448, a battle that will never be recorded in history
The boundless prairie.
A small cavalry team was marching cautiously eastward.
There are more than thirty horses in total.
Half were riders and half were camels. But there wasn’t much cargo.
The leader was an old man with sad eyes and a face full of vicissitudes of life. He was carrying a water rifle and a wine gourd hanging on his waist.
Others were also carrying water rifles.
Their eyes were also sad and numb. They seemed lifeless.
As a horse team, they were very careful. The scouts were sent very far.
"Da da da!"
"Da da da!"
Suddenly, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from ahead.
But the old man didn't look nervous, because the sound of horse hooves was their own scout.
There are Japanese everywhere on the prairie. There are also Mongolian cavalry who are vassalized by the Japanese. If you encounter them, you can only give up your goods and find a way to escape.
Huh?
The old man's eyes suddenly flashed.
But I heard it. It was not a scout. There were others.
Be alert immediately.
Raise your hands. Make a fist.
Everyone immediately dispersed and were on guard with guns.
Soon after, the scouts appeared.
It was indeed one of their own. But there was someone else following him.
This man was wearing a military uniform and carrying a gun. But the style of the military uniform was strange. The old man felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't recall it.
To be sure, no one outside the Great Wall wears such a military uniform.
Da da da……
Da da da……
The sound of horse hooves was dull. Soon they arrived in front of the horse team.
"Uncle Meng."
The scout greeted the old man.
Uncle Meng nodded. He kept looking at the people around the scout.
The other party is very young and very energetic.
It can even be said that he is very handsome.
Wearing a brand new military uniform, spotless, it feels a bit unrealistic.
He was carrying a gun, something he had never seen before.
"He said his name was Zhang Chu."
"It's the Eighth Route Army coming from the south. They came here to kill the Japanese."
The scout explained.
When he first met Zhang Chu, he was also confused.
Eighth Route?
I've heard of it. But I've never seen it.
There are Eight Routes infesting the Jidong area.
Occasionally, the Eighth Route Army will enter the Jehol area for activities.
But it's very rare. Very few people see it.
A lonely Eighth Route Army man actually came outside the Great Wall? And he said he wanted to kill the Japanese?
Just kidding!
How can one kill a Japanese?
Being killed by the devils is not bad.
No matter how I looked at it, it felt wrong. So I brought him back.
Anyway, Zhang Chu is alone. They are not afraid of him turning the world upside down. How capable can one person be?
"Your name is Zhang Chu?"
"right!"
"Are you the Eighth Route Army?"
"right!"
"Which part of the Eighth Route is it?"
"The new regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division."
"I haven't heard of it. We only know that there is an Eighth Road in the east of Hebei Province."
"Jidong..."
Zhang Chu was thoughtful.
That's right. His next stop is Jidong.
Some Eighth Route Army troops in Pingxi have changed their uniforms. Their overall combat effectiveness has been improved to a certain extent.
But Jidong has not changed his clothes at all.
If you don't change your clothes, you will only be beaten by the Japanese invaders. That is a very sad thing.
"Let me ask, how long does it take to get to Jidong from here?"
"You want to go south from Rehe?"
"Rehe?"
Zhang Chu thought for a while and then understood where Rehe was.
During the Republic of China, there were two provinces in Mongolia between the Pingjin region. One was Chahar and the other was Rehe.
Cha in the middle of Shanxi, Chahar and Hebei represents Chahar.
Jireliao, the heat in the middle represents Rehe.
The main jurisdiction of Rehe includes Chifeng, Chengde, Fuxin and other places. It was occupied by the Japanese invaders after 1933 and was included in the area controlled by the puppet Manchukuo.
The area of Chahar is actually not small. Datong is under the jurisdiction of Chahar, not Shanxi. It’s just that Zhang Chu came from a later generation and has no such concept.
To the north of Jidong is Rehe.
To the east of Rehe are the three eastern provinces, the home base of the Japanese Kwantung Army.
The Japanese Kwantung Army...
What a giant!
A full 700,000 elite troops.
Even before the defeat of the Japanese invaders, the Kwantung Army was still very large.
