Jiang Tao was too late and didn't catch a single enemy, so he had to extend his thumb to Dayong and turned around to look for the undead enemy.

Some of the militiamen picked up helmets and some took off leather shoes, and they quickly cleaned up the battlefield.

At this time, Meng Biao also came back with two militiamen, who were also full of goodies. He reported that only three people ran out, one Japanese and two puppet soldiers.

Although Hao Tie was very dissatisfied with the discipline of the militiamen in their first battle, he still praised everyone. Although they were all nervous in the first battle, everyone was unambiguous in fighting the Japanese.

This is a brave troop!

The formation of an army's style lies in the temperament of its first military commander. He can inject soul into the army and form its unique culture.

Looking at this group of brave militiamen, Hao Tie felt happy. He must grow up as soon as possible and become a qualified commander!

In the years of fighting in the future, this army will develop and grow, and it will become an iron army that will scare the enemy!

Of course, army discipline cannot be established in a short time, so he is not too harsh. When it comes to political work, he is not very good. There is still a lack of professional political cadres here.

As soon as everyone was about to rest for a while, they saw dust and darkness in front of them, and a group of Japanese soldiers came over in a neat queue.

After successfully maneuvering the tiger away from the mountain, the Japanese did not dare to be careless and were even more convinced that the armed workers team would use this road to meet the troops on Nanshan Mountain.

Hao Tie's heart was still heavy, and the joy of victory was gone.

If what I expected was correct, the Japanese had already won a decisive victory in Nanshan, so they mobilized so many people at once.

He was glad that he had made the right choice. If he had brought people to reinforce him, he would not have had the convenience of an ambush and rushed into the enemy's fire net. Apart from sacrifice, it would not have played a key role in the entire battle.

Although the situation was very passive now, it finally relieved some of the pressure there. He held his hands tightly and asked Hao Dayong to lead Meng Biao and other militiamen to attract the group of Japs, lead the Japs to Yunzhong Mountain, and then go to the mine.

Once drilled, let these devils go looking for ghosts.

He took Yuan Hai and others to Haojiacun and led the self-defense regiment to join the battlefield, so that he could adapt to changes when the time came.

Yida and Miyamoto must be praised for their loyalty to the empire and their obedience to the imperial army.

…

Thanks to the desperate cover of several escorts, Su Lan finally hid in the dense forest and finally avoided the Japanese pursuit.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered with the smoke of battle, and her clothes were dirty. Only her eyes were still very firm.

She checked the ammunition and prepared herself. If the enemy found her, she would rather commit suicide than fall into the hands of the enemy.

The sound of gunfire on the battlefield became increasingly rare. If you listened carefully, it was all the sound of 38-guns and machine guns. The sound of gunfire was almost inaudible.

Did the chief rush out?

I hope that with the blessings of gods, the leader can reach Fuping safely.

Su Lan finished praying in her heart, raised her sleeves to wipe her face, stamped her feet, and fled deep into the dense forest.

The security team did not break out of the siege. Although Su Lan diverted many Japanese soldiers, Hu Yu was not determined to break out of the siege. Seeing that the Japanese soldiers were concentrating towards the south, he did not dare to rush forward. Instead, he ordered his team members to disperse as guerrillas, hoping to find an opening to attack again.

Breakout.

It is a pity that although the puppet army was not powerful, the Japanese were well-trained, and the encirclement shrank longer and longer, but they never found a good opportunity to break out.

Now that the Japanese and puppet troops have reached the top of the mountain, the blocking battle is becoming more and more difficult, and in the end they are fighting independently.

By this time, the breakout operation had failed. Except for those who were injured and could not accompany the team, there were only four people left.

Hu Yu, the security captain, had disappeared. Without the captain's command, the team members were panicked, and an atmosphere of failure kept impacting everyone's brains.

"What to do? What to do?"

They have retreated to the last line of defense, with a cliff behind them and no way to retreat.

Although there were plenty of bullets and grenades prepared, by this point in the battle, they were almost out.

Once it comes to hand-to-hand combat, you can't defeat the enemy with just a short gun.

"what to do?"

The leader looked into the distance. On the distant mountain peak, there was a big tree standing tall and tall, which looked extremely majestic in the sunlight.

He couldn't run anymore and didn't want to hurt everyone. He suddenly grabbed a team member and asked him to give him a shot.

"Let me shed my last drop of blood for the war of resistance."

How could this team member dare to do this? The leader understood the mood of the team members and took advantage of the moment he took back his gun. He turned around with all his strength and prepared to jump off the cliff.

At this moment, a sweaty head suddenly appeared under the cliff. The two looked at each other and were stunned.

Seeing that the man in front of him was wearing a half-worn military cap and was not in the attire of a Japanese or puppet army, Zhang Zhu felt happy and hurriedly lowered his voice.

"I am a militiaman."

The leader was stunned. Seeing that Zhang Zhu's attire was clearly not that of a Japanese or puppet soldier, he quickly extended his hand.

Zhang Zhu took advantage of his strength and climbed up. When he saw the four people at the top, he gasped and asked, "Is that all there are?"

When one of the team members saw Zhang Zhu climbing up from the cliff, he excitedly pointed down, "Is there a way?"

"have."

Everyone had a sense of survival from a desperate situation. Seeing that time was tight, Zhang Zhu told the secret cave and asked everyone to weave vines into ropes and fall down.

Unfortunately, the Japanese searched quickly and ran out of time.

When the three team members saw this, they handed their leader to Zhang Zhu, turned around and ran to the west, firing their guns while firing. When the Japanese saw a fish that had slipped through the net, they roared and pounced on it.

The leader's eyes were sour. He knew that these three team members must be unlucky. They spent their lives escorting them to fulfill the promise they made when they set out.

"Complete the mission resolutely!"

He didn't have time to feel sad. Under the leadership of Zhang Zhu, he held the rattan rope and slid down the rock like a tiger. Zhang Zhu made the secret message agreed with the president in advance and quickly cut off the rattan rope, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Peak…

…

Yi Tian was an old Japanese soldier who had experienced battles. When he heard that all the people on the mountain were shotguns, he screamed in excitement.

The intelligence was true. There was indeed the commander of the Eighth Route Army on the mountain. Only the commander had so many guards with short guns around him.

He rushed to the front line like a chicken, regardless of the danger. He waved his command knife crazily and ordered the troops to charge regardless of casualties.

The opponent did not have heavy firepower, only short guns. Although the rate of fire was fast, the range was incomparable with rifles and machine guns. He had an absolute advantage in firepower.

At this time, he guessed from the sporadic marksmanship that the Eighth Route Army on the mountain could no longer effectively resist.

Victory is at hand!

Seeing three figures suddenly rushing out of hiding and running wildly to the west, he understood that this was the enemy's desperate breakout.

The target of this operation may be among these three people.

Licking his lips, he waved the command knife again and roared loudly.

"Too Cige..."


Chapter completed!