"What if we don't go to Changsha? We came all the way south from Huangshi. There were many Japanese troops along the way. Xianning has been captured by the Japanese army. There is no way to survive going north or west. The best way is to go south. Don't you guys from Jiujiang
Is there still a good way for the soldiers to go?" Tang Cheng, who was wearing the uniform of a Japanese army commander, was loading bullets into the magazine on his waist. Zhou Xian, the only officer in the Jiujiang soldiers, was standing next to Tang Cheng.
Zhou Xian shook his head in frustration after hearing this. If they had a way out, they would be captured by the Japanese army. Zhou Xian asked for his head. Tang Cheng grabbed a handful of bullets and handed them to Zhou Xian and said with a smile, "We are the 524th Division of the 88th Division."
I am the company commander of the 1st Battalion and 2nd Company of the Regiment, Tang Cheng. We were separated during the battle with the Japanese army in Xiaojie Ridge, Macheng, so we had to go south across the river to find the team. I think you left Jiujiang to fight the Japanese, so why not just go directly
Forget about joining us, you can ask my brothers, we killed little devils all the way south to get here."
There was an expression on Tang Cheng's face that said I won't lie to you, but even Liu Shitou could see the cunning look in his eyes. The Jiujiang Preliminary 11th Division to which Zhou Xian belonged was originally a miscellaneous force with insufficient manpower.
It is not easy for this unit to fight the Japanese army for several days in bloody battles. The 20 or so people who left Nanshan Village now have only 6 left. Tangcheng began to think about strengthening the Second Company, Zhou Xian and others
Is the most suitable candidate,
Seeing that Zhou Xian's expression was a little tangled and struggling, Tang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Don't rush to answer me now. Wait until we leave here safely. After you discuss it with your brothers, you can tell me the answer." See Tang Cheng.
No longer pressed for his choice, Zhou Xian was obviously relieved, but Tang Cheng was already laughing in his heart. You know, this is playing hard to get.
The one-hour preparation time given by Tangcheng seemed to pass quickly. Counting the 20 Jiujiang soldiers rescued from the ancestral hall and the captured Ma Fatty, there were already 26 Japanese troops and cars standing in the open space outside the ancestral hall, ready to go.
Slowly driving over, Tang Cheng, dressed in the uniform of a Japanese army commander, poked his head out of the cab and said, "Get in the car, let's get out of here." The car quickly rushed out of the village and sped off on the road.
Tang Cheng and the others left the village before dawn and continued southward, leaving behind Japanese corpses all over the ground and half of the village with black smoke. The dozen or so villagers rescued by Tang Cheng and the others looked at the empty village that smelled of blood and hugged them.
I have a headache and cry. Tang Cheng is a soldier, not a savior. He can kill Japanese soldiers but cannot control these homeless villagers. He only has one truck, and more than 20 men with guns and live ammunition have already packed the truck. In the face of reality
, Tangcheng could only choose Zhou Xian and others who had fought in the war and give up the villagers.
"Do you think I should also bring those villagers with me?" Zhou Xian and Liu Shitou were sitting in the cab. Tang Cheng, who had nothing to say, was chatting with Zhou Xian. Seeing Zhou Xian just shaking his head but not speaking, Tang Cheng laughed.
"There are about 20 families in the village, and there are more than 20 young people. The Japanese army is only about 40. When the Japanese army entered the village, why didn't those young people go to the Japanese army to fight for their lives? Why did they watch their relatives helplessly?"
Being killed by the Japanese army and not doing anything about it? When we rescued them, those guys who were stronger than me did not dare to leave the yard. Even if such people were led south, they would not dare to fight the Japanese army."
"There are only so many Japanese soldiers who come to China to burn, kill and loot. If every one dies, one will be lost. If every Chinese in the occupied areas can live their own life behind closed doors with peace of mind like them, how can they protect their country?"
country. I can only care about those bloody men who dare to fight the Japanese army. As for those guys who have lost their courage, in my eyes they are no different from the walking dead." As Tang Cheng spoke, he used the corner of his eye to pay attention to Zhou Xian's expression.
Seeing that the latter's expression had become a little loose, Tang Cheng laughed secretly.
The north wind always has a way of sending the night away early, but the short darkness before dawn still makes the earth pitch black. This is a very strange sight. When you look up, the sky is still bright, but when you lower your head, it is already too dark to see.
Clear the road. Because this is a mountainous area, as soon as the sun goes down, the originally beautiful mountain road will become windy and make you tremble. A group of people suddenly appeared like a shadow on the mountain road. This group of people is the size of a class.
All have short guns, which is also rare in the national army.
"What a harvest." Suddenly a man jumped out from the side of the mountain road to meet them.
"Report to the captain, I am sure that there are no Japs after traveling ten kilometers..." The leading man in gray stepped forward and replied in a low voice. Waiting for him by the roadside was his captain. If his captain hadn't been there at the end of the battle,
If you kill a prisoner without authorization, you will never be sent from the main force to be the guerrilla leader. The mission of their team last night was to feign an attack to the north to test the situation of the Japanese. The order from above was not to fight hard, but to feign an attack.
The key to the mission is to report the enemy's reaction in detail at any time.
