After attacking the Japanese wounded barracks, he dared to join the Japanese team without running away.
The villagers were removing the clothes from the body, even the bloody bandages.
The platoon leaders under Captain Qin felt numb.
Trembling with nervousness.
Mentally redefine what it means to be bold.
I saw the captain and the people from the Sacrifice Alliance arguing, but no one came up to persuade them.
Captain Qin was stopping the old bandit Qi who was about to take action: "Don't forget the eight points of attention. The last one is not to mistreat the prisoners."
Old Bandit Qi's eyes were red: "Hey, you mother, you can see clearly. I am a member of the Sacrifice League. Your rules have nothing to do with me. If you just stab these guys who follow the devils to death, how can you mistreat them?"
"If you do this, Battalion Commander Hu will be punished."
The old bandit Qi scolded in a dark tone: "I know your mother's surname is Qin, and you are really lenient. Then why don't you go to the mountains now and see what the little devils have done?"
Captain Qin was not afraid at all: "The kid is a beast. We are not!"
"You just killed the Japanese soldiers and wounded them. It seems you also took action, right?"
"Japanese are not prisoners." Captain Qin's voice became weaker and weaker.
Hu Yi lay down in the bushes on the mountain ridge, looking through the telescope at Huangwei Mountain to the east.
There were at least a thousand Japs who could be seen, and they were crazily holding some kind of bird festival!
There seemed to be more Japanese than puppet soldiers and civilians at the foot of the mountain.
The terrain near Huangwei Mountain is completely easy to defend but difficult to attack.
However, in the face of the enemy's aircraft, artillery, and flamethrower attacks, the friendly forces had no power to fight back.
In addition, there were too many injured friendly troops, too concentrated, and the target was too large, which led to a large-scale encirclement and suppression by the Japanese.
The mountainous terrain is complex. The fewer the bonds and the smaller the team, the easier it is to avoid the Japanese raids.
If the troops or guerrillas were defeated on the 10th, it would be impossible for the Japanese to send so many troops to encircle and suppress them.
The telescope carefully searched the crowd. No prisoners were seen!
Although I look down on those who have no spine to surrender.
But when he realized that not even one person had surrendered, Hu Yi's heart began to turn cold!
I heard from friendly peripheral security posts that there were nearly 2,000 people in the mountain including the reinforced spy camp.
In other words, almost all of the nearly two thousand people died!
Put down the telescope.
Take off your military cap.
After three or four minutes of silence, he turned around and said in a trembling tone: "Withdraw."
The overcast sky continued to rain.
Among the mountains, a group of broken soldiers were followed by more than 20 soldiers, hurriedly heading east over a mountain pass.
Behind them, followed a long line of stretchers.
It looks like a good place to hide, of course, provided you bring enough food and salt.
Eating only on wild vegetables and mushrooms for ten and a half days in the deep mountains may not necessarily lead to starvation.
But humans are not animals. If they are short of salt for a long time, they simply cannot bear it.
I passed several villages in the mountains, but without exception they were all deserted.
Ma Liang led two squads and followed the friendly troops to the east, looking at the decaying mountain village in a daze.
More than 30 defeated soldiers leaned against the wall at the entrance of the village, staring blankly. Their arms were all tied with black cloth strips.
"Hey, what are they doing?" the platoon leader asked knowingly, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.
Ma Liang thought for a while: "It's probably because their official is dead."
When I walked in, I discovered that the arms of the defeated soldiers were covered with bandages dyed black with pot ash.
When the dying friendly troops saw that the Eighth Route Army was coming, they did not make any noise like before when they saw the Eighth Route Army entering their defense area.
Having been deprived of food and salt for half a month, the defeated soldiers no longer had the strength to do so. They looked at the ration bags hung diagonally on the shoulders of the Eighth Route Army soldiers and did not even have the strength to step forward to grab them.
The platoon leader who brought Ma Liang back felt something was wrong: "What happened?"
"Mr. Ling teaches him."
"I caught your old cat, what happened to him, sir?"
"He gave the porridge made by his wild wolf to the sick man. He starved to death last night."
The platoon leader rushed forward and kicked the guard to the ground: "Where is the division commander?"
"Already buried."
Ma Liang took a breath and asked in a low voice: "Aren't the friendly forces short of food?"
Lying on the stretcher, Liu Manhe tried his best to sit up: "Deputy Commander Ling? He should be from the 45th Division. He is dead."
The special company commander winked: "There is no good person among the reactionaries!"
