Under the moonlight.
The soldiers of the second company continued westward following the marks.
The puppet troops were still mopping up the mountains, and the troops did not dare to light torches.
After crossing the valley and ascending the beam, and then descending to the valley again, the soldier suddenly stopped: "It smells of gunpowder smoke..."
The other person next to him nodded: "I smell it too, and there's the smell of blood..."
"Squad leader, please wait... while I go over to take a look?"
After a while, the soldier came back: "The valley is full of corpses of Japs... The strange thing is... the Japs are wearing our military uniforms!"
When Kuaiji came to the corpse, he saw the armband on the corpse and his heart sank: "No, it's a comrade from the secret service..."
"No, this is a little devil..." Twenty-one shook his head.
Kuai Legs was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
"Look, their uniforms are all very short. The soldiers in the special service group are generally taller, but these people on the ground are at least half a head shorter. Who else could they be if they weren't Japanese soldiers?"
"Well, what you said seems to make sense." Kuaishan nodded: "Light the torch..."
Even if it means being discovered by the enemy, we must find out.
One corpse after another was turned to face the sky.
Quick Legs identified them one by one and muttered: "I have never seen any of these people, but they are wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms..."
Twenty-one analyzed: "Two possibilities. One is that the Japs were wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms and were killed by another group of Japs..."
Quick Legs looked at the corpses on the ground and shuddered: "Are you telling a ghost story... Is there any possibility?"
"No, these corpses were hit not only by rifle bullets, but also by 38-meter bullets, and also by shell gun bullets..." Twenty-one picked out a bullet from near the corpse, and then carefully looked at the bullet holes on the Japanese corpse. ..After a while: "Fuck, there are still bullet holes from the Japanese machine gun, and... there is no blood flowing out of these bullet holes. They should have been shot by the Japanese machine gun after death..."
"Can you also see this?"
"These warheads are just under the corpse, but there is almost no blood on the ground. They must have been placed here after death..."
Chicken machine gun? I've heard of the Czech style, the crooked handle, and the crooked handle. What kind of machine gun is this chicken machine gun?
There was a new soldier nearby who didn't understand and asked the veteran next to him: "What is a chicken machine gun?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Go and ask Kuaiji..."
"Don't you have legs yourself?"
"Company Commander, we found the mark. It's a reverse indication mark left by the special agent group... It means he went west..."
The first company commander did not hesitate: "Remember the location and immediately move west to get closer to the special agent group."
Kuaiji knew that the company commander and the cadet team were reinforcing the friendly forces, but they were not far from the special agent group now, so it shouldn't be difficult to find the battalion...
Kuaishan was not very familiar with the terrain in this area, so he walked and came to a T-junction in a valley.
He looked at the footprints on the ground and said: "The secret service team went north. There are a lot of straw shoe prints on the ground. It should be the battalion commander..."
He directly regarded the footprints left by the militiamen led by Hu Yi as the marks left by Gao Yidao.
There are still traces of the battle here. It seems that the company commander did not have time to leave a mark...
After the first company commander heard Kuaiji split the board, he immediately ordered: "Go south!"
The world is big and the battalion commander is the biggest.
...
In the tent.
The ammunition box was covered with a map, and a lantern was hung from the roof of the tent.
Six people from different distances sat on the ground around the map.
Hu Yi, commander of the ninth battalion, was in charge, Captain Qin, a member of the Anti-Japanese University, was next to him, and Li Heshui, captain of the armed work force, was opposite Hu Yi.
There were three people on the other side next to Li Heshui. The one closest to him was Li Xiang, who barely spoke, and the one further away was Luo Fugui, who was squinting and yawning.
If it weren't for the reconnaissance platoon leader next to Hu Yi who kept twisting Captain Luo Dal's arm, Captain Luo would probably have fallen back on his back.
Li Heshui pointed at the map: "...After the national army retreated and the Japanese invaded Lingchuan County, the whole county was divided into five districts. Each district set up a puppet office and patrol teams were formed in each district. Each district had jurisdiction over villages and villages. A maintenance committee has been set up..."
Hu Yi was in a daze. He stayed in the valley mainly to find out whether the friendly forces had withdrawn.
