"Do you think there are others hiding among the Japanese?" Shang Zhen asked Lao Huotou when a group of Northeastern troops were ambushing on the outskirts of the mountainous area.
"It's unlikely. The terrain here is not very suitable for Tibetans." Old Huotou Kaba carefully observed the surrounding terrain with his eyes.
Shang Zhen and the others are now on a hill outside the mountain. In front of them is an open land, only five or six hundred meters long, and about a hundred meters away from Shang Zhen and the others is a pass into the mountain.
If the Japanese army wanted to enter that mountain pass, they would definitely enter their shooting range. They could shoot at the Japanese army and then turn around and run away.
Shang Zhen and the others already have experience fighting this kind of battle.
They adhered to the principle of shooting a few shots and running away. When the Japanese army was attacked, they would inevitably stop marching. By the time the Japanese army organized firepower to counterattack, they would have already run far away.
There were only about ten of them in total, and they only had small arms and legs. They didn't want to overpower the Japanese army.
They can fire bullets from a distance. They don't need to kill more Japanese soldiers, and they don't want to kill more Japanese soldiers. If the thirteen people can be placed among the six or seven Japanese soldiers, they will be satisfied.
There is no doubt that China is backward nowadays, but there are many people in China, and life is cheap if there are many people and poverty.
Even if the Japanese soldiers killed all the four captured villagers, they could kill six or seven Japanese soldiers. That would be enough to comfort the spirits of the four villagers. What would they be dissatisfied about?
So killing the Japanese troops is one aspect, and then quickly evacuating after the battle is another aspect.
Shang Zhen and the others did not know that their style of play was actually the prototype of guerrilla warfare.
In fact, Shang Zhen didn't think he could hide around him. He asked for advice. The old account was just being cautious.
I don’t know where the Japanese soldiers are taking the remaining three civilians, or the civilians with one leg or one arm left, or whether they will come here to shout. Shang Zhen and the others can only wait. They don’t want to fight with the Japanese army. encounter.
They are self-aware that they can't compare with the Japanese army in terms of marksmanship, nor can they compare with the number of troops.
So their style of play is to wait and see.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement around, Shang Zhen! Then he said to Old Huotou: "I say you shouldn't be here. You should go to the back."
When Shang Zhen said this, everyone naturally looked at him.
Shang Zhen immediately gave an explanation: "Mr. Huo is the oldest and the slowest runner. If the Japanese are really chasing in a hurry, do you think he can outrun the Japanese army? Besides, if the Japanese are really chasing in a hurry , we also need cover in the back, I think it’s better to let Mr. Huo take the two of us to the back."
After Shang Zhen finished speaking, no one else said a word. Shang Zhen didn't know what others thought, so he asked again: "Do you think it's okay?"
"Okay! Of course!" Someone finally agreed loudly, but as soon as the person who agreed said it, everyone looked at him unkindly, because that person was none other than Lao Huotou himself!
"Hey, you are still considerate of my old man!
Oops, I have lived for most of my life to get a good job, and my old arms and legs can no longer run errands to deliver messages. Oh, I will give you a cover from behind!
You two come with me! "Lao Huotou pointed at the two soldiers next to him and said.
"Hmph, you have to be good and cheap!" Wang Lao Mao told him. In the whole team, Wang Lao Mao was the only one who dared to confront Lao Huo Tou.
In fact, Mr. Wang didn't care that Mr. Huo led two people behind to wait for cover, or in other words, they didn't need to cover at all.
The so-called cover is just a precautionary measure. If the battle goes well, they don't need to cover at all, and Lao Huotou will not need to participate in this battle, he will only take a few steps first.
But the problem is that Old Huotou also said that he couldn't deliver the letter because of his old arms and legs. Isn't this an implicit statement, implying that Mr. Wang has selfish motives in sending Hou Kanshan back to deliver the letter? How can Mr. Wang tolerate this?
It’s just that Old Mao Wang has something to say, and Old Huo Tou naturally has something to say about his departure.
"It turns out that I especially obey the command of this guy Shang Zhen. Let me say it again, Shang Zhen will be our leader from now on.
If he asks me to go east, I will never go west. If he asks me to eat dog meat, I will never eat roast chicken. I will absolutely obey the orders of our leader! "After the old Huotou said this, he blindly took his mountain cannon and walked back with the three people.
The three men included the two soldiers and the young guide.
Shang Zhen and the others said they wanted to avenge the villagers, but this time the villagers had nothing to say, and this guide was a young 18-year-old boy. He was also the one who had an arm cut off by the Japanese army and is now probably dismembered and dead. The nephew of a villager.
After all, it is still the young people who have the blood.
Mr. Wang snorted, but said nothing else this time.
"I seem to have heard some noise!" But at this moment, Qin Chuan suddenly said.
When Qin Chuan said this, everyone listened attentively, and sure enough, they really heard the faint sound of someone screaming.
Everyone became nervous for a moment, but this time Shang Zhen gave the order without hesitation: "Qiu Bo, take a few people to the opposite mountain, and let's have a crossfire. Remember, one person hits three. Gun, shoot and run!”
Why should one person shoot three shots? In Shang Zhen's opinion, they could never engage in close combat with the Japanese army.
When they fought against a small number of Japanese troops, they used automatic firearms.
When they attacked the Japanese artillery positions, the Japanese artillery's rifles were limited, so they could succeed with one blow.
But before, they saw dozens of Japanese troops suppressing those villagers. Shang Zhen never thought that this time they could eliminate dozens of Japanese troops at once.
What's more, these Japanese soldiers are coming towards them this time. As soon as the gunfire rings out from their side, it would be strange if the Japanese soldiers don't lie down on the spot.
But after all, the possibility of killing the enemy with one shot for each person is too small, so let's fire two more shots, or it can be limited to two more shots.
Qiu Bo took four people and ran away, while Shang Zhen and the others were naturally observing what was going on ahead.
As long as the Japanese army's current idea is to fish them out, it is impossible not to go here. This is also one of the passages into the mountains.
The mountains are complex and it is not possible for people to always go around the mountains.
A few minutes later, as the screams grew louder, a group of Japanese soldiers wearing khaki military uniforms really appeared.
Mr. Wang held up his binoculars and looked forward. After looking at it for a moment, Mr. Wang's face showed anger.
Because he had a telescope, he could see clearly, but this time the Japanese army had another carriage.
There were two villagers in gray clothes sitting on the carriage. One of the villagers was missing. He must have been dismembered by the Japanese army and his body parts were thrown into the mountains.
When Wang Lao Mao looked at the carriage again, he saw that the Japanese soldiers were pouring water on one of the villagers with a kettle, and one of the villagers' arms was missing.
Mr. Wang could figure out that the Japanese army must have chopped off one of the villager's arms, and then the villager fell into a coma.
The Japanese soldiers were afraid that the villager would not make any move, so they poured water on the wound on the broken arm, woke him up from pain, and then screamed.
As a former beard, Mr. Wang is not an ignorant person.
If there was a vendetta between the gangsters during his time as a beard, they would resort to all kinds of methods, such as drinking heart tablet soup and stabbing people alive, etc.
But that kind of situation is extremely rare after all. How can there be such cruelty as the Japanese army? It has become a habit to torture Chinese people for pleasure!
Seeing that the Japanese army was approaching, Mr. Wang put down his binoculars and picked up his rifle.
