Under the moonlight.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion continued westward along the mark.

There are snakes, paths, rats, and rats. There were many sneers in the second camp, so they liked to play such a life that left marks everywhere.

This is definitely not comparable to that of the Ninth Camp...

There were still puppet troops sweeping in the mountains, and the team did not dare to fire torches.

After crossing the valley, he went down to the valley again, and the vanguard suddenly stopped: "The smell of gunpowder..."

The other person next to him nodded: "I smelled it too, and there was also a smell of blood..."

"Squad leader, you wait...I'll go over and take a look?"

After a while, the soldiers came back: "The valley is full of Japanese corpses... Strangely... Japanese corpses are wearing our military uniform!"

When I came to the fast legs beside the corpse, I saw the armband on the corpse, and my heart sank: "No, I'm a comrade in the secret service team..."

"No, this is the Japanese..." Twenty-one shook his head.

Xiaole was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"You see, their military uniforms are very short, and the soldiers of the secret service regiment are generally tall, and these people on the ground are at least half a head short. Who else can they be if they are not the Japanese?"

"Uh, you seem to make sense." Kuai Le nodded: "Lighting the torch..."

Even if you are discovered by the enemy, you must understand it.

The bodies were turned to face the sky.

I identified each of them and muttered: "I have never seen any of these people before, but they are wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms..."

Twenty-one analyzed: "Two possibilities, one is that the Japanese were wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms and were destroyed by another group of Japanese..."

Xiaole looked at the corpse all over the ground and shivered: "Are you telling a ghost story? Is there another possibility?"

"No, these corpses were also hit by rifle bullets, and also hit by 38-cap bullets, as well as the thirty-eight-sized bullets..." Twenty-one took out a bullet from near the corpse, and then carefully looked at the bullet holes on the Japanese corpse... After a while, "Fuck, there are also guns that were shot out by the Japanese corpse, and... there is no blood flowing out of these bullet holes. They should have been shot out by the Japanese corpse after death..."

"Can you see this?"

"These warheads are just under the corpse, but there is almost no blood on the ground. It must have been placed here after death..."

Chicken machine gun? I have heard of Czech style, crooked hands, and crawled hands. What kind of machine gun is this Chicken machine gun?

A new soldier next to him didn't understand and asked the veteran next to him: "What is a chicken machine gun?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?"

"You go and ask about your legs..."

"Don't you have long legs?"

"Company Commander, the discovery mark is a reverse indicator left by the secret service regiment... means he went west..."

The first company commander did not hesitate: "Remember the position and immediately move westward to the secret service regiment."

Kuai Le knows that the second company commander of the battalion commander and the cadet team reinforce friendly forces, but now it is not far from the spy regiment, so it should not be difficult to find the battalion...

Kuai Le is not very familiar with the terrain in this area, and as he walks, he arrives at a T-junction in the valley.

Looking at the footprints on the ground: "The secret service regiment went north, and there were a lot of straw sandals on the ground. It should be the battalion commander..."

He directly regarded the footprints left by the militia led by Hu Yi as traces left by Gao Yidao.

There are still traces of battle here. It seems that the company commander did not have time to leave a mark...

After hearing the Kuai Le analysis, the first company commander immediately ordered: "Looking south!"

The world is vast, and the battalion commander is the largest.

...

In the tent.

The ammunition box is covered with a map, and a horse lantern is hung on the roof of the tent.

Six people sat around the map from afar.

The ninth battalion commander Hu Yi was in the main position, the anti-University member Captain Qin was next to him, and the armed team leader Li Heshui was opposite Hu Yi.

There were three people on the other side next to Li Heshui, the one who was closest to him was Li Xiang who was almost silent, and a little farther away was Luo Fugui who was squinting his eyes and yawning.

If the reconnaissance platoon leader next to Hu Yi had not been twisting the arm of Company Luo Da, Company Luo would have been lying backwards on the ground.

Li Heshui pointed to the map: "...After the Kuomintang retreated, the Japanese occupied Lingchuan County, and the whole county was divided into five districts. Each district set up a pseudo-office office, and the district formed a patrol team. Each district had a village under its jurisdiction, and every village had a maintenance meeting..."

Hu Yi was in a daze. He stayed in the valley, mainly to find out whether the friendly troops were withdrawing.

