The team marched on a narrow path among towering mountains, with cliffs on one side and deep mountain streams and valleys on the other.
The westward sunshine occasionally falls on the lush mountainside.
Three or five people were in front, and more than a hundred people carried boxes and stretchers, forming a long row.
Luo Fugui, who walked at the front with a gray hat and gray military uniform, gray leggings and new cloth shoes, had three large bags hanging on his body and a Czech light machine gun across his shoulders. He was followed by more than fifty people carrying large bags and small bags and carrying bicycles. team.
Behind them, Chen Chong was carrying a stretcher and carrying the baggage.
The team was divided into two sections, with long guns on their backs and short guns on their backs, and countless machine guns.
Everyone had tired and sleepy faces. They had been marching for almost six or seven hours since dawn.
It is estimated that they walked less than thirty miles.
At the end of the team, Chen Chong was sitting on the mountain road, holding a straight branch in his hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his other hand. He looked at the correspondent who followed him: "Is there any news from the battalion commander?"
"The leading soldiers sent by the battalion commander are very fast and have already reached the foot of the mountain. The brigade set off two hours ago and should be about twenty miles behind us."
"Did you get all the ammunition back?"
"All the ammunition was recovered, some guns and mortar shells were seized..."
"What did you say? There were mortars?"
"There are several boxes, one of which was ruined by an evil girl..."
Tian Sanqi raised his head and looked at the sky: "Several things, that's it. Go back quickly and tell the company commander that we will wait in front after we climb over this mountain."
"Yes." The correspondent, who only had a shell-removing gun, said, turned around and walked back.
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Hu Yi, who was bathing in the sunset and facing the mountain breeze, looked at the team walking down the mountain in front, frowning deeply: "Are you sure?"
Madman Yang standing next to him said expressionlessly: "It can't be wrong."
"Do you have any idea?"
"The surname is Gao..." Madman Yang said with blazing eyes: "Save your life."
This guy really didn't talk much, and he managed to get three more words out of his mouth.
Hu Yi turned to Xiao Hongying and said, "Do you understand?"
Xiao Hongying leaned against the mountain wall and kept staring at Crazy Yang. She swallowed back her drool and said, "Hey, just watch."
Ma Liang, who was next to him, hesitated for a moment and then suggested: "I think it would be better if we captured them all?"
Hu Yi shook his head: "Enemies captured on the battlefield are called prisoners. Now they should be called spies. Remember clearly, there is only one fate for spies..."
"I understand." Ma Liang nodded: "For the sake of safety, I think it is better for me to lead the team to guard..."
Hu Yi shook his head: "Your arm is injured, it is safer to be led by a big dog."
Xiao Hongying on the side muttered to Ma Liang: "Hey, it's just you? How dare you compete with me for a mission?"
Hu Yi put his narrow eyes on the telescope and kept scanning down the mountain, as if he didn't hear Xiao Hongying's words.
Ma Liang was helpless: "When will we do it?"
Xiao Hongying looked around warily: "Didn't you hear what Brother Yang said? There is an elite Japanese team hidden nearby. Let's wait until we enter the mountain."
Hu Yi's brows were filled with deep worry. He was concentrating on observing the terrain at the foot of the mountain and ignored Ma Liang's questions.
Next to him, Madman Yang's clothes were swaying in the mountain wind. His dirty fists were loosened and tightened, then tightened and loosened.
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Go up the mountain.
Go down the mountain.
Go up the mountain again.
Before I knew it, it was already dusk.
The procession slowly stopped.
Tian Sanqi set off first and was waiting at the entrance of the col. When the group of people passed by, he stood directly in front of Hu Yi and said: "Batalion Commander"
Because he was nervous along the way, he marched continuously for an afternoon. Time flew by. Hu Yi had long forgotten his fatigue and asked, "Did you meet any strangers along the way?"
"I didn't even see a single ghost..."
"Are there any unusual footprints..."
"The mule is walking in front. I have to ask him about this."
"Where's the mule?" Hu Yi asked.
"Uh, sleep in front..." Tian Sanqi deliberately didn't let anyone wake up Luo Fugui, who was snoring.
"Oh my god, it's not even dark yet!" a new soldier muttered.
"I will never go to the Ninth Company in the future..." Another new soldier next to him believed deeply.
"You know nothing." The squad leader rolled his eyes at his subordinates.
Halfway up the mountain.
On a small flat ground, Wang Xiaosan was ordering the soldiers to boil water and cook in pots.
Most of the soldiers didn't know that the friendly team in the middle of the team was actually a Japanese spy.
Hu Yi glanced at the short gun team arranged by Xiao Hongying himself, casually surrounded the friendly troops, ordered meals and camp preparations.
Ma Liang arranged for soldiers to take over the sentry posts previously assigned by Luo Fugui, and the rest found a place to sit and rest.
After eating randomly, Hu Yi got up again.
After leaving the sight of the camping team, he immediately climbed up to the top of the mountain with his hands and feet, looking at the dark distant mountains under the setting sun. The dark gray mountain streams were unobstructed to the left and right.
