A squad of Japanese soldiers who came down from the mountain ridge were all dead.
The battlefield has been cleaned, and the Japanese corpses on the ground have not even left their crotch cloths.
Ma Liang lay on the left side of Liu Manhe, and Captain Qin lay on the right side.
Liu Manhe was proudly imparting his experience: "When fighting an ambush, you must achieve the greatest results with the smallest sacrifice. Even if you cannot destroy the enemy, you must weaken the enemy's will and at the same time take the initiative on the battlefield..."
Are these theories...necessary to learn? Ma Liang quickly asked: "I want to ask you how you usually train when you cooperate so well..."
"Well, I'll give you a training outline later..."
Captain Qin was unhappy: "Captain Ma, can you wait until Staff Liu finishes speaking before interrupting?"
"When we conduct an ambush, after selecting favorable terrain, we must seize the opportunity and attack aggressively. We are short of ammunition. If we do not have an absolute advantage in the terrain, we cannot engage in defensive warfare at all. In addition, the ambush must be combined with harassment. As long as we can Being so elusive, even behind the enemy's rear, you can fight however you want!"
Ma Liang was speechless. What Staff Liu said... I can't say that Jiuying played superbly, at least it was considered proficient...
Superb... seems to mean the same thing as perfect, I can't help but feel a little distracted...
The fifth is that it is erratic and unpredictable; the sixth is that the farther behind the enemy, the easier it is to succeed.
Captain Qin took this opportunity to impart experience to the students next to him: "The instructor said that when the enemy is strong and we are weak, we must go against the enemy's way in battle. When the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy gathers, we disperse. When the enemy is strong, we must I evade and deceive the enemy when I am small. I avoid the real and turn to the weak. I make false claims in the east and attack in the west. Also, accumulate small victories into big ones..."
A student at the back was unhappy: "Aren't you memorizing the textbook? I also know who said this!"
"Hey, you understand, but other trainees may not understand. Also, after the battle begins, you must act quickly, bravely, and resolutely. When fighting hand-to-hand combat, the gun will ring three times, and the bayonet will plunge into the enemy's belly. Go to..."
Liu Manhe couldn't help but feel a little funny. What Captain Qin said was the experience summed up by the New Fourth Army based on guerrilla warfare. It was fine for troops who lacked ammunition, but it was of little use to the special agents who had no worries about ammunition: "Captain Ma, These are your classmates, why... don't you say a few words?"
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Guerrilla detachment, regiment level.
The difference from the independent regiment is that the independent regiment belongs to the guard force of the base area directly under the jurisdiction of the division and does not participate in production and local affairs in principle.
The guerrilla detachment is a local unit organized by the combat force. It trains in peacetime, raids and evacuates the masses when encountering enemies, or fights the enemy with guns and knives.
Like the independent regiment, there is no formal designation for the theater. The names of the detachment are complicated. They are mainly named after the area of activity, or directly named after the superior designation and serial number under the jurisdiction. Some are named after the military branch, and even named after the name of the leader.
In principle, the level of a detachment is higher than that of a brigade. It may have a guerrilla brigade, or a guerrilla squadron, or a guerrilla detachment under its jurisdiction. Some detachments are organized into companies, platoons, and squads, and even include militiamen, children's regiments, and women's rescue societies...
The militiamen are mainly villagers, and their activities are mainly located near their residences. They conduct workshops during the day, train at night, or train intensively during slack periods.
The full name of this guerrilla detachment led by Lao Song is the Pingshun detachment, which operates in the joint area with friendly forces.
The mountainous area is vast and the composition of the detachment is very complex, mainly composed of militiamen.
The combat effectiveness is naturally inferior to the guerrillas who have been fighting the enemy for a long time on the plains.
After the Japanese raids, the detachment cooperated with the work team and moved most of the old, weak, women and children in the village, leaving many people in each village to ensure summer grain production.
If you encounter enemies coming to raid, use your familiarity with the mountain terrain to deal with them, and occasionally cooperate with the same guerrilla combat troops to participate in some larger-scale battles.
Six militia groups and village activists left the village overnight, which naturally attracted the attention of some interested people.
Except for a few people in charge who acted as transportation liaison officers, the people named to leave had no idea where they were going.
The team marching hurriedly on the mountain road has no leading soldiers or rearguards.
