Chapter 67: Setting up an ambush on Horseshoe Ridge
"Don't panic, we don't mean any harm, we're just asking casually. If you don't want to say anything, forget it." The gangster noticed the vigilance in Tang Cheng and Sun Guangtian's eyes and left with a smile. Only the bullet that fell on the ground and
He took away the bayonets. These people moved very quickly. Sun Guangtian bandaged Tang Cheng's wounds, and those people also cleaned up the battle scene. More than a dozen Japanese and puppet corpses that had been repaired with knives were stripped naked.
Military uniforms, weapons and equipment, and personal belongings were all piled together in categories.
"Are you going to follow us or go on your own?" The Jianghu man came over again and threw to Sun Guangtian a small bag made of Imperial Association Army uniforms. Inside were a few compressed biscuits and two first aid kits. "Inside are
A few compressed biscuits and a first aid kit. There is no water. I'm afraid you have to find it yourself." The charlatan thought for a while, took out two rifle cartridge bridges from his pocket and threw them to Sun Guangtian, "10 rounds of bullets, you can save them.
Use it, I guess according to the rules of your Eighth Route Army, 10 bullets are not too few!"
Before Sun Guangtian and Tang Cheng could express their thanks, the men carrying ammunition and supplies climbed over the hillside and disappeared. Sun Guangtian and Tang Cheng were in a daze, "Old Tang, who do you think they are? It's impossible to kill them. Are they bandits?"
." Sun Guangtian took out the compressed biscuits from the small bag and handed them to Tang Cheng. Sun Guangtian has always been very interested in this group of men who suddenly appeared, especially the rifle that can shoot at long distances. He now knows that through
The small mirror above is aimed at the target. If I had such a rifle in my hand, I would not have been pursued by the Japanese and puppet troops just now.
After resting for a while, Sun Guangtian carried the injured Tang Cheng and started to march in the direction of Houjiaji. There was an Eighth Route Army guerrilla group in Houjiaji. Sun Guangtian was going to Houjiaji to deliver intelligence. Now Tang Cheng was injured.
, they could only follow Sun Guangtian to Houjiaji to treat his injuries, and then Sun Guangtian would send information back to the army on his behalf. Houjiaji was not very far from here. Sun Guangtian and Tang Cheng, who had been taking shortcuts on mountain roads, finally arrived at the guerrillas before dark.
The village where the troops were stationed.
"Captain Ma, this is an order given to you by your superiors." After seeing the guerrillas, Sun Guangtian finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart. After taking a deep drink of cold water, he pulled out a piece of paper from the upper of his shoe, which is
Because of this note, the impatient Sun Guangtian forced himself to break into the Japanese and puppet army's checkpoint. In fact, the note was hidden in the upper of his shoe, and the Imperial Army could not find it at all.
"Great." The horse captain who looked at the note slapped his thigh and stood up. "The Japanese army will transport a batch of supplies from the north to our Houjiaji the day after tomorrow. There may be our scarce medicines and ammunition there. What the superiors mean is
We can set up an ambush to capture this batch of supplies."
Deputy Captain Lu Shan, who was squatting aside and rolling a cigarette, frowned, "It's a good thing, but with the manpower and equipment of our guerrillas, I'm afraid it won't work." Lu Shan's worry is that Captain Ma has always been unwilling to do so.
In the place mentioned, the entire guerrilla group only had 5 people, and only 5 38-type rifles. The others had Hanyang-made rifles that were almost worn out, and there were not many bullets. Evenly divided, each person had
There were only a dozen rounds. It was indeed a bit difficult to intercept Japanese supplies with such manpower and equipment.
"Houjiaji, Houjiaji" snatched the freshly rolled local cigarette from Lu Shan's hand, and the horse captain pondered the terrain around Houjiaji, "No matter what, we still have to go and see it, it's so good
But we can’t just watch things slip away. If that doesn’t work, let’s dig out the road at Matiling, block the Japanese transport team at Matiling, and slowly wear them out.”
The soil smoke was thrown on the ground, and the horse captain clapped it with his hand, making the final decision.
Horseshoe Ridge, as its name suggests, is a U-shaped mountain ridge shaped like a horseshoe. Due to the dangerous terrain of the surrounding mountains, vehicles, horses and pedestrians passing here can only honestly follow the winding mountain road. If you want to take a shortcut, that is
It didn't work, because there was no shortcut in Matiling. After receiving the order, the guerrillas rested for the night and temporarily mobilized a dozen young adults in the village and all the iron tools that could dig the ground, and hurried up to Matiling.
Sun Guangtian, who had finished delivering the order, naturally followed, and Tang Cheng's information was sent to the army station by a fast-footed guerrilla.
"Dig, dig the road for me, just like a trap for wild beasts." Captain Ma directed his men to dig holes in turns, while deputy captain Lu Shan took his people to cut branches in the distance and came back to prepare a cover for the trap.
To cover up the traces, the soldiers in the guerrillas were all good at farm work. When they picked up their hoes, they started digging hard. In a short time, they dug out a big hole on the mountain road. Lu Shan jumped into the hole and measured it himself.
After that, he directed the guerrillas to build a cover with branches and sprinkled a thin layer of dry soil. If there weren't people standing on top, it would not be obvious that it was a trap.
"Lu Shan, I will lead my team members to stay here and wait to snipe the enemy. You lead the villagers back 0 meters to lie in wait. Wait for the Japanese convoy to stop here, and then take the opportunity to dig a way back.
"Break it, block the Japs on this mountain road. If we can't defeat them, we will kill them here." Captain Ma, holding a straw stick in his mouth, assigned a task to Lu Shan. An observation post has been arranged at Houjiaji.
, there are common people helping to deliver the news along the way. As long as the Japanese come, the news tree outside Matiling will definitely be knocked down.
"Captain, a convoy is coming over there." Panting, the man wearing a straw ring on his head ran along the mountain road. He was sent to keep an eye on the opposite mountain road. According to the orders of his superiors, the Japanese transport team should be
We passed through Matiling this afternoon, so in order to avoid accidentally injuring the ordinary caravans and pedestrians passing by, Ma Datong decided to block all the pedestrians and convoys coming in the opposite direction.
"That's not right. Didn't the intelligence say that the Japs' transport truck should pass through Matiling in the afternoon? The Japs are coming, and a convoy is coming over there. Could it be that the Japs' supporting troops are there?" He was already squatting on Matiling.
The guerrillas who had been working for a day and a half were looking at their captain with some difficulty. As the captain, Ma Datong was also confused. It had been a day and a half since he led the team members to Matiling Ridge yesterday morning.
, if something goes wrong in the meantime, all this hard work will be in vain.
"No matter what, let's take cover first. We'll get a good look later. If it's a caravan, we'll stop them. If it's a kid, we'll fight them." Ma Datong waved his hand, and his team members hid in the place they had already found.
When they got up, the impatient team members had already pulled the bolts and loaded bullets into the barrels. Ma Datong, who was lying in the pit, was also holding his shell gun tightly, staring at the mountain road with anticipation in his heart.