The War of Resistance

"No one is easy to fight!" Wang Laomao sighed again in the afternoon.

From around eight o'clock in the morning until around five o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese army in front of them had passed.

Don't care what their organization is, whether it is a brigade or a division. Anyway, they estimate that this Japanese army must have 10,000 people!

Shang Zhen and the others were the sentries who killed the Japanese army last night and entered the Japanese defense line. Under the cover of night, they had marched sixteen or seventeen miles inside.

Originally, Shang Zhen and the others only planned to get in and kill the Japanese heavy machine gun.

But Shang Zhen then thought about it. Since his group had already penetrated the Japanese defense line, it would be a little less impressive to kill a heavy machine gun. Besides, when it got dark, they couldn't figure out how many Japanese troops were around.

And this kind of attack is destined to happen only once.

Now they can be regarded as fighting in the heart of the enemy. As long as the battle starts, regardless of their results, the Japanese troops will definitely swarm in from all directions.

Even if they could escape, it would be impossible to start a new battle again.

Don't look at what Shang Zhen and others said about looking down on the Japanese army, such as little devils, Japanese devils, little bastards, etc., but when it comes to actual actions, they know the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army very well, and they don't want to be beaten by the Japanese army!

So in that case, why didn't they find a target with more attack value, such as the Japanese army's command post or the Japanese army's ammunition storage.

Throughout the whole day today, they saw the Japanese troops passing in front of them like ants, and they felt like they had no way of starting.

Having no Japs to fight is a pain, but having too many Japs to fight is also a pain, and this is exactly why Mr. Wang laments.

Now that Mr. Wang finished sighing, he looked at Shang Zhen. Naturally, he was waiting for Shang Zhen to make up his mind. He felt that he had no choice.

"Look at me?" Shang Zhen guessed Wang Lao Mao's mentality as soon as he looked at Wang Lao Mao's expression, that is, he was asking questions knowingly.

When Wang Lao Mao saw Shang Zhen's expression, he couldn't tell what Shang Zhen was thinking. His teeth were itching with hatred, but this time he wanted to scold Shang Zhen again but couldn't.

That's because the veterans have already persuaded him, saying, "Uncle Wang, now we have returned to the main army. It's not just our group who are together, but there are others too. If you want to scold Shang Zhen, you have to bear it." Come on, he's the company commander, and you're the deputy!

It was just out of habit that Mr. Wang scolded Shang Zhen. He was not stupid. He thought to himself that this was really the case. He had to save some face for that little bastard Shang Zhen.

But when he looked at Shang Zhen's expression now, he knew that the veterans' advice to him behind his back must have reached Shang Zhen's ears, otherwise how could he be so arrogant now?

Just when Mr. Wang felt that he was about to blurt out and scold Shang Zhen again, Shang Zhen never gave him this chance. Just when he was about to blurt out the curse word, he pointed in front of him and said: "There are too many devils, it's not good to hit anyone." Choose, I’ll take two people to the top to choose!”

Shang Zhen's words were so timely, so he immediately suppressed Mr. Wang's foul words.

Helpless, Mr. Wang bit his old teeth that were yellowed from smoking, and could only follow Shang Zhen's direction and follow Shang Zhen's direction.

The terrain here is mostly hilly and low-mountainous. The mountains are not high and some open areas are quite large. However, there is a peak protruding behind the low mountain in front, which is higher than the other mountains.

"Are you familiar with the terrain here?" Wang Laomao asked Shang Zhen after being stunned for a moment.

"I'm more familiar with you anyway." Shang Zhen replied.

"Why didn't I know when you were wandering around here?" Mr. Wang asked curiously.

Shang Zhen smiled: "It was when Uncle Wang was lying in a daze."

When Shang Zhen said this, the original guard company monk Zhanger was confused, but the veterans of Shang Zhen's group had smiles on their faces.

"Get out! Get out of here!" Mr. Wang's face turned red and he cursed.

To be honest, Mr. Wang is now nearly fifty, and his little wife is pregnant. He has already decided to retire. If it weren't for military discipline and the lack of a good place to go, then he really would have retired to the mountains and forests. My wife and children are hot on the bed.

When Shang Zhen said that he lay in a daze, he meant that he didn't want to do anything and just lay there thinking about his little wife every day.

He was disrespectful to his elders, but was exposed by Shang Zhen. How could Mr. Wang's old face not be red even though he had gone through many vicissitudes of life?

When Shang Zhen saw Mr. Wang blushing, of course he knew it was time to call it a day. He stopped smiling and called out: "Qingfeng Li, you two, you two are following me."

"Ah? Are you just taking the two of them?" Wang Laomao asked hurriedly to cover up his embarrassment.

I couldn't help but Mr. Wang didn't ask. After all, there were more than fifty people coming out this time, but Shang Zhen only brought two people to investigate the enemy's situation.

"Too many targets are too obvious. Three people are enough. You just stay here. We will meet again tomorrow night or the morning after tomorrow. We must find a big target this time!" Shang Zhen said.

"That's a way, but be careful." Wang Laomao thought for a moment and said.

"Yeah." Shang Zhen responded.

More than two hours later, with only a ray of sunset remaining on the western sky, Shang Zhen, Li Qingfeng, and Da Laobeng finally appeared on the hillside of a mountain. It is a steep slope, and it is the peak that Shang Zhen pointed out earlier that is very different from other short mountains.

The reason why Shang Zhen and the other three were slow to get here was, on the one hand, because they were running away from Wangshan. Even though the mountain looked close at the time, it was actually quite far away. On the other hand, they naturally had to be wary of possible Japanese troops around them. of.

This place has become part of the Japanese front line.

The tens of thousands of Japanese troops they saw during the day could not still be gathered together like they were marching. The Japanese troops also needed to deploy their forces within a depth of more than ten miles, such as attacking troops in the front and fire cover behind.

The 51st Army deployed its defenses along the Baisha River like spreading salt, but the Japanese soldiers on the offensive side would condense into several "arrows" to attack key areas.

Such a style of play will of course lead to the Japanese army using more to defeat fewer Japanese troops on local battlefields. It must be admitted that the Chinese army has too many problems in command.

But isn’t that what the so-called “exchanging space for time” is? The inflexible command and the miscellaneous troops are consuming the Japanese army at the front. Who cares about the life and death of the miscellaneous troops? What the upper management only cares about is the utilization value of the motley crew, nothing more.

As for the miscellaneous army being really exhausted, then let’s just say it’s exhausted.

Perhaps, as far as the Northeast Army is concerned, on the night of September 18th, they received orders from above not to resist and thus lost the three northeastern provinces in more than a month. That was their original sin and their eternal pillar of shame. .

This kind of original sin and shame cannot be washed away with blood. Otherwise, why would many people in future generations talk about the "non-resistance" of the Northeast Army?

Shang Zhen and Li Qingfeng started climbing up the mountain, climbing with bare hands.

The height of the steep mountain above is about thirty meters, and Shang Zhen and Li Qingfeng can still climb it, while Big Laoban stayed below to look out.

On that mountain peak, Shang Zhen will use a telescope to observe the surroundings in order to obtain the most valuable target for attack.