Under the moonlight.
A collection of three families.
Gao Yidao led a team of nearly 300 people to start the attack.
In his opinion, this rescue operation was as childish as practicing marching in the mountains.
Go to the cliff somewhere in the southern base and throw a few ropes to pull up a few friendly troops. Can you call for action?
Besides, what kind of bullshit friendly forces are there? I wish that when I arrived, all those reactionaries would be dead!
If he hadn't thought he could take advantage of the opportunity to spy on the Japs running around in the valley, he would have definitely found a way to leave the task to the Third Battalion.
Amidst the footsteps of the long line of people, there were occasionally one or two coughs.
Gao Yidao, who was walking in the middle of the team, suddenly asked Kuaiji: "Have you heard any news about Hu Zasui when you came back from the regiment?"
Kuaishan quickly replied: "I asked Sun Cui about it, and she said there was no news about the return of the Nine Battalions..."
Gao Yidao said to himself: "It's weird..."
Kuai Legs, who was following Gao Yidao, thought for a moment: "Battal Commander, when we left the division with the regimental commander, they went to support and rescue Li Huanzhang. It has been so long. Even if they haven't come back, they will probably be here soon... Unless... but judging from the expression of the political commissar of the regiment, they should be fine..."
Gao Yidao said nothing, thinking about something on his mind, so that the team did not move very fast.
Quick Legs was a little anxious and reminded: "Batalion Commander, our superiors ordered us to march overnight. If we go so slowly, will it be too much?"
Gao Yidao raised his head and looked at the mountains surrounding him in the moonlight: "It's all in vain. You guys are all walking on mountain roads. Safety first!"
Kuaishan couldn't help but complain: "Our superiors want us to reach our destination within two days! The whole journey is nearly two hundred miles, and it will take us two days without eating, drinking or sleeping. Isn't this a torment?"
"Then don't sleep for the next two days, guys!"
"Battal Commander, when I left, the regimental commander said that the south is the guerrilla detachment defense area. Why did our superiors arrange for us to go all the way there?" Kuaiji naturally knew the battalion commander's attitude towards friendly forces and continued to talk.
"The friendly forces in the south have surrendered to the enemy, and the Japanese may lead the puppet troops into the mountains again to sweep up. This time, we might be able to have a good fight with the Japanese!" Gao Yidao, who was walking under the moonlight, retracted his thoughts and said with great pride: "Order ,Boost!"
...
Luo Fugui began to snore.
Hu Yi raised his leg and kicked the bear, but the snoring was still there.
He had to sit up and put his hands up. He was originally going to pinch Luo Fugui's nose, but suddenly changed his mind. He sat up and covered Luo Fugui with his marching blanket.
Then he stood up and looked around. Except for the sound of snoring mixed with the mountain wind, everything was calm in the camp.
In the past, it was usually Ma Liang who arranged the sentry duty. When Ma Liang left, it naturally fell on Tian Sanqi.
On the edge of a certain mountain cliff, Hu Yi looked at Tian Sanqi, who had wrapped himself in a military blanket and was taking a nap between two rocks: "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
Tian Sanqi yawned and poked his head out of the marching blanket: "Battal Commander...the leading soldiers went five miles north and didn't even see a single person, but...there were many scattered footprints on the ground. They should have been there not long ago." It’s what the people left behind after being transferred.”
Hu Yi sat down next to Tian Sanqi and asked casually: "Where is Li Xiang?"
"He went to check the sentry behind and sent a correspondent back not long ago. He said he found no signs of enemy pursuit, so he didn't report it to you."
Hu Yi thought carefully for a while: "After setting off tomorrow, ask Yang Chengzhi to check the area where the Japanese sleep. They must be communicating in some way that we don't know."
Tian Sanqi finally said what he had been holding in his heart: "Batalion Commander, since the Japs won't take action, why don't we speed up directly? As long as we can enter the deep mountains and occupy favorable terrain, we won't be afraid no matter how many Japs come, we won't be afraid." .”
Hu Yi looked gloomy: "Things are not that simple..."
Tian Sanqi raised his eyes helplessly: "Even if Ma Liang and the others can call for reinforcements, it's still of no use..."
"Since the devils have sent people among us, we must make good use of them."
When Tian Sanqi heard what Hu Yi said, he immediately became interested: "Then what should we do next?"
Hu Yi shook his head and looked at the darkness under the cliff: "It depends on the superiors' arrangements this time. You go to sleep first, and I will watch..."
"I'm not sleepy. I think since the kid's goal is to find the people from the special service group, we can arrange for the puppet prisoners to take away the bicycles first!"
Hu Yi sat in the mountain breeze and said calmly: "We will discuss this matter tomorrow."
