The War of Resistance

The first group of Japanese troops retreated, but at this time the Japanese troops chasing from the front were within Shang Zhen's shooting range again.

Shang Zhen raised his gun and fired again. The person he aimed at naturally fell down, and at this time Shang Zhen also retracted behind the ridge of the hill.

The first group of Japanese troops retreated, but they did not stop the attack even after they retreated. They were just afraid of Shang Zhen's marksmanship and did not want unnecessary casualties.

Sure enough, the moment Shang Zhen retracted, gunshots from the Japanese army on the opposite side rang out, and Shang Zhen's position was discovered by the Japanese army on the opposite side!

Fortunately, with Shang Zhen's blocking, his soldiers finally withdrew to the back of the hill, and the gunshots from their end also rang out in disorder. The Japanese troops facing them all fell to the ground when they saw that there was no good hiding spot. .

"You guys retreat quickly, I'll cover you!" Shang Zhen, who changed his shooting position, shouted.

"Stop covering, let's retreat together, the old ball is dead!" Li Qingfeng's voice came up from down the hill.

Hearing Qingfeng Li's words, Shang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "You retreat first, I will cover you for a while, it will be dark soon!"

"Then why should we withdraw? Everyone, please hold on for a while!" Lu Yichun's shout came again.

"Obey the order, there is so much nonsense!" Shang Zhen shouted angrily, and at this time, he had already observed the position of a Japanese soldier on the opposite side, appeared and fired another shot forward.

After one shot, he shrank back and went to change his shooting position.

Shang Zhen couldn't figure out how many Japanese troops were chasing him, but he knew that there were not two 38-guns staring at him now.

Sure enough, when he hid again, the ridge was filled with the sound of bullets hitting the ground.

"Retreat quickly! The Japs' marksmanship is so accurate!" Shang Zhen shouted again, and when he turned to look back, he saw that some of his soldiers had actually moved, but they were not retreating. Instead, he ran to his right rear, where there were also undulations of terrain.

Shang Zhen looked to his right and forward again, and saw that the third Japanese army, that is, the Japanese army on the right, also showed up.

It seemed that his soldiers were afraid that they would be outflanked by the Japanese army and went to stop the Japanese army.

"What the hell!" Shang Zhen couldn't help but use foul language.

The reason why he blurted out such curses was because he felt that this war should be fought with more Chinese soldiers. Why did he always have more Japanese soldiers during the war but fewer of his own group?

At this time in the battle, Shang Zhen only had such an idea and used vulgar words to vent his anger. But in fact, who can blame him? The mobile warfare style he chose meant that most of the time they would have to fight with fewer enemies.

At this time, Shang Zhen saw that it was really getting dark. If the soldiers refused to retreat, they would not retreat. He did not think that this group of Japanese soldiers would fight with them here at night.

Shang Zhen climbed down backwards and then turned around and ran out of the mountain. He couldn't stay at the top of the mountain. If he dared to show his head again, there would probably be an extra bullet hole in his head.

And judging from the Japanese army's marksmanship, if there were more bullet holes in his head, I'm afraid it would still be too few, but don't hit your head like a rotten watermelon with a flurry of bullets!

Shang Zhen used the hill as a cover to constantly appear from different positions and shoot at the Japanese army. The few soldiers who also stayed also shot at the Japanese army from time to time. However, under Shang Zhen's order, those soldiers Several soldiers also shot and changed places.

After all, they still had the terrain advantage of the hills, and the Japanese army did not want to increase casualties. Shang Zhen and the others blocked two groups of Japanese troops, while the soldiers who ran away blocked another group of Japanese troops.

Finally, when the sky turned dark, the enemy and we broke away from the battle with a tacit understanding.

And when it turned completely dark, Lu Yichun's narration came from somewhere in the darkness in the mountains.

Only then did Shang Zhen realize that just as he had judged when he heard the gunshots earlier, the Japanese army had discovered his group. If Lao Qiuzi and Li Qingfeng hadn't checked the path, it would have been very possible for his soldiers to do so. The whole army was wiped out.

"Didn't our sentry find the little devil?" Shang Zhen asked.

"No, neither of the two sentries came back." Lu Yifei responded.

Shang Zhen frowned, this group of Japanese soldiers are not simple!

It was still daylight, and the Japanese army actually touched off their sentry!

Shang Zhen thought to himself that he did not have such ability, but how did the Japanese army do it?

