Five days later.
The Japanese who attacked from multiple directions gradually withdrew.
The soldiers of the Ninth Battalion finally embarked on their way home.
Through the marks left on the road, Ma Liangpai and the spy group were reunited.
That's right, Ma Liang's class directly turned into a platoon.
As for the review of new recruits, we’ll talk about it when we get back...
On the seventh day, the team entered the guerrilla detachment's defense area and presented ten rifles and one machine gun to express their gratitude to the guerrilla detachment for taking care of the wounded.
The secret service group and the Ninth Battalion separated and headed north. The secret service group returned to the headquarters, and the straight man from the Ninth Battalion rushed to the nearest Dabeizhuang.
On the tenth day, Dabeizhuang is in sight ahead.
The road was full of people coming out of the mountains.
Soldiers from Haoping's Third Battalion are organizing people who have moved into the mountains to go home.
"The Second and Ninth Battalions came out of the mountains?" Hao Ping looked at the soldiers who came to report with some surprise.
"Yes, Battalion Commander Gao is lying on a stretcher. There are many friendly troops in the team. There must be more than two hundred people."
He knew that the Second Battalion went to the south. As for Hu Yi's exchange with friendly forces after the Chinese New Year, he had never seen him until now. Every time the regiment held a meeting, Lao Qin came to the mountain to attend.
Because the enemy headquarters and the independent regiment in front of the division received the news of the Japanese raids in advance, and because the Ninth Battalion set up a telephone outside the mountain, they successfully avoided the Japanese raids in advance.
People can run away, but the temple cannot. The independent group's losses are also not small.
Many houses were burned and crops were destroyed.
The area near Sanjiaji, where the Second Battalion was stationed, was deserted. The newly arrived refugees had little belongings, so it was easy to move there.
All the Japs had fled before they came, so that the Japs were not even interested in setting fire to the place.
Almost no damage was done.
It is said that the base area opened by the Nine Battalions outside the mountain successfully escaped the raids. Not only did it not reduce its personnel, it was still growing and growing during this period, and even established two fixed strongholds in enemy-occupied areas.
Hao Ping finally discovered that, unknowingly, there seemed to be a considerable distance between the third battalion and the ninth battalion.
In the past, compared with the Ninth Battalion, it at least had an advantage in terms of manpower.
Now it is estimated that even an advantage cannot be maintained.
The independent regiment moved out of Dabeizhuang to the wine station, and even the division's forward command was set up at the wine station.
It seems that I have to find time to discuss it with Wu Yan, and it is not a problem to just stay in the mountains all day long.
No longer caring about why Hu Yigao Yidao emerged from the west, he began to quickly think about the development direction of Sanying.
The last bit of the afterglow in the west dissipated, and the light in the valley gradually dimmed.
The second and ninth battalions returned to Dabeizhuang before dark.
Gao Yidao got off the stretcher and walked around with a cane, looking at the familiar environment that was once again burnt by smoke.
Hao Ping faced Gao Yidao: "Injured?"
Gao Yidao nodded: "How can I not get my feet wet if I often walk by the river?"
"Are the casualties heavy?" Knowing that Gao Yidao had brought more than 300 people out, and it seemed that he had only returned a few dozen days ago, Hao Ping's tone did not seem to be very sad, but had an indescribable meaning.
Gao Yidao understood what Hao Ping meant by saying this, but he didn't explain: "Didn't you see everything?"
The first company commander stayed in the south. He discussed with Hu Yi and prepared to drag Hao Ping into the water.
I had already thought about my words, but suddenly I didn't want to tell Hao Ping.
Hao Ping didn't notice the change in Gao Yidao's tone.
The Muddy Waters River is still flowing, but most of the water in the river is missing.
The current independent regiment is seriously overstaffed, with four battalions in one regiment already exceeding 3,000 people.
The regiment leader and political commissar who returned to the wine station saw this and were very happy in their hearts.
Determined to reorganize the entire regiment's troops in response to the call from superiors to carry out wider guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines.
Efforts such as recruiting, training, and rebuilding are easy to carry out.
However, the food problem once again became an insurmountable obstacle.
Hu Yi sat on the bank of the Mushui River in Dabeizhuang upstream, squinting at the distant mountains to the south.
If there is a battle, there will be casualties. He has seen a lot of life and death. He thinks about the problem in a different direction than many commanders.
He could even see further than most people. It could also be said that he looked in the wrong direction.
It is true that he attended a military academy, but he has no direction on how to win this anti-invasion war. Now he only has one thought in his mind: to fight back to the White Mountains and Black Waters.
It's not that he hasn't thought about it before, but given his position, it's just a fantasy.
