"Enemy attack!"
Gunfire rang out, and Chen Shusheng reacted immediately.
He had scouted the nearby terrain and found that the convoy was hidden in the woods. The woods had three sides and only one exit was the road in front.
In addition, on the east, northeast, and northwest sides of the convoy are semicircular highlands about twenty meters high.
He placed his sentries on high ground from east to west and could take care of both north and south security.
So the enemy shoots the sentry not because they are stupid, but because they will be discovered by the sentry even if they don't shoot the sentry.
"The first platoon protects the vehicle, and the second platoon follows me to meet the enemy."
Chen Shusheng gave a loud order and led all 38 people in the second platoon straight to the high ground. At this time, on the high ground, the sentries had already had a fierce exchange of fire with each other.
Although the number of sentries is relatively small, only three people, they all hold submachine guns.
But the opponent's firepower was also very fierce. Chen Shusheng heard the sound of many submachine guns while running.
In other words, the other party is definitely not an ordinary bandit. Because why do bandits have so many submachine guns?
At this moment, a sentry was shot and rolled down the hillside.
Chen Shusheng ran over quickly and helped the soldier who was shot. The soldier was shot three times in the chest and his mouth was full of blood, but he used his last strength to say: "Yes, the other party is, yes, a regular army."
After that, the soldier died of anger, staring at a pair of puzzled and angry eyes, and left this world forever.
Because the ones who shot him were not bandits or Japanese, but Chinese soldiers wearing almost the same military uniforms as them.
He didn't understand why the other party suddenly attacked them, and he didn't know who the other party was.
Therefore, the young warrior died with his eyes closed, and passed away with confusion, grief and anger.
"No matter who they are, kill them all!"
At the same time, Chen Shusheng roared angrily. After placing the soldiers' bodies on the ground, he and his men spread out to occupy the high ground and fired fiercely at the enemy who was only about fifty meters away from them.
There were many people on the other side, and they all held submachine guns, and their firepower was no worse than theirs.
It's just that the opponent's tactics are worse. There are more than a hundred people in total, attacking in two directions.
Chen Shusheng ordered the soldiers to throw grenades. Although they were in the woods, the opponent was less than fifty meters away from them, so grenades were far easier to use than submachine guns.
Moreover, after a dozen grenades were thrown over, the opponent's firepower was obviously suppressed.
Chen Shusheng ordered to continue throwing grenades. Except for a few soldiers who were reloading their guns, the rest of them threw grenades wildly.
The man on the other side who was blown up by the grenade fell over and suffered heavy casualties. He didn't care about charging, and he didn't have the intention to fight back. He turned around and ran back.
When Chen Shusheng saw that the opponent was fleeing, he immediately ordered a charge.
They shot each other in the back, bullets hitting each other like a violent storm.
The screams in the forest were endless, and unidentified armed men attacked the northwest one after another.
The battle lasted for about fifteen minutes. Except for a few dozen people who escaped, the rest were shot and killed in the two-kilometer-long jungle.
Chen Shusheng gathered his troops and cleaned up the battlefield.
At this time, in addition to picking up the gun on the other party, the soldier also turned out the ID on the other party.
One of the soldiers handed the ID to Chen Shusheng and said: "Bingzhao, they are the guards of Han Fuju of the Third Army."
Chen Shusheng glanced at the certificate and pinched it until it made a clicking sound. Because of this grudge, he remembered it.
"Tell the brothers to collect all the documents they have and hand them over to the group leader when the time comes."
"yes!"
The soldier took the order, went down to deliver the order, and when cleaning the battlefield, took away all the documents from the other party.
As for the corpses, just leave them where they are. If their people come back, they can be buried in peace. If they can't come back, then they can only die in the wilderness.
At this time, Chen Shusheng and his men had just finished cleaning the battlefield, and the Dragon Boat Festival had arrived.
Duanwu frowned slightly as he looked at the bodies of six soldiers and three injured soldiers on the ground.
Because it was obvious that Chen Shusheng and others were attacked, and the opponent was very strong, otherwise they would never have suffered such a huge loss.
When Duanwu was thinking about who dared to attack him, Chen Shusheng had already ran over and reported: "Guanzu, these were found from the opponent's body. They should be Han Fuju's bodyguards."
Duanwu looked at the certificate and was a little surprised, because why did Han Fuju's guards attack him?
The person who arrested Han Fuju was the chairman of the committee and had nothing to do with him at all. Could it be that the other party knew his identity and wanted to arrest him in exchange for Han Fuju?
But he was clearly not in the convoy, didn't the other party know?
Dragon Boat Festival was a little confused at this time.
"Bury the brothers, and then we go to the headquarters of the 22nd Army."
Unable to figure out the Dragon Boat Festival, he gave up thinking about it. He ordered Chen Shusheng to bury the brothers who died in the battle, and then left with the convoy and headed for Suzhou.
The 22nd Army is based in Suzhou. But they were stationed only outside the city and had to build their own cabins.
As for their supplies, Suzhou will provide them.
But Suzhou is not very big, with a permanent population of no more than 10,000 people, and the 22nd Army has more than 20,000 people stationed here.
Therefore, the food shipped from Suzhou was not enough to eat. They can only cook porridge to drink, or go to the mountains to hunt some game and come back to cook soup.
At this time, Commander Deng of the 22nd Army was scratching his head, because the 22nd Army had been stationed in Suzhou for more than a month, and not even a mouse could be found in the nearby mountains. And if they could no longer find food, I'm afraid The entire army would starve to death in the mountains.
The deputy commander Sun Zhen on the side also frowned. After a long time, he said: "Commander, the food sent by the 125th Division, even if it is used to make porridge, is enough for another day. If we can't find food anymore, This is how to do ah?"
Commander Deng said: "In this case, I will attack Suzhou again and ask them to bring out some more food. Then I will go to Bengbu to find that uncle to make alms."
Sun Zhen smiled and said: "That uncle is generous enough, but the news from the 125th Division said that the Independent Regiment rescued us and they did not have much food. Commander, why don't we go to the Fifth Theater Headquarters? "
Commander Deng sighed: "If that Li Zhongren valued us, he wouldn't have put us in a small place like Suzhou. Moreover, this military conference in Kaifeng clearly required all generals and commanders to attend, but we were the only ones No such order was received.
Forget it, let's not say these are useless, let's still think about where to get some food.
I feel that although the Independent Regiment is low on food, that uncle has great magical powers. Maybe he can do something? And they gave us so many things? Should we also go and thank others?
Lao Sun, think about it quickly, our 22nd Army, what other gifts can we give to express our gratitude? We can't go empty-handed, right? "
(End of chapter)
