How brave Hu Biao and others were when they went to avenge the villagers, but how panicked they were when they escaped.
Why? To use a word from later generations, it is called "slap in the face", and to use a word from later generations, it is called "not very harmful, but extremely insulting."
They killed more than ten Japanese scouts only three to four hundred meters away from the Japanese army. This was a slap in the face of the Japanese army. How could the Japanese army let them go?
What's more, the weapons used by Hu Biao and others also included flower traps. The Japanese army thought they had encountered the elite of the Northeast Army, and the Japanese army from that brigade directly chased them.
It would be fine if the Japanese army came after them. They were just competing with the Japanese army to see which group could run better.
But the problem is that company commander Hu Biao made a mistake when he made the decision to directly attract the Japanese troops.
What's missing?
After they passed through a forest, Hu Biao suddenly shouted: "Oops! Oh no, I forgot, the Japanese army has cavalry!"
His words made the veterans grin.
They glanced at Hu Biao and then ran away. What could they say? You are the chief officer and you have the final say. You can adjust it as you say!
Of course Hu Biao knew that there was no use regretting this matter. If they wanted to escape, they had to kill the Japanese cavalry behind them. Of course, the Japanese cavalry would not be many.
"You are the company commander, lead them quickly into the corn field, and I will go over there to lure the Japanese away!" At this time, Lu Dajiao had already volunteered.
Which company commander doesn't have a few key men under his command? Lu Dajiao is one of them. He has been a soldier with Hu Biao for more than ten years.
"If you go, you won't be able to come back. If you die, we will all die together!" Mr. Wang quit.
They were all veterans. Of course they understood what Lu Dajiao meant. What Lu Dajiao meant was to attract the Japanese troops and then let them run away.
"Just die, too many brothers have died, and I also saved my life.
Remember, you all owe me your life! "After Lu Dajiao said that, he held the machine gun in both hands and separated from them and ran to the right.
There is a small hill there with some miscellaneous trees.
When they were saying these words, everyone was running out of breath. At this moment, they all seemed to hear the dull sound of horse hooves behind them.
"I owe you my life, and I will be a cow and a horse for you in the next life!" Hu Biao roared, then waved his hand and ran to the left.
At this time, Shang Zhen, who was running in the middle of the team, glanced at Lu Dajiao, who was running toward the hillside with his big feet spread. He had an incredible feeling. Could he decide whether to live or die so quickly?
Compared with those veterans, Shang Zhen is a new recruit after all.
But even if he was a new soldier, he still knew that Lu Dajiao would be doomed if he took the initiative to attract the Japanese cavalry!
As a new soldier, he never thought that the moment of separation between life and death would be like this: it would only take a moment to decide between life and death, and he might not even have the time to say a last word!
When I look back at it, the yin and yang are so far apart!
But what's the use of saying all this? Zhang Zhen followed the team into the field of corn in confusion.
Nowadays, the corn is ripe at this time of year, so they dug into the bag of rice until the leaves squeaked loudly.
The village here is called Qijiazi, and there are only seven families in total. How can the cornfield be so big?
Just as these people were digging out of the corn field along the ditch and rushing into a patch of weeds, they heard the sound of machine guns behind them and then the whine of the Japanese horses. It must be Lu Dajiao who was blocking the attack. The Japanese army.
"Follow me. I remember there is a ditch in front of me. I can hide there and get out. The Japanese can't see it!" said the guide Wu San'er.
Everyone ran after Wu San again, and finally got into a dry river.
It is close to the mountainous area to the north. This river was washed out by flash floods during heavy rains.
It's autumn now, and it hasn't rained recently, so there is only fine white water and sand at the bottom of the hook, but no water.
Hu Biao and the others stepped forward on the soft water and sand, but they were all listening.
The sound of machine gunfire was still ringing intermittently. It was Lu Dajiao who was still fighting with the Japanese army.
Lu Dajiao is the best machine gunner in their company.
Originally, all machine gunners were required to have a follower, but Lu Dajiao's follower was also killed in the last battle.
While resting in Jinzhou City, Wang Laomao even told Lu Dajiao that he might as well give you the hemp pole.
But Lu Dajiao and Shang Zhen disliked each other at first sight.
Just imagine, on Shang Zhen's first night as a soldier, he was gagged all night by Lu Dajia's smelly socks. How could he have a good impression of Lu Dajia?
But Lu Dajiao disliked Shang Zhen for being too thin!
In his words, Ma Gan'er's small body can be broken by the wind, and his waist is not as thick as my thighs, so I don't want him!
And now it seems that Shang Zhen is thankful that he didn't serve as Lu Dajiao's deputy, otherwise he would have died too!
At this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly thought that if he lived like this, he might as well die like Lu Dajiao. That's right, Lu Dajiao saved them all with his own death!
Just as they were marching, the gunfire finally stopped. At this moment, everyone knew what this meant, and they involuntarily paused, and Hu Biao's face darkened.
It’s just that the dead have passed away, but the living still have to live because there are still so many invaders that have not been killed.
At this time, Mr. Wang gestured to Li Fushun a few times, then squatted down against the wall of the ditch.
Li Fu took the opportunity to hold his feet on the wall of the ditch and stepped on Mr. Wang's shoulders. Mr. Wang slowly stood up again.
This ditch was quite deep at least during this section of their journey.
More than a hundred meters away, Japanese soldiers wearing helmets and holding Type 38 rifles were patrolling around.
It's just that this place was originally an open area, and the Japanese army was not standing on a high point, so naturally they couldn't see a dry ditch a hundred meters away, and there were people in the ditch peering at them.
Li Fushun turned his head and made a forward gesture before jumping down, so their team continued to move forward silently.
At dusk, when Hu Biao blew out the smoke ring from his mouth, they finally escaped the pursuit of the Japanese army, but his eyes looked as confused as the smoke.
"Sometimes I feel that I am not worthy of being beaten." Hu Biao, who looked very capable and tough, now had a hint of decadence in his words.
Veterans such as Wang Laomao, Li Fushun, and Chen Hanwen gathered around him, all smoking cigarettes but not answering.
Of course they understand Hu Biao's self-blame, but what right do they have to blame Hu Biao?
Under the urgent situation at that time, if they were allowed to command the team, they would not be able to catch up with Hu Biao.
It's just like this in battles. How can there be perfect command? What people say afterwards means nothing when they are actually commanding. This is the conclusion reached by veterans through practical experience.
"I have been a soldier for sixteen or seventeen years, and no less than one company of soldiers died for me.
I don’t know if there will be a next life, but I know that if there is a next life, I don’t know how long it will take to pay back the debt. Hu Biao continued.
The veterans were still puffing away their words, and no one could catch up to his words.
But it was Chen Hanwen who finally spoke. Chen Hanwen said: "It doesn't count this time. This time we are fighting the Japanese devils! Now I think everyone will die sooner or later."
Chen Hanwen's words were indeed cruel. For a moment, everyone was at a loss for answers and could only remain silent until dark.
Note: It doesn’t mean to beat. When Northeastern curses people, it means either to beat or not to be a thing.
