A sound of bells came over. Amid the tension and anticipation of Ma Datong and others, a group of carriages came on the mountain road back from Shunzi. Looking at the approaching convoy, Ma Datong's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom. The first car
At first glance, the horses in the carriage are not the pack horses raised by farmers and caravans. The horses' heads and looks indicate that they are military horses. They are exactly the same as the military horses used by the Japanese soldiers in the county. It seems that this group of people has a large caravan.
It might be the Japanese Imperial Army in disguise.
The oncoming large convoy was getting closer and closer. Ma Datong secretly counted. Oh my god, there were a total of 12 large vehicles with more than 40 people. Not only were the people pulling the vehicles big and tall, but there were also more than a dozen people guarding the vehicles.
The men on horses and the hidden guerrillas all stared at their captains, waiting for their captains to give orders before the bullets in the barrels of their guns roared out and shot down these guys on big horses.
Fall to the ground.
Ma Datong was also looking forward to it, but the large convoy was still far away from him. Ma Datong knew that at such a distance, his team members would not be able to hit the target at all, so he had to wait for this group of people to get closer.
300 meters, 0 meters. When the large convoy was still more than 100 meters away from Ma Datong's ambush point, the man riding in front of the large convoy raised his left hand. The entire convoy stopped. I don't know what the man said.
What happened? Two men in double-breasted trousers and jackets jumped out from the cart behind him and walked towards Ma Datong and the others carrying a large cloth bag.
Seeing the two men getting closer and closer, Ma Datong groaned secretly and slowly shrank his body in. Ma Datong and the guerrillas all stared at the two men approaching, but they didn't want to do anything at all.
I meant to walk slowly, but after walking for more than ten meters, I started running as fast as I could. They were still dozens of meters away from Ma Datong and the others. The two of them went up the mountain and then disappeared from the sight of Ma Datong and the others.
inside.
"Where are the people? Where are they?" Suddenly the traces of the two men were missing. Ma Da panicked. Looking at the large convoy on the mountain road, they had begun to retreat slowly, and the men on horseback were also gone.
After waiting for a long time, Ma Datong still couldn't find any trace of those men in his sight. Ma Datong, who felt depressed and was about to get out of his hiding place, heard a rhythmic chirping of birds on the hillside.
Ma Datong was shocked, "Oh no, the little devil is coming." The birdsong on the hillside had been arranged in advance. As soon as the message tree in the distance fell down, the team member responsible for delivering the news would imitate the bird song to remind Ma Datong.
There was a sound of motors, and four trucks drove up the mountain road. Each truck had a machine gun on the roof. In front of the truck, there were three three-wheeled motorcycles clearing the road. The motorcycles also had light machine guns.
The sight of so many machine guns made Ma Datong dizzy. Fortunately, he didn't fight those big truck drivers just now. If he was hit from behind by these little devils again, all his family fortune would be revealed here.
With a muffled "bang" sound, the leading motorcycle fell into Ma Datong's trap. A cloud of dust rose up. The motorcycles and trucks following behind stopped. The Japanese who jumped out of the truck
The soldiers were looking around with guns in hand, and the machine gunner on the truck roof also pulled the gun, ready to shoot at any time. The Japanese soldiers on the mountain road all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"You can't fight, you must not fight." Ma Datong was very anxious. He was afraid that his guerrillas would be unable to hold back and go off fire. Such a large number of Japanese soldiers and weapons and equipment were not something that their guerrillas could shake. "Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot completely blindsided Ma Datong. He did not give an order to attack. Which kid had misfired? "Bang" and "bang" were heard two more gunshots. The Japanese soldier who had just jumped out of the truck
Two more were knocked down, but this time Ma Datong could tell that the sound of gunshots was not coming from the rifles of the guerrillas, and the broken guns in their hands were not making such sounds when they fired.
Regardless of whether Ma Datong gave the order to attack or not, since someone had opened fire, the hidden guerrillas also pulled the trigger. For a while, bullets flew like locusts on the mountain road, and from time to time, Japanese
Soldiers and guerrillas were hit by bullets. Looking at his team members lying in a pool of blood one by one, Ma Datong's eyes turned red. Not only did these Japanese soldiers have super firepower, but their marksmanship was generally very strong.
, let alone the small number of guerrillas and poor weapons, even a regular infantry company would not be their opponent.
At this time, Ma Datong's attention was focused on those Japanese soldiers. He could no longer take care of the men who suddenly disappeared. "Withdraw, withdraw." Ma Datong fired the shell gun in his hand several times.
He fired his gun and called his surviving team members to evacuate. If they continued to fight these Japanese soldiers, the entire guerrillas would probably die on this Horseshoe Ridge. After a brief roar of "boom" and "boom" sounded in the air, several clouds of smoke appeared in the air.
The Japanese soldiers raised grenades over there, and Ma Datong became excited. He knew that the grenades that had just exploded among the Japanese soldiers were grenades fired from the grenades.
The most incredible thing is those Japanese machine guns. Every time the Japanese machine guns fire, Ma Datong will hear a dull gunshot, and the Japanese machine guns will immediately go silent. So far, Ma Datong has heard twelve shots.
That kind of gunfire, the machine gun fire of the Japanese soldiers on the mountain road also stopped twelve times, "Someone is helping, and they are helping their own side." Anyone who is not a fool can see that someone is helping secretly, and can become a guerrilla.
Captain Ma Datong is naturally not a fool.
"Boom", "Boom", two more fireballs and smoke rose next to the Japanese truck. Several Japanese soldiers gathered together were pushed by the air waves and hit the carriage board. "Kill them!" Taking advantage of the smoke, the Japanese soldiers
Two machine guns were set up in a relatively hidden place. Under the leadership of a soldier, they began to use firepower to shoot at the places they found suspicious. "Puff", "Puff", "Puff", "Puff", several pillars of soil were fired at Ma Datong.
The place where he was lying just now rose up, and it was a string of machine gun bullets fired by the Japanese machine gunners. If Ma Datong hadn't been pulled back by his belt, his head would have been turned into a crushed watermelon.
"The people who called you have withdrawn. With your skills and weapons, it's better not to rush forward and seek death." The man who saved Ma Datong's life chuckled into Ma Datong's ear and strode across the horse.
Datong's body moved quickly towards the Japanese army. Ma Datong was completely depressed. The person who saved him just now was actually the leading man of the large convoy. He had never seen the guy in the man's hand.