"How can you go if you don't go to Changsha, we are from Huangshi all the way south, there are many Japanese troops along the way, Xianning has been broken by the Japanese army, there is no way to go north or west, the best way is to go south, do you Jiujiang soldiers still have a good way to go?" Tang Cheng, who was dressed in the uniform of a Japanese army commander, was loading bullets into the cartridge box on his waist, and Zhou Xian, the only officer in the Jiujiang Army, was standing beside Tang Cheng.

Zhou Xian shook his head in frustration when he heard this, if they had a way to go, they would be captured and captured by the Japanese army, Zhou Xian asked for his head, Tang Cheng grabbed a handful of bullets and handed it to Zhou Xian and said with a smile, "We are the 2nd Company of the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division, I am the company commander Tang Cheng, we were scattered when we fought with the Japanese army in Macheng Xiaojieling, so we had to go south to cross the river to find the team." I see that you left Jiujiang to fight devils, so it's better to join us directly, you go and ask my brothers, we have killed the little devils all the way south to this point. ”

Tang Cheng had an expression on his face that didn't lie to you, but the cunning in his eyes could even be understood by Liu Shishi. Zhou Xian's Jiujiang Pre-11th Division was originally a miscellaneous unit with a dissatisfied number of soldiers, and such a unit could withstand the Japanese army's bloody battles for several days in a row, which was already not simple. There are only 6 of the more than 20 people left when they left Nanshan Village, Tang Cheng began to think about strengthening the second company, Zhou Xian and these people are the most suitable candidates, seeing Zhou Xian's expression a little tangled and struggling, Tang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "You don't have to answer me first, wait for us to leave here safely, you have discussed it with your brothers, and then tell me the answer." Seeing that Tang Cheng no longer pressed his choice, Zhou Xian was obviously relieved, but Tang Cheng was already smiling in his heart.

The one-hour preparation time given by Tang Cheng seemed to pass quickly, counting the 20 Jiujiang soldiers rescued from the ancestral hall and the captured horse fat man, there were already 26 Japanese soldiers standing in the open space outside the ancestral hall at this time. The car drove over slowly, and Tang Cheng, who was dressed in the uniform of a Japanese army commander, came out of the cab, "Get in the car, let's get out of here." The car quickly sped out of the village and sped off on the road.

Tang Cheng They left the village before dawn and continued south, leaving behind the corpses of Japanese soldiers all over the ground and half of the village emitting black smoke, and the dozen or so villagers who were rescued by Tang Cheng looked at the empty village full of the smell of blood and hugged their heads and cried. Tang Cheng is a soldier not a savior, he can kill Japanese soldiers but can't control these homeless villagers, he only has a truck, more than 20 men with loaded guns have packed the carriage, in the face of reality, Tang Cheng can only choose Zhou Xian and them who have fought and give up those villagers.

"Do you think I should bring those villagers with me?" Zhou Xian and Liu Shi sat in the cab, and Tang Cheng chatted with Zhou Xian with something to say. Seeing that Zhou Xian just shook his head but didn't speak, Tang Cheng smiled, "There are almost 20 people in that village, there are more than 20 young people, and the Japanese army is only about 40. Why do you want to be indifferent to watching your loved ones being killed by the Japanese army? When we rescued them, those guys who were stronger than me didn't dare to leave the yard, and even if such people went south, they didn't dare to fight the Japanese army. ”

"There are only so many Japanese soldiers who come to China to burn and loot, and one less to die, if every Chinese in the occupied areas is like them, they can live their own small life behind closed doors and defend their homeland. I can only care about those bloody men who dare to fight with the Japanese army, as for those who have lost their guts, they are no different from the walking dead in my eyes. As Tang Cheng spoke, he paid attention to Zhou Xian's expression with the corner of his eye, and seeing that the latter's expression had loosened a little, Tang Cheng secretly laughed.

The north wind always has a way of sending the night away early, but the brief darkness before dawn still makes the land dark, which is a very strange sight, looking up at the sky is still bright, but when you look down it is already too dark to see the road. Because this is a mountainous area, as soon as the sun goes down, the originally beautiful mountain road will immediately become cloudy and windy, and people can't help but shiver. A slippery person suddenly appeared like a shadow on the mountain road, this team of people had the size of a squad, all short guns, which was rare in the national army.

"I've gained a lot," suddenly a person jumped out of the mountain road to meet them.

"Report to the captain, I'm sure there are no devils after ten kilometers all the way......," the gray-clothed man in the lead stepped forward and replied in a low voice. Waiting for him by the side of the road was his captain, who would never have been sent from the main force to be the guerrilla leader if he had not killed the prisoners at the end of the battle. Their mission last night was to make a feint to the north, so as to test the situation of the devils; The order from above is not to fight hard, only to make a feint, and the key to the task is to report the devil's reaction in detail at any time.