In just one month, hundreds of thousands of national troops surrendered, died, and collapsed.
However, there is no shortage of passionate people among them.
Battalion Commander Lu, who was stationed on the west side of Huangwei Mountain, led a company. Under the support of the Ninth Battalion, they had a chance to break through, but they decided to die.
There was no one left alive in the entire army field hospital.
Therefore, the red-eyed bandit Qi killed all the puppet soldiers except Bengya Gou and another puppet soldier.
He took out more than eighty wounded Japanese soldiers and threw them into the bushes to destroy their corpses.
Xiao Hongying analyzed it with him, and she couldn't hide such a big thing.
This matter must be reported to superiors.
At most, he will only be demoted, but he will definitely not be shot.
Of course, it is difficult to say what position he will be demoted to.
Confinement is definitely indispensable...
The yard that Jiuying rented is still there.
The roof was also burned to the ground.
Maybe the Japanese thought it was troublesome to fill the well, but the well that Wu Shitou dug was still there.
Several soldiers were using buckets to pull the water out of the well, lift it out of the yard, dump it on the playground, and soak it in the soil. Who knows if the Japanese have tampered with the well?
Wang Xiaosan, already the platoon leader, was instructing the cooking squad leader to make dinner, using river water.
There was a row of rifles leaning against the kitchen wall.
Light leaked out of the kitchen.
Xiao Hongying sat aside and looked at the well in a daze.
A dozen half-grown children appeared outside the wall.
The voice of the child who had a problem with Xiao Hongying in the past suddenly came out from outside the wall: "Immoral girl."
Xiao Hongying was interrupted from her thoughts and was stunned. She quickly got up and went to the house to pick up a bag and hang it on her body.
Soon, Xiao Hongying poked her head out from the wall next to the door, counted the number of people outside, and then pointed out the corresponding milk candies. After thinking about it, she picked out two more before throwing away the milk candies. He went out: "Call me sister, there will be some sweets to eat."
A group of children immediately became chaotic.
After a while, the two children raised their faces and asked blankly: "Two are missing."
"You can call me sister." Xiao Hongying tossed the two candies she picked out in her hand.
"In your dreams, you traitor, don't think that giving us a candy can make us change our tune!" One of the older children looked up.
The two children who did not get the candy, "Sister Hongying" and "Sister", immediately became traitors and followed them by holding the corners of their clothes into pockets.
Xiao Hongying threw the candy in her hand into the pockets of the two thin children. After thinking about it, she lost another one.
The two children were so excited that snot bubbled up in their noses.
The kids next to me quit...
Crazy Yang, who was wandering around, and Liu Yuanqing, who was on crutches, were coming this way.
Xiao Hongying took out a handful of bullet casings from her pocket: "Let's make peace. One for each person."
The eyes of the older children in the crowd were gleaming. This time the Japs were running fast in sweeping away the independent regiment, and there was no large-scale battle with the enemy. The bullet casings were not picked up. Seeing that the price offered by the little girl was quite high, they were a little hesitant.
Yes, the little girl gritted her teeth and took out a large number of round-headed bullets: "One round per person, change of mouth fee."
"What change of words?"
"Call me Platoon Commander Chang from now on!"
"Cut it dry."
Xiao Hongying put away the bullets: "Two rounds per person! If you don't do it, you will be knocked down."
"Okay!" Seeing that the plot succeeded, the eldest child had snot bubbles in his nose.
Yang Chengzhi looked at the pigtails on the wall and half-smiled: "What about playing house?"
Doesn't this person want to recite the Three-Character Sutra? Xiao Hongying was stunned for a moment: "Hey... we have a good environment here, right?"
"You are a grown-up girl, why is it that you are sitting on the wall?" Liu Yuanqing always felt that the scene in front of him was a bit strange. In the national army camp, it was impossible for children to sneak into the camp.
What's more, this place should be regarded as the headquarters of the ninth battalion. Under normal circumstances, a sentry must be arranged at the door.
Xiao Hongying followed and slipped down from the wall: "Come in quickly, dinner will be served right away."
A group of silly children outside the wall were turning to look at these two unfamiliar people.
Because the military uniforms worn by these two groups were different from those they often saw.
It's also gray, but without patches, and there's a disc on the military cap.
In their impression, it is not the people who can wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year, it is usually the chiefs.
"It's time to eat," the squad leader shouted in the small kitchen of Jiuying.
Soldiers who had been waiting in various rows in the yard immediately stepped forward to carry buckets and baskets.
The small courtyard is not big, and the soldiers who returned from the ninth battalion were temporarily arranged to live in the roofless houses of the original first battalion.
The children who got the bullets sneaked directly to the third camp barracks.
(End of chapter)
