under fire

Chapter 253 District Squad

The moon is dark and the wind is light, and the sleeping earth looks like a giant beast. For the Eighth Route Army who are used to the dark night, this is a good time to hurry.

A north-south path meanders among the hills, except for the footsteps of the rushing team, there is a dead silence.

A squad of vanguard soldiers, led by Ma Liang, stretched far from left to right and walked northward in a line in the deserted fields and slopes.

Two or three miles away behind them, a long team marched slowly with two torches.

Three platoons of the Ninth Company, sixty or seventy soldiers, talked and laughed with more than 30 cadres who entered the mountain.

During the hard times, Luo Fugui was the most shameless, constantly chatting with the cadres in the mountains, and the middle-aged people were dumbfounded by the questions asked by this group of people who had defected. These guys have no education, but they have all died from the pile for many years , more informed.

On the bare brown earth hills on both sides, guard soldiers on two wings walked.

The last blockade line of the devil's security forces, the gun towers and strongholds at the entrance of the mountain, is at the foot of the mountain fifty miles to the west. Chen Chong has already walked through it two days ago, so there should be no problem with safety.

Who knows if the devil will appear suddenly.

Days of mopping up made the devils exhausted. At night, when the headquarters was taken down, the frustrated Tubalu always launched sneak attacks with black guns. The lieutenant believed that it was the guerrillas in the mountains.

However, since entering the plain the night before, the lieutenant sent a large number of devils to the camp to arrange an ambush for four strikes at night, and adopted the wretched method of waiting for rabbits, and did not fire their guns all night. Well, how dare you break ground on the head of Tai Sui, Ba Lu is also stupid, stop doing things that are purely courting death, and if there are no accidents, you can rest easy from now on.

Endless exhaustion brought most of the devils to sleep.

midnight.

Gunshots rang out on the hillside on the south side of "Bagouer", which was obviously the sound of Yousaka's rifles, followed by two more shots of [-]-[-] rifles.

The first one to shoot was of course the Devil Sentinel. Hearing the sound of the gunshots, the distance was not very far. The Devil Sentinel in ambush had a simple idea. Along the way, he fought against the harassing Tuba Road many times, and most of the time he didn't even see the Tuba Road.

It's not an ambush, and there's no need to wait for Balu to approach before firing. I've seen shadows in the night all day long. If I don't shoot now, maybe after a while, the attackers will hide in the darkness and continue to harass.

Obviously seeing the black shadow fell to the ground, the sentinel didn't step forward to check. This is the usual trick of the Eight Routes.

Eight Routes did not dare to attack head-on, and used this method to attack the warriors who came forward to observe several times, resulting in several injuries to the warriors.

The ghost sentry didn't care about where the bullet flew, whether it hit or not, and didn't need to confirm whether anyone was shot.

The devil's camp in the distance behind him began to move, and the figure swayed back and forth in the light of the burning fire.

Ma Liang lay on his stomach in the dark, and stabilized the three-eighth cover. After a few seconds, there was a sound of footsteps, and a soldier marching to the west came back.

"What's going on?" Ma Liang put down the binoculars and looked up.

"Suddenly a shot rang out on the opposite hillside. The sound of the gunshot was loud! Someone is attacking the devil's barracks!" The soldier replied panting.

"A sneak attack is a sneak attack, what a fart attack!" Ma Liang was excited. Someone sneaked into the devil's barracks, at least it meant that there were friendly troops nearby, and maybe the mission could be completed ahead of schedule.

Pulling the binoculars, he observed the devil's camp.

The devils stepped up to the sentry position one by one, took a stance, and began to organize their firepower to shoot at the position where the two gunshots were fired back. Ma Liang frowned, and the bullet hit a place where there was no one on the west side. flickering.

After many days of training, several recruits have already improved their reaction speed, crawling sideways and jumping vertically to find the nearest hidden position. The vanguard called softly in the night to approach Ma Liang's position.

After the devils fired a round, they stopped firing.

"Platoon leader, do we want to hit one of them?"

"The barracks ahead are full of devils, don't act rashly!" Ma Liang saw two devils standing beside the fire in the devil's camp through the binoculars: "You two go around to the west to scout! Find out where the troops are!"

"Yes!" The two figures spread their legs and ran westward.

Ma Liang turned his head and continued to arrange: "You two scout to the east, if necessary, hide and shoot twice, I want to see how many troops the devil has!"

An old soldier led a new soldier, and immediately pulled away to the east, hiding in the darkness.

More than ten minutes later, gunshots rang out from the east of the devil's camp, and then the devil returned fire. The bullets screamed continuously, and the flash of light tore through the night.

Ma Liang held up the binoculars and watched the movement of the devil camp around the fire!After a while, Ma Liang put down the binoculars, set up the rifle, pointed the muzzle at the tent of the devil camp, pressed the trigger by feeling, pulled the bolt quickly, and knocked out five bullets in one go.

The sound of continuous shooting sounded from the west again, perhaps because the distance was too far, the sound of bullets piercing through the air, and the tents of the devils’ barracks in the distance were beaten up with strange noises, Ma Liang grabbed the binoculars again, and vaguely saw the bullets hitting There were clouds of dust on the ground, and the tent shook without wind. The two devils who were standing before were lying on the ground, running around in fear.

Ma Liang grinned in satisfaction, and quickly stepped back for a while, and retracted his head when he could no longer see the flames of the devil's barracks.

Unsurprisingly, in the dark night on the opposite side, a crooked machine gun fired, and the tongue of flame began to flash continuously in the night, suppressing the flames of the rifles firing nearby, and a barrage of bullets poured into the hillside where Ma Liang had just retreated. , drilled into the soil, and made a puffing sound.

The platoon leader didn't call to fire, and the soldiers next to him resisted the desire to shoot and waited, knowing that the platoon leader was conducting fire reconnaissance!

The recruits lay on the back of the slope and looked around nervously with their eyes wide open, their fingers trembling and their palms drenched with sweat.

"The bullets can't turn the corner and can't hit us. You two stay, and the devils will retreat when they come up!" Ma Liang ordered the two veterans: "Other people change places with me!"

Ma Liang stepped back down the hillside and followed the six soldiers who had gathered.

Not long after, four figures ran down the hill from the west, and the leading soldier was panting: "Report to the platoon leader, this is Captain Liu, they belong to the district team!"

"District team, what district team?" Ma Liang excitedly asked the other party's number.

"Hello, platoon leader Ma, right? I'm the An County Guerrilla Squad, and my surname is Liu." A young voice came from behind the soldier.

It was not the first time for Ma Liang to deal with the guerrillas. He had some admiration for Captain Liu, who called himself the district team. With their big knives and spears and a few broken guns, they dared to attack the devils. They had a lot of courage.

Thinking of the independent regiment also having guerrilla units, the fourth company of the independent regiment used to fight guerrillas outside the mountains, but they were killed after fighting. Thinking about the past, my heart felt sour for a while, and I didn't say a word for a while.

(End of this chapter)