The mountain road is steep, going up mountains and down streams from time to time.
In the middle of the team.
Xiao Hongying grabbed the backpack of the soldier in front and walked carefully on the mountain path that was only one person wide.
From time to time, he turned around and muttered to Hu Yi behind him: "Fox, why don't you speak?"
Hu Yi's narrow eyes kept scanning both sides of the mountain road, seemingly not listening to her words.
"I think you are thinking too much. The Israeli army is different from the Eighth Route Army in that they stick to orders. We are developing base areas behind enemy lines. We have a mass base..."
"Yeah." Hu Yi didn't even notice that the little girl's words actually represented a very high level of consciousness, and there was still deep worry between his brows.
"You know, the friendly forces lack a mass base and therefore lack the most basic intelligence sources. Who are those Rangers? If they can't solve this problem, they will be defeated by the enemy sooner or later... Can you just say something?
"Hey, are you thinking about the vixen again?"
"Are you thinking about Aunt Zhou? What a troublesome thing, you should just say something..." Xiao Hongying suddenly stood still because the soldier in front stopped.
Hu Yi bumped into him directly.
The little girl screamed: "Hey, hey, you damn fox, do you really have no eyes?"
News from the front came quickly: "We have to climb a mountain wall ahead. Company Commander Ma said that everyone should find a flat place to rest for a while and replenish their strength..."
There are not many truly flat places on the mountain road, all of which are reserved for stretcher teams carrying the wounded.
Fortunately, before departure, all the seriously wounded were transferred to the division. The two dozen Japanese soldiers at the station, because they were all pretending to be Japanese, used more to defeat the few, and the arrangement was proper. Three people were sacrificed and more than a dozen wounded, so the battle damage was not great. .
From the moment we entered the mountain, everyone in the team was in a different mood.
After winning consecutive battles, he received the order to rest, put down the bicycle and baggage on his shoulders, sat down and started rubbing his shoulders and legs.
Talking and laughing heartlessly.
The most frequently discussed topics were veterans bragging to each other about how many more Japs they had eliminated, and sharing the thrills of the battle.
As for the elimination of a few puppet troops, if I say it, I will only get a "hmm" from my comrades...
Even though the recruits had participated in the battle themselves, they still listened with interest.
More people are still feeling heavy, unable to conceal their grief at the sacrifice of close brothers in life and death.
They hadn't slept a wink for almost the whole night. Since it was a temporary break, most people didn't seem to feel very sleepy after sitting down.
With a rifle on his back and a shell gun hanging on his back, people who had been looking forward to the shell gun finally believed what Hu Yi said.
"A shell gun with a range of only 40 to 50 meters is really useless when facing the enemy head-on, or a rifle is more reliable." The shell gun was casually thrown aside by the veteran.
"That is, holding a rifle while fighting, and still hanging a shell gun on his waist that he almost never fired during the battle... It is a complete burden."
"That's right, it's hard to get shelled bullets. Those puppet soldiers don't have many bullets..."
The recruit next to him was convinced.
They have all been on the battlefield. During this period of time, the fighting intensity was very high, and they rarely fought enemies at close range. This was what they thought unconsciously in their hearts.
The soldiers who had always been looking forward to the shells no longer seemed to envy the squad leaders with the shell guns hanging on their waists.
After all, although having a shell gun is very cool... but what's the use if it can't kill the enemy?
Besides, no matter how popular he is, is it important for him to save his life?
Another reason why soldiers are not interested in shelled bullets is that shelled bullets are difficult to obtain.
It's no wonder that the little Japs have clearly captured a lot of shell guns, but they never equip the Japs soldiers with them!
Unconsciously, new and old soldiers began to align their equipment with the Japanese... and even friendly forces.
The battle process experienced each time was different, resulting in the soldiers' understanding of the battle being different.
"...On the battlefield, you will be less burdensome and more flexible, and you will have more opportunities when you escape..." In the middle of the team, Wan Daoxi, who was lying on a stretcher, was carrying the stretcher for him. The warriors impart their experience.
All he suffered were superficial injuries. The key is that his ankle was sprained...
One of the people who carried the stretcher for him was a recruit from Tian Sanqi Company. Sitting next to Wan Shaotou, he was not convinced at all: "Then why does our platoon...company elder emphasize the need to practice bayonet fighting?"
"When you have enough bullets, fighting the enemy with a bayonet is just out of your mind." Wan Bashi didn't know the details of Jiuying, so he shook his head on the stretcher and rolled his head.
"I think what you said is wrong. If you are in a village yard or a small alley in the city, the terrain is complex, and bayonets and rifles are better than rifles."
"Well, the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. If the bullets run out, or the commander forces the order to hold on regardless of the life and death of the soldiers, it can still come in handy at this time."
"Our battalion commander will not care whether we live or die!"
"Okay, okay... Then tell me first, when did you fight in the city?"
"Hey, I've never fought in the city. That's what I'm saying. Isn't it similar to street fighting in the village?" the soldier asked curiously.
