Shang Zhen and the others led the pursuers all the way towards the Taihang Mountains.
There is no doubt that what they did angered the Japanese.
They were like awls, stabbing the Japanese soldiers from time to time, which caused great pain. Otherwise, the Japanese soldiers in the following squadron would never pursue them.
And just like Shang Zhen and others, a team of only about thirty people was able to "drag" more than two hundred Japanese troops. What more could they ask for?
When it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Zhen climbed up a tree again. He used binoculars to start looking at the pursuers behind him.
After most of the day's pursuit, the Japanese army's pursuit had slowed down.
"Have you seen the little devil?" Wang Lao Mao and other soldiers under the tree asked, raising their necks.
"I saw it, it's two miles away from us." Shang Zhen replied.
"If you were a little devil, would you still chase him down?" asked Old Man Wang.
"Either withdraw directly, or chase hard and then withdraw. We will never pursue him endlessly, because everyone will be hungry." Shang Zhen replied.
What Mr. Wang asked was naturally what Shang Zhen was thinking about.
At first they angered the Japanese army, who chased them very hastily.
However, seeing only losses and being unable to catch up, most of the day had passed, and the Japanese army's anger had been almost worn away by them. This is what the saying goes, "one rush of strength, then another, and then three, all exhausted."
This situation is actually not only the Japanese army, but also the norm for everyone.
For example, you may have a great ambition when you were a child, but as you grow up, your energy will be worn away by time and society.
For another example, someone was hurt by someone else and said harsh words that he wanted to take revenge. However, as time passed, the desire for revenge faded away.
Now that the Japanese army has almost lost all traces of them, why are they still here if they don't withdraw?
I chased him for a long time when I came here. When I went back, I ran for a while, and it would have been dark that day!
"Uncle Wang, let's take a dozen or so people and go back from the edge.
If the little devil pulls back and you shoot him again, if you agree, you can shoot him again. "Shang Zhen said.
He hadn't forgotten to specifically tell Mr. Wang that he could only take one shot.
Today, when they fought against the Japanese army, they relied on running fast. If they were fought by the Japanese army, there would definitely be casualties.
Shang Zhen and others, including Shang Zhen, can now be said to be veterans. They are very slippery in fighting. They only take advantage and do not suffer losses. Even if they take advantage every time, it is a small advantage, but if they take more, it will be a big advantage.
Shang Zhen and the others did not realize that their style of fighting was actually guerrilla warfare.
It's just that their guerrilla warfare is different from that of the Communist guerrillas.
Their combat quality, physical fitness, and logistical supplies are all better than those of the Communist guerrillas.
When it comes to combat quality, they are veterans of hundreds of battles. When it comes to physical fitness, they have undergone special training in their prime. When it comes to logistics, even if the Northeast Army is poor, it is still infinitely better than the Communist guerrillas.
However, their relationship with the common people is not as close as that of the Communist guerrillas, simply because the guerrillas fight locally, and many of the guerrillas are armed farmers.
Shang Zhen and the others just instinctively felt that there was too much casualty in fighting with the Japanese army.
"Okay! Let's beat the little devil halfway. When it gets dark and the little devil can't go back, he will be even more blind!" Wang Laomao said excitedly.
But then he patted his thigh again and said: "If we can really delay it until dark, we still need a local guide!
Oops, it's okay. At worst, we can go to a nearby village to find one. If that doesn't work, we can just grab one.
Damn it, we are fighting to the death for the common people, shouldn’t the common people give us a guide? "
Mr. Wang showed his true beard again.
Shang Zhen smiled and said nothing, still observing with his binoculars.
He knew that Old Man Wang could definitely do this kind of thing, but what else could he ask for from Old Man Wang?
But at this moment, Shang Zhen said: "What we said has come true. The little devils are chasing us. I guess this will be the only one before dark!"
"Okay, you come with me!" Wang Lao Mao stretched out his hand under the tree and gestured. He wanted to take half of the people away and go around to the Japanese army's return route.
"Wait, take them all away, Erhanzi and Brother Huzi stay!" Shang Zhen shouted from the tree.
"There are only four of us in total, can you do it?" Mr. Wang was a little worried.
"It's okay, I just wanted to let the little devil listen to the sound of the machine gun, thinking that we are here and the main event is at your place!" Shang Zhen explained.
Twenty minutes later, the Japanese troops who appeared in the open field were shot again.
It's just that this time there is no difference from the original battle. Two Japanese soldiers were defeated, one dead and one injured. As for the people who ambush them, the Japanese soldiers didn't even see a shadow. They only saw a huge field in front of them. The woods leading to the horizon.
In this case, can the Japanese army still pursue them?
Now the main purpose of the Japanese army is to attack the city and seize territory. Although Shang Zhen and the others beat them very painfully, they can only retreat when they see that there is no hope of pursuing them.
In fact, even if the Japanese army wanted to pursue them, they didn't have the conditions to pursue them. But their squadron didn't even bring rations, so why pursue them?
The Japanese army was walking back, and right next to the road that the Japanese army had to pass by, Wang Laomao and the others had really laid an ambush.
Mr. Wang was staring at the road while eating a cucumber seed in his mouth. He grinned while eating: "It's so sour!"
Can that not be sour? That's an old cucumber seed.
When cucumbers first grow out, they are called thorny top flowers. When they grow up, they are dark green. When they are older, they are fresh yellow-brown. When they are older, they become yellow-white. It was just such an old cucumber that I was chewing on.
"I'm going to kill you. I just left a cucumber seed here and you are in trouble!" A young man next to Mr. Wang said angrily.
The young man was dressed like a farmer and was only in his twenties, but he was the guide that Mr. Wang had captured.
"I'm going to kill you little Japanese devils, so I'm going to eat a cucumber seed from you. Are you trying to get in trouble with me?" Mr. Wang scolded.
When the young man was unconvinced and scratched his neck and wanted to say something, Little Dustpan was at the side and persuaded him: "Don't mess with my father-in-law. My father-in-law is a bit of a tiger. He can really hurt people when he is anxious!"
"You little bastard!" Mr. Wang scolded the little dustpan.
It's just a small dustpan, but he didn't take Mr. Wang's scolding him seriously. Instead, he said: "My father-in-law, are you getting older? Look at what you are chewing, half a piece whole, what is that?" Like!"
"You little bastard, didn't you just eat it? Here you go!" Wang Laomao said angrily, throwing away the half-eaten cucumber seeds in his hand.
"What should I say, I still feel sorry for me!" Little Dustpan took the cucumber with a smile, but took out a knife and muttered, "I'm going to kill you if I throw it away." A whole piece of it!"
When Xiao Dustpan interrupted, the young guide who was captured next to him looked at Xiao Dustpan with blank eyebrows. He had never seen such an aunt serving as a soldier.
He was working at home when these soldiers came and asked him to lead the way.
I just led the way, but I picked the only old cucumber in my cucumber patch that had been abandoned.
"Then what, big brother, why are you looking at me like this?" Seeing the young man not looking at him well, the little dustpan laughed, and then explained as if he suddenly understood: "Then what, look at this fierce guy No one! This is my father-in-law, and I am the uncle of his unborn daughter.
Do you know that a son-in-law is half-baked? I am his half-brother's son, isn't he my half-brother's father? "
The little dustpan was talking while using a knife to peel the cucumber. He only peeled the cucumber peel once, and Old Man Wang said: "Lower your head, the little devil is really here!"
