Huangwei Mountain is located in South Taihang.
There is dense vegetation on the nearby hills.
If it hadn't been for a spy's tip, it would have been impossible for the Japanese to find the friendly field hospital hidden on the mountainside.
The enemy encirclement has been formed, there is no waiting, no persuasion to surrender.
The Japanese launched a direct attack on the field hospital.
Only a few soldiers of the Ninth Battalion understood why Hu Yi still approached the fighting area between the two sides under such circumstances.
Old bandit Qi naturally understands.
When he was leading a squad near the mountain ridge to the west, he was discovered by a friendly perimeter guard post.
The hospital is in danger.
After a few simple conversations, the guard immediately discovered that Qi Laoqiu was from the same hometown as him.
As for the old bandit Qi wearing the Eighth Route Army uniform, he didn't care at all at this time.
Qi Lao Qi didn't say much: "What's going on?"
The guard post did not hide anything: "This is a group army field hospital."
"You got the news yesterday that the Japanese were coming, why didn't you move ahead of time?"
The sentry shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There are too many wounded and we can't move them at all. Besides, the mountains are full of Japanese soldiers dragging nets to sweep them away. Where can we move them?"
"Pull a net and sweep?" Qi Lao Qi was stunned for a moment: "Since the wounded can't leave, then you should come with us quickly."
"I can't leave my brothers behind, them."
"Your mission is to guard the perimeter. The Japs have now penetrated behind you. Your mission has been completed."
"Although there are not many of us, we have been surrounded by the Japanese for a long time. If there are brothers who break out to the west, we can still help."
"I said, there are still so many puppet troops down the valley, and you can't do anything if you stay here."
"Stop talking and leave quickly."
Old Bandit Qi shook his head.
Take the people away directly and return to the west mountain ridge.
Hu Yi, who was lying on the ground, kept marking the enemy's strength, location and attack direction on the map based on the information he learned from the old bandit Qi. His mood became worse and worse.
Old Bandit Qi stared at the map and pointed at the map: "According to the warning, a large group of Japanese soldiers will be deployed in the north and west alone."
Hu Yi nodded: "There are too many enemies. Huangwei Mountain has been completely surrounded by enemies. Nothing can be done now."
Liu Yuanqing's eyes were red: "The Japs are launching a massive attack, and the puppet troops are guarding the valleys on the outside, forming a second line of defense. The people in the encirclement circle are now unable to fly."
The four crews hiding in the dense forests of the highlands kept their guns pointed toward the sky, and finally saw a swooping plane passing overhead.
"Hit me." A voice yelled.
The trajectory of the airborne machine gun began to approach the machine gun position from the dense forest in the distance.
No one dodges, and four tongues of fire rush into the sky.
In less than two seconds, two machine guns were silenced. The engine of the diving aircraft was shot, and it swayed away with thick smoke.
Then, several mortar shells hit the high ground at the foot of the mountain, and the machine guns on the high ground stopped firing.
A large number of Japanese soldiers jumped up from the ground, squatting and shouting, charging towards the mountain ridge alternately.
The red-eyed defenders no longer lay down, but jumped out of their shelters and fired fiercely with charging bullets.
From time to time, Japanese soldiers fell.
The Japanese machine guns providing cover fire kept ringing, and people fell down on the position from time to time.
Seeing that the number of people is increasing, the distance is getting closer and closer.
Both sides started throwing grenades and grenades
After the intensive explosions, the outnumbered Japanese finally took over the hilltop.
A gap was opened in the mountain ridge defense line.
Every hilltop is asking for help. The reserve team is all on the top of the hill. No one is coming to take back the top of the hill.
After a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed up the mountain, they did not stop at all and continued to rush down the mountain ridge. As long as they occupied the valley, other mountain defense forces would be directly divided.
Three flares flew into the sky.
The defenders who were fighting fierce battles with the enemy on various hilltops began to retreat, and with the help of dense forests, they began to shrink rapidly towards the vicinity of Lingqiu Cave in Huangwei Mountain.
