Liu Laogeng is holding a machine gun in his hand, which looks very "Czech-style" in appearance.
It's not that I've never seen a Czech machine gun before, it's just that... the magazine of the Czech machine gun in my hand seems to be curved.
When the commander surnamed Qiu handed the machine gun to him, he specifically said to him: "...There is only one magazine. Remember to return it to me after you finish it..."
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that the head of the Eighth Route Army would throw more than twenty 38-guns at him and directly give him a machine gun.
He really didn't know how to use a machine gun, but he had seen enemy machine guns fire from a distance.
He remembered very clearly that Lao Song's guerrilla brigade didn't even have a 38-meter-large group.
Several times when he went to the detachment for meetings, Lao Song would always wave his arms when he talked about his happiness: "If anyone can get a 38-meter cap, I will make him the platoon leader!"
And the Czech machine gun...
The detachment did have one, but the barrel was long gone, and the machine gun was so worn that the parts could no longer be replaced with other guns. Captain Song shamelessly pestered his superiors to get the machine gun back. The superiors may have thought it could be reused. It was a pity that the grenade body was wasted, so I agreed to allocate it to the guerrilla detachment for training. As for the magazine...
Made of wood! It was also painted with black paint, which he touched with his own hands, and the outside was painted with the same earthen paint as the coffins prepared for the elderly in the village...
In the north of the village, people were already leaving with stretchers, and people from several other villages who had just arrived were busy working in the village.
Got the gun and loaded the bullets.
He led more than 20 militiamen in a fairly neat line and stood waiting at the grain drying field outside the village.
A long time passed.
But no Eighth Route Chief came to pay attention to them.
Maybe...forgot?
A dark figure ran to the village entrance and shouted to the village: "Everyone, move quickly, the devil is only two miles away from the village..."
Uh... This comrade should be on guard duty at the south end of the village. He has already gone back and forth twice.
He said to tell everyone to move faster... What does that mean?
Are you trying to move faster to get to the battlefield, or are you talking to other people in the village?
Just as he was about to step forward to ask for more information, the comrade had already turned around and ran away.
He was going to participate in the battle anyway, so Liu Laogeng turned around and ordered to the militiamen behind him: "Young men, let's go, let's fight the Japanese..."
...
Gunfire continued in the valley, but it was not intensive.
One party is chasing and the other is fleeing.
"How far away is it? How are you sure it's a friendly staff officer?"
"Less than two miles away, it must be them. Who else has so many submachine guns except friendly forces!
"How many puppet troops are there?"
"How many? Only the devil knows, it's all in the whole valley anyway." After answering the question, the man in charge of the reconnaissance immediately took the squad leader's water bottle and poured it into his mouth.
"What are you still waiting for? Get ready to respond immediately!" the squad leader gave the order seriously.
"We are not sure about the enemy's strength and firepower. We should retreat first..." A soldier suggested in a low voice.
"I'm telling you, if you hang out with those cowards from Jiuying again, I will..."
"What are you doing? I don't believe you can kick me to the ninth camp!" The soldier didn't give up.
"Hey, my wings are hard... But what you said makes sense. I'll spare you today, kid. I'll take care of you when I get back to Sanjiaji..."
"Tch, aren't you just asking me to clean the latrine?"
The squad leader ordered the reconnaissance soldiers: "Come with me to contact them and ask if it is them..."
The leading middle-aged man looked at the seven Second Company soldiers at the foot of the mountain and couldn't help but frown: "That's all you have?"
"Why are there just so few people? Our battalion commander is having a lively fight with the Japanese in the north..."
"You mean, you guys came as a battalion?"
"That's right!"
"Then get us out of here quickly!"
The squad leader nodded: "Okay, then... where are the people behind you who are blocking?"
"You don't have to worry about this." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he told the soldier next to him a few times, and the soldier immediately turned around and ran back to the valley.
Mountain ridge to the west of the valley.
Liu Manhe was holding up a telescope: "There are at least three hundred people!"
Captain Qin lay down next to Liu Manhe, holding the binoculars borrowed from Ma Liang in his hand: "There seems to be a submachine gun in the gunfire, and the escaped object should not be one of ours."
"It may be the remnants of friendly forces."
"Haha, these bastards are here too..."
Ma Liang was not staying with Liu Manhe, but was talking to the big dog.