"It's almost the same. In the city where houses are densely packed, you have to make a judgment first. Those places are strategically important...forget it, you country bumpkin, I'm too lazy to tell you."
"If you don't say it, don't say it. I'm too lazy to listen..." The soldier's saliva splashed all over his face as he spoke.
"Just tell me..." Followed by another platoon leader carrying the stretcher, who was the first to follow Hu Yi through the county seat...
A group of veterans sat in front of Hu Yi, forming a group of their own, talking about different topics.
As the team gets bigger, it is naturally divided into three, six, and nine ranks. Officers and soldiers are equal... Well, I was wrong.
"...Hey...the friendly army's big eight-grain rifle is really good. It doesn't need a bolt. If I can have one, I will take the Meixian County seat tomorrow..."
"Oh, what's the point of Duanxian City? If I had that gun, I would just go and destroy the Japs' Anxian Airport..."
"Look how bad you are, you two idiots have never seen the Japanese cannons..."
The two recruits who were delivering water overheard the veteran's conversation and asked their companions curiously: "Didn't we get two of the little devils when we ambush him? Li Xiang needs three people to carry that big guy on his back. Isn't that big enough?" "
The man next to him muttered with deep understanding: "Look, we don't dare to attack the Japanese airport. I estimate that the Japanese guarding the aircraft guns must all be armed with artillery."
These words reached the ears of Hu Yi, who was sitting on the baggage next to him, and he almost swallowed water.
What evil had I done to bring out such a bunch of idiots...
It seems that the cultural study of the soldiers must be strengthened and the two hundred and fifty subordinates must have a deeper understanding of the enemy's weapons and equipment.
When I was studying at the Anti-Japanese University, the instructor made sense. Working hard to improve the cultural level of the soldiers was actually the fastest way to improve the team's combat effectiveness.
The battle process could not be finished even if it lasted for three days and three nights.
If we talk too much about the battle process, we will naturally talk about the comrades who died heroically during the battle.
At first, each of them tried hard to pretend not to care about the sacrifice of their comrades. As a sobbing sound began, someone in the team began to call the names of the sacrificed comrades from time to time, telling the good deeds of their comrades one by one.
"...Uh-huh, uh-huh... You fool, we agreed to beat the little devil back to our hometown together, and you just walked away... uh-huh, uh-huh... Don't worry, I will be a machine gunner from now on, and I won't kill them all." Those little devils, I have no shame in coming to see you..."
A new recruit from the division had tears rolling down his face and murmured: "Ah, just feel free to go and accompany the ancestor. From now on, your mother will be my mother, your son will be my son, and your mother-in-law will be my mother-in-law." ..."
Next to him, there was also a soldier from the division. He raised his hand and slapped this guy awake: "What are you talking about? You actually care about my mother-in-law. Are you still a human being?"
The one who was beaten was not convinced: "With him gone, there will be no strong labor force in the family. All three generations of his family are women and children, and they will all starve to death... How about you go and provide for his mother until she is old? How about raising his son?" big..."
"Uh... don't embarrass yourself here. Company Commander Ma has already said that we have a women's rescue association on the Eighth Route Army, and we will organize the masses to help the martyrs and military families. Yao's family is now a martyred family member, and their family's fields are covered by the Eighth Route Army. Help, there will be food rations every month..."
Hu Yi listened quietly to the words of the recruits behind him.
When Lao Qin was not here, he occasionally heard about these things, but he never took them to heart.
He finally understood that the reason why the Eighth Route Army had instructors in its companies and instructors in its battalions was that in addition to fighting, there was more work to do in peacetime.
Whether it is arranging for soldiers who have to retire after being injured, or providing literacy education and ideological work to soldiers in daily life, the workload is actually very heavy.
Although, Lao Qin's education is not very reliable...
"Report, we found two sneaky guys behind us..." Li Laosan rushed to Hu Yi from the crowd sitting on the ground.
People can't help but take a breath of cold air. Next to it is a steep cliff. At the bottom of the cliff, which is more than ten meters high, although it is a gentle slope, if you fall into the jagged rocks and bushes, you will either die or be disabled.
And this person, sitting among the dense crowd on the narrow mountain road, kept jumping and walking like the wind.
There was a lot of scolding.
End of this chapter.
Another month passed, and before I knew it, it was close to a thousand chapters. I originally wanted to make Xiaozhi Xianxian disgusted, but I didn't expect that I persisted for two years.
A thousand days and nights, thank you brothers for your continued support and love...
In the process, I also planned to write something else, but I always felt that I was not interested. Apart from deserting, I really didn’t have any interest in anything else.
Many brothers just couldn't speak. They originally planned to write four million words to transition to the Korean War, but I don't know how they will do...
I calmed down and read The Deserter again, preparing to revise it seriously...it was indeed immature when I first wrote it.
I plan to write another 600,000 words and finish it at about 3 million words.
In addition, I recommend a book about unstable balance to a good friend: "The Reckless Heroes of the War of Resistance"
Those of us who are still insisting on updating Systemless Anti-Japanese War are probably the two of us...
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