Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 352 The blind cat is destined to meet a dead mouse
Lu Sanjiang had actually fallen asleep.

Even snoring a little.

But five meters away, the veteran who was also nestled in the grass and had his arms hung in bandages did not wake him up.

The high nervousness in the field for several days made the veteran who was so painful that he couldn't sleep feel extremely tired, let alone a young man who had just joined the army for three years, even though he had gradually grown into a qualified cavalryman.

Young cavalrymen must be qualified.

Because the brothers who stood in front of him to shield them from the wind and rain were constantly being consumed in the war, just like in the last confrontation with the Japanese cavalry, most of the people who died in the battle were veterans.

They knew that as long as they dodged, the ones whose chests and stomachs were sliced ​​open by the sharp Japanese sabers would be the recruits who followed closely behind them, so they could not hide. shield.

The growth of cavalry is more cruel than that of infantry. Once they die in battle, they grow up again.

There are very few veterans who can survive to the end.

But this is also the pride of the cavalry.

The veteran's left elbow was chopped off in the last round of riding battle. According to the rules, those with physical disabilities can be classified as serious injuries and do not need to go on missions. However, he is still worried about his little brother and insists on hanging his arms to accompany him into the battlefield for reconnaissance.

Lu Sanjiang was not only his comrade-in-arms, but also a villager from his village. It was he who took Lu Sanjiang away from his parents and told them that he would definitely bring back his younger brother who had made a name for himself.

Maybe he can no longer shoot and fight with his little brother, but his experience can undoubtedly help the sergeants of the Shinco cavalry. In addition, the combat cavalry company has been short of manpower for several days, so he, a seriously wounded man who should have been hiding and recuperating, also entered the battlefield .

The continuous pain tortured the nerves of the person, but it also became the best stimulus to resist drowsiness. In fact, the veteran only slept for less than 3 hours in two days and nights.

The thunderous sound of horseshoes came from the main road, there was an enemy!
However, the veteran knew that Lu Sanjiang had woken up without the veteran shouting.

His purring died away.

The old soldier grinned, very pleased.

He knew that his little brother was growing faster than he imagined, even the deepest sleep, even with himself by his side, did not make him lose enough vigilance.

That's good, and means he'll be on his own soon enough.

This also means that he may not need his own help in the future, and he can take out missions with updated soldiers.

However, for veterans, there is only comfort, not loss.

"Brother! Why are there Japanese cavalry at this time?" Lu Sanjiang's voice came softly.

"I don't know!" The veteran who was biting grass roots instead of cigarettes shook his head solemnly.

Before the Tenth Army of the Japanese Army arrived in Songjiang, in order to hinder their march, Songjiang City sent nearly a thousand people to destroy the main road from Huangpu River to Songjiang City. Access to the main road is extremely difficult.

The Japanese engineers spent a lot of time but failed to repair this main road quickly. Horse riding and three-wheeled motorcycles became the main means of transportation for the Japanese troops between the two places.

However, during this period of time, riding a horse and galloping on such road conditions is by no means a good choice. If one is not careful, the horse will stumble and the person and the horse will fall half to death.

However, the cavalry team running along the main road increased their horse speed to at least [-]%.

The first few horses used flashlights to illuminate the road ahead, obviously they were pathfinders, and the twenty or so horses behind followed closely behind in the dawn light.

You don't have to look too closely to feel their eagerness.

It's just that this scale is neither a cavalry sequence that can be put into battle, nor a signal team of two or three horses.

The binoculars specially borrowed from the company commander were hung around Lu Sanjiang's neck, and the cavalry sergeant who opened his eyes vigilantly had to learn to observe and judge by himself, instead of relying on his elder brother for everything.

Ever since seeing the veteran pay the price of breaking his arm in order to save himself, Lu Sanjiang has become much more silent.

The veteran knew his guilt, but he didn't go out of his way to enlighten him. Pain and suffering are all processes that must be experienced in growing up.

The current Lu Sanjiang is much stronger than the recruits who were used to asking veterans about everything two or three days ago.

The sky is getting brighter, and the horse team running from afar is getting clearer and clearer.

"Brother! They seem to be escorting someone to the Songjiang front line." Lu Sanjiang's voice came.