"As before, the devils will take a defensive position as soon as they exchange fire with us, and as long as we insist on not retreating, they will leave......" Ma Qingwu, nicknamed Ma Wangye, began to report on their fight with the devil's turret: "Sometimes before we fight, the devil will retract back into the turret when they find us from afar, it's really evil...... "It's a very evil door, why are devils 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 energy on; Now he should leave a squad here to guard and then go back with the others to report the situation.

Along the way, the report at the back became Ma Qingwu's report to Chen Tiehan to show off: "I didn't find that the devils were all soft persimmons before, and I knew that the little devils were so timid now, so we should pull the whole team up, and Guan Bao can give him the few turrets in Beishan." "The feints to the north and northwest were very smooth, and the Japanese troops did not entangle with them at all, but the feints to the east were met with a tough counterattack, and the guerrillas tried several times and were beaten back, and Chen Tiehan made all the details and let the traffic officers take them away.

"Devil, it's a devil." When the familiar earthy yellow military uniform of the Japanese army appeared in everyone's sight, most of the people who were left behind by Chen Tiehan were still in disbelief, and when they came back, they didn't notice that there were chasing soldiers behind them. "Bang bang bang ......" is almost continuous roaring, strings of firecrackers are lit in oil drums, and from a distance it sounds very similar to heavy machine gun fire, especially when many oil drums are burning firecrackers into a piece.

The wilderness was littered with Japanese mortar shells, and the Type 92 heavy machine guns were constantly firing at the ridges of every field to suppress the guerrillas who might emerge. It was already dark, and it was only fitting that the strong firepower of the Japanese army could be used to suppress the guerrillas. There were only a dozen guerrillas in charge of the broken rear, and they could withstand the attack of more than 100 Japanese soldiers, and after more than half of the casualties, the few remaining guerrillas could only take advantage of the terrain and fight and retreat.

The Japanese firepower was constantly pouring on the battle line, and the Japanese troops on the offensive did not care how many guerrillas they were facing, but kept consuming ammunition and using strong firepower to suppress the opponent. "Damn, the little devil has a lot of bullets...... "Yu Dazhuang, who was carrying a rifle, said angrily: "The little devil has more bullets than our firecrackers, and even losing to them like this is really unwilling...... "The large number of firecrackers brought by the guerrillas was all used up, there was no way, it couldn't be loaded, and the last guerrillas began to evacuate."

The shouts of "kill and give" the Japanese charge almost overshadowed the gunshots, and the Japanese soldiers who had endured for a long time swooped down on all fronts, chasing the bombing point and rushing forward. If it weren't for the fact that the guerrillas set off too many firecrackers, all the firecracker paper in that place would not have been burned out by the Japanese artillery fire, and if it weren't for the waste oil drums left in one place, the Japanese stormtroopers would probably have been confused for a longer time. But when they rushed forward and found a large number of waste oil drums on the guerrilla positions, and a large amount of firecracker paper in the iron drums, the Japanese soldiers were all blown up: they were tricked.

The sound of rapid machine gun firing sounded again, and there was more than one machine gun listening to the sound, and Yu Dazhuang, who had already withdrawn to the mountain beam and was about to turn sharply, turned around to watch, but found that the Japanese army frightened by the mountain beam had become a pot of porridge. "Hehe, this is weird, how did the little devil fight himself." At the foot of the hill, several clouds of black smoke rose from the mortar position of the Japanese army at some point, and a Japanese military vehicle suddenly appeared in the open space in front of the Japanese army and their mortar position, and several gunfire sprayed from the carriage was chasing the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield.

"What does that mean?" Yu Dazhi and his group were completely dumbfounded, knowing that the guerrillas fought devils, the national army fought devils, and some green forest bandits also killed devils, but they had never heard of little devils who also killed devils. The truck spraying gunfire kept moving, and the gunfire sprayed out of the carriage was like peeling a sweet potato, cutting off the Japanese army's offensive formation layer by layer, and killing more than half of the more than 100 Japanese soldiers who had to evacuate one after another after Yu Dazhi and their pursuit.

"Could it be our own people in the car?" Yu Dazhi on the mountain beam they chose to stay and watch, in their opinion, if the Japanese army wants to set up a set, they will not use their own lives as bargaining chips, seeing that the Japanese soldiers under the mountain beam are about to die, if this is still a full set, the price of the little devil is really big enough.

Tang Cheng, who jumped out of the cab, looked at the guys on the mountain beam with a telescope, obviously a few so-called guerrillas, and Tang Cheng had long since ignored the ubiquity of the guerrillas. "Clean up the battlefield, just take the ammunition, forget about the weapons. If they don't come down, forget it, and leave the weapons to them. ”