"Report to Staff Officer Liu, the Japanese have a radio station and are transmitting signals intensively. There are three sources!" The Japanese plane dived again and then raised to the north. The radio operator shouted at Liu Jianghe not far away.
"What do you mean?" Liu Manhe was stunned for a moment.
"The Japanese plane in the sky should be equipped with a radio this time. It is impossible for him to use two at the same time. It is basically certain that the Japanese in the north have a radio..." the operator reported again.
"Hey, you still understand this stuff?" The big dog's voice came from behind a pile of thatch.
"Stop talking..." Madman Yang, who was hiding next to the big dog, stopped him.
The operator next to him immediately explained: "It's just the most basic radio direction finding technology..."
After the operator finished speaking, he smoothly took the message handed over by the operator hidden in the same vertical crack.
After a while, there was a strange cry: "No, the deputy chief of staff and the others are surrounded by Japanese soldiers..."
...
The thirty or so Japanese soldiers had to retreat northward down the ridge in panic before they had time to storm the ridge.
Behind them, a group of national soldiers were holding submachine guns and Czech-style guns, spitting out tongues of fire.
The combat effectiveness of the Japs in the garrison is not weak.
But compared with the national soldiers equipped with automatic weapons, they are completely at a disadvantage.
No matter how accurate the gun is, it can't withstand the charge of a large number of people armed with submachine guns and intensive fire.
The grenades thrown by the Japanese did blow up many charging national soldiers.
But there are too many Chinese soldiers on the mountain!
The invincible Japanese soldiers discovered that not all Chinese soldiers would tremble under their guns!
The Japs second lieutenant who led the team made a mistake. The only ones who came up the mountain first were the Japs vanguard squad. Although many Japs behind them had strong tactical awareness, many of them were injured and could no longer meet the requirements of the main force. They were ordered to retire before being transferred to the guard force. .
Otherwise, they would not have been directly escaped while chasing the fleeing Zhang Weimin Company.
After another shot in the forehead, the fifteen Japanese on the ridge were completely turned into corpses.
The company commander who led the team to regain the mountain ridge ordered: "Collect ammunition..."
A soldier muttered: "Everyone is not used to this thing..."
Although his men had to pay more than 30 casualties to retake the mountain ridge this time, the company commander was still in a good mood and explained: "Although the guard battalion does not lack ammunition, every time it fires, it will miss one. Who knows whether it will be just right at the critical moment." How many bullets are there?"
"Hey, company commander, tell him that each of these guns can be sold for two hundred yuan on the black market. Whoever picks it up belongs to him. I guarantee they will fight..."
"Then according to what you say, doesn't the Cao Chang mirror hidden in your bag belong to you?" The company commander kicked him over: "Hurry up and hand it over. I have to ask the battalion commander to borrow the telescope now. You Is this bad platoon leader more powerful than me?"
Jin Shanchuan ran as hard as he could, sweating all over his body. He kept falling down and struggled to get up to the top of the mountain.
His chest was rising and falling like a bellows. Looking at the deputy chief of staff holding a telescope, Zhang Weimin was directing the soldiers to rescue the wounded. He gasped and urged: "What are you still doing? Hurry and break out to the north!"
Zhang Weimin conveniently picked up a submachine gun, and his eyes were sinister under the helmet: "If you interfere with the command again, I will beat you into a hornet's nest now!"
Jin Shanchuan's expression froze: "There are Japs on both sides of the valley. Currently, there are fewer Japs in the north. If we don't leave, it will be too late..."
Zhang Weimin sarcastically said: "Since you are so anxious? Why don't you take the others and leave first?"
Jin Shanchuan's face turned pale: "You..."
"Shut up if you want to survive!"
Zhang Weimin knew that what the man named Jin actually said made sense.
The Japanese had just retreated and had no time to establish a position. At this time, rushing north was the best opportunity.
But... what about after rushing down?
He probably understood what the deputy chief of staff was thinking. The military headquarters was besieged by the Japanese and lost contact, so the possibility of the radio station being damaged could basically be ruled out.
It is very likely that the military headquarters was also taken over by the Japanese!
But Li Tie's head was still resisting, but he refused to allow his group to pass. There must be something hidden in the process.
As for what happened, no one knows!