The telescope scanned back and forth along the rugged and faint path that had just been taken along the mountain wall.
Everything was extremely calm, and I couldn't help but feel a little lost.
On the right was the Grand Canyon, and it was impossible for the Japanese to come up from there. Tian Sanqi didn’t meet any strangers along the way.
I just asked Luo Fugui, and there were footprints heading westward along the way. It was obvious that at least fifty Japanese soldiers were already walking in front of the team.
A very important point is, how did the Japs know that Jiuying would take this path.
If the Ninth Battalion turned directly towards the friendly defense area, this group of Japanese soldiers would be working in vain.
Based on the situation of the previous two days, it can be confirmed that the Japanese advance team has been following the Ninth Battalion.
If the Ninth Battalion does not return to its base and takes the little Japanese to the friendly defense area, what will be the result?
Just after passing the friendly defense zone in this area, the friendly forces followed and surrendered to the enemy. It was definitely not that simple.
How can Jiuying be so virtuous and capable that the Japanese take it so seriously?
Therefore, the target of the little devil could not be the Ninth Battalion, and it was basically certain that they were coming for the secret service group.
The situation is very serious. If we change the route to the south, the enemy will still aggressively attack friendly defense areas, and the consequences will be unpredictable.
The Japanese were so bold that they actually sent people to sneak into the ninth camp.
Although they now know their true identity, they have become a hot potato.
If they were killed or driven away, the Japs in the mountains would most likely attack Jiuying.
The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. This feeling is very bad.
The only advantage is that he already knows the details of this group of devils.
These guys actually have radios. In other words, they can mobilize planes for bombing at any time.
Otherwise, just kill this group of devils and be done with it.
There is really no end to these dog-skin plasters.
Even if we kill all the Japs who have sneaked into the Nine Camps now, what will be the final result?
Luring the Japanese to attack Jiuying?
It is unknown how many Japanese soldiers entered the mountain and what their equipment was like.
Really headache.
Soon, after dinner, Ma Liang, with a squad of soldiers and a large number of ropes on his back, quietly headed north and disappeared into the night.
If you don't find the best solution, report it to your superiors.
No one knows if there are other Japanese who entered the mountain through other means.
The superiors have an intelligence system that can at least analyze the real purpose of this group of devils.
Even if Ma Liang's arm was injured, he had to be allowed to make this trip.
Hu Yi's face finally calmed down and he returned to the campsite.
Xiao Hongying came closer. The two of them were in the downwind position, so they were not afraid that anyone would hear what they were saying.
"Fox, I think... let's just kill them."
"Then what?"
"Hey, aren't we just a small team of Japs? We have artillery, what are you afraid of?"
"Did you forget that their radio station can attract planes?"
"We were just a company half a month ago. We have small arms and legs. How could the Japanese think that we are worthy of using the plane?"
Hu Yi shook his head and stared at Xiao Hongying in front of him: "Strengthen your vigilance."
"Hey, we've been divided into two classes. One class will watch them for half the night, and the other class will watch them for the rest of the night. Their every move can't escape my eyes." "Be careful."
"An order has been issued, so no one is allowed to talk about the situation in the Ninth Company. Besides, I won't do it myself. Hey, I'm just a girl now."
"Are the people from the Taoist sect reliable?"
"It should be no problem. Most of them are from poor families and have to work together to survive in enemy-occupied areas..."
"Has Luo Fugui's scout been arranged?
Xiao Hongying was old-fashioned and said: "Don't worry, he stayed in Li Huanzhang's platoon for the time being and changed his name. As long as he doesn't meet Li Xiaolian face to face, there will be no mistakes in this matter."
Hu Yi sighed deeply, feeling a little tired.
Xiao Hongying said nothing.
Hu Yi fell into deep thought again.
Finally leaving the battlefield, the soldiers began to show various mixed emotions. Some were excited because they had enough bullets. The soldiers who had a shell gun for the first time polished the gun with envy in their eyes.
Some soldiers silently mourned their fallen comrades.
Mosuo, the excited recruit, held the steel gun in his hand. He missed home from time to time, imagining how good he would be if he went back with the gun on his back.
Platoon leader Gao had a smile on his face and was changing the dressing of Madman Yang's brother on the stretcher.
Not far away, the big dog holding a rifle and half-squinting eyes seemed to be taking a nap, but in fact it was as alert as a night dog hearing footsteps.
Next to him, Li Laosan, whose arms were hanging on his chest, began to purr.
Madman Yang squatted next to Platoon Leader Gao, feeling mixed.
Enemy? A savior?
I finished this chapter. Unexpectedly, I have written nearly a thousand chapters. Although not many people read it, it at least made up for my regret about the deserted eunuch.
Writing this book hurt my body and I didn’t even have enough money for cigarettes.
By the way, I would like to recommend a friend’s book: The Reckless Heroes of the War of Resistance.
At the starting point, there were not many books to read about the Anti-Japanese War.
Because there are too many restrictions, I opened a new book: Urban Dimension Administration.
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