The friendly troops walking in the front have already reached the ridge.

Both parties are not familiar with each other, and they have no farewell or exchanged.

The friendly troops who had climbed the ridge walked straight south.

Leave three submachine guns.

Moral system!

Original goods!

The long magazine is inserted from the left side.

The 7.63 multiplied by two five times with the same caliber, and the bullet was directly given 500 rounds...

Xiao Hongying was so happy that she couldn't stop talking.

With the Jinzao assault machine gun that Wang Xiaosan has been carrying, the reconnaissance platoon of the Ninth Battalion immediately had three submachine guns.

The gunshots on the hillside gradually became sparse, and Xiao Hongying divided the shell gun bullets out of three hundred times...

During the continuous battle, most of the wrecked shell guns in the hands of the soldiers were gone without bullets.

Hu Yi, who was lying behind the rocks of the mountain ridge, was holding a telescope to observe the hillside full of moonlight.

He could see clearly that the old bandit Qi in the south had repelled the Japanese who were pursuing the detour and retreated to the ridge.

Li Xiang, who was broken behind, was bitten by an enemy.

But the problem is not big. Most of the Japanese did not follow and pursue. As long as Li Xiang retreated to the top of the mountain, no one of the small Japanese chasing them would escape.

The current situation is not optimistic. A day ago, the Ninth Camp was used as bait by the Japanese, and now it is just temporarily breaking out of the Japanese encirclement.

The number of wounded personnel in the Ninth Battalion has exceeded that of combatants.

If the wounded person who was unable to move was to be carried away, the combatants could hardly be drawn.

Many of the minor wounded people who went up the mountain were gritting their teeth and persevering.

After arriving on the ridge, the entire team almost lost its mobility.

The enemy may catch up at any time, and for the Ninth Battalion, which is good at fighting guerrillas, the situation is currently very deadly.

If he had been to the Anti-Japanese War, Hu Yi might have left the wounded alone. Now, he seems to have begun to pay attention to every soldier under his command.

Seeing Xiao Hongying in a good mood, the seriously injured person next to her was also happy for her from the bottom of his heart and made up his mind to never cause trouble for the battalion commander!

The order to continue to go west to the ridge has been issued, but for a long time there was no movement.

The wounded were not stupid. Many seriously injured began to refuse to carry them to the ridge and continued to carry stretchers.

The slightly injured soldier cursed in a hurry: "Damn it, the Japanese haven't come now, we have to leave quickly..."

"You can't even walk steadily by yourself. You carry me down the mountain at this time, and it's dark... Do you want to get me to the cliff and fall to death?"

"You despicable villain, believe it or not, I will leave you alone?"

"I want you to care? Get out of here..."

"Stop dreaming. Even if you stay, the Japanese will not give you the chance to die with them!"

"Don't be too verbally whispered, give me two grenades..."

"You want a grenade? You dream, Old Bandit Qi took away all the grenades, I didn't..."

"Then... give me the grenade you hid in the quilt..."

"Tsk, I'll keep it for the use of exchanging life with the Japanese. Do you want my life?" The lightly injured person was about to force the stretcher to carry.

"Oh... Are you a dog? Do you dare to bite me?"

The one on the stretcher let go: "I told you to get out of here, are you deaf?"

The slightly injured soldier rubbed his butt: "I haven't washed it here for more than ten days, so can you get a mouthful?"

The seriously injured person was unwilling to leave, and everything seemed to be in a mess.

The ammunition that finally got into boxes of friendly troops also had to be moved, and the manpower was already seriously insufficient.

Hu Yi arranged a squad to replenish ammunition for the wrench gun.

He turned around and came to the seriously injured, his voice was dull: "Friends said there is a village at the foot of the mountain. Everyone will go to that village first and hide it in the village for the time being. Those who can go can retreat south together to lead the enemy away!"

"So many people will move, there will definitely be clues on the ground... Instead, it will waste time." A soldier shook his head. No one knows whether he could escape the enemy's search in the village.

Hu Yi's voice sounded dull. If you listen carefully, the voice was actually trembling: "Even if you have to fight hard with the Japanese, you will have a chance in the village!"

Luo Fugui, a lightly injured man next to him, followed suit, and persuaded: "Grandma is staying on the ridge without any cover, and she can only die in vain!"