However, the Japanese supplies for the encirclement and suppression of friendly forces did not go through Lingchuan, but probably through Qixian County to the east. Therefore, he was not very concerned about the Japanese baggage entering the mountains from Changzhi, Shanxi.
Li Heshui didn't know what Hu Yi was thinking. Seeing that Hu Yi seemed tired, he had no choice but to tell Captain Qin next to him about the specific situation.
But the little girl chimed in a few words from time to time.
After going to bring back the batch of guns with Captain Qin, after talking on the road, Li Heshui never dared to look down on the reconnaissance platoon leader. The soldiers under her were all competing with each other!
The two of them had almost discussed how to conduct reconnaissance, where to set up an ambush, and how to deploy their troops and firepower. Only then did Li Heshui ask Hu Yi: "Battle Commander Hu, look, we have made a rough plan."
Xiao Hongying pulled Hu Yi, who was in a daze.
Li Heshui took out a pack of cigarettes, shook out two cigarettes, handed one to Captain Qin, and then explained again: "As long as this battle can be won, people from all over the country will know that we are back, and it will be easier to develop evidence in the future. ..."
Hu Yi retracted his thoughts, but he didn't expect that Captain Li was quite capable of doing things on the map, and his troop strength was carefully marked with large and small arrows.
"You have two to three hundred men, but only about ten of them can really fight?"
"Although they have never actually been on the battlefield, they are good at practicing martial arts and hunting in the mountains. They even had an ambush with me two days ago..."
"In other words, they have no fighting ability at all. Can I understand it this way?"
Li Heshui was stunned for a moment: "This... is indeed the case."
"Then why do you think that if they have guns, they can defeat the puppet troops with similar strength?"
"Hehe, isn't it because of you? Just say it and fight as you want..."
Hu Yi had a black line on his face: "With you guys, I think you can't even defeat a ragtag group of bandits. Am I right?"
After hearing what Hu Yi said, Captain Qin quickly explained: "The local guerrillas are indeed no match for your independent regiment. My opinion is to let the students disperse among the guerrillas and establish a grassroots command system..."
Hu Yi shook his head: "According to Captain Li, these puppet troops who were transporting baggage with the Japanese were formerly friendly security groups, which means... their combat effectiveness is not bad."
"I understand. In other words, if we really want to ambush the enemy, we don't have enough troops, right?"
Hu Yi shook his head: "You don't understand what I mean. There are so many people here. Captain Qin should know that half of them are militiamen. This ambush is not easy to fight..."
Captain Qin understood what Hu Yi meant. He said it was difficult to fight, not that he would not fight: "What do you think we should do, Captain Hu?"
Hu Yi thought for a while: "Train first. Don't you have more than a dozen platoon leaders? After three days of training, at least everyone must learn the three points and one line. Don't wet their pants as soon as the enemy fights back on the battlefield..."
Half an hour later, the sounds of bolts being pulled, bullets pushed, bullets pressed, and bullets being ejected began to be heard in the valley.
Under the moonlight, a team of more than twenty people was heading west in the valley.
"Brother Qi, do you think a machine gun can really shoot down a kid's plane?"
"If there were no anti-aircraft guns, it would be possible for the Japanese planes to fly low."
"Then how to fight?"
"There are three types of Japanese aircraft, reconnaissance aircraft, bombers, and fighter jets. They each have their own characteristics..." As a wounded man, Qi Laoqi lay on a stretcher with his head in his hands and looked at the night sky.
I don't know how long it took, but Qi Lao Qi woke up and the team stopped on a mountain ridge.
The cold air was inhaled into his lungs and felt quite comfortable. Qi Laobandi looked at the sky. It should be dawn soon. He raised his head and asked the leader of the Sacrifice League next to him: "What time is it now?"
"The rooster has crowd three times..."
"I asked you what time it is..."
"Well...I don't have a pocket watch..."
"How far is it?"
"It's already here. About two hours after dawn, the Japanese baggage train will appear."
Qi Lao Qi changed the topic: "Do the Japanese's baggage teams enter and leave the mountain every day?"
"That's right..."
"When the Japanese and puppet troops came out of the mountains, did they all carry stretchers?"
"Well, it seems that most of them are like this. Sometimes there are people who are captured by traitors and taken to the county seat..."
"What are they arresting people for?"
"Build gun towers, dig blockade trenches..."
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