The Japanese attacking from all directions began to occupy the surrounding hills.
Huangwei Mountain occupies a large area.
However, the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller
There are bushes all over the mountains and plains.
Many soldiers went directly into the bushes.
The Japs' advance was not slow.
There are people hiding in every sparse bush, and they are constantly shooting and dropping bombs from the bushes at the Japanese advancing in the valley.
The bush and thorn forest was originally beneficial to the defending side.
When the Japanese used flamethrowers, the last advantage of the defending national army was gone.
In addition, the troops the Japanese put into the attack were at least several times the strength of the national army that could fight!
A reinforced battalion of more than 500 people occupied favorable terrain and still could not withstand the Japanese attack with aircraft and mortars for half a day.
Guns were fired everywhere, bullets were whizzing everywhere you could see them, but not anywhere you could see them.
It rained like it never stopped.
There were shining tongues of fire everywhere, and as time went on, the buzzing in the ears turned into a buzzing in the brain.
The soldiers who kept firing back began to hallucinate, and no one noticed the fallen brothers around them.
No one paid attention to the injured shouts, and only focused on shooting at the yellow figures in the valley.
I no longer thought about whether I would be killed by a grenade fired from a grenade, or whether I would be penetrated by a Japanese machine gun bullet.
After emptying the magazine, press the bullet immediately.
He even forgot to shrink his head.
It doesn't matter whether you lie on the ground or not, the end result is death.
There is simply no choice.
There are too many enemies.
From time to time, a bell rang, and someone's helmet was shot through.
Some were lucky enough not to die during the retreat, but fired grenades and perished with the Japanese.
Some had their backs blown off, and they could only watch as the Japanese stabbed their chests with bayonets, letting out howls of agony before they died.
The sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and something that was blown up by the mortar saw its own arm.
Then no sound was heard, nothing was seen, and it fell hard into the bushes.
All I saw was flash after flash before my eyes. The light was brighter than a torch, so bright it was dazzling and my scalp was numb. It only lit up for a moment each time, and then returned to darkness.
boom.
Another aerial bomb fell from the sky.
The flashing explosion light filled the body with gunpowder smoke.
It seemed like the entire mountainous area was shaking.
The explosions and gunshots continued, slowly decreasing in intensity.
There are fewer and fewer people hiding in the bushes.
The Japanese troops began to approach the last hill.
The explosion ignited some branches and leaves, and thick smoke filled the battlefield.
The injured were crying, some were holding an empty gun and imitating gunshots in their mouths, and some were lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
Beyond that, the valley was strewn with corpses.
The few surviving soldiers began to retreat toward the mountain, firing back as they retreated.
The khaki figure that was hit fell down and never got up again.
The 38-year-old Gai and the 79-year-old rifle fired directly at each other.
Fewer and fewer people retreated up the mountainside.
There are more and more Japanese at the foot of the mountain.
Soldiers with bandages on their arms, legs and heads were lying on the mountainside.
Looking at the battlefield conditions below, there is crying, sadness and indignation, unwillingness, and anger.
Everyone knows what the result will be.
The hospital and logistics are combined, and there is no shortage of guns or bullets.
What is missing is the legs that can move around, and what is missing is the hand that can shoot.
Boxes of grenades were placed beside him.
Some of the wounded who could not lift their arms had their bodies covered with strips of high explosives and were bitten in the mouth when they pulled the match.
The nurse is still busy, still falling.
As the Japs' flamethrowers clear the bushes
The steady whir of mortar shells.
Rhythmic machine gun ballistics.
The Japanese infantry used the corpses on the ground as cover to aim and shoot at the soldiers who had not retreated to the mountainside.
Some of the people who retreated began to carry some important wounded people towards the top of the mountain.
There is no road, hacking in the bush.
It seems that you can survive by retreating to the top of the mountain.
Actually, everyone knows it.
Walking towards the top of the mountain, the bushes and thorns on the cliffs become denser.
Can't run away at all
