Huangwei Mountain.
Lingqiu Cave on the mountainside.
Two soldiers carried a stretcher out of the cave.
The bumpy body on the stretcher was covered with a red-soaked white cloth.
Outside the cave.
There stood a soldier with a worried look on his face, looking at the mountains in the distance in trance.
The last ray of the sun disappears into the ridgeline of the western mountains.
A yellow plum blossom on the epaulette attracts a butterfly to approach from time to time.
It has long been common for stretchers to be carried out of caves, and the soldiers did not even turn their heads.
There should be 1,233 wounded in the cave.
Because before the body was carried out, there were one, two, three, and four wounded soldiers inside.
This number is easy to remember.
An officer hurried over and shouted anxiously with a gray face: "Tuanzuo! Something bad has happened. A large number of Japanese soldiers have arrived."
The group members' expressions instantly returned to calmness, and then they turned around: "How many are there? How far away are they?"
"There is no less than one battalion of puppet troops and no less than one brigade of Japanese soldiers."
The regimental leader waved helplessly to the adjutant lying behind the machine gun at the entrance of the cave: "Inform the doctors and nurses immediately to gather and move up the mountain."
The adjutant wore a German-style steel helmet with the blue sky and white sun emblem on his head. He stood up and ran into the cave after saying: "Doctors and nurses gather together."
A certain doctor didn't even raise his eyes: "Come on, mother, don't you see that I am performing an operation?"
The nurses in the cave who were changing bandages, giving injections, and administering medicine looked nervous. They looked at the adjutant, then looked away and continued with their work.
The regimental leader then gave the order to the messenger who was covered in dried blood not far away: "Immediately order all ministries to hide and try not to engage in firefights with the enemy."
"Yes!" The messenger climbed up from the camouflage bushes and ran down the mountain.
Soon, the adjutant turned back to the regimental seat.
The group leader frowned: "Why, are you being scolded by them again?"
"I didn't scold me. No one paid any attention to me this time."
The group leader was a little decadent and hesitated for a while: "Order the guard platoon to assemble and take them away by force."
"What about the wounded?"
"Fire the gun. If you can move, you can enter the mountainside defense line. If you can't move, fire grenades to guard the cave entrance."
"We have a reinforced camp, do you want to let the brothers rest?"
"We can't stand it. Even if we fight to the last man, we will die together with the little devil."
After hearing the conversation between the two, a soldier who was recovering from his injuries in the cave came out: "You will definitely die if you stay here. How about our guard camp withdraw first?"
The leader glanced at this person: "Aren't you quite arrogant? You usually don't even take our teacher seriously? Now you want to run away?"
Otherwise, I would just make a living.
Tuanzuo suddenly pulled out his pistol.
boom.
Killed him with one shot.
The adjutant next to the regimental seat turned pale and said in a serious tone: "We can't afford to offend those bastards from the military commander."
"The morale of our army will be disturbed before the war, die!"
The adjutant sighed secretly: "Would you like to contact the staff?"
The regimental leader retracted his gun and shook his head: "They are just one company now, so coming here is in vain."
"According to their message, there are eight routes active in this area."
"Haha, do you think that just because I killed that bastard Juntong, you can just mention the Eighth Route Army?"
The adjutant was stunned for a moment: "Actually, during the battle at Zhongtiao Mountain, the Eighth Route Army was really not to blame."
The leader of the regiment shook his big-brimmed military hat: "It's our own fault for doing things too badly."
The adjutant seemed to remember some past events and gritted his teeth: "The incident at Zhongtiao Mountain really cannot be blamed on the Eighth Route Army. It was the superiors who ignored the overall situation and provoked trouble in southern Huinan and killed nearly 10,000 people, and 200,000 people were killed at Zhongtiao Mountain. The Central Army was surrounded, so they turned around and called the Eighth Route Army to help. Think about it, our 200,000-strong army is not a small army. The Eighth Route Army only has 10,000 or 20,000 people in Taihang. Why should he serve as cannon fodder for Chiang Kai-shek for nothing?"
"It's all a matter of the past, it's useless to bring it up."
"It was forced by those people from Dujuntong"
The leader shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense. If we really don't want to do it, even if they put a gun to our head, we can choose not to do it."
"However, during the Chinese New Year period, the superiors arranged to communicate with the Eighth Route Army and seemed to agree to our entry into the Eighth Route Army base area."
"Do you think those people in Chongqing have good intentions? They want us to seize the territory while the Eighth Route Army is being wiped out by the Japanese troops."
