Wang Xiaohu fired all the bullets in his gun and watched the Japanese at the foot of the mountain getting closer and closer, their ferocious faces clearly visible.
When he was about to fire the grenade and commit suicide with the only remaining wounded man, he suddenly thought of Su Xiaoyan and Huang Wanqiu. He was worried that these two girls would not be able to do it and would fall into the hands of the Japanese and be humiliated.
He helped the wounded man to the back of the rock.
Wang Xiaohu saw that Su Xiaoyan and Huang Wanqiu looked pale, and it was obvious that they were very scared.
He took the two grenades from their hands, pulled off the fuses of the grenades, and threw them violently down the mountain.
Two grenades fell into the enemy group, killing two more Japs and a puppet soldier.
The Japanese and puppet soldiers originally thought that the people on the mountain had run out of ammunition, but the sudden blow scared them to the ground.
Wang Xiaohu raised the last remaining grenade, sat next to the two girls, and said with a smile: "Please close your eyes."
Su Xiaoyan and Huang Wanqiu closed their eyes obediently.
Wang Xiaohu has always liked Huang Wanqiu from the bottom of his heart. This kind of love is very pure and pure.
He was a shy young man. He never said anything and just helped Huang Wanqiu silently. As long as she was happy, Wang Xiaohu would be happy too.
He saw Huang Wanqiu's long eyelashes stained with tears and trembling there, and his heart felt extremely painful. He had never held a girl's hand in his growth. At this time, he had a strong desire, so
Said: "Wanqiu."
Huang Wanqiu opened her eyes and looked at Wang Xiaohu, wondering what he was going to say.
Wang Xiaohu plucked up the courage and said, "Can I hold your hand?"
She could detect everything Wang Xiaohu did for Huang Wanqiu, and she also really liked this handsome, simple and even shy young man.
At this critical moment of life and death, she reached out without hesitation and held Wang Xiaohu's hand.
At this moment, a sense of happiness spread throughout Wang Xiaohu's body, and he felt that he had no regrets anymore.
At this time, the Japanese and puppet troops saw that there was no movement on the mountain again, so they got up from the ground, howled again and charged up.
The four of Su Xiaoyan, Huang Wanqiu, Wang Xiaohu and the wounded soldier were close together. Wang Xiaohu raised the grenade in his hand and was about to pull the fuse.
Suddenly, fierce gunfire came from the bottom of the mountain, and then, the violent explosion of mortar shells came from the hillside. Among these sounds, there were also the screams of the Japanese and puppet troops, as well as the familiar sounds of them.
The bugle of the Eighth Route Army.
Wang Xiaohu shouted excitedly: "Brother Dalong and the others are here."
Su Xiaoyan and Huang Wanqiu hugged each other excitedly, and tears rolled out again.
The visitors were none other than Xu Dalong and others.
They hurriedly arrived near Dahuaishu Village, and heard gunshots and explosions coming from the mountains behind the village in the distance.
They knew that it was Wang Xiaohu and the others who were in danger, so they rode quickly through the village and arrived at the foot of the hillside behind the village.
Xu Dalong saw that the Japanese and puppet troops were approaching the top of the mountain. He quickly ordered the charge horn to be blown, notifying Wang Xiaohu and others that reinforcements had arrived.
In order to prevent the Japanese and puppet troops from rushing to the top of the mountain, he ordered Wang Chengzhu to use mortars to block the road for the Japanese and puppet troops to go up the mountain.
Wang Chengzhu was indeed a master artilleryman. He commanded the soldiers of the artillery unit to fire mortar shells continuously. The shells accurately landed between the Japanese and puppet troops and the top of the mountain, completely blocking the way for the Japanese troops to rush to the top of the mountain.
Zheng Xirong and Monk Wei commanded the soldiers with machine guns and rifles to fire violently at the Japanese and puppet troops on the mountain.
The Japanese and puppet troops exposed on the hillside had nowhere to hide, and they immediately suffered heavy losses.
Xu Dalong found the Japanese squad leader and shot him with one shot.
At this time, the Japanese squad leader was looking down the mountain. A bullet hit him between the eyebrows. He fell to the ground and then rolled down the hillside.
Before Xu Dalong and others arrived, there were only about 40 Japanese and puppet troops left. After this blow, there were less than 20 left.
They panicked and lay on the ground. Some puppet soldiers knelt on the ground and raised their guns to surrender.
The guerrilla fighters had just seen the bodies of their fallen comrades on the road. They were furious and refused to give the Japanese and puppet soldiers a chance to survive. Eight light machine guns and hundreds of rifles kept firing at the Japanese.
Puppet army shooting.
When Wang Chengzhu saw the Japanese and puppet troops lying on the ground, he no longer blocked their way, but fired artillery fire directly at them.
After a short time, no more moving Japanese and puppet troops could be seen on the hillside.
Xu Dalong, Sun Desheng, Zheng Xirong, and Wei Monk led the soldiers to rush up the hillside.
