The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the night was deep, I could barely see my fingers clearly when I stretched out my hand in the valley, and there was a chill in the mountain breeze.

Several torches were spaced apart, vaguely illuminating a team, walking from east to west from the shadow of the mountains into the moonlight.

The mountain road was not easy to walk on, so Pan Zhuzi led the way. The soldiers behind him were gasping for breath from exhaustion. One soldier was being supported, and he was struggling to move in the night, and accidentally twisted his foot.

The sound of gunfire from the south was heard, and a faint light spot appeared. The tired team immediately gained some strength and hurried towards the place where the gunfire was heard in the south, ignoring the greetings of the sentry on the roadside.

The leading soldier turned back and said: "Platoon commander, the leading soldiers said that Company Commander Hu and Political Commissar Ding are going to stop the Japanese from the front!"

"The Ninth Company is behind us, and a company commander surnamed Hu is having a lively fight. What the hell are you doing! Oh, you said Political Commissar Ding is here too... Damn it, why don't you hurry up and reinforce?"

A platoon of eight people rushed out along the mountain road. There was a faint clatter on the mountain road. The gunshots in front were fierce. No one was seen throwing grenades. Pan Zhuzi's heart was like thousands of horses galloping. He knew that the opportunity to make a meritorious deed had come!

The soldiers were waiting for his order, but at the same time he also knew that the Japanese must have bad intentions. Now he finally felt that the valley seemed to be very deep, and it was still very dark on a moonlit night.

It was too late to think about anything now. It was confirmed that it was Political Commissar Ding and Company Commander Hu who were blocking the Japs in the front. The other soldiers must be friendly forces. Pan Zhuzi was dumbfounded on the narrow mountain road: looking at the terrain, his platoon must not be able to expand. Hurry up and hurry up.

Is it still the second line of defense?

"Report to the political commissar, Pan Zhuzi in three rows reporting!"

Before Pan Zhuzi came over, a soldier came to report that a team was coming from the north, saying it was the Third Company of the Independent Regiment.

Hu Yi was not interested in fighting head-on with the Japs. The piles of rubble were strewn with Japs corpses. The Japs, who were not afraid of death, threw a wave of grenades. The huge vibration and shock wave caused another wave of stone rain on the mountain wall, which was smashed.

The Japanese howled and howled for a while, and several of them fell off the cliff.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers sacrificed two and injured five. Hu Yi reacted quickly and pulled Political Commissar Ding against the mountain wall, making him disgraced.

When they heard that the third company was coming, they were both confused.

After the report, Pan Zhuzi, who was eager to attack, leaned against political commissar Ding and pressed against the mountain wall. His eyes were darting around, staring at possible enemies. For a while, he saw no movement.

"Political Commissar, can you leave this matter of fighting the Japanese to us?"

"Well, seeing as you have a lot of soldiers, it's okay. We've been fighting for a whole day, and you guys came just in time! Do you have enough ammunition?" Political Commissar Ding was not polite, but he was also worried.

"Hit Jiulian soil? Beat Jiulian, it's a lot smoother!" Pan Zhuzhu was so frustrated that he changed his words before he spoke.

"Oh, that's good. Our third company finally has a machine gun!" Ding De noticed with a sharp glance that a soldier in the torch was holding a machine gun in front of him to show off.

Pan Zhuzhu, who was still carrying a squad of soldiers, changed defenses with the soldiers of the Model Regiment. When the soldiers of the Model Regiment carried away the wounded and their fallen comrades, there was no movement on the other side.

After a while, Pan Zhuzi ran back and asked Ding Deyi puzzledly: "Political Commissar, what's going on? There are so many people in the advancing team? They've been fighting all day? But I didn't see anyone?"

I thought that the political commissar and Company Commander Hu had just fought hard with the Japanese here for a whole day and were so respectful. Could it be that they scared away all the Japanese?

"Advancing team?" The political commissar was stunned for a moment. He remembered that Pan Zhuzi had taken over the blocking position and was still unclear about the situation. He paused: "The enemy opposite is not an advancing team, but a large Japanese army!"

"Uh, a large army? Hehe, the mountain road is only so wide, so we are not afraid of the Japanese army. Should we rush over or block it on the spot?"

"Charge over there? Do you know how many Japanese soldiers are on the other side?" Ding Deyi couldn't laugh or cry!

Pan Zhuzi did not dare to be rude in front of the political commissar: "Is there a squadron?"

In his impression, the most Japanese that can be stopped by a squad are advancing troops. It is said that a large army should be a small squad, but from what the political commissar said, it should be a squadron.

