The mountain slope is very large and the mountain road is difficult to travel.
This is also the reason why the Ninth Battalion, carrying large bags and bicycles, walked for half an afternoon yesterday and couldn't get very far.
The trail leading up from the mountain stream intersects with the trail heading westward halfway up the mountain.
Amidst the rapid footsteps, seven gun-toting puppet soldiers trotted all the way down the mountain road towards the friendly positions ahead.
Looking at the hillside again, the group of deserters seemed to be trying to get ahead of them up the mountainside.
The pseudo-squad leader began to calculate. He had been slower during the break. It seemed that the friendly forces would kill or capture those deserters in advance.
Not far across the way.
Use the turns of the mountain road to set up defensive positions.
Li Xiang looked at the puppet troops to the east with his gun in hand, and ordered the squad leader next to him: "Ask the identity of the friendly troops below..."
The man next to him immediately turned sideways, looked at the approaching "friendly troops" down the mountain, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, which unit are you from?"
Platoon leader Gao looked up and saw the puppet army cap. He immediately lay down on the hillside and shouted: "No, there are enemies above!"
After saying that, there was an imperceptible joy on his face, and he whispered to the side: "Go back first..."
The dozen or so Japanese soldiers nearby carried out the order resolutely, and then both of them slipped down the mountain.
Platoon leader Gao saw a black line on his head: "Stop...stop quickly..."
The elites behind were a little confused. They had climbed hard for a long time and were almost halfway up the mountain. You asked everyone to retreat, and now you asked them to stop. What do you mean?
However, no one asked on the battlefield. The soldiers were very disciplined and the soldiers carried out the orders given by the superior officers.
The squad leader on the mountainside was a little stunned when he saw these deserters about to leave. Suddenly he thought of the puppet army uniform he was wearing, and he suddenly realized it and lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid, we are the Eighth Route Army. We just passed through your defense area yesterday..."
This guy is so big-hearted and doesn't use his brain at all when he speaks. How can he tell someone who he is as soon as he meets someone?
It seems that we can't blame him. After all, Li Xiangpai is now all in puppet army uniforms. If there are no puppet troops guarding the mountain, we can't just ignore the friendly troops and leave them alone, right?
Each Eighth Route Army soldier has different experiences, so his attitude towards friendly forces is also different.
At least the veteran soldier Li Xiang is not too cold towards friendly forces. After all, the current friendly forces used to heavily encircle and suppress the Red Army.
Although the two sides have cooperated in fighting the Japanese in recent years, there have been several large-scale frictions between the two sides.
Therefore, he did not have much favorable impression of these friendly forces.
If it weren't for the fact that Hu Yi was once a member of the national army, he would probably be eager for these friendly troops to fight with the puppet troops.
Everyone's perspective is different, and they will naturally have subjective opinions when looking at issues.
Although these friendly troops were probably unwilling to surrender to the Japanese, they still had some backbone, so he did not intend to embarrass them. He let them wait and deal with the group of puppet troops at the back first.
The half-immortal behind looked at the blue military uniforms at the foot of the mountain.
My mood was a little turbulent.
If not for survival, who would join the puppet army?
Unexpectedly, the current situation turned out to be a three-party gathering.
And he happened to have stayed in all three places, so his mood was even more different from ordinary people.
In fact, life is not easy for either party.
Therefore, for the first time, he gave Li Xiang a suggestion: "There are seven puppet troops over there. There are so many of us, and if we directly reveal our identity as the Eighth Route Army, they will definitely surrender..."
Li Xiang's scarred face showed no expression: "To be honest, I don't like you talking too much."
The disgraced Banxian knew what Li Xiang's temper was and reminded him: "You know our discipline..."
"What do you want to say?"
"Chief Hu is not here now, so you have to make a decision. Let's play the leading role in the current situation. Let's take down both parties first before talking about anything else."
"Then you go over now and disarm that group of puppet soldiers."
"I'm a heavy soldier, don't ask me about this."
"The heavy baggage troops are also soldiers. Don't wait any longer. Hurry up."
...
More than ten miles east.
On the mountain road.
Madman Yang's first bullet did not hit the expected target. He didn't seem to care at all. He pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet to fire in one go.
boom.
The puppet machine gunner who was about to set up his machine gun fell over when he heard the gunfire.