After a while, the two of them walked to Crazy Yang and sat down next to him.
The big dog consoled him: "There's no point in worrying about it. Sir Hu is a good man and the nature is at ease. There are so many little devils who don't dare to attack us..."
"After fighting all afternoon, you told me that the Japanese didn't take action?"
"Do you think that if the Japanese in the canyon were lured away by us, Commander Hu would be stupid enough not to break out?"
"But there's been no movement over the canyon."
Crazy Yang, who was leaning on the rock, couldn't bear the two men chattering like flies, so he said: "They broke out to the west!"
The big dog immediately responded: "Hey, why don't you recite the Three-Character Sutra?"
"Fuck your mother..."
Big Dog didn't pay any attention to the scolding: "Hey, Mr. Yang, tell me, how did you know that Chief Hu and his men were breaking out to the west?"
"My guess..."
The big dog sarcastically said: "Chief Hu didn't break out to the east, so you guessed that he went to the west. Why didn't you guess that they went to the south?"
Yang Chengzhi was going crazy with this guy: "Don't you have ears? The gunshots in the west were ringing all night long!"
"Could it be that our reinforcements have arrived?"
"impossible."
"Why?"
"I guessed..." Madman Yang was speechless. These two people were absolutely speechless. If they really needed reinforcements, wouldn't the guerrilla detachment send someone to inform them?
Big Dog continued to ask seriously: "Crazy Yang, tell me, why do you want to hang out with Sun Mazi?"
Madman Yang was stunned for a moment, and his tone became excited: "Don't talk nonsense, Commander Sun fought bloody battles with the Japanese in Chifeng for seven days and seven nights..."
Seeing that something was amiss, Ma Liang quickly interrupted: "Brother Yang, let me ask you something. Do you know the origin of the advance team?"
"have no idea..."
"Then are the ones behind us the advancing team?"
"None of my business."
"Don't reach out and hit the smiling person. It's so stupid to carry you so far. Tell me?"
Ma Liangdao was the company commander, so he still gave him face. Madman Yang was a little helpless: "It should be a special force created by the Japanese Nakano School. I don't know the details..."
Ma Liang was stunned for a moment. This guy really knew a lot: "Haha, have you really been to Bird Country?"
"I've really been there."
"You hate the Japanese so much, why don't you join the Eighth Route Army to fight against the Japanese?"
Madman Yang saw the big dog bringing up this topic again, with a look of disdain on his face: "Is it just you?"
Ma Liang, who was standing next to him, continued to advise sincerely: "Although our weapons are not as good as yours, we have definitely killed as many Japanese as your New Fifth Army."
"It's a waste of time..." Crazy Yang closed his eyes and turned his head after saying that.
"This guy doesn't know how to behave..."
Ma Liang turned to look at the big dog: "How can you be so good? You have been hanging out with the villagers in our Ninth Camp for so long, but you didn't end up joining the Ninth Company?"
"I..." The big dog rolled his eyes and was speechless.
The big dog felt aggrieved and regretted why he agreed to that wicked girl when he left. He tried his best to persuade Yang to join the Eighth Route Army.
Ma Liang cooperated, but Yang refused to let go.
It looks like I need to give this guy some trouble!
"Report, the Japanese behind are outflanking the ridge from both sides..."
"Hurry up and ask Company Commander Ma to come over and discuss it."
Ma Liang and Captain Qin Liu Manhe soon got together again.
Liu Manhe made the opening remarks first: "Let's talk about our next plan."
Captain Qin was the first to speak: "To the east of the valley are the Japanese to the north and the puppet troops to the south. There is a big gap in the middle. I think we can pass through the enemy's gap and turn eastward, allowing the main reinforcements to have time to move the advancing troops behind. Catch them all in one fell swoop!”
"Are you overthinking it? There are so many Japs, even all the troops in our mountains put together are not enough..."
Captain Qin continued to find his opinion: "So, we have to pull out the advance team. As long as they stay away from the Japanese army, we will destroy them in one fell swoop."
"Can a Japanese be that stupid? Come here knowing there is an ambush?"
Ma Liang has been worried about the current situation of the Ninth Battalion and is not in a good mood: "Since there is only one battalion of puppet soldiers in the south, I think it is a good time to take action on this group of puppet soldiers..."
Liu Manhe was unhappy: "Don't always think about going south, is it possible?"
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