"Spread out, spread out, don't crowd together." Tang Cheng threw a grenade at the place where the gun flames were flashing in front, and forcefully pushed Mike, who was holding the gun and about to stand up to shoot, into the grass. "You.
Just lie down, it's not your turn now. When we are all dead, you can go and fight the Japanese soldiers." The dispersed soldiers followed and fired one after another. Several waves of Japanese soldiers had been following them in the past few days. Tang
They have long been used to this kind of sudden encounter and sudden shooting.
Another Japanese soldier fell from the tree. The machine gunner stopped abruptly with his Japanese light machine gun. He tied his waist with a rope to fix himself to the tree, so he staggered after being shot.
Hanging there. "In the tree, the idiot is squatting on the branch." As the dice shouted, some of the defeated soldiers had turned their guns to the branches and crown of the tree, and the density of bullets increased sharply.
, the leaves and branches fell down under the impact of the barrage, along with several Japanese soldiers who also tied themselves to the branches of the tree with ropes.
The roar of the machine guns began to increase rapidly. The only remaining light machine gun in Tangcheng had been set up down the slope and began to fire at the Japanese machine gun hidden in another tree canopy. Although the accuracy was not very good, they were attracted.
Although they were hit by the firepower of the Japanese machine gun, the few Japanese skirmishers in the bushes still fired at this side. The Japanese soldiers' guns fired accurately and hard. Fortunately, there were dice and rock dragons in Tangcheng.
The veteran who controlled the light machine gun began to click "click" and "click". When there were a few bullets left, he changed the magazine and threw the empty magazine up the slope in front. The ammunition hand stared.
With stupid eyes, he didn’t know why he was doing this trick, and four Japanese soldiers rushed out of the bushes on the steep slope, and two of them were holding grenades. The veteran’s face began to look like a pie.
The proud look on his face when he was hit said, "Thieves are easy to cheat! I have some for you to eat!" When he screamed and laughed, he opened fire, "click, click" four times, and there was no one standing in the bushes on the slope.
The two grenades thrown by the Japanese army exploded loudly.
After killing the approaching skirmishers, the sniper rifles of Dice and Yanlong began to exert their advantages. The remaining Japanese machine gun was quickly silenced, and a few more appeared under the canopy.
The hanging corpses of Japanese soldiers. The gunfire gradually stopped. Before Tang Cheng could give an order, several agile guys had already rushed up the steep slope with bayonets. Before cleaning the battlefield, all the corpses of Japanese soldiers must be repaired.
Knife.
The defeated soldiers who rejoined Tangcheng and the others did not have this habit. After the battle, they all swarmed over and randomly searched and looted the belongings on the corpses of Japanese soldiers. The wounded Japanese soldiers who pretended to be dead one after another used grenades to retaliate.
After that, the defeated soldiers who suffered heavy casualties finally began to act according to Tangcheng's habits. Although the act of touching up the corpses was not an aboveboard act, at least the brothers cleaning the battlefield would no longer encounter Japanese soldiers pretending to be dead.
In the scene of dying together, they were all raised by their parents, and each one counts as one who survives.
The broken soldiers who rushed up the steep slope to inflict wounds on the Japanese corpses quickly sent back the signal. The broken soldiers who gradually emerged from the bushes and grass began to rush up the steep slope, looking for all possible trophies. Soon, there was only one left here.
The smell of gunpowder smoke and the naked corpses of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers still lingered under the rain. The defeated soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield even stripped off the military uniforms of these Japanese soldiers and took them away. Of course, they did not forget to hang them under the canopy of the trees.
The ropes that Japanese soldiers used to tie themselves up.
With no time to rest, Tang Cheng ordered to continue moving forward, because none of them knew when the next battle with the Japanese army would suddenly come. The best way was to leave. Only by not running into the Japanese army could they avoid the sudden attack.
Fighting and death. After packing up the captured trophies and carrying the injured brothers, Tang Cheng and his group gradually disappeared into the depths of the mountain forest. "No, let's grab a heavy machine gun and carry it when we have the chance."
"After walking a long way, Tang Cheng saw that the veterans in charge of the machine gun were still playing with the newly captured but somewhat defective light machine gun, so he forced them to throw away the machine gun that could no longer fire.
"No? Xiu Yixiu can still be fought." The veterans were really surprised, but they didn't stay surprised for long. A cold gun shot from nowhere knocked off a broken soldier who had just come over to say a few words.
He fell to the ground. It was still the same as before. The forest was full of darkness. If he could wait until dawn, he might be able to find the attacker. Tang Cheng reached out and unhooked the bullet bag from the wounded soldier, and then shouted: "Run."
Ah! If you don’t know how to fight, you don’t know how to run?”
So the team finally started running amidst Tang Cheng's shouts. Tang Cheng rushed forward a few steps, then turned around and reached out to overturn the machine gun that a veteran was still holding, and let it roll down the slope.
"No, we don't have many bullets, just one machine gun is enough." Tang Cheng, who overturned the machine gun, put the ammunition bag he was carrying into the veteran's hand, and then stretched out his hand to pull the reluctant veteran.