But he knew that thinking about this kind of problem was all in vain. First, they couldn't catch Japanese prisoners. Second, they caught no one who knew Japanese but couldn't ask anything.

Shang Zhen asked the soldiers how they were attacked, and then asked the soldiers to report the number of people.

And just as Shang Zhen expected, in less than an hour from when he left his soldiers to when he finally reunited with them, eight more soldiers were killed, and now only Shang Zhen and the others were left. There were about twenty people.

"Lao Qiuzi and I saw the little devil. He shot me and told me to retreat. But when the two of us ran back, I heard a thud from behind. When I turned around, I saw that he had been shot in the head. ." This is Qingfeng Li talking about how Old Qiuzi died in battle.

The old ball was just gone, no one from the soldiers said a word, and there was a depressing atmosphere in the cool night.

Shang Zhen was also silent. He wanted to say something to encourage the soldiers, but emotionally he really didn't want to say anything. Just because he had seen too many soldiers killed in battle, including of course his brothers who spent time with him day and night. .

Everything is the same, how can there be so many rhetoric? People who have experienced too much will only become silent.

However, as a commander, Shang Zhen also knew that it was okay to be so silent. Finally, he asked: "How did everyone else die in battle?"

Now that Shang Zhen had asked questions, someone among the soldiers finally spoke, talking about the deaths of this and that one.

No one wants one of their own to die in battle, but the problem is that compared with this group of Japanese soldiers, their marksmanship is not bad but only average. And they are being pursued by the Japanese army, so it is reasonable for eight of them to die in battle. .

"Xiao Dizi hasn't come back either. Alas, he hasn't avenged his brother yet." At this time, a soldier suddenly sighed.

"What?" Shang Zhen was stunned.

Shang Zhen could only barely remember the names of the new recruits, but he still had a deep impression of Xiao Dizi. After all, Xiao Dizi wanted to avenge his brother, so when he was still alive, he suggested that they attack this place secretly. The Japanese army was much stronger than them.

But who would have thought that Xiao Dizi died in battle without avenging his revenge? Is this the so-called "death before success in birth, which often makes heroes burst into tears"?

"I saw that he was hit by a kid's gun. He must have been injured on his thigh. He couldn't be brought back because of the situation at that time." A soldier said in a low voice.

What Shang Zhen was thinking silently was that he had to avenge Xiao Dizi and his brother together this time. Under the circumstances, it was impossible for him to retreat after being shot in the leg.

But just when Shang Zhen was thinking about it, he heard Big Boss ask: "That's not right, has any of you seen Wang Xiaodan?"

"What?" Shang Zhen was stunned again. He really didn't notice that Wang Xiaodan didn't say anything when he counted the numbers just now.

"Did any of you see Wang Xiaodan get shot?" Shang Zhen asked after a moment.

"No, I was busy fighting at the time, so I saw him lying at the bottom of the mountain at the beginning." A soldier replied.

In the darkness, Shang Zhen really didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling now.

Last time they retreated, Wang Xiaodan stayed and survived. This time they retreated, but Wang Xiaodan disappeared again. Shang Zhen didn't think that boy was so lucky that he wouldn't die even in two disasters.

"We can't let it go like this this time. I think we should sneak attack on the little devil." After a while, Ma Erpao spoke.

"How about a sneak attack? There are no villages nearby, but who knows where the Japs are hiding? Unless the Japs set a fire." Li Dabai shook his head.

It is not very cold at night now. Although the Japanese army is unlikely to go to the village in the dark, it is also unlikely to light a fire to keep warm. This time, the truth that Li Da understands holds true.

"Let's all rest first. We'll talk about it later." Shang Zhen also had no other choice but to give such an order.

As everyone fell silent, the night grew darker and the stars in the sky grew brighter.

As expected, the Japanese troops in the distance did not set fire. God knows which mountain nook the Japanese troops were resting in.

But just when Shang Zhen was about to put everything down and take a nap, he suddenly heard someone in the distance shouting in a low voice: "Where are you all? I'm Wang Xiao!"

The night was very quiet, and the sound was neither too far nor too close, but Shang Zhen was sure that it was really Wang Xiaodan's voice. This kid actually ran back!

But he was running back from Mahakala. How dare he make a sound in the dark night?

However, Wang Xiaodan's subsequent performance completely overturned Shang Zhen's impression of Wang Xiaodan, because he heard Wang Xiaodan shout again in a trembling voice: "Where are you? I know where the little devil is. Hiding it!”