under fire

The sun is westward.

Wild mountains.

In the valley, insects and birds are singing.

There was a huge roar from the sky.

The Devil Squadron in the valley changes course!
The secret service team preparing to launch an ambush must not find the ambush location again.

"Consultant, it seems that a plane is coming." The soldier of the Secret Service Corps asked Liu Manhe casually.

Liu Manhe pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while: "The mountainous area is so big, your head and body are covered with weeds, don't worry about it, besides, the little devil's advance team has a radio station, and this group of devils definitely don't have it."

"how do you know?"

"You idiot, didn't you see the devil's messenger?"

"Hey, I saw it, but I just don't quite understand it. If we kill the little devil's messenger, wouldn't we be able to break their connection? Bai worked so hard to run for a long time."

"You know what a fart, the messenger didn't arrive at the agreed time, which is equivalent to a messenger."

"Uh, I see. It means that the orderly didn't arrive on time, indicating that he encountered an attack on the road. Why haven't you heard from the instructor before?"

"Crazy Yang said it!"

"He? Apart from reciting the Three Character Classic, he would say a few words if he wasn't in a hurry, and he wouldn't fart a lot at ordinary times."

"Don't talk, the little devil will come here soon." Liu Manhe was a little emotional, looking at the dozen or so members of the Ninth Battalion who were lying in the grass, they had dealt with almost all the troops in the mountains when they went out to perform missions, and they fought in the battle during the ambush. Before the approaching time, Jiu Ying was definitely the first one who could still sleep while snoring.

The girl named Wang Yinzhi was obviously a member of the guerrilla detachment, but she just got together with guys like Jiuying.

There are many female guerrillas, but this one seems to be different.

He looks handsome and has a good figure.

The point is that she has good skills. On the road, she had a quarrel with the soldiers. When she directly fought with each other, the two soldiers under her were beaten to the ground by her three or two times.
The reason for the quarrel was very simple. Some soldiers felt that Crazy Yang was a wounded person, and that being carried slowly by the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion was a burden, and they should not act together with everyone.

Although the team pays attention to team combat effectiveness, personal ability is also very important.

Devils always think that their lives are precious compared to the Eight Routes.

As a result, a vanguard squad was dismantled into four groups of three, and the dung beetles pushed them to roll eastward in lumps like shit pulled out by a goat.

The vanguard machine gun team in the back would occasionally shoot a shuttle to the thorny bushes in the valley.

Flocks of birds are startled from time to time.

If someone ambushes, there will be no birds left in that area.

This method is quite old, and it was the experience provided by a certain hunter from the Imperial Association Army.

Very accurate.

For this reason, the imperial army rewarded him with a bag of flour.

There are ditches and ridges.

A severe drought in the plains does not mean that there is no water in the mountains.

It has not rained for a long time, and the weathered sand and dust have not been washed away, so the creek looks very clear.

Very strange, logically speaking, as long as there is heavy rain in the valley deep in the mountains, there will be flash floods, but there is rain in a certain puddle.

The second group of devils had sharp eyes and pointed to their companions.

"Here we come, three miles away." The observation post looked at the soldiers on the mountain ridge and signaled with the newly learned semaphore.

"Wake up the comrades in the Ninth Battalion." Liu Manhe lowered his voice, and then issued an order: "Everyone, immediately sprinkle some millet near the ambush point to prevent the devils from machine gunning birds for reconnaissance."

Along the way, time is passing, and the birds in the thorny bushes are still startling and falling.

Swept countless times.

The devil's vanguard did not believe that there would be an ambush in the valley.

Even if there is, I will choose Shanliang.

Bird hunting is just boring.

"Without my order, no one is allowed to shoot." Liu Manhe emphasized again.

Ma Liang, who was next to him, was envious. The soldiers of the secret service regiment ordered and prohibited, one is one, and the other is two. The execution of orders will never be compromised.

However, I felt that the order of the secret service team was somewhat different from that of Hu Yi, and suggested: "I think it should be based on the squad, and supervise everyone not to load the bullets."

Liu Manhe froze for a moment: "Why?"

"What if someone goes off because of nervousness? If there are recruits from other troops, what if there are enemy spies in the team?"

"What you said seems to make sense. Doing so can prevent the spies from firing warning shots, but what if the spies pull a grenade?"

"People who are not afraid of death will not be spies, and those who are spies must be afraid of death"

Liu Manhe nodded in agreement: "It is possible for spies to stealthily wreak havoc, but there should be no such thing as someone who is brave enough to warn the enemy."

"That's right, otherwise he wouldn't be a spy for the devil."

"Hey, where did you learn so much? Did Captain Hu teach you?"

"It's Battalion Commander Hu." Ma Liang said solemnly, "Actually, I read about it in a book."