After a lot of searching, Liu Manhe said: "Don't beat people to death with one shot. How should we evaluate this guy? We must look at the problem comprehensively. This guy is opposed to our Eighth Route Army going south, but he is not ambiguous about fighting the Japanese." , I heard that he loved his soldiers as much as his sons, and the people under his rule also spoke highly of him."
A platoon leader muttered: "If we don't fight the Japanese, we'll just create friction. We deserve to die."
Liu Manhe suddenly said: "Take off half of the food on your body."
The commander-in-chief was shocked: "Commander, what are you going to do?"
"These people must be soldiers from the division guard battalion of the friendly forces, platoon leaders. Go and ask them if any of them are willing to go to our base area."
The platoon leader immediately refused: "That staff officer, you want me to recruit them? I won't do it."
"Three Epochs"
"Okay, okay, I'm going. Why don't you go? Don't always talk about discipline."
"You kid is going to turn the world upside down."
A platoon leader entered the village and found the friendly platoon leader who had paid homage to the grave. He pulled the platoon leader aside and conveyed Staff Liu's words.
The friendly platoon leader was stunned for a while and said with hesitation, "I'll try."
Dozens of destitute soldiers gathered outside the kitchen.
As soon as the friendly platoon leader finished speaking, he was immediately criticized by a group of destitute soldiers.
"Shut up!" the friendly platoon leader shouted: "Everyone knows that the Eighth Route Army in the mountains only has a total of ten or twenty thousand people. Why can they have roots in the mountains, while we have hundreds of thousands of people? As soon as the Japanese come, we will be captured." Defeat the army?"
The staff officer in the kitchen tried his best to squeeze out and took out his pistol: "You bastard, you dare to speak to Chi for the Eighth Route Army. Do you believe that I will kill you now?"
When the friendly platoon leader saw that the staff officer had not even pulled the trigger or turned off the safety, he did not dodge at all but stepped forward and held the staff officer's wrist: "Come on. Come on, you official street boys, listen to those people in the military command." If so, then why didn’t you listen to them and join the Japs?”
The soldiers next to him had different expressions when they saw that the platoon leader was not afraid of death.
The staff officer was so hungry that he was dizzy and was knocked unconscious by the platoon leader.
The soldiers at the back quickly stepped forward and stabilized the staff member who was swaying.
The platoon leader grabbed the staff's pistol in his hand and looked at the soldiers who were in a mess at the door of the kitchen: "Everyone is smart, those bastards from the military commander have been deliberately smearing the Eighth Route Army all day long. Our division has almost been wiped out now.
However, the Eighth Route Army gave us food regardless of the previous grudges. Everyone's hearts are grown from flesh. If you continue to stay here and wait for death, I have no objection. Anyway, I will go with the Eighth Route Army later! "
The soldiers at the door of the kitchen were not calm anymore, so the reconnaissance platoon brought back five bags of dry food. With so many people, even if they dug wild vegetables to save food, they couldn't last three to five days.
But no one agreed with the platoon leader's opinion.
The friendly platoon leader, who was sitting in a hut everywhere to take shelter from the rain, was consulting with the remaining squad.
"At this time, it is serious to survive. As early as those years of the Northern Expedition, the Eighth Route Army was actually a family with us." The people in the friendly guard platoon do know more than the average soldier. Obviously, this person should have read a lot. book of.
“Aren’t we soldiers just to protect our home and country?”
"As long as you can fight the Japanese, you can go anywhere."
"It's better than staying in the mountains every day like before, waiting in fear for the Japanese to come and sweep them away."
A scrawny figure came through the hole in the wall: "Platoon Commander Ling, I'll go with you."
Followed by another.
One by one.
Platoon leader Ling suddenly asked: "Where is the staff officer?"
"He just woke up and didn't want to eat. He said he wanted to go find Mr. Ling."
Platoon leader Ling immediately stood up: "Hurry up and give the staff porridge and carry him away. I just made an agreement with the Eighth Route Army. Even if there are brothers who are unwilling to join the Eighth Route Army, as long as they are healthy, they can go back to find their old man." There is no problem with the troops.”
One of the subordinates suddenly said: "I think the Eighth Route Army has a good reputation, so this matter should be no problem."
The Japanese slowly retreated from the mountainous area.
Some of the traitors in the detective team were left behind to lead the puppet troops and continue to run rampant in the mountains.
Thousands of friendly soldiers scattered and hidden in the mountainous areas were starving due to lack of food during the Japanese raids.
Not even a small team of traitors can deal with it