"Same as before, the Japs will go on the defensive as soon as they exchange fire with us. As long as we persist in retreating, they will leave..." Ma Qingwu, nicknamed Lord Ma, began to report on their battles with the Japs' artillery towers: "Sometimes before the battle, the Japs
If they spot us from a distance, they will retreat to the turrets. It's really evil..." It's very evil. Why are the Japanese so soft? Chen Tiehan, who was ordered to command this guerrilla force, couldn't figure it out, but this was not something he should spend his energy on.
; Now he should leave a squad here to guard and then take the others back to report the situation.
The report that followed along the way became Ma Qingwu's report to show off to Chen Tiehan: "I didn't realize that the Japanese were all soft persimmons before. If I had known that the little Japanese today are so cowardly, we should have pulled the whole team up. Guan Bao could have
The several artillery towers in Beishan were all occupied by him." The feint attacks to the north and northwest went very smoothly, and the Japanese troops just left as soon as they touched the ground without interfering with them. However, the feint attack to the east was met with a strong counterattack, and the guerrillas
After several attempts, he was turned back. After Chen Tiehan compiled all the circumstances in detail, he asked the traffic officer to take him away.
"Japanese, it's Japanese." When the familiar khaki uniforms of the Japanese army appeared in everyone's sight, most of the people in the team left behind by Chen Tiehan couldn't believe it. When they came back, they didn't even notice the pursuers behind them.
Soldiers. "Bang bang bang..." It was almost a continuous roar. Strings of firecrackers were placed in oil barrels and lit. From a distance, it sounded very similar to heavy machine gun fire, especially with many oil barrels.
The effect is better when the barrels are burning and the firecrackers burst into one piece.
Japanese mortar shells were falling everywhere in the wilderness, and Type 92 heavy machine guns were constantly firing at every edge of the field to suppress the guerrillas who might emerge. It was already dark, and the Japanese army's strong firepower was used to suppress the guerrillas.
It was perfect. There were only a dozen guerrillas responsible for breaking up the rear. They could withstand an attack by more than a hundred Japanese soldiers. After more than half of them were killed or injured, the few remaining guerrillas could only make use of the terrain and fight.
retreat.
The Japanese army's firepower continued to pour on the front. The attacking Japanese army didn't care at all how many guerrillas they faced. They just kept consuming ammunition and using strong firepower to suppress the opponent. "Damn, the little devils have so many bullets..."
Yu Dazhuang, who was holding a rifle, said angrily: "The little devils have more bullets than our firecrackers. We can't even lose to them in terms of noise..." The large number of firecrackers brought by the guerrillas were all used up.
Having no choice but to pretend no longer, the last guerrillas also began to evacuate.
"Kill!" the Japanese charging shouts almost drowned out the sound of gunfire. The Japanese soldiers, who had been patient for a long time, pounced on the entire front, chasing the explosive spots. If it weren't for the guerrillas setting off too many firecrackers, the firecracker paper in that area would be
They couldn't all be burned up by the Japanese artillery fire. If it weren't for the waste oil barrels left on the ground, the Japanese charging troops would probably have been confused for a longer time. But when they rushed up, they found a large amount of waste on the guerrilla position.
After discovering a large amount of firecracker paper that had not been burned by the artillery fire in the oil drums, the Japanese soldiers were all furious: they had been tricked.
"Da da da da da da" the rapid sound of machine gun fire rang out again. It sounded like there was more than one machine gun. Yu Dazhuang and the others, who had already retreated to the mountain ridge and were about to turn sharply down, turned around to wait and see, only to find that the frightened Japanese troops on the mountain ridge had turned into a mess.
"Hey, this is weird, why did the little devil start fighting on his own?" I don't know when several clouds of black smoke rose from the Japanese mortar position under the mountain ridge, and a Japanese military vehicle suddenly appeared in front of the Japanese army.
In the open space in front of their mortar positions, several streams of gunfire ejected from the carriages were chasing the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield.
"What does this mean?" Yu Dazhi and his group were completely dumbfounded. They knew that the guerrillas fought against the Japanese, the national army fought against the Japanese, and some green forest bandits also killed the Japanese, but they had never heard of some small Japanese also killing the Japanese. Jet
The truck with gun flames kept moving, and the gunfire sprayed from the carriage was like peeling a sweet potato, peeling off the Japanese offensive formation layer by layer, forcing Yu Dazhi and others to evacuate one after another.
There were more than a hundred Japanese soldiers, and in just a short time, more than half of them were killed or wounded.
"Could the people in the car be one of our own?" Yu Dazhi and the others on the mountain ridge chose to stay and wait and see. In their opinion, if the Japanese army wanted to set up a trap, they would not use their own lives as a bargaining chip.
All the Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain ridge are almost dead. If this is still a complete set, the price paid by the little devil is really high.
Tang Cheng jumped down from the cab and looked at the guys on the mountain ridge with binoculars. They were obviously a few so-called guerrillas. Tang Cheng had long ignored the ubiquity of guerrillas. "Cleaning the battlefield, just
Take away the ammunition and forget about those weapons. If they don't come down, forget about it. Just leave those weapons to them."