In just a few days, the situation took a turn for the worse. If Li Tietou failed, Lingchuan and the surrounding counties would all fall into the hands of the Japanese. From then on, all the people north of the Yellow River in the Central Plains, except for the Eighth Route Army who were still fighting guerrillas, would fall into the hands of the Japanese. Hands of the Japanese invaders!
Turn on the radio and contact the theater headquarters!
"Report, I have tried it before, the password has been changed in the war zone..."
"Invention code..."
Beep beep beep...
After a while, the radio operator ran to the deputy chief of staff: "Report, unified response from the theater: order to detain all units, disperse behind enemy lines, and deal with enemy guerrillas..."
Staff Officer Wei next to him sighed: "In the past two years... every time a unit loses a battle, this is the content distributed in the war zone..."
fight as a guerrilla? Jin Shanchuan's eyes lit up. He was familiar with the situation around the station and immediately stepped forward: "Brother, I have an opinion. I don't know whether to talk about it or not..."
"If you fart, let it go..."
"Since we can't go back for the time being, we might as well go west and enter Taiyue to fight guerrillas..."
"Is it possible that such a big thing happened to the military department and you don't seem to be worried at all?"
"I have been unable to contact the military headquarters. If worrying could solve the problem, there are so many of us now, and the military headquarters would have been 'worried' a long time ago!"
The deputy chief of staff raised his head and looked calmly at the valley to the north: "Follow the mountain ridge to the west, enter the plain, and then find a way to get to Taiyue..."
He was not afraid of Jin Shanchuan. As long as he waved his hand, these three people would disappear immediately. He was not willing to meet his former enemy Eight Road.
If we have different ways, we should not collude with each other!
To the east is the former New Fifth Army defense area. The New Fifth Army surrendered to the Japanese and it was absolutely impossible for them to turn back.
Now, the only option left was actually to the west.
As long as you hold on until dark, it shouldn't be difficult to get rid of the Japanese pursuers behind you...
The deputy chief of staff did not think that the Japanese who appeared around would be as elite as the advancing team.
After all, Zhang Weimin could get away with wounded soldiers...
One class in the front was the vanguard, and the team behind carried more than a dozen stretchers.
The deputy chief of staff looked across several mountain ridges, and the planes on the other side of the mountain were still buzzing and circling.
There are two other telegrams underneath the telegram in his hand. One of them reads: Hold fast and provide the exact location.
Second copy: Our reinforcements arrived at dark...
The message was torn into pieces the size of fingernails and scattered in the mountain wind.
Mountain ridge to the south.
The mountain wind rustled the bushes.
There was a smell of burnt meat coming from the thatch.
Under the helmet of the soldier who climbed back up after rolling down the mountain, his godless eyes were staring blankly at the corpses of his comrades.
Everyone has a long and narrow hole left by a bayonet.
Maybe the Japanese put out the fire in order to carry away the bodies of the dead Japanese.
Perhaps it was the blood shed by the comrades that extinguished the dead branches and leaves ignited by the grenade explosion...
He knew that the Japs did not search for him down the mountain because the Japs were very busy now and were chasing the battalion commander northward...
That's why I was lucky enough to save my life.
The comrades on the ground were still staring blankly at the sky, feeling unwilling to do so...
Dragging the comrades' bodies together, they pulled out some dead grass and picked up a lot of dry shrub branches.
He took out a match, lit it, and threw it into the withered grass.
Soon, the dead grass began to burn...
Silently watching the crackling of the mountain fire, he took off his helmet and saluted, muttering: "Squad Leader Wu...Gou Sheng...Jiang Erwa...Wai Zao...Tianshi... Bottomless pit..."
"As long as I don't die, I will burn paper for you every Qingming Festival, and I will definitely avenge you..."
"I will not let the devils take my life for you, I swear I will not be a human being..."
"You must protect me...don't let me die too quickly..."
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that no one will burn paper for you in the future, and no one will buy you wine..."
A big bubble of snot bulged from his nose. The soldier raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve: "I will definitely keep an eye on your pension. When I get rich in the future, I will build a big grave for you. It will definitely be better than The big grave dug by Sun is even bigger..."
"Wait!" The soldier raised his rifle and fired a shot into the sky.
boom...
Pull bolt...
boom...
Pull the bolt again...
Five gunshots rang out over the ridge...
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