The Japs' security detachment was quietly killed by Yang Ling and the others. Thirteen cold and stiff corpses were thrown into a rock ditch overgrown with weeds. All that awaited them was a rotten fate.
The scout ran back panting: "There are no Japanese for the next five miles."
The Japanese obviously did not expect that Yang Ling and others would come around to their backs and hit their baggage troops when the fighting was fierce at the front, so the security on the transportation mountain road was not strong.
Yang Ling didn't know when the Japanese troops would arrive, so he quickly set up an ambush position without any delay.
The ambush position was chosen to be in a mountain col where the Japanese sentry unit was stationed. The S-shaped mountain road would limit the enemy's vision and prevent them from discovering clues in advance.
"Blacksmith, lead the machine gun platoon to ambush on the opposite hillside, and be responsible for suppressing the Japanese during the fight."
The blacksmith looked in the direction of Yang Ling's finger. The hillside was facing the mountain road leading to Minshan Mountain. The machine gun was placed there, so that one man could not open it.
The blacksmith smiled ferociously, and happily climbed up the hillside along with the machine gun platoon brothers along with the dead vines.
"Huzi, you lead a company to hide in the woods over there and be responsible for blocking the Japanese's retreat. I want to wipe them all out."
"Yes!" Wang Huzi didn't hesitate at all, raised the shell gun in his hand and shouted: "Second Company, follow me!"
Yang Ling personally took the remaining brothers and hid in the woods about a hundred meters away from the mountain road.
The mountain road is rugged, and there are dense woods on both sides of the road, which provides Yang Ling and the others with excellent cover. Now that the big net has been opened, they just need to wait for their prey to fall into the trap.
The mountain wind rustled through the treetops, bringing with it the slightest cool breeze. The brothers hidden in the forest endured the bites of mosquitoes and lay dormant quietly like wild beasts.
Time passed minute by minute, two hours passed, and there was no movement at all on the mountain road. The patience of many brothers was almost worn out.
"Vice-deputy, the kid won't pass through here, right?"
Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming swatted the mosquitoes that bit him on his neck, looked up at the empty mountain road, and seemed a little impatient.
"There is only one road leading to Minshan, and the Japanese must have passed through it."
Yang Ling's tone was full of confidence, and she leaned against the tree trunk calmly without any worry.
Yang Ling's confidence was not without reason, but he had checked the nearby map before setting off. If the Japanese wanted to transport a large amount of weapons and ammunition, they would have to pass here.
Yang Ling's answer did not dispel the anxiety of Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming: "Could the Japanese be aware of our ambush?"
Looking at Chen Ming who was anxious, Yang Ling comforted him and said, "Camp Commander Chen, please be patient. We didn't disturb any Japs along the way. I'm sure the Japs don't know that we're behind them."
Chen Ming thought for a while. They walked through the mountain forest and indeed did not show any traces. However, when he looked up at the deserted mountain road, he still felt a little uneasy.
"Here he comes, the little devil is here!"
While the brothers in ambush were waiting impatiently, a brother wearing a disguise came flying from a distance.
Those brothers who were suffering from mosquito bites were shocked and looked towards the mountain road in the distance.
"Regiment deputy, the Japs are coming." The brother who went out to investigate excitedly reported to Yang Ling.
Before Yang Ling could speak, the second battalion commander Chen Ming couldn't wait to grab the scout's sleeve and asked: "How many Japs are there?!"
"There are three to four hundred of them, and the mules and horses can't be seen to the end."
Hearing the scout's answer, the joy on Chen Ming's face instantly disappeared without a trace. He turned to look at Yang Ling who was bowing his head in thought and asked: "Regiment deputy, do you want to fight?"
Although they came this time as two battalions, they actually only had more than 500 guns.
Although they are facing the Japanese heavy troops, the Japanese heavy troops are also well-trained. They are the supplementary troops of the main battle force. They can supplement the main battle troops with guns at any time. Their strength should not be underestimated.
According to the comparison of the combat effectiveness of the two sides, if they want to eat these three to four hundred Japanese troops, their strength must be at least three times that of the Japanese.
But now they only have five hundred brothers. Although the enemy can attack openly and covertly, if they can't quickly deal with the opponent and get entangled, once the Japanese reinforcements come from the Minshan direction, they will be doomed.
Although the second battalion commander Chen Ming wanted to fight the Japanese, he was hesitant now. If he fought, he would definitely take a big risk. If he wasn't careful, their whole army would be wiped out.
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs, so fight!"
As the commander, Yang Ling knew that he could not hesitate at this time and made a decisive decision.
"Really want to fight?" Chen Ming was afraid that Yang Ling would be carried away for a moment, so he asked again uncertainly.
"The Japanese will not expect that we will ambush them. This is our advantage. As long as the first wave of firepower kills them enough, the battle will be won!" Yang Ling's tone was extremely firm.
Commander Yang Ling's decisiveness and confidence undoubtedly influenced the hesitant Chen Ming and others, dispelling their doubts.
"Okay, then fight!" Chen Ming also gritted his teeth and dispelled the thought of retreating.
"Huzi, tell the blacksmith not to be stingy with bullets. I want him to use up all the bullets three minutes after firing, and then charge!"
"Yes!" Huzi responded and quickly ran towards the blacksmith's machine gun platoon.
"Ready to fight!"
At Yang Ling's order, the brothers who were hiding in the woods all lay down along the edge of the mountain road, pulled the gun bolts, and unscrewed the safety bottom covers of grenades and placed them in convenient positions.
"Pass the message, after the fighting starts, use up the bullets in the magazine as quickly as possible, then charge with bayonets!"
Yang Ling now knows very well that this battle must be fought quickly, and the Japanese must be beaten before they can react, so that they have no ability to fight back.
If the fight reached a stalemate, their situation would be dangerous, so he was not prepared to fight the Japanese any longer, and charged as soon as a wave of bullets swept them down.
After Yang Ling and the others were ready, a Japanese soldier with a blood-red plaster flag on his bayonet had already crossed the mountain ridge that blocked his sight and appeared in his field of vision.
Immediately behind this Japanese soldier were more than 20 Japanese soldiers holding guns and looking around. About thirty meters behind them, a mule and horse with two ammunition boxes tied to its body also crossed the mountain ridge with difficulty.
Already.
One after another, mules and horses came laden with ammunition and supplies. There were more than a thousand mules and horses in the long queue.
The brothers looked at the ammunition and supplies loaded on the mules and horses, and they were salivating and wanted to snatch all the ammunition.
Yang Ling estimated that there were two squadrons of about 400 Japs. Perhaps due to carelessness, half of the Japs did not carry guns, but were concentrating on leading the mules and horses, huffing and puffing from exhaustion.
But when he thought about it, Yang Ling felt relieved. These Japanese soldiers were not soldiers in a combat unit. Their main task was to work as coolies to transport supplies and ammunition, and they rarely had the opportunity to participate in battles.
Moreover, they had walked back and forth on this route several times in the past few days without encountering any danger, so it was inevitable that they would become careless.