Tian Sanqi pulled off the blanket on his body: "I have a quilt and a blanket here. Battalion Commander, you can use the blanket to deal with it..."
...
Under the cliff.
The guerrillas groped along the cliff and slowly headed north in the moonlight.
A guerrilla who had been hunting in the mountains for many years quickly discovered the situation: "Captain, these branches should have been broken not long ago. Someone should have walked here not long ago."
There was immediately a sound of guns being drawn in the team.
The guerrilla leader stepped forward, looked at the broken branches in the bushes, frowned and lowered his voice: "Are you sure...it's not some kind of wild beast?"
"Absolutely not! Someone must have walked in front of us..." The hunter held the shell gun sent by the Ninth Battalion in his hand. Not only was he not worried, his eyes were full of excitement.
"According to Battalion Commander Hu's analysis, there must be Japs nearby, but he didn't tell us that anyone was leaving here, so... they can only be enemies!"
"Captain, we have to go back and report to our superiors. Now we can't walk on the mountain road. What do you think we should do?"
"There must be Japs in the valley, everyone, be careful... don't make any noise!" The guerrilla captain looked around. It seemed that there were enemies everywhere, and immediately ordered: "Put away your guns and find a way to kill those who just came from here." Find me the enemies who pass by. Although we are not as good as little devils in shooting, hey, if we have to fight with knives... who is afraid of whom?"
The Japanese soldier who came down from the cliff half an hour early had no idea that a squad of guerrillas was following him.
The sergeant was moving forward along the bushes on the edge of the cliff, swinging his knife from time to time to chop down the thorny branches blocking the road.
Walking through the bushes was not easy at all. Not only did he have to reach the agreed-upon contact point not far ahead, he also had to guard against the reconnaissance posts arranged by the Eighth Route Army on the mountain. He also had to return before dawn, so he was not allowed to waste any time.
Just walk and chop all the way, instead of looking up at the cliff terrain.
After observing before dark, we will soon reach the contact point by walking a mile or so north.
The sergeant waved his sore arm and couldn't help but regret. If he had known earlier, he should have brought the men on the cliff with him. The two of them would cut down the bushes together, which would definitely be faster than him alone.
The howling sound of the mountain wind seems to be a bit louder. Fortunately, there is a mountain breeze, otherwise the noise made in the middle of the night will definitely be carried far away.
Gritting his teeth, he slashed with the knife again.
The sound of swishing keeps coming...
Suddenly there was a humming sound from the edge of the cliff...
There are wild boars!
The sergeant was stunned for a moment!
A darkness rushed directly towards him...
The sergeant had good skills. He raised his legs and kicked hard against the mountain wall next to him, and his body jumped up.
Coupled with the poor vision under the moonlit night, the wild boar jumped directly from his feet.
Immediately afterwards, the wild boar seemed to realize that the target was missing, and quickly turned around and rushed back.
The sergeant did not panic, and planned to jump up again by stepping on the mountain wall.
However, he ignored that after a long period of chopping, his physical strength was no longer as good as before, and the foot that was stepping on the wall suddenly slipped.
The leaping body did not reach the height expected...
The boar's head hit the sergeant's calf directly...
The sergeant tilted his body and fell down. Immediately, the souls of the dead emerged. Could it be that one of his dignified imperial elites died in the mouth of a wild boar?
After the wild boar hit the target, it immediately grunted proudly and continued running north, paying no attention to the sergeant who had fallen to the ground.
The sergeant, who was half frightened to death, had already pulled out his pistol, but when he saw the wild boar running away, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
If the wild boar turned around again, he was ready to shoot the guy.
Seeing that the grunt of the wild boar could no longer be heard, I quickly struggled to stand up when I suddenly felt a huge pain in my ankle...
I told him directly that his ankle was probably sprained!
Baga... held on to the mountain wall and cursed subconsciously!
Holding on to the mountain wall, he panted for a while, put his gun in his holster, and planned to cut a branch to use as a crutch.
Suddenly, he felt a sound coming from behind him, and several hands seemed to reach out at the same time.
Cover your mouth, choke your neck, hug your waist, hug your legs, twist your arms...
A voice laughed strangely: "Hey, I can kill a wolf by myself. It's just a guy like this. Don't argue with me..."
"Haha, this thing was actually humped by a wild boar!"
"Shut up!" the middle-aged man yelled in a deep voice: "It's so late at night, that wild boar will never run far...Hurry up and catch it for me..."
The two black figures quickly moved away.
"This guy just said the bird song, what should I do now?"
"It seems that there are really ghosts in this area..."
"We have captured a prisoner, and there is absolutely no problem in getting a second-class meritorious service!"
The sergeant struggled desperately and screamed strangely.
The person who caught him seemed very angry and punched him directly on the ear: "I think you are not honest!"
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