Although in front of the Soviet Red Army, the Kwantung Army was overwhelmed and vulnerable. However, that was the Soviet Red Army! It was the Soviet Red Army that defeated the Germans!
If another army were to fight, it would definitely not be so easy. It might even be impossible to fight at all.
This is not about boosting others' ambition and destroying one's own prestige.
This is true.
The Japanese Kwantung Army is now at its peak and extremely powerful.
Especially after last year's Battle of Nomenkan, the Japanese invaders frantically increased their troops in the three eastern provinces, greatly strengthening the Kwantung Army's combat effectiveness.
Among the twenty permanent divisions, more than thirteen are in the Kwantung Army all year round.
Even if some are transferred out, at least eight permanent divisions will remain.
The tiger's butt cannot be touched?
No!
Zhang Chu doesn’t believe in evil!
After arriving in Jidong, he planned to go to Liaodong and touch the butt of the Japanese Kwantung Army...
Who is afraid of whom!
"There are too many Japanese over there in Rehe. You can't get through." Uncle Meng shook his head.
"I don't know the road. Can you send me a guide?" Zhang Chu said casually.
In order to prevent others from being implicated, Zhang Chu acted alone again.
He was alone, and he could still escape even if he encountered a large number of Japanese invaders. However, it would be more troublesome if he followed other people.
Even Duan Peng and Monk Wei could not escape when encountering a large number of Japanese invaders.
There are only some exceptions that are native to the grasslands.
For example, take these people in front of you.
Those who have the courage to go out on the prairie at this time are all gods.
Especially them.
Take an unusual step.
They were walking through wasteland, indicating that they definitely did not seek refuge with the Japanese.
Otherwise, you can definitely take the high road.
There are also fixed trade routes and caravans on the grassland. However, they all need approval from the Japanese.
"Guide?"
"There's definitely nothing free."
Uncle Meng spoke frankly.
If it is normal, of course there is no problem.
But now, the Japanese invaders are rampant and dangers are everywhere. No one dares to do this.
"One hundred rifles."
"Ten light machine guns."
"One hundred thousand rounds of ammunition."
Zhang Chu knew it well. He didn't want to owe others any favors.
If it's free, you'll feel guilty if something goes wrong. However, if the price is clearly marked, there won't be such a psychological burden.
I've made an offer. It's up to you to decide whether you accept it or not.
It’s a two-way choice!
If you accept it, you will have to bear any consequences.
As the Cantonese saying goes, eating salted fish will satisfy your thirst. Since you have chosen this job, you have to finish it with tears in your eyes.
"No one will believe you."
Uncle Meng shook his head.
He felt that the other party was talking nonsense.
To be honest, he had no contact with the Eighth Route Army. He had never interacted with it. He knew very little about it.
However, he is still very clear about the importance of weapons and ammunition.
One hundred rifles and ten light machine guns are not something that ordinary people can handle. Not to mention there are one hundred thousand rounds of ammunition.
In fact, there are many armed forces in the Chahar and Jehol areas.
Not all forces have surrendered to the Japanese. There are also some who are against the Japanese, but their strength is relatively weak.
The main reason is the lack of weapons and ammunition.
Those who take refuge with the Japanese can get support from the Japanese and can obtain weapons and ammunition from the Japanese.
The Japanese defeated many Chinese troops and captured a large amount of weapons and ammunition.
The Japanese themselves did not need these weapons and ammunition, so they gave them away to others.
Anyone who surrendered to the Japanese would be sent away.
Those who oppose the Japanese not only have to face attacks from the Japanese, puppet troops, traitors, and lackeys. They also have to find ways to raise weapons and ammunition on their own.
Without weapons and ammunition, the outcome will be very tragic.
Not long ago, Ningjiabao was breached by the Japanese and puppet troops. Almost all the thousands of people inside were slaughtered. Only a handful of people escaped.
"Do you want bullets?"
Zhang Chu suddenly changed the topic.
As he spoke, he took out two small bags from the baggage of his spare war horse.
Open.
There were bright yellow bullets inside.
All are bullets for the water rifle. Each small pocket holds a hundred bullets.
"You sell bullets?"
Uncle Meng is incredible.
What does this guy do?
Eighth Route?