"Company Commander, this is my shell gun. I want to change to a grenade..." A seriously injured person reluctantly handed his beloved shell gun and the gun holster to Luo Fugui.

On the gun holster, a regular character is added with a horizontal and a vertical character...

The team finally slowly drove down the mountain...

The Qi Lao Bandit Ninth Camp Brigade climbed the ridge one mile south of the mountain.

A squad was left to guard the ridge and asked two soldiers to help him jog next to Hu Yi.

Although I don’t understand guerrilla tactics very well, I can tell the story of the Japanese tactics and the possible offensive modes I have adopted for many years.

The judgment of the battlefield situation is extremely accurate, and it is even more amazing to avoid the real and the virtual.

Who can survive in a life-threatening battlefield?

After retreating, the Japanese did not grenade the small highland positions and immediately understood what tricks the Japanese would play.

The Japanese were worried that the casualties of the attack at night were too great. After all, in the eyes of the Japanese, their lives were much more expensive than the Eighth Route Army!

On the other hand, the wounded soldiers did not follow and flee to the Ninth Camp on the mountain ridge.

A few days ago, I installed eyeliners everywhere nearby, and even the Ninth Battalion without wounded soldiers could not escape, let alone now!

It is naturally impossible to say that old bandits would be a good person.

He sat down two or three meters away from Hu Yi: "I said, didn't Ma Liang go to invite reinforcements? We fought for a day, why didn't we even see the shadow of reinforcements?"

"Maybe, the reinforcements have arrived!" Most of the Japanese left and did not directly attack the Japanese in the valley. It only shows that the combat effectiveness of the reinforcements coming was not very good at all.

Others may not know that Hu Yi has a general understanding of the situation in the mountains. All the troops who can fight have entered the plains. To put it bluntly, the troops left in the mountains are guardians with little combat effectiveness, many of them even militias and guerrillas.

Otherwise, the headquarters would not have been taken over by the Japanese.

The old bandit Qi understood the meaning of Hu Yi's words immediately, and was still a little confused: "What do you mean is that the large-scale mobilization of the Japanese troops in the afternoon is indeed related to reinforcements?"

Hu Yi nodded: "Reinforcements have created opportunities for us to break through. Now everyone has broken through. Everything will depend on ourselves!"

The old bandit Qi was a little discouraged: "There are so many fierce battles, and now there are not many people who can move, right?"

Hu Yi sighed: "There are not enough people carrying the injured..."

Old Bandit Qi looked around and said, "Why... do it according to the old rules?"

Hu Yi was stunned for a moment and shook his head immediately.

The old rules mean very simple.

Whether it is the National Army or the Eighth Route Army, when the troops are forced into a desperate situation, they will directly give up the wounded or let the wounded stay to fight and block. In fact, everyone knows that those who stay will never die.

However, almost everyone knows this tradition...

Many wounded people even ask to stay after knowing the situation...

Seeing that Hu Yi didn't speak, the old bandit Qi lowered his voice: "If we could lead the pursuers to the road where friendly troops left, the wounded would have hope of escaping..."

Hu Yi still didn't say anything.

Friends once provided assistance to the Ninth Battalion at the critical moment of breaking through the Ninth Battalion, and also gave away weapons when they left...

Although friendly forces invaded the Eighth Route Army base in the past, these things were too far away for Hu Yi...

The key is that the Japanese are not stupid...

The old bandit Qi continued to instigate: "You have also seen that the equipment of friendly troops is better than that of the Japanese. The Japanese follow them in the mountains and chase them, and they are not their opponents at all..."

The moonlight shines on the earth.

Although the light is not bright enough, it leaves both sides with nowhere to hide.

It is more than 200 meters close to the top of the mountain.

Li Xiang led a squad to retreat to the mountain alternately.

Taking advantage of absolute terrain, there are still casualties.

The Japanese chasing behind also left many corpses, but they still refused to leave them to follow closely.

Li Xiang's idea was very simple. No matter what the situation was, he had to put the chasing Japanese behind.

Fortunately, no more figures were found behind this group of Japanese devils.

After the battalion commander arranged for him a squad of soldiers who could breathe, he immediately began to adjust his plan.

Li Xiang is actually a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, with Hu Yi's introverted, low-key, calm and insensitive personality.
To be continued...