under fire

Chapter 77
The moxibustion-hot sun is constantly emitting heat, and there are shrubs everywhere, and there are occasionally a few not-so-tall locust and cypress trees in the forest.

The first battalion commander of the model regiment was holding a Cao Changjing mirror, hiding under a locust tree, and was observing.

On the road under the hillside, so many devils were in front of him. It was the first time in his life for him, and he had never seen it before; his body was a little stiff, and his muscles were contracting. The team of thousands of people was lying on the hillside, and the dozen or so company commanders were trying their best to control their breathing.

The battalion commander felt the coldness on his back. On the way to this place, the battalion commander had wet his clothes with early sweat. He felt that it was all covered with water. A gust of wind blew through.

The regiment got the news early in the morning: Lucheng devils set off from the north gate, and they were definitely going to sweep again, but the devils who came out this time were a little different from the previous sweeps. They were all devils, not even a security army.

The head of the regiment was still injured in the division hospital. After receiving the news, the political commissar who temporarily acted as the head of the regiment issued an order without hesitation. The second battalion and the third battalion organized ordinary people to enter the mountain.

As the main force of the first battalion, the task is of course to delay and block the devils. The correspondent began to notify the companies of the first battalion to urgently assemble, and each company rushed to this hillside from the station in their respective defense area.

There are seven companies in a battalion, plus five semi-military companies, each of which has left some soldiers to help the people who are stationed there, and all the others are here.

Since it is a model regiment, of course it is not a blow. Although there are only three battalions, each battalion has seven or eight companies, leaving a lot of soldiers, and there are still nearly a thousand people here.

The first battalion commander thought that he would be able to ambush the devils, but when he looked through the telescope, he saw that the devils had spears and cannons. , The battalion commander's heart is cold, the soldiers have five bullets at most in their guns, each soldier's ammunition bag is empty, let alone nearly half of them, carrying big knives, hoes, shuttle marks on the young nervous faces.

All because in the valley below the hillside, the yellow pressure is not a column that I saw before, just like the water of the Yellow River in the battalion commander's hometown, winding endlessly.

The battalion commander forced himself to appear calm, and his face was even more calm, because he noticed that the soldiers around him were shaking. It was definitely not caused by the cold wind on a hot day. He couldn't hold his breath, and the team with half of the recruits might collapse.

Another gust of cold wind blew past, and there was a piss in the wind.

The battalion commander said with a black line: "Comrades, don't be afraid, the devil is in the valley, ah, we are on the hillside, we are far apart, wait a while, pay attention to my orders, each shot a bullet, and then Retreat eastward into the mountains." The battalion commander began to cheer, his voice trembling.

The leading soldiers of the devils lined up and headed directly east, not searching for the two wings at all.

The order began to be passed around, and the voice was so oppressive that he might not be able to hear it clearly, for fear of disturbing the elite soldiers who were more than a kilometer away.

Several company commanders received orders and immediately dispersed.

"Dear my grandmother, why are there so many devils, now that the head of the regiment and the political commissar are not around, we might as well not hit a shot. It's so far away, and we can't hit it, so why don't you just run away? Anyway, the devil doesn't Go to our station." The first company commander suggested to the battalion commander next to him.

"It stands to reason that the devils should go north after passing the intersection in front, but they are still going northeast. Don't they come to our base to sweep them?" The battalion commander said loudly, with a hint of joy.

A middle-aged man's gasping voice came from behind.

"That's right, it's strange, the devils did not surround us in this raid, but now, they seem to be lining up to travel in the mountains, maybe their target really isn't us?"

"Good commissar!" "Good commissar!"

The sound of gossip resounded all over the field.

"Hello, comrades. Commander Wang, just give the order. The common people have already moved. You are good at fighting, whether to fight or withdraw. You make up your mind, and I'll see." The political commissar gasped.

The words of the political commissar were whispered into the ears of the young soldiers, and the tense atmosphere immediately eased a lot.

"Political commissar, that's what I think, um, there are too many devils out there, and we can't beat them, but since they didn't come at us, of course we don't need to stop them, let's shoot and run, devils. No matter what, he doesn't have eight legs, does he?"

"You figure it out, what do you mean by several company commanders?" The political commissar pulled out the kettle and took a gulp of water.

"They? They're all frightened!" A bunch of cowards.

"Then, why are your legs shaking?" The political commissar was surprised.

"It's been a long time, numb." The battalion commander said sternly.

"Oh." The political commissar didn't even bother.

"Hey, I think, the devils neither enter the village nor search, and just run eastward. I think it's a waste of bullets to shoot them. We can't hit them at such a distance. There are hundreds of good doors, and we can’t afford it after one round.”

"The battalion commander, the devils are a little strange. They don't seem to have infantry artillery, they are all small artillery." The first company commander took advantage of the time the battalion commander was talking to the political commissar, pulled the battalion commander's binoculars, and said while watching.

"This is not right. The devils are working so hard that they can't be without a purpose, but in the mountains to the east... there is no large army of ours. I don't understand." He took off his hat and shook it vigorously a few times, sweating like rain, the soldier lying on the ground was about to curse, looked back, and quickly swallowed the swear words from his throat.

"Is there any news coming back from other places?" the battalion commander asked.

"No, the correspondent sent to the north to the friendly army hasn't come back yet. The situation is not clear, should we fight or not?" The political commissar spoke quickly.

"Forget it, I think it's okay. It's so far away, and the devils will shoot down a few times. We must have suffered a lot of casualties, but if the devils want to pass by us, we must leave some souvenirs. It's much more fun to go to the narrow valley in front of the devils. ."

When the regiment commander is not there, the battalion commander is slandering. You, a political commissar, are always asking for your own opinions. Can't you give an order?
Hu Yi and Ding Political Commissar have been chasing the mountain pass. From the telescope, you can see the hills and hills outside the mountain from a distance. The terrain is completely different from the mountains and mountains at this location. From a distance, you can already feel the appearance of the plain.

"Company Commander Hu, we not only lost Commander Ding, but the devil didn't see a shadow. I think it's useless to run down." Commander Ding panted and rolled his eyes at Hu Yi.

Hu Yi was a little strange. The speed of the three of them was not slow, but he didn't catch up with Captain Ding, but the footprints on the ground were still there. They were all military shoe prints. It's all towards the outside of the mountain.

He vigorously moved his aching shoulders, squinted at the political commissar, swallowed embarrassedly, and murmured: "Head Ding, they are running like rabbits!"

Ding Deyi smiled: "You underestimate the surname Ding, underestimate Captain Ding, during the Long March, they even ran fast, and every time they made a surprise attack in front of the road, hehe, but when he returned to the station, that's all. Tiao Lu is recently, and looking at his anxious look, he must take a shortcut, the footprints on the ground are still there, indicating that they have not encountered a devil." After speaking, he continued to gasp for breath.

　Feng Wu Shicheng, someone in the post said you are my trumpet, can you tell me your surname?We entertained ourselves, and started to charge when applying for V admission.

　　
　
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