In the dark dusk, a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers in ragged, rain-soaked clothes walked through the rain and fog, and hid themselves in the wilderness to the east of the battlefield.
"Which mound is the machine gun crew going to!"
The burly body of the deputy battalion commander, the blacksmith, stood like an iron tower. His eyes swept across the wilderness, pointing at the mounds covered with grass and shrubs and adjusting his subordinates.
"yes!"
The officers and men of the machine gun team who had just fallen down stood up and ran towards the mound with their machine guns in hand, regardless of breathing.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers moved very quickly. The tattered sacks and camouflage they wore made them blend in with the ragged and damp wilderness around them. It was difficult to spot them in this twilight without looking carefully.
Recruit Li Dequan set up his rifle in front of him, staring closely at the west where the gunfire was fierce, with a tense face.
Yang Ling asked them to withdraw from the east side of the grove. In fact, they did not really leave. Instead, they walked a certain distance east and lurked in the wilderness, preparing to release the Japanese to fight.
The wet ground was very moist. After lying down for only a few minutes, the muddy water soaked into the chest and made the body feel cold.
Li Dequan also secretly regretted it. He just thought it was a piece of dry grassland and lay down to hide. Who knew that there was a swamp underneath the grassland? Now he was trembling with cold as he soaked in the muddy water.
He turned his head and looked around. The guerrilla brothers were all dormant quietly like hunters. He slowly twisted his body, preparing to move to the left and lie down somewhere else.
"Li Dequan! What are you doing! Just stay here!"
As soon as Li Dequan moved, squad leader Liang Xiaoshan's low voice rang in his ears.
"Squad, monitor, I'm lying in a puddle. I want to change a place..." Li Dequan retracted his head and explained in a low voice.
"Have you forgotten the lurking discipline?!" Squad leader Liang Xiaoshan had a serious face, without the warm smile of the past.
Facing Liang Xiaoshan's cold gaze, Li Dequan felt chills all over his body for no reason, thinking that the squad leader might have mistaken him for a deserter.
If he dared to move again, I was afraid that the bayonet would be inserted to enforce battlefield discipline. Thinking of this, he knew that he was rash.
"Squad leader, I won't change places." Li Dequan obediently lay down again, took out the gun again, and aimed at the distance.
Seeing Li Dequan lying back in his hiding place, squad leader Liang Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief.
Although these new recruits have gone through this period of training and participated in today's battle, their sense of discipline is still weak compared to those veterans who have fought hundreds of battles.
Especially when it comes to lurking, any negligence will lead to the enemy's discovery, which may affect the battle plan by exposing one's body, or lead to the annihilation of the entire army, so it is particularly important to strictly enforce discipline.
Not long after the officers and soldiers of this guerrilla group led by the deputy battalion commander Blacksmith lurked in the field, the dark sky turned completely dark.
It was pitch black all around, and the cold rain poured in from all sides like a tide, seeming to drown the brothers lurking in the wilderness.
Lying in the cold night, the fatigue of a day of fighting made Li Dequan less and less focused. He looked at the darkness in the distance and his eyelids trembled.
"Get ready to fight, the Japanese are coming soon."
Just when Li Dequan's head was feeling dizzy, squad leader Liang Xiaoshan's voice rang in his ears.
Li Dequan cheered up again, raised his gun and aimed towards the west. Only then did he realize that the sound of gunfire had been approaching them at some point. From time to time, he could see meteor-like light-drawing trajectories streaking across the wilderness. The brothers over there were
Exchanging fire with the Japanese soldiers who broke out of the encirclement.
Although the Kameda Squadron is small in number, its combat effectiveness is very strong. If Yang Ling had been in the 74th Army and had experienced veterans under his command, he would have been able to kill them without any effort.
But now most of the people under his command are new recruits of the guerrilla army, and they are used to guerrilla warfare, and have never fought in a critical battle, so they fought for a few hours and couldn't finish it.
However, faced with the siege of the guerrilla officers and soldiers, the Kameda Squadron also suffered heavy losses. Now there is less than one squad of Japs left in each squadron, and there are only about thirty puppet troops left.