The Japanese who encircled and suppressed friendly troops did not go to Lingchuan, but to Qi County in the east. Therefore, he was not very concerned about the Japanese supplies entering the mountains from Changzhi, Shanxi.

Li Heshui didn't know what Hu Yi was thinking. Seeing that Hu Yi seemed very tired, he had to tell Captain Qin next to him about the specific situation.

But the little girl said a few words from time to time.

After talking to Team Qin, Li Heshui did not dare to underestimate the reconnaissance platoon leader again. Her soldiers were completely more powerful than the other!

The two of them had almost discussed how to reconnaissance, where to set up an ambush, and how to configure the troops and firepower. Then Li Heshui asked Hu Yi: "Battleman Commander Hu, look, we have made a general plan."

Xiao Hongying pulled Hu Yi in a daze.

Li Heshui took out a pack of cigarettes, shook two of them, handed them to Captain Qin, and then explained again: "As long as this battle can be fought, the people in all corners of the country know that we are back, and it will be easier to develop in the future..."

Hu Yi withdrew his thoughts, but he didn't expect that Captain Li had a strong homework ability in the picture, and his troops were marked carefully with the large and small arrows.

"You have two or three hundred people under you, but there are only ten who can really fight?"

"Although they have never really been on the battlefield, they are good at practicing martial arts and hunting in the mountains. They even had an ambush with me two days ago..."

"In other words, they have no combat power at all. Can I understand this way, right?"

Li Heshui was stunned for a moment: "This...is indeed."

"Then why do you think that they can beat puppet troops with similar forces with guns?"

"Hehe, aren't you there? Just say it, just fight whatever you want..."

Hu Yi had a black line: "Based on you, I think even the bandits of the mob may not be able to beat. Am I right?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hearing what Hu Yi said, Captain Qin quickly explained: "The local guerrillas are indeed not as good as your independent group. My opinion is to let the students spread to the guerrillas and establish a grassroots command system..."

Hu Yi shook his head: "According to Captain Li, these puppet troops who transported baggage with the Japanese were formerly friendly security groups, which means... their combat effectiveness is not bad."

"I understand, that is, if we really want to ambush the enemy, we will lack the troops, right?"

Hu Yi shook his head: "You don't understand what I mean. We see a lot of people here. Captain Qin should know that half of the middle are militias, and this ambush is not easy to fight..."

Captain Qin heard what Hu Yi meant. He said it was difficult to fight, not to fight: "Then what should I do, Battalion Commander Hu?"

Hu Yi thought for a moment: "Train first, don't you have more than a dozen platoon leaders? After training for three days, at least everyone must learn to learn three points and one line. Don't go to the battlefield and the Japanese will pee their pants as soon as they fight back..."

Half an hour later, the sound of pulling the bolts, pushing the bullets, pressing the bullets, and retracting the bullets began to sound in the valley.

Under the moonlight, a team of more than twenty people was heading west in the valley.

"Brother Qi, do you think the machine gun can really kill the Japanese plane?"

"If there were no anti-aircraft guns, it would be possible if the Japanese plane flew low."

"How to fight?"

"The Japanese aircraft are divided into three types: reconnaissance aircraft, bombers, and fighter aircraft. They each have their own characteristics..." Old bandit Qi, as a wounded man, lying on a stretcher with his head in his hands and looking at the night sky.

I don’t know how long it took, but Old Bandit Qi woke up and the team stopped on a mountain ridge.

The cold air was sucked into the lungs, which was quite comfortable. Old Bandit Qi looked at the sky and it was almost dawn. He looked up and asked the Sacrifice League team members who were leading the team next to him: "When is it now?"

"The chicken has cried three times..."

"I'll ask you what time..."

"That...I don't have a pocket watch..."

“How far is it?”

"It has arrived. About two hours after dawn, the Japanese baggage team will appear."

The old bandit Qi changed the topic: "Did the Japanese baggage team enter and exit the mountain every day?"

“That’s right…”

"When the Japanese puppet troops came out of the mountains, did they carry stretchers?"

"Well, it seems that most of them are like this. Sometimes there are ordinary people who are caught by traitors and taken to the county town..."

"What are they trying to capture the common people?"
Chapter completed!