They ran away. Tan Fei and Zhao Liang held up their microphones one by one. George, who was unable to walk on his own, was already being carried by Hou Sanqi on his shoulders. Everyone who heard Tang Cheng's order ran with all their strength.
Everyone was scurrying about in the dark jungle, and they had already become a real defeated army. There was no formation left. The trees in the jungle were as dense as walls, and gunfire was constantly flashing, so Tang Cheng and the others
People kept falling down, and there were more than a dozen corpses thrown down on the slope just now. As Tang Cheng ran, he reached out and patted the guys who were gradually slowing down, "Keep running, don't fucking stop." Tang Cheng
His hand just hit a guy who was angry and stopped to fight back. The guy was hit, so Tang Cheng continued to run away.
There is no way to fight this kind of battle without an opponent. Tang Cheng, who was running wildly in the forest, fell down like grass. Fortunately, everyone was forced to run fast by Tang Cheng, leaving only two people behind in the forest.
After killing more than forty corpses, the remaining people from Tang Cheng and others finally escaped from the hellish jungle. Everyone, including Tang Cheng himself, was as tired as a bunch of dead dogs, with bruises all over their bodies.
Injured and injured, they finally pulled each other and helped them climb to the top of the mountain with relatively sparse vegetation. They finally escaped from the forest and climbed to the top of the mountain. The Japanese soldiers who had been chasing them did not throw their troops up here, because they were bent on hunting the defeated soldiers.
Most people won't walk on such a dangerous road that even a goat will break its leg.
Everything has its good and bad sides. Tang Cheng and the others took advantage of this omission in the Japanese defense line, and finally escaped from the Japanese pursuit temporarily from this hilltop where no one had ever walked. Tang Cheng squatted down and looked through his telescope.
Under the peaks, you can actually see clearly without a telescope. From time to time, a cloud of smoke will rise from the distant forest. Tang Cheng knows that it is a grenade thrown by the Japanese soldiers who are eager to pursue them.
"Tang, this is not your fault. You must know that the Japanese army that can be equipped with 75 mountain guns will at least be at the brigade level or above. You can't fight them with the 700 people you picked up along the way." Xu Xu
Seeing the loneliness in Tang Cheng's heart at this moment, Mike endured the pain and sat down next to Tang Cheng, whispering to comfort this little guy who was familiar yet strange to him.
"No, Uncle Mike, this is my fault. I overestimated myself. I shouldn't have led them out of the mountains. With the cover of the mountains, we still had the possibility of dealing with the Japanese army. But I just took them with me.
They came out of the woods, and in such an open area, we could only become the targets of the Japanese army. Besides, they also had 75mm mountain guns and heavy machine guns." Tang Cheng was already extremely self-blame for himself. Two days ago, he had
A team of more than 700 people, but now, there are less than 50 people left around him.
"Tang, you shouldn't blame yourself, I'm serious, you are the bravest Chinese soldier I have ever seen." George, whose ankle has not fully recovered, jumped up and sat down with a cigarette in his mouth. "Tang
, I have been in China for a long time, but you are different from almost all the Chinese officers I have met. Although there are many brave Chinese soldiers like you, you are the only one. After all, you
He brought us people to survive, didn’t he?”
With the comfort of Mike and George, Tang Cheng's mood and complexion finally improved. As night gradually fell, the hungry people still stayed on the top of the mountain, staring blankly at the mountain forest where gunfire and explosions flashed from time to time in the distance.
They knew that there were brothers fighting against the Japanese who were chasing them. "Flashlight, give me the flashlight quickly." George, who had been sitting sullenly, suddenly stood up and jumped, "Give me the flashlight, I heard the sound of a plane. It's our plane.
, I want to give them a signal."
No one believed what George said. Hou San even thought that this guy was talking nonsense after being dizzy from hunger, but then the buzzing sound from the night sky made everyone dumbfounded. "Here, we are here.
." George took out two flashlights from his backpack and began to send out signals with the flashlight in an orderly manner. Everyone who was also encouraged gathered around George, expecting that the fighter jets circling in the night would see the signals that George sent out with the flashlight.
Signal.
The fighter planes that appeared in the night roared past. There were no bombs or machine guns that were familiar to Tangcheng. Two huge figures just whizzed past the heads of Tangcheng and the others. In the beam of light illuminated by George's flashlight,
Tang Cheng even saw the huge silver wings of the fighter plane, especially the emblem of the Eighteen Iron-Blooded Stars under the wings. It was our plane, this was our plane. The blood in Tang Cheng's body seemed to be boiling at this moment.
At this moment, Tang Cheng began to feel lucky that Hou San had not been willing to throw away the flashlight and batteries he carried when leaving the British army warehouse. He was also lucky that he and the others were on a mountain top at this moment. If one of these two was missing, they would not be able to do it.
He would be spotted by the plane overhead. Without a flashlight, George would not be able to use Morse code to attract the attention of the pilot on the plane. And if he were not on the top of a mountain, the pilot hovering in the night would not be able to detect George's flashlight light signal.