The hand-to-hand combat begins!
The sword is red, the fist is flesh, no martial arts tricks are used here, only the simplest killing moves are used.
Due to the lack of ammunition, the Eighth Route Army usually has a lot of hand-to-hand combat training. The training content also includes two-on-one and three-on-one. In short, I just bully the small number when there are more people. Your bullshit Bushido spirit has nothing to do with me.
There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, like a war drum, inspiring!
The Japanese fell down one by one. Gradually, not many of them were left standing, and some of them were already beginning to think about retreating.
As a blue signal flare took off, the attacking Japanese retreated in an orderly manner.
After wiping the blood on his face, Huang Liang gave a loud order, "Don't chase! Clean the battlefield quickly and treat the wounded!"
After the order was given, the blood-red eyes of the soldiers gradually faded and they began to execute the order.
Huang Liang stood in the center of the battlefield, always watching the movements of the Japs on the hillside.
The Jaap's position at the foot of the hillside made him feel uneasy, so he issued the order again, "Quick! Quick! Seize the time and pick up what you can, but not the heavy or useless ones!"
This time the Japs fought so hard that they entered into hand-to-hand combat just after the first attack, which caught him by surprise.
The battlefield was quickly cleaned, and all the wounded were carried back.
Huang Liang jumped into the trench again and immediately turned around to monitor the enemy's position.
After a moment, he lowered his binoculars and shouted, "Get ready to fight!"
This time he didn't even have time to call the messenger, so he ran towards the important firepower point, scolding you as he ran, "You damn little devil, let labor and capital fight each other! md, labor and capital can't kill you..." ."
Due to terrain restrictions, the Japs attacking at the duck dock could only drop one squadron at a time, so this time Kurosawa used a wave-style wheel battle. When one squadron retreated, the other squadron immediately took over.
In this way, the first battalion at Duck Dock hardly received any repairs before committing to the second wave of defense.
After setting up several firepower points, Huang Liang said silently, "I hope... the Second Battalion can hold on."
Outside the duck dock, the investigators hidden in every corner were also using different methods to send back the battle reports here.
The clouds are getting lower and lower, and the dark clouds are so close. The black-hearted cotton-like clouds seem to be within easy reach from the top of the mountain.
After receiving the order, Du Sanping hurriedly hurriedly stopped the political commissar Yue who was leading the villagers to evacuate at Lahukou.
After hearing Du Sanping's intention, political commissar Yue also broke out in a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
He wiped his sweat and said, "What a danger. If the regiment leader hadn't found out, then the three hundred or so of us would have been trapped in the tiger's mouth. How is the situation at Zhaozhuang?"
Du Sanping shook his head, "Not optimistic. It looks too quiet from the outside. Although you can see villagers, there are too few. It doesn't look like a big village with more than 500 people."
Political Commissar Yue lowered his head and thought for a while, "Then you and others will go and have a look. If Zhaozhuang is really controlled by the Japanese, see if we can rescue the villagers."
"But the commander's order is for me to escort you to the rear smoothly!"
"I shouldn't be involved in the fighting, but looking at the more than 500 villagers in Zhaozhuang..." Political Commissar Yue was choked with tears and did not finish the rest of his words, but several people present understood what he meant.
"Zhaozhuang has also dug tunnels, and the repairs are quite good. Seven or eight days ago, my wife came back from her parents' home and told me that they dug tunnels all the way to Liumengou! If that's true, maybe there are Folks who can escape!" Village Chief Jia said from the side.
"Where is Liumengou?" Political Commissar Yue asked.
"Two miles east of Zhaozhuang, there are many people in their village. They are all farmers, and they are all good at digging. The tunnels in these two miles are not difficult for them."
After Village Chief Jia finished speaking, Political Commissar Yue's face immediately became excited, "That's great, Sanping, why don't you send someone to check out the situation again, we can't just ignore the situation."
"Okay, I'll arrange for the manpower to go there right now, but Political Commissar Yue and the villagers have to set off immediately, so we can't waste any more time."
Political Commissar Yue was not being pretentious. After all, there were more than 300 villagers here who needed to be escorted.
After allocating the manpower, Du Sanping took a dozen soldiers and a twelve-year-old boy and headed towards Liumengou.
The little boy's name was Goudan, and he was the guide that Village Chief Jia had found for the soldiers. He was extremely excited and very positive about this sudden mission. He was like a little monkey along the way, jumping up and down. There were difficult places. Just go there. It can be said that he, the guide who led the way, tormented more than a dozen soldiers into unspeakable misery, and he still dared to get angry but dare not speak out.
However, it was precisely because this little boy led the way that it saved Du Sanping and others a lot of time.
In a bush, Goudan and the soldiers hid themselves, then lay down on the weeds. Goudan stretched out his finger and pointed forward, "Here we are, the Liumen Valley is ahead, that's where Grandpa Jia was talking about!"
"Do you know where their tunnel exit is?" Du Sanping asked in a low voice.
Goudan shook his head and said he didn't know, "Village Chief Jia didn't tell us, let us look for it ourselves."
"Spread out! Look carefully for the tunnel entrance."
"Yes!" After a dozen soldiers agreed, they quickly dispersed to find the tunnel entrance.
Goudan was also eager to try and wanted to follow him, but he was immediately pressed down by Du Sanping, "Follow me!"
Did the unlucky boy let go? When he was leading the way, he often failed to find him without paying attention. But in the current situation, Du Sanping didn't dare to let go. It was so close to Zhaozhuang, and it would be over if the Japanese were to find him.
Goudan looked at Du Sanping and gave a military salute in a decent manner, "Yes!"
Du Sanping smiled and touched his head, then led him to join the search team.
The team brought out was a security company, not a reconnaissance company. Although they had received relevant training, they were not professional after all. They could only be said to be a little better than the average person in searching for traces. Even if they had some clues, they couldn't figure it out.
For example, right now, he couldn't figure out a large mess of footprints on the ground, and he didn't know where the footprints were pointing.
After carefully identifying it, he decided to give it a try first, so he whispered, "Goudan, let's go!"
Seeing that Goudan didn't respond, Du Sanping tried calling again, but there was still no response.
So he quickly turned around and found that there was nothing behind him, not even a hair at all.
Du Sanping was so angry that he wanted to give himself a big mouth right away. He knew that he had let go, but he didn't stay tied up.
Not daring to speak loudly for fear of attracting the Japs, Du Sanping had no choice but to grit his teeth and move bit by bit towards where Goudan might be hiding.
