There were not many people in the escort company. There were one company commander and two platoon commanders, a total of more than thirty rotten garlics. At this moment, they were lying quietly on the south side of the ditch, and everyone's face was tight.
The bright moon is high in the sky, and under the cool moonlight, one can see the dark reed marshes and the meandering ditches, but it is so dark that only a rough outline can be seen.
Platoon leader Yang Dashu was lying in a small depression, with his butt so stubborn that he held the gun in his hand, but in fact he had already made a decision in his heart. As long as the situation was not right, he would immediately grease his feet and run away.
Although they were responsible for protecting the health team, they didn't have to put themselves in. Listening to the sound of swaying reeds coming from the other side of the ditch, there were a lot of people coming. With more than thirty guns, they really didn't have much confidence.
The chamber of Yang Ling's gun was already full of bullets, and the muzzle was pointed at the dark opposite bank. He was also depressed. Logically speaking, this place was still more than two miles away from the battlefield, and there should be no Japanese here.
Moreover, the sound of gunfire from the frontal position has not stopped, at least the Japanese have not broken through the position, so the only thing that appears on the north side of Xiaoshuigou is the Japanese infiltration troops sneaking over.
Since the Japanese smuggled in and infiltrated, the number of people must not be too many, because if there were too many, they would have been discovered by the frontal troops, and they would not appear here quietly.
The battlefield between the two sides was very wide, from Luodian in the north to the Huangpu River in the south, so that the vast area where the Japanese finally landed from Jinshanwei was the fighting area.
It is very difficult to defend every area on this thirty-mile-long defense line, and there are not that many troops, so the Japanese infiltration teams are active very frequently.
They often go around behind the Chinese defenders to attack field rescue stations, attack the Chinese defenders' command posts, and sometimes cooperate with frontal offensive forces to attack the Chinese defenders' positions.
It can be said that this is a cruel and dangerous battlefield, and the entire area is full of dangers. It is not what people think, and the Japanese will just attack from the front.
Precisely because they may encounter Japanese infiltration troops at any time, the safety of the health teams stationed on the front line is particularly stringent. This is why Yang Ling and others were unlucky enough to be transferred as escorts.
In the breeze of the night, the rustling sounds from across the small ditch became more and more obvious, and there was also the sound of dead branches being trampled to pieces. However, with the cover of the fierce gunfire in the distance, it would not be heard.
It is noteworthy that if Yang Ling did not send someone to guard here, it is very likely that the other party would really take over.
"Company Commander, there are a lot of people who heard the noise, let's evacuate quickly." Yang Dashu crawled to Yang Ling's side and whispered in a low voice.
Yang Dashu didn't have the consciousness to kill the enemy and protect the country. He just wanted to live. Since the Japanese hadn't discovered them yet, it would be safer for them to run away as soon as possible.
Yang Ling was silent for a moment and lowered his voice: "It should be just a Japanese infiltration force. There won't be many of them. Besides, there are ditches blocking it. Tell your brothers to wait for my order to fire."
When Yang Dashu heard Yang Ling's words, he immediately cursed in his heart, "There won't be too many, there are ditches blocking it, the Japanese's marksmanship is not a vegetarian, and the bullets don't have long eyes, so maybe he told me here."
"Company Commander, we don't have to fight here, it's important to save our lives..." Yang Dashu also wanted to persuade the company commander who had a hot head.
Under the bright moonlight, Yang Ling's dark and deep eyes stared straight at Yang Dashu who was mumbling without saying a word. Being stared at by such a pair of cold eyes, Yang Dashu felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped a bit.
"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything..." Yang Dashu avoided Yang Ling's gaze and lay back in his position again.
Yang Ling did not have a fever, but was surprisingly calm. This was their rear. If it was really a Japanese infiltration team, they would never dare to fight for a long time as soon as the gunshots were fired. After all, they were also worried about being surrounded. This was Yang Ling.
reliance.
Moreover, they now have a ditch in front of them to prepare for an attack. Even if they fail to attack, they can still evacuate calmly.
The reeds swayed even more fiercely, and with the rustling sound, several black figures emerged from the reeds, and the sharp bayonets shone with a cold light under the cold moonlight.
Damn, he is really a little devil. Yang Dashu clenched the gun in his hand tightly and breathed a little quickly.
One after another, black shadows came out of the reeds. They also noticed the ditch in front of them. They tested the depth of the ditch, then slowly waded into the ditch and headed towards it.
Go to the south side of the ditch.
The ditch was not deep, just below the crotch level. Five Japanese soldiers waded carefully in the water, making a splashing sound as their bodies moved the water.
Half-crossing and attacking is not only an ancient tactic, it is also practical in modern times. The leading Japs have already reached the center of the ditch, where the water is the deepest, up to the waist.
Snapped!
Yang Ling's gun fired, and a stream of gunpowder smoke erupted from the dark muzzle. The bullet quickly passed through an open area of dozens of meters with a tail flame, and hit the Japanese in the chest.
With a popping sound, the leading Japanese soldier clutched his chest and fell into the ditch involuntarily.
Yang Ling's firing was like a signal, and the other soldiers of the guard company who were lying in the foxholes also pulled the triggers. A row of guns fired, and all five Japanese soldiers in the ditch fell into the ditch.
The remaining Japanese who were still on the other side of the ditch did not expect that there was an ambush here. They were so frightened that they hurriedly fell to the ground and began to pull the bolt of their rifles to fight back. The reed poles crackled and shattered when the bullets hit them. The soldiers of the guard company were hiding among the skirmishers.
Methodical shooting in the pit.
The two sides started shooting at each other across a ditch. Bullets were flying over the ditch with streams of light, mixed with spinning grenades. The battle suddenly became fierce.
Lu Zitao, deputy captain of the health team, was holding a Browning pistol for self-defense in his hand, with the safety on. His face was a little pale, not sure whether he was scared or nervous.
"Hongying, let's run. Their more than thirty broken guns will definitely not be able to stop the Japanese." The banging and banging gunfire was like a reminder, making Lu Zitao's heart clench.
Zhang Hongying was also very nervous, but she was the captain of the health team after all. She gritted her teeth and kept calm: "Don't say discouragement, Captain Yang and the others will definitely be able to repel the Japanese."
"That guy surnamed Yang has a fever and wants to die. We can't afford to risk our own lives. Once the Japanese rush over, none of us can escape. Hongying, listen to me. Let's run away quickly."
Zhang Hongying waved her hand impatiently and interrupted Lu Zitao: "Let's go, what will happen to these wounded people? If you want to leave, you can go."
"Hongying, why are you so stubborn..."
The crackling sound of the gunfire ahead was like exploding beans, mixed with the light of explosions from time to time. Lu Zitao's legs felt a little weak and he wanted to run for his life quickly. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.
"Vice Captain Lu, you have a gun, go up and help." Zhang Hongying frowned when she heard the fierce gunshots, and pushed Lu Zitao, who was looking a little pale.
"Okay... okay..." Lu Zitao didn't want to lose face in front of Zhang Hongying. After struggling for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and started fighting. However, with an explosion in front of him, his legs softened and he lay on the ground motionless again.
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Zhang Hongying saw that Lu Zitao could not hold up the wall with mud, so she stepped forward and snatched the exquisite Browning from his hand: "If you don't go, I will."