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Chapter 704: Battle of Gudaokou (1)
"Captain, how far is it?" On the rugged mountain road, a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old trotted to Wang Zhong's side and asked curiously.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "It's not far. Just go over the mountain ahead and walk another four or five miles to get there."

A smile immediately appeared on the boy's face: "Really?"

"Of course, I can't lie to you."

Wang Zhong rubbed the boy's head and looked at the bag on his back that was almost as tall as him. He kept asking, "Don't you feel it's heavy to carry so many things?"

"Heavy?"

"It's not heavy!" The boy said with a smile, "I can run with just this little stuff on my back!"

The young man spoke without blushing or panting, wearing badly worn straw sandals, and the exposed insteps of his feet were red and black from the strong ultraviolet rays.

"Not bad!"

"He's a man."

Hearing Wang Zhong's praise, the young man was very pleased, and a look of anticipation appeared on his face: "Captain, can I join the guerrillas?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Want to join the guerrillas?"

"Yeah!" The young man nodded heavily, looking at Wang Zhong with eager eyes.

Wang Zhong raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head again, smiling and saying, "You are too young. Wait until you are a few years older and then join us."

"I'm not young anymore!" the boy said, "I'm already fourteen."

"You are fourteen?" Wang Zhong was stunned. He obviously did not expect that the boy was already fourteen years old.

The boy was skinny and not very tall, and looked no more than eleven or twelve years old. But Wang Zhong immediately realized that it was due to long-term hunger and lack of nutrition that the boy looked so thin and small, not having the body shape that his actual age should have.

"You are too young, and your physical strength and endurance are not as good as those of an adult. Wait another two years!"

Seeing the disappointment in the boy's eyes, Wang Zhong suddenly changed the subject: "Although you are still young and you have to wait another two years to officially join our guerrillas, can you join the reserve team first and receive military training in advance, just like your uncle Dashan and the others?"

"Really?" The young man immediately showed excitement on his face and looked at Wang Zhong with burning eyes.

Wang Zhong said: "Of course it is true."

"And after joining the reserve team, in addition to training, you will also be responsible for the security work around the camp and protect the safety of the villagers. Once you find danger coming, you must know what to do. If you are about to be discovered by the devils, you must quickly evacuate with the villagers."

"If I join the reserve team, will I be given a gun?"

"Of course we have to give you guns." Wang Zhong said, "If we don't give you guns, if you really run into the devils, do you think you'll have to fight them with axes and hoes?"

"Give me a gun too?"

"hair!"

"Then I want to join the reserve team." The boy said excitedly.

"Okay! When we get back to the camp, I'll put you in the reserve team and give you a gun."

"Great!"

Children are easy to please. When they hear that they will be given a gun, they will be very happy.

Half an hour later, a temporary camp located halfway up the mountain appeared in front of everyone.

“We’re here!” Wang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

The little bookworm hurriedly began to lead a group of villagers to move into the camp. Close to the cliff, there was a large concave area, four or five meters high and stretching for more than twenty meters. It was a natural place to stay.

The dense woods and bushes around them provide them with the best cover.

The fence made of logs nearly as tall as a person and as thick as thighs is enough to resist the attacks of wild beasts in the mountains. Not far away there are more than a dozen reclaimed lands of different sizes. Judging from the appearance, it is obvious that people plow the land regularly.

Wang Zhong led He Dashan and He Laohan to a cave at the end of the mountain wall with the deepest depression. He pointed to a pile of coarse cloth sacks in a warehouse separated by logs and said, "Yes! Move all these out. I promised you ten kilograms of rice for each family to settle down. It will be paid immediately."

"Are these sacks filled with rice?" Old man He was stunned. There was such a huge pile, probably several thousand kilograms in total. If they were eaten sparingly, it would be enough for so many people to eat for half a year.

"That's right!" Wang Zhong said, "This pile is all rice. There is also a pile of flour next to it, all of which are ground. However, there is not so much flour, only more than 100 kilograms."

"Are these all for us?" Old man He couldn't believe what he saw.

Wang Zhong said: "I can give you the ten kilograms of rice I promised you, but the rest is our guerrilla rations and cannot be given to you."