Fortunately, as night fell, they were isolated and helpless and launched a breakout towards Qinghe Town in the east. They only encountered slight resistance before breaking out.
"Quick, run, the Chinese are coming after us!"
The Japanese soldiers, the puppet soldiers, all covered with scars and in a miserable state, were running towards the east in a mess like bereft dogs.
Behind them were the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were pursuing them.
These guerrilla officers and soldiers were not so much chasing as chasing, driving the Japanese from Kameda Squadron into an ambush circle.
The sound of messy footsteps sounded from the darkness, mixed with strange screams and heavy breathing.
The Japanese had left the grove where they were guarding. Although they were now under the cover of night, walking in this unobstructed wilderness became a living target.
Because there were pursuers behind them, although they were exhausted, cold and hungry, they did not dare to stop.
Without waiting long, these Japanese soldiers quickly got into the ambush of the guerrilla officers and soldiers, but they were unaware and thought that the breakout was successful.
"Taijun, Taijun, I can't run anymore..."
The remaining puppet soldiers were out of breath from exhaustion, and their physical strength could not be compared with that of the Japanese soldiers. At this moment, their legs were as heavy as lead, and they wanted the Japanese to slow down and wait for them.
"Working fast, the guerrillas are catching up!" Kameda, whose face was scratched by shrapnel, still dared to stop and ordered the puppet soldiers to follow him.
"beat!"
Just as the puppet company commander who was speaking wanted to make a few excuses, suddenly a loud shout came from the darkness.
"Bang bang bang..."
Immediately afterwards, countless scarlet bullets came from the nearby wilderness. One bullet entered the puppet company commander's mouth, smashing his tongue into pieces, and spurted out with blood and flesh on the back of his head.
"Da da da......"
The two light machine guns deployed in the crossfire also roared with trembling, and a string of bullets were fired at the Japanese and puppet soldiers. Suddenly, the sound of bullets entering their flesh continued, and they fell in pieces.
After the hungry and cold puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers broke out of the grove, their vigilance was greatly reduced. After all, the pursuers were behind them.
Faced with this unexpected attack, there were immediate casualties.
"Hidden! Hidden!" Japanese squadron leader Kameda was also stunned now. His pistol had run out of bullets and he was also holding up a rifle and shooting.
However, in such a dark night, the flames of the rifle quickly revealed his position, followed by four or five bullets that roared in, punching several bloody holes all over Kameda's body.
This group of devils had resisted for several hours in the woods without being eaten down by the guerrillas, but now that they were ambushed in the unobstructed wilderness, they were no longer able to control them, and they were immediately killed and injured.
The first round of firepower wiped out most of the Japanese and puppet troops, and some of the remaining skirmishers were suppressed to the ground unable to move.
"Brothers! Charge!" As the deputy battalion commander blacksmith shouted, a loud shouting of death rang out from the darkness all around.
These remaining puppet troops and Japanese soldiers had no intention of resisting at all. The surroundings were in chaos and they could only break out desperately.
But once they entered the ambush, it was not so easy to break out. As soon as they took a few steps, they ran into the rushing guerrilla officers and soldiers.
Some Japanese soldiers were holding rifles with bayonets and wanted to stab them. Recruit Li Dequan saw the Japanese soldiers rushing toward him screaming, and thinking of his family members who died tragically, Xin Yiheng also rushed forward with bayonets in hand.
"boom!"
But just when Li Dequan was about to make contact with the Japanese, the Japanese's body shook and he fell to the ground after being shot. This made Li Dequan stunned.
"You're crazy. Why fight with the Japanese on the bayonet when you have bullets?" Squad leader Liang Xiaoshan ran over with a shell gun with smoke coming from the muzzle, and taught Li Dequan a lesson.
"me......
"Don't be stunned, deal with the remaining enemies first!"
Liang Xiaoshan said and rushed towards the place where the firefight was still taking place. Li Dequan also kicked the dead Japanese and ran after him.