The War of Resistance

"What are they doing with guns and following us?" Big Boss asked curiously as the new recruits began to take action and headed north.

In front of Shang Zhen and the others were dozens of new soldiers holding rifles.

Behind these new recruits were Ma Erpao, Shang Zhen, Li Qingfeng, Big Lao Ben and Wang Xiaodan.

Behind Shang Zhen and others, there are sixty or seventy soldiers who hold long and short rifles in their hands but actually have many grenades strapped to their bodies. The leader is walking with a limp, but it is the lame deputy battalion. long.

"Supervise the team!" Ma Erpao replied angrily.

"What does the supervising team do?" The old man didn't understand.

"It's to supervise us to rush forward and prevent us from running back." Ma Erpao explained casually.

"Aren't we going to fight the Japs? To fight the Japs we have to rush forward, why do we have to run back?" the old fool also asked.

Just these words of the old fool made Ma Erpao speechless.

He really couldn't understand, how could there be such a stupid person in the world? It's just a Japanese name - so short-sighted!

Little did he know that the old man was originally a little monk on the mountain who didn't understand worldly affairs.

He grew up in the mountains with his old monk master.

The old monk was dull and taciturn. Apart from teaching him to memorize scriptures every day, how could he ever tell him these things? In other words, the old monk himself has no knowledge of the world, so what can he teach him?

On the contrary, the old Taoist master of the young Taoist priest Li Qingfeng had a lively and out-of-the-box personality, which led to a clever and ghostly apprentice like Li Qingfeng.

"They are suicide squads. After a while, we will rush forward to attract firepower for them. They will rush up and try to take back the enemy's position in front." At this time, Shang Zhen said something.

Shang Zhen just said this, and Ma Erpao looked at Shang Zhen with a strange look.

No wonder the company commander asked himself and this Northeastern guy to follow him, and told him that this Northeastern guy was not simple. This guy knew about death squads and how to attract firepower. Could he be a soldier?

Afterwards, everyone was speechless.

The recruits had to go up even though they knew they would die. At this time, they had no control over themselves. Shang Zhen and the others could only move forward under the urging of the soldiers behind them. Only Shang Zhen kept looking at the surrounding terrain as they walked.

Ten minutes later, the recruits hid behind a ridge, and according to the soldiers who stayed here, the village more than 300 meters away was the target of their attack.

At this point, how could Shang Zhen dare to pretend to be a new recruit? If he continued to pretend, would he really have to charge forward?

He just looked at the terrain in front of him from behind the ridge and then looked to his left and right.

At this time, the lame deputy battalion commander was already ambushing the left wing with his death squad.

The new recruits were a feint attack, so the suicide squad members would naturally not mix with the new recruits.

The reason why the death squad wanted to go to the left wing was that Shang Zhen, a veteran, knew what was going on at a glance.

The terrain on the left front is relatively undulating, and there are also some dense or sparse mounds of soil.

This kind of terrain is conducive to the veterans of the death squads moving forward with cross cover and reducing casualties as much as possible.

But there was an open field in front of Shang Zhen and the others. Shang Zhen was fine with it. These dozens of recruits who had never even fired a gun must have rushed into the open field to attract the attention of the Japanese army and pretend to attack.

"You silly boy, are you afraid of death?" Ma Erpao teased when he saw the old man holding a rifle and stretching his neck to look across.

"It's just a skin." The old man replied disapprovingly.

Ma Erpao really didn't see a trace of fear in Big Laoban's eyes, but rather excitement.

He really couldn't figure out whether this big man who looked like a black iron tower was really stupid or fake, and he was just a skin-

"It's not worth dying like this." But then Shang Zhen said, "We should move to the few dirtbags on the right front first to cover these new soldiers."

There are a few small bumps on the right front. From their current position, they can only see slight undulations there. This means they have good eyesight. If their eyesight is not good, they still can't see the bumps there.

"Huh?" Ma Erpao looked at Shang Zhen again in surprise. At this time, he really saw that Shang must have been a soldier.

Then which ordinary person would say "exercise"? The “movement” here is not a political movement.

The "movement" here refers to the army or soldiers using various tactical actions to reach a designated position. This is a word that most soldiers will not utter.

"Lao Ma, right? How many bullets do you have?" At this time, Shang Zhen was no longer polite, but he just called the horse Second Artillery Lao Ma.

"Are you good at marksmanship? From the Northeast Army?" The Ma Second Artilleryman was also a veteran, and he asked in surprise.

"Definitely better than you." Shang Zhen said disapprovingly, turning around and glancing behind him, but the implication was that he already acquiesced. Aren't the Northeasterners from the Northeastern Army? Who believes that it is the Guangdong Army?

There are still veterans behind Shang Zhenma's Second Artillery, but they are really the Supervisory Team. The Supervisory Team's machine gun is set up forty or fifty meters away from them.

The firepower arrangement can certainly pose a threat to the Japanese troops in the distance and provide fire cover for the death squads on the flanks, but if the recruits in front dare to turn around and escape, then who does that machine gun hit?

And the officer in charge of directing the battle behind the machine gun looked like he was about to order an attack.

Ma Erpao looked at Shang Zhen in shock. Whether the other party was a veteran was just a feeling among veterans.

Veterans have a temperament that belongs to veterans, and they have some similarities.

For example, if you don't accept life and death, just do it. For example, veterans are not polite to each other when talking to each other. For example, if veterans don't drink too much, few people will talk about their past experiences. For example, when facing life and death moments, some veterans will They can grease their feet and slip away, but there are also people who get on without any heroic words and go to die!

And Shang Zhen gave him this feeling now.

Ma Erpao was stunned for a moment and then looked back, and then he saw that the officer in charge had raised his hand.

"Do as you say!" Such words blurted out from Ma Erpao's mouth.

"Why don't you hurry up and wait for the food?" Shang Zhen said anxiously. After saying that, he climbed up behind the ridge, bent down and ran to the right.

"Huh?" Ma Erpao didn't expect that Shang Zhen would act at his request. He instinctively jumped up and ran forward with Shang Zhen. At the same time, he shouted, "Don't shoot!"

To be honest, he didn't know if the people behind him would shoot.

However, when Hao Xiazi arranged for him, a veteran, and Shang Zhen to follow these new recruits, the commanding officer was present.

He shouldn't think of himself as a deserter and be killed, right?

Probably not, because the wind could be heard in his ears as he ran forward so fast, but Ma Erpao gave himself an answer in his heart.

After all, even if he ran to the right, he was running to the front. He was not running back over his shoulder. The officer behind him should not think that he was a deserter.

While running fast, there was no sound of gunfire from behind, but then Ma Erpao saw a figure flashing beside him. It turned out that the big man who started later than him and Shang Zhen actually surpassed him!

Yeah, you can run faster than me!

He was shocked, but the little thin man also surpassed him like the wind.

He turned around again, but the last guy was also following him, but his body was lower.

No, these guys run very fast, aren't they all veterans? It doesn’t look like it! Ma Erpao thought as he ran.