"Well! Then we will evacuate when they pass by. The sky will be bright soon, and the Japanese cavalry may come over at any time." The veteran nodded.

"Watched all night, didn't investigate anything, just went back like this, not reconciled!" Lu Sanjiang licked his lips, a little annoyed.

"No situation, it's better than no situation!" The veteran said while holding his single arm to pack up his belongings.

"That's true!" Lv Sanjiang answered while holding the binoculars unwillingly to look at the horse team that was going from far to near, and was about to go from near to far.

In the cavalry formation, a figure wearing white gloves, a command knife hanging from his waist and no helmet came into his sight.

"Brother, there is a senior official! Let alone a senior official!" Lu Sanjiang's eyes suddenly opened.

"So what? It's just the two of us here. He's more than No. 20. Can you boil him or steam him?" The old soldier shook his head and replied angrily. "Get ready to go, go back and report to the company commander, the Japanese army has no troops to mobilize tonight."

"Hey! If my marksmanship is half as good as Deputy Director Tang's, I might be able to kill him." Lu Sanjiang took out his pistol and aimed at the cavalry in the distance. The Japanese military officer who looked at him, said with great regret.

"Fart, it's so far away, it's not easy for Deputy Director Tang to come! When will you calm down a little bit, don't do such whimsical things!" The veteran frowned and scolded his little brother.

This guy didn't calm down for two days, and he was almost back to the past, which made him quite dissatisfied.

"Why are you not calm? I meant to say, but I didn't say that I really want to fight." Lu Sanjiang, who was lying in the grass, stubbornly continued to aim at the cavalry with his gun.

The long distance made it difficult for him to see clearly in the front sight, so he subconsciously picked up the binoculars with his left hand, looked at the figure of the Japanese army officer who was still up and down on the horseback, held the gun with one hand, and simulated in his mind how he could look like Like Tang Dao, one shot at a time.

It was Tang Dao who left a deep impression on him in the cavalry duel that day.

The cavalry confronted each other, and the distance of three 400 meters was approaching in an instant. The muscles of the whole body were almost stiff and the mind was blank. It was definitely not time, but the sound of horseshoes like continuous thunderclaps. Will be decapitated by the opponent.

Therefore, the cavalry often throw away their lances after firing a shot, and hold their sabers high, which can not only deter the enemy, but also embolden themselves.

It was like Tang Dao, who insisted on emptying five rounds of magazines with a gun, and his mentality was so strong that it was frightening.

Maybe he was too involved, the sergeant Xin Ke didn't realize that his gun had already released the safety, and with a slight hook of his finger, the lance was fired.

"Bang!" A shot was fired.

"You bastard, you're crazy!" The veteran almost vomited blood.

Why is this bastard so stubborn?

Lu Sanjiang was also stunned.

Not because I pulled the trigger recklessly.

But in the telescope, something incredible happened.

A war horse fell in response.

The cavalry that the Japanese army was speeding up instantly became a mess.

He hit it?

The distance of more than one mile!

God showed up?
"Brother, I seem to have hit it!" Lu Sanjiang replied weakly.

"I'll hit you, you ghost! You'd be better off lying about your military exploits." The veteran who crawled over snatched Lu Sanjiang's binoculars and looked into the distance.

The veteran was also stunned.

The Japanese cavalry had already stopped, instead of searching and chasing into the depths of the wilderness as expected, they were all surrounded in one place, appearing quite flustered.

Obviously, Lu Sanjiang was not lying, he really hit a certain target.

No one has the luck of a blind cat hitting a mouse.

"Let's go!" The veteran roared in a deep voice, not caring about checking the results of the battle.

After the Japanese army reacted, the two of them would not be able to run away. The Mongolian horses they equipped were far inferior to the Oriental horses for short-distance sprints.

Two soldiers quietly climbed out of the bushes to the back of the hill, and retreated deep into the woods, leading the horse with its four hooves tied in cotton cloth.

If they had the chance to look back, they would be surprised to find that the Japanese cavalry had no intention of pursuing them at all.

There is wilderness on all sides, and they have no way of tracking the target, which is just one of them.

More importantly, the target they were responsible for defending, Major General Mori Tanabe fell from his horse and was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)