The soldiers hated these Japanese and puppet troops so much that they went up and stabbed each of them several times, regardless of life or death.
Xu Dalong rushed to the front and almost reached the top of the mountain. He shouted loudly: "Huzi, are you still there?"
At this time, he was extremely anxious, hoping that good news would come from the mountain.
"Brother Dalong." Wang Xiaohu appeared on the top of the mountain with tears in his eyes. When he saw Xu Dalong running up the mountain, he was like a wronged child. When he saw his elder brother, he immediately hugged Xu Dalong.
Xu Dalong patted his back gently and said kindly: "Okay, Huzi, it's okay. Where are the others?"
Wang Xiaohu wiped his tears with some embarrassment and pointed behind the rock.
At this time, hearing Xu Dalong's voice, Su Xiaoyan and Huang Wanqiu walked out from behind the rock.
When they saw Xu Dalong, they felt extremely kind. In their eyes, Xu Dalong's tall figure was as solid and reliable as a mountain.
Seeing that they were safe and sound, Xu Dalong finally felt relieved.
On the way back to Qiligou Village, Xu Dalong was in a very heavy mood. Eleven soldiers were sacrificed in this battle. This was the heaviest loss Xu Dalong had suffered since he led the army. He believed that this was due to his carelessness and underestimation of the enemy.
Yes, for this, he felt deeply guilty.
Sun Desheng, Wang Chengzhu and others felt the same as Xu Dalong. Although more than 80 Japanese and puppet troops were eliminated in this battle and a large number of weapons and ammunition were seized, no one was happy. No one said anything along the way. That's it.
March silently.
Soon after, Xu Dalong realized that he could not be depressed like this. War is cruel, and there is no way to fight without death. As the top commander of this guerrilla force, he could not let depression affect the combat effectiveness of the unit.
He turned around and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we did encounter some setbacks in this battle and sacrificed a lot of good brothers. However, we finally eliminated more than 80 Japanese and puppet troops and gained a victory.
It's a big victory, and it's something worth celebrating.
Our brothers have sacrificed their lives, and they don’t want to see us so depressed. They hope that we can build up our morale and follow their footsteps to move forward bravely.”
At this point, he shouted loudly: "Let's sing a song and be spiritual.
I am a soldier, ready and singing."
"I am a soldier, from the common people. The Anti-Japanese War tested me and my stance became firmer. Hehe, if I hold the gun tightly and keep my eyes open, whoever dares to launch a war of aggression will be resolutely wiped out."
The soldiers sang along with him, and with the loud singing, the morale of the soldiers was obviously restored.
This song was taught to them by Xu Dalong, and Chu Yun'er helped him compose it.
Hearing the loud singing of the soldiers, Chu Yun'er's pretty face suddenly appeared in front of Xu Dalong's eyes.
He thought to himself: "I don't know, what is this girl doing now?"
Chongqing, Sichuan University.
In a girls' dormitory, Chu Yun'er was painting a portrait. The person in Chu Yun'er's portrait was none other than Xu Dalong.
Chu Yun'er's painting skills are still very high. The face she painted of Xu Dalong is honest and honest, but his eyes reveal a hint of cunning.
"Who is the painting?"
Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded from behind her.
The sudden sound startled Chu Yun'er, and she subconsciously turned the portrait over and buckled it on the table.
The person who spoke was Chu Yun'er's best friend. She was originally a little curious about Chu Yun'er being in a daze there. Seeing Chu Yun'er's subconscious cover-up action, she smiled and said: "I have already seen it, who is this person? Yes.
Not your boyfriend?"
Chu Yun'er came back to her senses and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? This man is my brother."
My best friend laughed and said, "You're just talking nonsense. I've seen your elder brother, and he doesn't look like this. Honestly, who is he?"
Chu Yun'er pretended to be serious and said: "He is really my brother and my cousin."
My best friend smiled and said: "Cousin, aren't cousins just a couple? Hehe."
Chu Yun'er said: "Don't make blind guesses. You also know that I like handsome boys. This guy has an ordinary appearance and is not my type."
My best friend felt that Chu Yun'er was indeed like this in the past. She said with some suspicion: "Your cousin, why do you put so much effort into drawing him?"
Chu Yun'er said: "Don't underestimate my cousin, he is very capable. All the new songs I learned recently were written by him."
My best friend nodded and said, "I see, it's true. Those lyrics are so beautifully written. It seems like your cousin is really a talent."
As she said that, she picked up the portrait, looked at it, and said, "Although your cousin doesn't look handsome, he is also very energetic and gives people a very reliable feeling."
Chu Yun'er said with some pride: "Of course. My cousin is talented and a great hero. You don't know how brave he is. He has saved countless people..."
At this time, Xu Dalong's friendly smile appeared in front of Chu Yun'er's eyes, and she thought to herself: "I wonder what Brother Dalong is doing at this time?"
Xu Dalong and others were marching, and there was a fork in the road ahead. Xu Dalong thought for a moment and ordered the troops to stop advancing.