There was a clatter, and another bullet was loaded. If it weren't for the fake company commander who was waving his hands and shouting, he was also a battlefield veteran. When he saw that the situation was not going well, he would dodge quickly and probably kill him directly.
Bang...bang...bang...
Five rounds hit four targets.
Seeing Xiao Hongying next to her, her eyes widened.
What kind of freak is this?
It seems like you didn’t take much aim at that thing, right?
No matter how crowded the other party is, the straight-line distance is two to three hundred meters.
Even if she thought she was a good marksman, she couldn't say she could hit four out of five shots in a row.
Next to him, Li Laosan subconsciously handed over a five-round magazine.
Madman Yang lowered his head, quickly pressed the magazine into the chamber of the gun, then pushed the bolt to load the bullet. He turned around and shouted to Xiao Hongying in a hoarse voice: "Don't leave yet..."
"What do you think?" Xiao Hongying asked in a low voice to deputy platoon leader Tang, who was wearing a military cap on his side.
"This guy's marksmanship is definitely better than you and me..." Big Dog stared at him and muttered: "He defeated all the puppet soldiers by himself..."
Xiao Hongying raised her little arm and waved: "We must get him into our platoon!"
The big dog at Duanma Sihuan was a little helpless: "You also studied at the Anti-Japanese University, don't forget to check the identity of those who join the Eighth Route Army."
"I haven't even tried you..."
The big dog curled his lips: "Come on, Sister Su, you have touched my bottom all over, don't say you don't know."
"Hey, I don't believe you know?"
"Pretend, I don't know who I think you really trust."
"You heartless person, dare to set me up?"
"It's not me who's immoral, right?"
"That osmanthus..."
"Stop, what do you want to do? Just tell me..."
Gunshots were heard from the east and west.
A team heading east trotted along the mountain path.
The leading soldier collided head-on with the platoon led by Ma Liang, who was carrying ammunition. The two sides briefly exchanged the situation, and the leading soldier continued eastward.
Hu Yi looked at Ma Liang, who was parked on the side of the road with his arms hanging from his chest: "What's going on?"
"It's okay, the big dog and the girl are standing behind to stop him."
Hu Yi's face turned ugly: "Why is it the girl platoon that blocks it?"
Ma Liang had long thought that Hu Yi might ask a question: "Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with the girl's safety. I think her platoon will not be able to form a combat effectiveness unless it fights a few battles, so..."
Hu Yi nodded: "Can you still persist?"
"It's okay. This injury is nothing. I just can't do it myself." Ma Liang understood what Hu Yi meant, but the Ninth Battalion only had a few colors. Besides himself, if anyone else led the team into the friendly defense area that was taken over by the Japs, Hu Yi would definitely not Don't worry, he obviously let himself and the little girl act together.
Hu Yi didn't say any more nonsense: "Okay, you go back first. Li Xiang is guarding the north, and the enemy's situation is unknown. You can take a detour from the south to join him."
"yes."
The two sides passed each other.
Hu Yi led the team and sped up their running speed, running head-on into the messy mountain wind under the sun.
The gunshots were getting closer and closer, but they didn't seem to be dense. It seemed that the two sides should be shooting at each other from a long distance.
boom...
The sound of a cannonball suddenly sounded not far to the east.
The sound of cannon echoed in the valley for a long time.
The leading soldier running in front felt his heart sink: The girl platoon encountered the Japanese!
The Japanese generally do not equip puppet troops acting alone with mortars.
He turned a corner and said hello to the soldiers on guard there.
Immediately see clearly the situation on the battlefield not far away.
Incredible.
Behind the boulder at the corner of the mountain road.
More than 20 people squatted against the cliff next to the mountain trail...watching the fun?
The platoon leader, a girl with pigtails on her head, was standing not far behind the mortar with the ammunition box next to it, waving a small flag to instruct the soldiers in front to stuff the shells into the muzzle.
Not far away, two machine guns seemed to show no sign of firing.
A little further to the east, at the same mountain road corner, there should be a big dog, leading three figures and shooting continuously.
Further away, a long line of yellow puppet military uniforms lay on a large brown mountain road with green in it and fired back with rifles.
The pseudo company commander was holding back a ball of fire in his heart. From the exchange of fire to now, the machine gunners under his command had changed five times.
Except for the last one who didn't show up and ran forward, he emptied a magazine randomly.
He actually failed to hit a serious shot.
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