Next to them, a model regiment soldier who had retreated and was loading bullets into his rifle burst out laughing!

"Why are you laughing?" Pan Zhuzhu was confused.

Political Commissar Ding was also happy: "More than half of the Japanese divisions in the west, according to the soldiers of the Model Regiment, it was the Changzhi 20th Division that mobilized another Japanese division, nearly ten thousand!"

Pan Zhuzhu was a little confused, how many divisions would there be? Nearly ten thousand people who only learned to read after participating in the Eighth Route Army? How many is that? I don’t know, it’s much more than a hundred anyway. He hesitated for a moment, turned around and asked Hu Yi: "

Company Commander Hu, uh, there are nearly 10,000 Japanese, how many security forces are there in Xinglong Town?"

The time I saw the most Japs was in Xinglong Town. Hu Yi was also there at that time, so I had to ask Hu Yi for advice.

Hu Yi had a black line and didn't have time to reply.

Luo Fugui, carrying the little girl on his back, finally squeezed in front of Hu Yi out of breath, fell down, dropped the big bag on his back, grinned and yelled: "Oh, my grandma, I'm really worried about you.

Three, I'm afraid something might happen to you, but now you and the political commissar are fine, I'm finally relieved!"

These words were so familiar that Hu Yi was too lazy to pay attention to this shameless guy. He saw that the girl on the guy's back had stood up, grinning widely and laughing loudly: "Fox, hehe, didn't you go to the teacher again?

Well, why are you hanging out here in a place where birds don’t poop?”

He turned his head and said: "Uncle Ding, are you there too?"

Hu Yi looked at the girl who came over and said calmly: "Why did you follow Pan Zhuzi here?"

"Hey, are we all here?" The little girl waved her hand proudly.

"Our company?" Hu Yi estimated that there were wounded soldiers in the company, so they should be able to fit into a platoon: "Mule, fill up the bullets for me!" After saying that, he took out the rifle from his body and handed it over!

I am such a good boy, I can make Boss Hu feel ashamed, and I have also fired all the two hundred rounds of ammunition I carried with me. The situation is not good. Luo Fugui took the gun, tremblingly, and began to unload the magazine, and put the bullets in one by one.

pressure.

"Does your injury still hurt?" The little girl stepped forward and circled around Hu Yi.

"How did you know we were here?" Hu Yi asked the girl who was wandering around.

"Hehe, it's a long story. First, a company from the Beishan Regiment came. They said they were entrusted by the Model Regiment and wanted to rob Director Song from our family. The prodigal uncle of the regiment gave him ten old sleeves as a gift!"

"Does it have anything to do with you guys finding this?" Hu Yi was in a good mood.

"Don't worry, our group has a new political worker later. Guess who it is?"

"A new political worker?" Hu Yi already knew from the correspondent that he was Team Leader Zheng. According to his rank, he shouldn't be! "Tell me the key points. It's useless to talk nonsense."

"Well, the vixen went to Wang Peng's group, is this useful?" The little girl blinked her big eyes, nervously teasing.

"Huh?" Hu Yi was stunned on the spot. He already knew from the correspondent that the silly woman was fine. With her character and style, she didn't make any big mistakes. She just got confirmation from the news again, but what's the use of it?

?I have been so anxious these past two days that I forgot about it.

Seeing that Hu Yi was dumbfounded and didn't speak, the little girl stopped pestering her and said, "Later, Li Youcai sent another message, saying that there might be someone in the mountains. The regiment leader was so mad that he insisted on organizing a team to go into the mountains to suppress the troops."

, I borrowed a platoon from Wang Peng, one platoon each for us and the third company, and later we brought a platoon from the security army. I originally wanted to let the security army experience the power of our Eighth Route Army, so I made do with a reinforced company! Old

Qin Shoujia."

"Uh, who is the leader?" Hu Yi asked knowingly.

"Hehe, the regiment leader didn't say it. Anyway, we have three platoons in the Ninth Company, and the voting belongs to our Ninth Company, right? Our regiment...this company commander personally leads the team!" The little girl Dese almost revealed her identity.

Political Commissar Ding heard a dark clue. This girl was becoming more and more lawless. Thinking about it carefully, no one but her could control her.

Luo Fugui, who was lying on the ground and breathing heavily, blinked his eyes: "Boss Hu, didn't you say that there are only two classes of Japs? Let's rush up and crush those little Japs to death!"

"Want to crush the little devil to death?" Hu Yi turned his head and asked Xiong expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!