As a result, no one noticed that almost every team was dotted with some sneaky figures in the distance.
The mountain people deep in the mountains may have never seen the world, and they may not even know how to write their own names, but almost all of them have some hunting skills.
Having been in a union zone with the reactionaries for a long time, our vigilance is not low.
"Uncle Qiao, there are people following us..." A militiaman reported in a low voice to Old Man Qiao who was walking in front.
"What are you talking about? All the children in the village are in the team, who could it be?"
"I think... it might be Lan Zhiyuan from the east of the village. When the work team transferred the villagers a few days ago, he said he had a sprained foot and stayed behind. We notified him to participate in this mission before we set off in the evening. He said His foot injury has not healed yet, and the sprained foot has not healed in three days. There must be something wrong..."
Old man Qiao walked a few steps quickly and caught up with the middle-aged man in front of him: "Hey, Comrade Zhao, let me tell you something..."
The militiamen and villagers did not slow down, and the two soldiers walking in front disappeared into the darkness.
On the mountain road.
A middle-aged man was sitting on the ground in embarrassment, with a painful expression.
Weeds hung from his patched clothes.
Next to him, a shell gun hung on his shoulder, and the bayonet in his hand was sharp.
Old man Qiao was a little excited: "Tell me, surnamed Lan, why you are following us..."
The middle-aged man on the ground cried sadly: "Old village chief, I... I originally had sprained feet, but then I thought that everyone was working in the Eighth Route Army. I thought, I can't be a backward element, so I followed. ..”
"Then why don't you just follow the team?"
"My foot injury is not healed, so I can't walk fast..."
Seeing that this guy was still making excuses, Old Man Qiao felt a little resentful and changed the topic directly: "In the village, everyone pooled money to send your youngest son to school in the city... Are you worthy of everyone by doing this?"
"I'm really not a spy..."
"I didn't expect to know people but not their hearts. I watched you grow up, get married and have children. Tell me, what benefits did the Japanese give you?"
"No, I really didn't give it..."
The soldier next to him became impatient: "If he doesn't obey your orders and stays in the village in the middle of the night, he must not be a good person..."
Seeing that the Eighth Route Army had already pulled out its rifle, Lan Zhiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly kowtowed: "Sir, have mercy on me. I have no choice. Captain Wang of the county police force said that if I don't listen to them, my youngest will be kicked out of the school." ..."
Old man Qiao also thought that the soldiers next to him were going to shoot the spy, so he quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute..."
Pulling out the gun was just to scare this guy. If he really wanted to kill him, he would just stab him with a bayonet. Bullets for shell guns are very expensive now!
The soldier put away his gun.
Old man Qiao looked at Lan Zhiyuan on the ground: "You just said that you know Captain Wang of the county police force?"
How could Lan Zhiyuan dare to hide it: "I don't want to know him. Last time I went to the city to deliver food to the baby, he and his people blocked him in the city..."
"Then you know... who else has been blocked...
"I know something, Qiao Laowu from Hongsha Village..."
"Comrade, I think we should spare his life first. This matter must be investigated clearly before we make any plans...
"Then...okay..."
Old man Qiao looked very bad, as if he had eaten a fly.
He watched Lan Zhiyuan grow up and turned out to be a reactionary spy.
No wonder, every move of the Eighth Route Army in the mountains was seen by the enemy.
Suddenly I thought that the underground organizations in Lingchuan County were blamed by the enemy, and most of them were related to these spies!
Old man Qiao had been attending a private school for a few days. His superiors had been investigating the situation of a spy hidden in the base area. Unexpectedly, the spy appeared in the village under his jurisdiction. This matter was of great importance and he must be prevented from committing suicide!
However, based on his understanding of this guy, he should not have the courage to commit suicide, but for the sake of his children, who can know?
To be on the safe side, I had to reassure him: "You know, your kid is going to get into big trouble now. Tell me honestly when the time comes, and I will plead with my superiors..."
"You must save me. If my baby hadn't been in the county, I wouldn't have done this..."
Soon, the three of them were back on the road.
Another figure emerged from the darkness on the roadside and quickly followed the three people in front.
Lan Zhiyuan was caught in the middle.
There was a faint sound of a cock crowing twice in the distance.
The destination was not far away, and the four of them couldn't help but speed up their pace.
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