"Forget it if you don't say it, really think that I don't know that these things will never be written in the book?" Liu Manhe turned his head and ordered again: "Let go of the devil's vanguard, and directly attack the devil's army!"

Hu Yi and Luo Fugui stood outside the broken village.

the village.

The disheveled and sloppy friendly soldiers nodded and greeted the two from time to time.

They were all in the same gray military uniform, and the two sides were evenly matched.

There was no rooster crowing in the village, and no villager was seen, so Luo Fugui felt a little regretful.

In order to show momentum, the machine gun was not placed on the ground, but directly across the back of the neck.

Not long after, Zhang Weimin strode out from the village.

Looking at Hu Yi coldly, his tone was sarcasm: "We haven't left yet, you're here?"

Soldiers should be so cold-tempered
Hu Yi understood the reason for this complaint: "I wrote a letter, I hope you can find a way to forward it to Mr. Li"

Zhang Weimin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your division commander just sent a battalion commander to deliver the letter, and you came again. Is this a story about playing twelve gold medals?"

Hu Yi didn't understand, so he said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Zhang Weimin shook his head and turned around directly: "Then you come with me."

Desolate ruins.

Luo Fugui was machine gunned down.

Hu Yi entered the hall.

More than a dozen people sat around two temporary conference tables made up of broken tables, one high and one low.

The deputy chief of staff looked at Hu Yi and said in a bad tone, "Don't say you are also the battalion commander?"

Hu Yiping is calm: "Hu Yi, Commander of the Ninth Battalion of the Independent Regiment"

The thin-faced man next to the deputy chief of staff sneered: "Hehe, there was an independent battalion just now, and now there is an independent regiment, you are really not ashamed."

"Nine battalions? I've never heard that a regiment can have nine battalions. Isn't that called a brigade?"

A burst of laughter.

It seems that they have long forgotten that there was a company commander of the Ninth Battalion who rescued them.

Staff Officer Wei frowned: "Tell me about your reason for coming."

"I have a letter here, addressed to Mr. Li in my own name, please pass it on to me."

The thin-faced man curled his lips: "Hehe, don't think about it, you also want to persuade Mr. Li to withdraw to the south of the Yellow River, right?"

Hu Yi nodded: "The places where there are people are the positions. If there are no people, those places are still ours."

The thin-faced man patted the table: "Boy, are you quite arrogant?"

The deputy chief of staff narrowed his eyes: "We were discussing a line of poetry just now."

"I don't know poetry."

"Where there is life, there is hope!"

Hu Yi was stunned for a moment, feeling a little regretful. It seemed that the friendly forces didn't need to remind themselves at all. How could they be stupider than himself?
"I suggest that you better make a decision earlier."

The thin-faced man interrupted Hu Yi: "Hehe, you used to talk about creating friction when I walked northward for less than ten miles in the deep mountains and old forests. Now you are almost forced to the bed of Lao Tzu, do you really think we are easy to bully?"

Hu Yi was silent, this was not easy to answer.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot right now?" Seeing that Hu Yi didn't speak, the thin-faced man took out his pistol
Hu Yi's face was calm: "I came to communicate last time, and the two sides reached an agreement, you can enter our defense zone."

"You let one of our teachers go to your side?" The thin-faced man froze for a moment.

"No, you must have a conspiracy, and the eight roads are the most deceptive." The thin-faced man turned his head: "Deputy chief of staff, this guy must have no good intentions."

"Shut up, everyone here is a guest!" The deputy chief of staff scolded.

Then he looked at Hu Yi quietly: "Thank you for your kindness, it's not very convenient for me right now."

After explaining, he turned to Staff Officer Wei and said, "Send off the guests."

Staff Officer Wei went all the way to the village entrance and reached out to Hu Yi: "My name is Wei Xihe."

Hu Yi stretched out his hand and shook it: "We seem to have met before."

Staff Officer Wei nodded: "You have a good memory."

What should be done has been done, what should be said has been said, but I didn't expect the superior to send someone, and a battalion commander delivered the letter himself.

Hu Yi looked relaxed: "Then I'm leaving."

Staff Officer Wei suddenly said, "During the meeting just now, it was decided to withdraw to the south."

"Thank you." Hu Yi didn't know why he said it, but he still expressed his gratitude: "It seems that I came at a bad time."

"It's not your problem. We are soldiers... not politicians... By the way, I heard you are from the 67th Army?"

"how do you know?"

"Hehe, didn't you report it when you entered the mountain?"

"It seems that your memory is better."

"I'll find a chance to beat two rabbits another day. Let's cook a pot and have a drink."

"I have wild boar over there, I'll send you some later."

Staff Officer Wei hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Thank you, you have a chance when you go back, give Minister Zhang a treat. Take care!"

Hu Yi's complexion became strange, and he let out a sigh of relief: "Take care of yourself, too."

The two shook hands again, this time with more strength.

The time is also slightly longer.