The sky in the east is just beginning to turn white.
The guerrilla detachment gathered together a squadron of thirty-four people from here and there, preparing to set off with the trainees to reinforce the Ninth Battalion...
The guerrilla formation is also called a squadron, which is completely different from the Japanese formation. A squad corresponds to a squad, and a squadron of three squads is actually a platoon.
The squadron leader has a shell gun, two sleeves for each squad leader, plus several for the lone shooter in the team, other large blades, spears... No, the large sword seems not enough, there are several people carrying guillotines, with guillotines in their waists. Hanging a bent hatchet...militiaman no doubt!
Ma Liang looked at the "reinforcements" arranged for him by the guerrilla detachment with a dark face.
He can easily defeat them all in one class under his command.
The student team is the treasure of each ministry. Let these experienced grassroots commanders serve as soldiers to participate in reinforcement battles. If something goes wrong, let alone the ninth battalion cannot bear the responsibility...
It’s hard to tell whether Captain Lu’s hat can be worn securely!
"Captain Ma, hurry up and leave..." Captain Qin said goodbye to Captain Song and directly pulled Ma Liang, who was in a daze.
Ma Liang did not move and looked at Captain Song at the entrance of the village: "I said...can we...discuss it again?"
"Hey, I have tried my best to gather so many people for you..." Detachment Song looked helpless and said with a wry smile: "When I finish transferring the people in the mountains, I will bring people here..."
"No...that's not what I meant. I meant to let them transfer the people..." What Ma Liang actually meant was that it might be better for the militiamen to stay and transfer the people.
Captain Song heard something different. He thought Ma Liang was saying that asking the guerrillas to evacuate the people would be better than sending reinforcements. He immediately interrupted Ma Liang: "Don't worry, I, Mr. Song, will keep my word! As long as most of the people evacuate, Once it’s over, I’ll bring reinforcements immediately, right?”
Captain Qin was originally a company commander and was selected as the captain among the trainees. He then advised: "Captain Ma, after the friendly forces surrendered, the detachment's defense area became the front line, and they really need manpower..."
Ma Liang has a black line, how can he say that he looks down on the militia at this time? He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I mean, there are not enough people like us to go through, and the Japanese can't fill our teeth..."
"You can't say that. When fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains, it's useless no matter how many Japs there are..." Captain Qin shook his head and paused for a moment: "I know you want to wait for the large troops arranged by your superiors to come, but we Setting off first will at least clear the way for your ninth battalion to retreat north."
Ma Liang stopped talking. If nothing happens, the division will receive the situation report he wrote today.
No matter how the superiors arrange it, there is no point in waiting here. More militiamen who are familiar with the terrain in this area may be of some use, so I can only nod: "Okay..."
Without further ado, the reinforcements set off.
The team of eighty-one people was divided into three parts.
Ma Liang led the team to the front, followed closely by the members of the Anti-Japanese University training team, and at the end were the guerrilla militiamen...
Not long after the team left the village, as soon as they turned around a hill, there was a burst of shouting and scolding from behind the team.
A dozen children, fourteen or fifteen and a half years old, sneaked out from nowhere in the mountains and followed the militia team.
The squadron leader of the guerrilla detachment leading the team was shouting with a dark face: "This time we are on a mission, we are not going to stand guard, we should all go back quickly..."
The leading bald boy held a sharpened stick in his hand and a wooden shell gun stuck in his waist: "We are familiar with the road..."
"Go, go, go, as long as we are here, what is your business?"
The bald boy raised his face: "Uncle, can we discuss something?"
"This discussion is nothing, get out of here..."
The bald boy immediately became angry: "Don't force me!"
"Oh, you little brat, how dare you talk to me like this? Believe it or not, I can't even become the leader of the children's group like you?"
"Tch, if you don't let me go, I'll go by myself!"
The squadron leader was angry: "How dare you!"
Captain Qin, who came to the end of the team with Ma Liang, looked at the boy with raised eyebrows and raised eyes, and suddenly became interested: "Boy, what's your name?"
"Cui Jinfeng..."
"How did you know we would go this way?"
Hey, if you want to send reinforcements, this is the closest road. We are waiting here before dawn?
Captain Qin's face turned cold: "How did you know we were going for reinforcements?"
The bald boy shrank his neck: "You had a meeting last night, and we detected..."
Captain Qin turned around and looked at the squadron leader sternly: "Take them with you..."
Captain Qin, the commander of the squadron, looked at these stupid children helplessly with the meaning in his eyes: "Thank you Captain Qin!"
"Thank you, Captain Qin..." Pao's childish voice was so excited that his nose was full of runny nose and he was shouting.
The team started fighting again.
One class of students, with two militiamen acting as vanguards, trotted forward and disappeared around the bend of the mountain ahead.
Ma Liang, Captain Qin and the squadron leader were walking in the middle.
Although they are not familiar with each other, they get along very well.
Perhaps because nine battalions were surrounded by Japanese soldiers, the atmosphere in the marching team was a bit dull.
Captain Qin saw that Ma Liang had a dark face and directly changed his title: "That classmate Ma, don't blame me. Our group also has a children's group. Although they can't go to the battlefield, they can still send out sentries to spread the news... "
Ma Liang shook his head: "I'm worried about our battalion commander, not what you said..."
"Hey, your group should also have a children's group, right?"
"Yes, there is also a female soldier company..."
"Female militia?"
Han Erniu's militia has been expanded into a female soldier company. Ma Liang didn't want to dwell on these details and said noncommittally: "Well..."
According to the intelligence provided by Ma Liang, due to insufficient troops, the reinforcement plan was divided into two steps.
The first step is to focus on the student team to clear obstacles in advance for the Ninth Battalion's northward march.
Scout the terrain in advance for subsequent reinforcements arranged by superiors.
Of course it would be better to set up an encirclement. A large group of Japanese soldiers would be absolutely invincible on the North China Plain.
I can't beat you in a head-to-head fight, but entering the mountains and fighting guerrilla warfare is the Eighth Route Army's strength!
With the support of the team, as long as the Ninth Battalion gives up its baggage and escapes from the Japanese siege at night, it doesn't seem difficult...
...
In a small forest and bushes in a mountain stream.
Seeing the sky slowly getting brighter, the middle-aged man lying on the stretcher endured the pain in his chest and waited anxiously.
Among the eight-man team, there were two wounded.
To carry the wounded out of here, we must always guard against the Japanese prisoners escaping.
Only three people can move around freely.
Originally there were nine people, but one team member was arranged before dawn
There was a sound of footsteps, and a guerrilla who was a hunter came to the middle-aged man and whispered: "Captain, there is a team wearing friendly military uniforms hidden in the woods in the valley ahead... There is about a company."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "These are probably Japs disguised as friendly forces... I want everyone to be careful..."
Don't worry, it will be night before dawn in Tugen.
After thinking for a while, his voice was trembling: "Second Dragon... we can fight now... there are only five of us... hurry up... find a place... and hide the extra guns. ..."
Erlong nodded: "Okay, when I didn't have a gun before, I always dreamed of having a gun of my own..."
On the mountain ridge.
The Ninth Battalion began to organize equipment and prepare to set off.
Xiao Hongying looked at Yin Zhi and another female guerrilla next to her.
His eyes were full of doubts.
These two seem to be at odds?
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