Does Eighth Route Army still sell weapons and ammunition?
eccentric……
"Half for sale, half for free. One ocean, two bags of bullets."
"I will have as much as you want."
Zhang Chu threw out the bait.
He hoped that these people in front of him would take the bait.
It's a win-win thing.
The opponent can get ammunition replenishment, and you can get a guide.
It’s my first time here and I’m completely unfamiliar with the prairie. I can’t do it without a guide.
You must at least understand the Japanese.
If we bump into the Japanese lair, wouldn't it be doomed?
Uncle Meng frowned.
"What do you do exactly?"
"I am a member of the Eighth Route Army. I am also an arms dealer. I am very happy to support all anti-Japanese armed forces."
"You have arms?"
"certainly!"
"Can it be transported outside the Great Wall?"
"Free door-to-door delivery. As long as I'm by your side, I can definitely deliver it."
"Okay, I want two hundred bags of bullets."
Uncle Meng quickly asked someone to bring out a sheepskin bag.
It contains a hundred oceans.
A heavy, tinkling sound.
There are very few people outside the Great Wall who use Dayang. But his cavalry happened to bring some with them.
"make a deal!"
Zhang Chu nodded and took the sheepskin bag.
Good guy. It’s actually a bit heavy to buy!
I took a quick glance at him and saw that he was an honest man.
Okay, I won’t owe you anything either.
He immediately took out two hundred small cloth bags and handed them to the other party.
A total of 20,000 rounds of ammunition.
It seems that this Uncle Meng is going to do big things!
There are only a dozen of them, but they actually need more than 20,000 rounds of ammunition. But they still use the oldest water rifle in their hands.
If you encounter Japanese invaders, the Shui Lianzhu rifle is obviously inferior to the Type 44 rifle used by the Japanese invaders.
If you are an infantryman, Shui Lian Zhu is indeed very useful.
However, it is too long and bulky for cavalry to use...
But he didn’t say anything. He didn’t actively promote the SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle.
It would be meaningless if the other party had evil intentions.
Although there is a recycling radar, it is not very easy to use in the prairie.
He groped around inside for a long time, but the recycling radar was completely empty.
Nothing at all.
There were no weapons or ammunition, indicating that no Japanese invaders were encountered.
I can't help but feel a little depressed.
I came here to kill the Japanese invaders, but I didn’t even see the Japanese invaders. I was so unhappy.
I had fired continuously before, hoping that the sound of gunfire would attract the Japanese cavalry. As a result, there was no wool. On the empty prairie, the sound of gunfire was quickly extinguished and could not be heard for ten miles at all.
"Are there any Japanese invaders nearby..."
"Shh!"
Before he finished speaking, Uncle Meng signaled him to be silent.
Uncle Meng's expression is very serious. It seems to be saying, don't mention it, don't mention it. If it comes true...
Zhang Chu then shut up.
The recovery radar shows nothing.
It means there are no Japanese invaders nearby. There is no need to be nervous at all.
but……
Forget it.
After all, others are not yourself.
If you are a skilled person, you are bold and don't panic at all when you encounter Japanese. But they are different.
They are a cavalry team with cargo. Once they are caught by the Japanese cavalry, the consequences will be disastrous. It can be said that whether they can run away is a question. Don't worry about the cargo.
Just as he was about to speak, the recycling radar suddenly showed up.
It is a group of small yellow dots that enter the radar display range from the west. Judging from the speed of movement, they should be cavalry.
Zhang Chu:......
No way?
Are you really a crow's mouth?
Did the Japanese cavalry really show up?
no!
You can't slap yourself in the face with anything you say.
How could I be a crow's mouth? How could it be possible? How could it be possible...
"Excuse me!"
"I'll go over there and have a look!"
Zhang Chu clapped and left.
He was going to deal with the Japanese cavalry alone.
As long as the Japanese cavalry are killed in advance, the crow's mouth will disappear.
As witty as me...
But the other war horse was not taken away.
He wanted to see if Uncle Meng and others would take advantage of others and take away his own things.
Of course, killing the Japanese invaders is the most important thing.
Da da da!
Da da da!
Quickly go west.
His retrieval radar has been upgraded.
