The charred land was covered with large and small craters, corpses were scattered randomly in the damp fields, damaged firearms were scattered around, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air...
Nagamura stood solemnly in the cold wind with his saber in both hands, staring at the battlefield where the fierce battle took place not long ago with dark eyes. He was frightened and angry in his heart, and his facial muscles were twitching violently, indicating that he was very angry now.
A Japanese lieutenant trotted with his feet in the blood-soaked mud and ran up to Colonel Nagamura. He spoke cautiously: "Captain, there is no one left alive in this Chinese army. The entire third squadron is in pieces."
In less than half an hour, two teams in a row suffered devastating blows. Colonel Nagamura was completely angry. He could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and raised his hand to throw away the lieutenant who was standing in front of him.
Two ear-scratchers: "Baga Ya Road!"
"Hi!"
The lieutenant was so stunned by these two hard slaps that he almost stumbled to the ground. Facing the angry Colonel Nagamura, he tried to stand up straight and bowed heavily to Colonel Nagamura, not daring to show any signs of indignity.
Disobedience.
Perhaps he gave the lieutenant two slaps to vent his anger, or perhaps the lieutenant's respectful attitude made Colonel Nagamura feel much better, and he quickly suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Has the direction of the Chinese people's escape been determined?" Colonel Nagamura calmed down the anger in his heart and asked with a stern face.
The lieutenant bowed his head and replied: "Judging from the footprints, they continued to flee eastward."
"All troops are pursuing eastward! I will cut them into pieces!" Colonel Nagamura said this with gritted teeth, wishing to eat Yang Ling and the others alive.
The two attacks by Yang Ling and others completely angered the Japanese. Under the order of Nagamura Colonel, thousands of extremely vicious Japanese soldiers rushed eastward and launched a pursuit of Yang Ling and others.
Yang Ling and the others ran out for more than ten miles in one breath, but the Japanese soldiers clung to them like dog-skin plaster, clinging to them, causing the defeated soldiers to curse again and again.
"Old Wu, there's no way we can run away like this. I'm afraid we'll be chased by the Japs before dark." Seeing the tired and out-of-breath troops, Yang Ling felt very helpless.
What he meant was to lead the defeated soldiers and run eastward, trying to attract the enemy's attention to the east, and then turn back at night and break out from the west. However, the Japanese soldiers clung to them and refused to let go.
Their physical strength was not as good as that of the Japs, so they didn't run long before the Japs' pursuers closed the distance between them.
Wu Jiang hunched over and put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily and said: "How about we run separately and meet again in the evening."
"In that case, the target is still too big. What I mean is that we break it into parts and let the brothers hide all the way. We can gather it together at night." Yang Ling suggested.
Wu Jiang frowned: "Although you can avoid the pursuit of the Japanese in this way, if you run away, you will be in trouble once you encounter the Japanese."
"We disperse in squad groups, based on this road, remember a few gathering points, and gather after nightfall."
Wu Jiang thought for a moment and nodded. There was no other way. The Japs were chasing after them so hard. The target of their hundreds of people shouting was indeed too big. If they were broken into pieces, it would be easier to evade the Japs' pursuit.
Yang Ling and the others did as they were told, and immediately gathered the squad and platoon leaders together. They carefully explained the important matters of breaking into parts and the time and place to assemble, and then started to break into parts.
The first to disperse from the team were a dozen of the weakest people. They couldn't run anymore. After leaving the team, they immediately went into a bare forest and hid themselves.
The Japanese soldiers' pursuit troops also noticed the forest not far from the road, but all the leaves in this forest had fallen off, and they could be seen through at a glance. They did not expect that there were more than ten defeated soldiers hidden under the dead leaves, which made the defeated soldiers
They escaped without any danger.
Yang Ling and the others ran all the way east, and the team shrank more and more as time went by. When night fell, only Yang Ling and a dozen of the strongest soldiers were left in the team, but the Japanese who were chasing them were completely unaware and still buried their heads.
