The first thousand two hundred and twenty chapters fire team
It was quiet in the ruins at night. After receiving the order, groups of ragged guerrilla officers and soldiers quietly withdrew from their respective defensive block positions.
After fighting bloody battles for a day and night, these officers and soldiers formed a team in the dark, and under the leadership of their respective officers, they reluctantly withdrew northward as they looked at the city they had fought to defend.
Most of the officers and soldiers were ordered to retreat quietly, but on the positions in the city, there were still some brothers from the fire team who were responsible for the rear, to prevent the Japanese from discovering something was wrong and pursue them.
"Now about the time, you will retreat at one o'clock in the morning."
The person in charge of commanding the rear troops was Deputy Battalion Commander Daozi who volunteered. Yang Ling raised his wrist and looked at his pocket watch to check the time with Daozi.
Deputy Battalion Commander Daozi also took out the pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time with Yang Ling's watch. After it was accurate, he put the pocket watch back into his pocket.
"Bring all the brothers out alive." Yang Ling gave the knife some more instructions worriedly.
The deputy battalion commander's face was stained by the smoke, and he patted his chest and promised: "Sir, don't worry, we will definitely take them out one by one."
"Take care of yourself!"
Yang Ling stretched out his fist and punched Daozi in the chest, then turned around and left with a few guards, quickly disappearing into the night.
"Batalion Deputy, how do we fight?"
The large troops had retreated silently, and the position seemed extremely quiet, which made the brothers in the fire team who stayed behind feel a slight chill.
"You guys will bury all the explosive packets and mines left behind for me. The rest of you will spread out and set up the machine guns for me."
Deputy battalion commander Daozi regained his stern expression and gave orders to several squad leaders under his command.
While Deputy Battalion Commander Daozi and the others were busy laying explosives and mines in preparation for the final retreat, the Japanese frontline troops also discovered something was wrong.
"Why is the Chinese position so quiet?"
A Japanese soldier on the firing line stared at the dark ruins and asked his companions.
"They couldn't have escaped, right?" One of the Japanese guessed, sticking out half of his head.
"Hurry and report to the squad leader."
The Japanese who were responsible for surveillance at the front line did not dare to make decisions without authorization. They hurriedly leaned back and walked behind a broken wall.
Behind this broken wall, the Japanese squad leader and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were wrapping themselves in marching blankets and resting. When they heard the sound of footsteps, they all grabbed their guns and woke up.
"Sir, Captain, the Chinese position opposite seems to be deserted." The Japanese reported the situation.
When the Japs squad leader heard this, he was horrified and did not dare to neglect. He hurriedly grabbed his gun and walked to the line of fire, holding up Cao Changjing to observe.
Unfortunately, except for the faint firelight from some rotten wood that was burning in the distance, the vision was too dim and Cao Changjing could not see anything.
"Flare-"
The Japs squad leader whispered the order behind him.
Soon, a flare rose up into the sky. The pale light reflected the outline of the ruined walls, and faintly lying corpses appeared in the field of vision. It was particularly scary at night like this.
The Japanese team leader used the light of the flare to observe the guerrilla position on the opposite side. He found that it was quiet and there was no movement at all.
"Do you want to report it to the squadron leader?"
Seeing that there was no movement on the other side, perhaps the guerrillas had escaped, a Japanese sergeant asked the squad leader with a solemn expression.
The Japs squad leader shook his head. Without confirming that the enemy had really escaped, reporting to the squadron leader would only result in a scolding.
The Japanese squad leader immediately gave the order firmly: "The third infantry detachment is responsible for covering. The first and second infantry detachments follow me over to take a look."
"Hiyi!"
Soon, the two Japs' infantry detachment of more than twenty people took out their bunkers with bayonets in hand and moved towards the guerrilla position.
"The devil is coming."
The brothers who were staying behind the front line heard a murmur of movement and knew immediately that the little devil must have discovered something.
"Get ready for battle. Fire all weapons later. Don't hide it. Don't let the little devils find any clues."
Seeing that the little Japs came over, the deputy battalion commander Daozi who was left behind didn't know if it was a large-scale attack by the Japs, but in any case, they had to resolutely repel the Japs, otherwise the Japs would discover something was wrong.
Neither can leave.
The Japanese soldiers were very cautious. They crept one by one like weasels stealing chickens, using the cover of dilapidated buildings to move towards the guerrilla positions alternately.
The rear fire team who stayed on the position quietly took out their guns, gently pulled the bolt, loaded the ammunition, adjusted the scale to 100 meters, and began to aim into the darkness.
Soon, black shadows appeared in the brothers' field of vision. Looking at these wretched figures, a look of ferocity flashed on the brothers' faces.
"beat!"
The deputy battalion commander Daozi sneered at the corner of his mouth, aimed at a Japanese man who was hunching forward and groping forward, and pulled the trigger.
The gun's muzzle spurted out tongues of flame, and the scorching bullets penetrated the Japanese's body at lightning speed like a stream of fire.
Only a muffled sound was heard in the darkness, and a black figure immediately fell to the ground.
"Da da da - da da da -"
"Bang bang bang..."
The fire team at the rear left behind five light machine guns, and all of them opened fire in an instant, and the overwhelming bullets were swept in the direction of the sound.
Behind these dense machine gun bullets, rifle bullets also flew out in bright trajectories.
For a moment, it was like a meteor shower, with intertwined ballistic trajectories illuminating the dilapidated ruins.
"Puff puff!"
"Well!
"ah!"
Under the sudden blow of such a violent rain of bullets, the Japanese soldiers who crept over were immediately beaten all over and trembled with blood pouring out.
The remaining Japanese soldiers also hurriedly dodged and lay down to fight back, but the firepower of the guerrilla brothers was too fierce, and they soon beat the Japanese until they could not lift their heads.
"Retreat, retreat!"
The Japanese squad leader saw people being shot and falling to the ground, and hurriedly ordered a retreat.
Pursued by bullets, the remaining Japanese soldiers galloped back toward their own positions like lost dogs. From time to time, some were knocked over by the overtaking bullets and let out shrill wails.
"Brothers, rush..."
Seeing the Japanese retreating, the excited squad leader immediately stood up with a bayonet in hand and wanted to pursue him, but was dragged back by the deputy battalion commander's knife.
"Fuck you, just be patient." Deputy Battalion Commander Daozi rolled his eyes at the squad leader angrily.
Daozi saw that the Japanese had run back to their position, and hurriedly waved to both sides to tell them to stop shooting.
Soon, this small-scale night battle ended. Except for the strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke that filled the air, it seemed as if it had never happened. The battlefield fell into silence again.
The Japs squad leader panted heavily and ran back to his position. A detachment left behind was extremely nervous and pointed its gun at the darkness.
They were worried that the guerrillas would come after them, but after waiting for several minutes, they breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw that the guerrillas did not come after them.
"Count the casualties."
The fighting stopped, and the Japanese squad leader breathed heavily and gave orders.
"Our team withdrew five people and three were slightly injured."
"Seven people from our team came back, two were slightly injured and one was seriously injured."
After hearing the report from the two infantry detachments, the Japanese squad leader felt regretful. He would not have attacked rashly if he had known better.
"What's going on? What happened just now?!"
At this moment, the Japanese squadron leader and dozens of Japanese soldiers heard the gunshots and rushed over for reinforcements.
When he heard that the Japanese squad leader had made an unauthorized attack and suffered heavy losses, the Japanese squadron leader turned livid with anger.
"asshole!"
With a loud slap, five finger prints suddenly appeared on the face of the Japanese squad leader.