The display radius has increased from the original thirty kilometers to fifty kilometers. This is already the upgrade limit of the radar. It can no longer be upgraded.
Quietly approaching the Japanese cavalry.
Sure enough, it was a small group of Japanese cavalry. About thirty people.
Came just in time!
The number of people is just right. I can handle it by myself.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Just two shots.
Two Japanese cavalrymen fell down. They were completely unresponsive.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Zhang Chu continued to shoot.
Two more Japanese cavalrymen fell down. They also showed no response.
They didn't see Zhang Chu at all.
Not even the sound of horse hooves was heard.
Because Zhang Chu shot from 600 meters away. And he shot while standing on the ground.
He was worried that his marksmanship on horseback would not be accurate enough, so he simply went to the ground.
Sure enough, from a distance of 600 meters, every shot hit the target, and one shot was fatal.
The Japanese cavalry did not react for a while.
It wasn't until Zhang Chu fired ten bullets with his SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle and killed ten Japanese cavalry that the other Japanese cavalry felt something was wrong.
idiot!
Someone actually attacked them!
Weird thing!
Someone actually attacked them!
They are working as a team!
Who would dare to do this on the prairie?
idiot!
I finally saw it clearly. There was only one enemy!
Still wearing military uniform.
However, I can't identify the opponent's path.
However, this doesn't matter.
What matters is counterattack! Kill the opponent!
"Pah hook!"
"Pah hook!"
The Japanese invaders fired back.
Unfortunately, the distance is too far, a full four to five hundred meters.
Although the Japanese invaders' marksmanship was very accurate, it was indeed difficult for the naked eye to shoot at a distance of four to five hundred meters.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Zhang Chu just seized the opportunity and shot.
This is the first battle after coming to the grassland! How can you be embarrassed?
Because he has recently contributed too many weapons and equipment, and his attributes have increased too abnormally.
There is absolutely no difficulty in dealing with small groups of Japanese invaders.
idiot!
The remaining Japanese invaders felt something was wrong.
Where did this guy come from? Why is he so cruel?
One man shot so many of them?
The key is that they didn't see each other's faces clearly.
"Kill Chirp!"
"Kill Chirp!"
The Japanese cavalry second lieutenant was angry.
Order all the Japanese cavalry to make a full-scale assault. They will never give up until the enemy is killed.
However……
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
There were still constant gunshots.
One by one, the Japanese cavalry fell.
The Japanese second lieutenant's vision suddenly went dark, and then he lost everything clearly.
But he was shot in the head. He was fatal on the spot.
Not even a little bit of consciousness remains.
"Snapped!"
The last Japanese cavalryman was killed.
The gunfire stopped.
The battle is over.
The prairie became very quiet again. Only the breeze passed by.
Zhang Chu looked around.
nobody else.
hehe.
A silent battle.
A battle that will never be recorded in history.
A total of thirty-three Japanese invaders were killed, including a Japanese second lieutenant.
Slowly ride up.
Recycle all weapons and equipment.
He may or may not want these weapons and equipment.
If there are guerrillas nearby, he definitely doesn't want it. Just give it to the guerrillas. But now that there are no guerrillas, it definitely can't be wasted.
There are also more than thirty horses that cannot be wasted.
Although the Japanese invaders were brutal, the war horses were really good.
With a whistle, all the horses were gathered together.
No one else took action this time. Only himself. Therefore, all the horses were intact.
Of course, there is no need for the Japanese invaders' saddles or anything like that.
He took off all the saddles and everything else and walked back with the bare horse.
Soon, he returned to Uncle Meng and others.
He found that his spare horse had not moved.
very good.
They're fairly well-behaved.
"What are you..."
Uncle Meng was puzzled.
Where did this Eighth Route Army bring back so many war horses?
It feels a bit like a Japanese cavalry horse?
Then he shook his head.
How can it be……
How could the Japanese cavalry horses be in his hands?
"Oh, I met you on the road."
"I don't know whose family it belongs to. Maybe it's lost."
"Leave it to you. See if anyone wants it. If no one wants it, just take it all the way back."
Zhang Chu said casually.
Uncle Meng:???
Something seems to be wrong. But nothing seems to be wrong.