Chase fiercely.
"Stop!" Yang Ling braked suddenly and raised his right hand to stop the defeated soldiers behind him.
He pointed to the mass grave not far away and said, "Let's hide over there."
At this moment, night was approaching and the wind was blowing coldly. Looking at the large and small graves standing not far away, the defeated soldiers felt chills running down their spines and a gloomy feeling.
"Batalion Commander, it looks scary. How about we change places?" One of the defeated soldiers shrank his head, feeling a little scared.
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Yang Lingcai didn't bother to pay attention to the suggestion of the defeated soldiers. After running for so long, he finally found a place where he could hide people. He was willing to just give up.
Seeing Yang Ling striding towards the mass grave, the defeated soldiers looked at each other, gritted their teeth and mustered up the courage to follow Yang Ling into the mass grave and hide.
The reason why Yang Ling chose the mass grave to hide was that, firstly, he couldn't run away, and secondly, according to the intelligence of the Japanese soldiers, there were hundreds of them. Such a small mass grave could not hide so many people. He bet
The only thing is that the Japanese would not expect anyone to be hiding here.
The sky was darkening, and night was approaching. The jabbering Japanese soldiers were like ghosts emerging from hell, chasing eastward from the road not far from the mass graves. The defeated soldiers hiding in the mass graves were worried.
When it reached my throat, I was afraid that the Japanese would send people to the mass grave.
But sometimes whatever you are afraid of comes. When a group of more than a hundred Japanese soldiers passed by a mass grave, a Japanese officer looked at the gloomy mass grave and frowned, although he did not think that the mass grave could hide the mass grave.
There were so many defeated troops, but he still subconsciously sent a search team to go in and take a look.
The defeated soldiers thought they could escape without any danger, but when they saw the five gun-wielding Japs pulling away from each other and heading toward the mass grave, they cursed in their hearts, "Damn it, what are you afraid of?"
Looking at the five Japanese soldiers who came over cautiously, Yang Ling's face flashed with a fierce look, and he lowered his voice and said: "Don't shoot, use the bayonet to solve the problem!" He took out the bayonet from the scabbard.
After the Japanese officer left a search team to search the mass graves, he did not stop. He led the other Japanese soldiers and continued to pursue eastward. The remaining five Japanese soldiers looked at the gloomy mass graves with fear, but they still gritted their teeth.
Searching inside, little did they know that they were stepping into death step by step.
Yang Ling felt that the defeated soldier beside him was breathing a little quickly, so he gently patted his shoulder to let him relax.
The Japs soldiers were getting closer and closer, and Yang Ling could already see the ferocious scar on the face of the Japs in charge. Looking at the Japs' eyes that were scanning around vigilantly, Yang Ling felt a chill in his heart, and judged that this was an experienced veteran.
Devil.
The Japs eyes were cunning and ruthless. His gaze soon landed on a pile of weeds. He stopped. In the dim light, he saw the weeds trembling slightly. Yang Ling saw the little Japs stop.
I felt something bad as soon as I stepped down.
Although Yang Ling and the others were wearing disguises, the mental quality of the defeated soldiers was so poor that they were still exposed when facing the approaching Japanese soldiers.
"Go!" Yang Ling shouted without any hesitation. Holding the bayonet in his hand, he jumped up from his hiding place like a cheetah and rushed towards the nearest Japanese soldier.
Faced with Yang Ling's sudden attack, the Japanese soldier turned his head subconsciously and saw a black shadow rushing towards him. Before he could avoid it, his body had been knocked to the ground heavily. He felt
His back hurt terribly, and just as he was about to struggle, a bright bayonet had already been stabbed into his chest.
The hiding soldiers held bayonets and charged at the nearest Japanese soldier, but their skills were not as sharp as Yang Ling's. One of the soldiers stabbed him several times before killing a Japanese soldier.