"But didn't the Eighth Route Army also agree?"
"You seem to think that the Eighth Route Army is good?" The leader narrowed his eyes and said with a gloomy expression, "Do you believe that I can shoot you right now on Chi's charges?"
The adjutant was stunned for a moment: "You can't."
"You bitch. Go and get the doctors and nurses away. Don't embarrass yourself in front of me."
The adjutant who always carried out the orders of the regiment decisively ignored the orders of the regiment this time and continued to talk: "Brothers outside the mountain sent news that a Black Tiger Village ambush the Japanese and puppet troops in Heizhugou. A great victory. .”
The leader shook his head: "What's the Black Tiger Village? Those are the people from the Eighth Road in the north."
"how do you know?"
"There are a few rabbits next to my kennel, don't we find out more about them?"
"But we haven't even died yet, and they're here to grab our territory."
"Don't linger here, send the doctors and nurses away quickly."
"But there are Japanese and puppet troops everywhere in the mountains. Where can we send them?"
The group members were speechless and let out a sigh of relief: "As long as you don't stay here, just let fate take its course."
"What to do with so many guns and ammunition left at the division headquarters?"
"Immediately arrange for someone to dig a hole next to the cave and bury it."
"Buried?" The leader was stunned for a moment. This was the emergency reserve military supplies that the 27th Army had finally saved.
"The Eighth Route Army will definitely come, and they are the only ones who might dig a hole and bury the bodies of the brothers. Just think of it as a favor to them."
"What if they don't find it?"
The leader said firmly: "No, they will definitely find it."
The adjutant shook his head. There was only one reinforced guard battalion in charge of the field hospital, with more than 500 people.
Guns, ammunition and food are sufficient.
However, it is impossible for a battalion to be a rival to a large group of Japanese soldiers.
He raised his head and looked at the remaining dim light in the west.
Perhaps, this will be the last dusk I can spend in my life.
The valley is still buzzing with insects.
Wang Yinzhi hid in the thorns, covered the struggling Liu Manhe's mouth with one hand, and warned: "You must not cough, just hold on."
Liu Manhe's head was not well with fever. He endured the discomfort in his lungs. His head was held in the woman's arms, and the faint fragrance of orchids penetrated his nostrils.
The blood all over his body seemed to be burning.
The puppet troops have passed through the canyon.
Perhaps because they were afraid of being attacked by stones thrown at them from all directions on the ridge, the large number of Japanese soldiers behind them kept their distance.
Footsteps hurried.
The moon had risen, but the little devil didn't stop at all.
There was no telling how many people there were, but the enemies who had passed through the fork in the canyon had been walking for at least two or three hours.
The enemy team is still passing.
They were not attacked by the Eighth Route guerrillas on the mountain ridge. The Japanese did not seem to want to cause trouble and ignored the Eighth Route Army who climbed the mountain ridge.
Wang Yinzhi thought silently, there must be two or three thousand people.
No matter who makes a little noise at this time, no one in the valley can escape.
The original plan to drag the wounded up the mountain ridge after dark had to be abandoned.
The frightening footsteps finally faded away.
Wang Yinzhi let go of his hand. Liu Manhe coughed twice and finally took a breath. His voice was weak: "You almost choked me to death."
"Stop talking, the enemy's baggage team hasn't appeared yet."
"Can you stay away from me?"
"Tch, you're shy? My aunt is not afraid of a yellow flower or a big girl, you're a coward." After saying that, she hugged Liu Manhe even tighter because she was worried about Liu Manhe's cough.
Liu Manhe was pressed harder by the mountain, and his muscles all tightened.
It was obviously a little cold in the valley, but it was so hot that I sweated on my forehead.
But he didn't dare to move.
The platoon leader next to me was extremely nervous.
If the comrades on the mountain ridge throw a few stones down when the Japanese come over, they will definitely kill thirty or fifty Japanese.
They did not attack the Japs. They must have been worried that the Japs would stop and look for a way up the mountain ridge, which would expose all the wounded hidden in the valley.
There was no movement for a long time, and then the platoon leader suddenly said: "Company Commander Ma, hide yourself while I go out to see Staff Officer Liu."
"Don't disturb the enemy's baggage before they appear," Ma Liang warned.
"Don't worry, the enemy's baggage team will not march at night. They will probably arrive at dawn."
As soon as a long conversation ended, a faint sound of mules and horses neighed from the north.
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