"Sambo, what are you doing!?" At this time, Song Xinmin and Factory Manager Li came over to inquire.
"Director, the Japs are coming, we need to move as soon as possible." Sanbao ignored Song Xinmin and suggested to the director.
"But these equipments..." Director Li said distressedly.
"We can think of ways without the equipment, but what if we don't have the people?" Sanbao reminded.
"Sambo, are you just spreading alarmism and sabotage?" Song Xinmin shouted at the side.
"Are you deaf and can't hear the gunshots outside?" Sanbao replied immediately.
"Our security forces will definitely be able to stop the Japs, and the surrounding troops will rush over for reinforcements," Song Xinmin insisted.
"What do you know!" Sanbao shouted: "The devils broke into our base just to find our main force for a decisive battle. You are helping the devils by doing this."
"You, you're talking nonsense!" Song Xinmin was a little angry.
"Director, if we evacuate quickly, then the large forces will not have to engage in unnecessary hard battles with the Japs to save us. After all, we and the Japs are now mainly engaged in mobile warfare." Sanbao said to the Factory Director.
"What Sanbao said makes sense." Director Li finally nodded.
"No, we can't throw away these equipment at will, and the enemy's situation is unknown now. We can't be frightened by the Japanese." Song Xinmin insisted: "Maybe it's just a small group of Japanese. We have to wait for orders from our superiors."
"That way it will be too late." Sanbao said.
"Let's do this, let's prepare here." Factory Director Li was in a dilemma. After all, he only knew production and didn't understand the combat situation, so he said: "Sambo, you have fought in the war, why don't you go to the front and take a look before making a decision?
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At this time, the gunfire outside stopped somewhat, which made Song Xinmin even more insistent, "Listen, after hearing the gunfire, the Japanese must have retreated."
Sanbao ignored him and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look." Sanbao took the gun and went.
Sanbao quickly rushed to the defensive position in front of the mountain. The fighting here really stopped. "How are they? How many Japanese are there?" Sanbao asked anxiously to the ninth company commander.
"We have repelled the first attack of the Japs. There were about thirty Japs." The ninth company commander pointed at the four or five corpses abandoned by the Japs in front and said, "I judge that they should be a squadron of the Japs."
"A squadron." Sanbao felt relieved at first. When he was in the guerrillas, he did not take the Japanese squadron seriously. At this time, relying on the favorable terrain and the ninth company, he would be able to stop the Japanese.
Sanbao looked through the scope. He first saw the Japanese artillerymen setting up mortars five or six hundred meters away. He couldn't help but be shocked. A Japanese squadron would never have so many mortars.
Also, a squadron of Japanese dared to break into the base area. They really didn’t want to live anymore. At this time, the Eighth Route Army switched to a defensive movement, but it was still possible to eliminate a squadron of Japanese. But if a large group of Japanese came, with the Japanese’s
It is really not easy to deal with the firepower, not to mention that this is a large-scale operation by the Japanese, so they are even more confident.
"No, it should be a Japanese brigade." Sanbao immediately judged.
"That makes sense." The Ninth Company Commander replied, "But why were their attacks not so fierce?"
"There are two reasons." Sanbao guessed: "First, they want the Japanese from the back mountain to take over. After all, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack here."
"What else?" asked the Ninth Company Commander.
"The other one is that they think our target is too small, and they want to use this to attract our rescue troops to come and contain us, and then wait for their large troops to surround our main force from the outside." Sanbao replied.
"This little devil is so cunning! And he's also so arrogant." The Ninth Company Commander couldn't help but cursed.
"We must cover the rapid transfer of personnel in the arsenal." Sambo said.
"Don't worry, even if we fight to the death, I will still defend this place." The ninth company commander responded.
"Give me three hours, and then order the troops to retreat. We can't fight the Japanese." Sanbao said uneasily: "Once the Japanese go crazy, we don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices."
"Okay then." The Ninth Company Commander responded.
"I'll buy you a little more time before I leave." Sanbao said, raising the sniper rifle in his hand. Under the scope, the Japanese who were preparing for an artillery attack five or six hundred meters away clearly appeared under the muzzle of the gun.
The Japs never expected that at such a distance, the Eighth Route Army still had the means to strike from a distance. Soon, several Japs artillerymen were killed by Sanbao. This caused the Japs to panic and retreat immediately. They stayed away from Sanbao.
Only then did the shooting range slow down and redeploy.