many can you run away from? Do you all know how to use a Japanese grenade?"
"I know, it's not the first time that grenades have been used. We are not afraid of death. I have fifty rounds of bullets and if I don't shoot three or five, I, Yang Dakui, will never be able to swallow this breath even if I die!"
Looking at the densely packed Japs team behind him, Platoon Leader Wang didn't know what to say for a moment, but his idea was simple. The Japs had gone north for almost two miles, and the Ninth Company had not been discovered yet.
But he didn't dare to prove that Jiulian was safe.
Lieutenant Platoon Wang lay down on the hillside and picked up the Czech machine gun and weighed it. Unfortunately, it only had three magazines. The Ninth Company originally wanted to give it a good one because there were many bullets, but he didn't know how to use it. He made up his mind. , no matter what, we must learn the tricks in the future, if there is a future.
There was a crash and the gun was pulled.
Yang Dakui next to him was a little anxious when he saw this situation: "Um... platoon leader, I am the fastest runner. I think it is best for our platoon to use the machine gun. You lead the comrades to retreat first and shoot two shuttles." Just run away, the devil will definitely not be able to pursue me!"
After Yang Dakui finished speaking, he pushed the 38 big cover he had just obtained in front of Platoon Leader Wang, and was about to grab the machine gun in front of Platoon Leader Wang.
Platoon Leader Wang pushed away the handed rifle and kicked Yang Dakui, who was approaching: "You bastard, get out of here. It's not your turn to make arrangements here."
Yang Dakui was not discouraged and continued to fight: "Platoon leader, you still have to lead your comrades to lure the Japs away. If you are honored and the Japs are not lured away, what will you do? What will Director Su do?"
Platoon leader Wang directly interrupted Yang Dakui: "I told you to get out, Yang Dakui, if you dare to disobey orders, I will make you a top soldier now... Believe it or not, I will shoot you right now!"
Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of Czech machine gun shooting in front, followed by a burst of howls from someone who was shot and injured, which shook the night. Unknown to the Japanese, the enemy temporarily stopped advancing.
The sudden sound reached the ears of the Japanese, and they all subconsciously fell to the ground and looked for cover.
Several of the leading soldiers in front of the Japanese were knocked over.
Don't think about it, there are eight roads ahead.
I don’t know how many Eighth Route Army there is.
According to the mission order sent by the messenger, there is a squadron of warriors in the north, which means that the Eighth Route Army must have a lot of people. As for why the Eighth Route Army dared to open fire on the plains, the reason is clear.
The Japanese were waiting for orders, but did not rush forward in the dark, because if there was no organization to advance, once they got mixed up with the Eighth Route Army, they would not be able to identify ourselves and the enemy, and it would easily cause misunderstandings and injuries.
The torch was stuck on the ground, but no one was beside the torch. The eighth road was on a hillside in front.
He could clearly hear that the eight-way machine gun on the hillside fired a magazine, and then fell into silence.
They were not afraid of the Eighth Route Army's attack, but the Eighth Route Army's ambush. After going into the mountains and achieving such great results as basically wiping out the Eighth Route Army's headquarters, no one wanted to die under the gunpoint of an unknown Eighth Route Army ambush on the way back.
Before receiving the order, most of the Japanese troops were unaware of the situation and continued to wait where they were.
The Japanese soldier who was arranged by the sergeant to contact the friendly forces was running back alone, one foot high and one foot low. He paused for a moment after hearing the sound of gunfire. The sound of gunfire was a bit far away. He watched the troops stop advancing and followed. He didn't have much to do with it, so he decided to resolutely carry out the sergeant's orders.
There was a hillside that I had just passed in front of me. After thinking about it, I thought it would be better to climb up the hillside to get a wider view, so I walked straight up the hillside.
In the distance, a black shadow was moving quietly from north to south, wading across the plain like a mouse, subconsciously ducking down. It was almost two miles away from the enemy's position. The enemy should not be able to see anything.
The Japs on the hillside looked to the south. Based on their feeling, there should be one or two teams nearby. However, they could not see anything now. Where had the people gone?
The sound of gunfire from the north came again, but it was the sound of rifles. Other than that, nothing could be heard.
The Japanese stopped there for a long time, turned around unsteadily, and ran back quickly. Fortunately, the large army stopped, otherwise, they would have had to run for who knows how long before they could catch up with the large army.