"But now we are all in the same camp, and the villagers can eat these rice and flour with us, but if there is an emergency and we need to go on a mission, we must be given priority."

"this is necessary."

"Uncle He, do you have anything else to ask?"

"there is none left!"

"there is none left!"

Ten minutes later, wisps of smoke rose in the woods. An hour later, everyone was eating the freshly cooked wild vegetable and rice porridge and the distributed canned ox blood and grains.

Another twenty minutes later, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, and the commando brothers took the guns they had just taken out of the warehouse and distributed them to each reserve team member.

"Everyone under fourteen years old, including those fourteen years old, get out of here."

Looking at the more than 30 reserve team members standing in front of him, Wang Zhong gave an order and eight young men with guns on their backs, who were obviously shorter than the people next to them, stood out from the team.

"turn back!"

"Let's go together!"

Although several young men could not tell the directions, they still followed the main group out.

Looking at the twenty-four reserve team members left, Wang Zhong nodded with satisfaction and immediately led them, as well as the members of the assault team, leaving only two veterans in the camp to help maintain order and train the seven or eight children aged eleven to fourteen.

"Our destination this time is the ancient road entrance 200 miles away. It is the only way from Myanmar to Nantianmen. All vehicles going from Myanmar to Nantianmen must pass through there."

"Our target this time is the Japanese transport vehicles sent to Nantianmen."

This group of peasants who have been malnourished for years and can't even get enough food to eat, if Wang Zhong follows his previous style, he must let them rest for a few days to recuperate their spirits.

But time was running out and Wang Zhong didn't have enough time. He could only pull them out after giving them a meal and settling their relatives and elders.

"Captain, the Japanese have fallen into our traps several times. Do you think they have already made preparations this time and have set up traps, just waiting for us to rush in?" Bula came out from somewhere, came to Wang Zhong's side, and expressed his concerns.

Wang Zhong said: "It's not about whether or not, but I am definitely prepared and have my pockets tied."

"Then why are we going to Gudaokou?" Bu La looked at Wang Zhong in confusion.

Wang Zhong said: "Because although it is the only way from Burma to Nantianmen, the terrain is very open and the road is wide. No matter how smart the Japanese are, they will never think that we would choose to ambush them in such an open area."

“Open area?” This time, not only Bu La was confused, but everyone else also looked at Wang Zhong in confusion.

They were all veterans who had fought many battles with Wang Zhong, so they naturally knew what open space meant.

"Ambush in an open area? Who will do it?" The first sentence is a rhetorical question and the second sentence is a question, vividly reflecting the complex thoughts in Yao Ma's mind at the moment.

"You'll know when we get there!" Wang Zhong said mysteriously. Although everyone was puzzled, they did not doubt him because they trusted Wang Zhong.

It was not until two days later that everyone arrived at the entrance of the ancient trail and were stunned when they saw the road in the middle of a low-lying plain.

"Captain, it's impossible to set up an ambush in this kind of terrain!"

The name "Gudaokou" has a very simple origin. It was originally the entrance to an ancient road leading to Nantianmen. This road is an ancient road that crosses the border between China and Myanmar. Once you take this road, you can reach Nantianmen directly.

"not spicy!"

"Kang Ya!"

"Li Liansheng!

"Show us everything you have brought."

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, several people stepped out from the team and untied their backpacks, revealing several large baskets filled with things.

"Landmines?"

"Where did you get so many mines?"

Everyone gasped in unison.

Dig holes and bury mines, and be ready to pull the fuse at any time.

Fortunately, they didn't quarrel, they just shouted that they would help steam me and the house together.

"Now is not the time to discuss these things, let's clear the mines first."

With a wave of Wang Zhong's hand, everyone immediately began to lay mines.

There were twelve landmines in total, which took Wang Zhong a lot of effort.

It didn't take too much time to lay the mines, and it didn't take too much time to disguise the original road to its original appearance.

But the waiting time is very long.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours...
Until six hours later, it was already afternoon.

The three familiar sounds of monkey hooves and bird calls gradually came from far away.

"Here it comes!" Bu La immediately held the Thompson tightly in his hand and shouted in a low voice to the people around him.

Everyone also perked up, some loaded their guns and some pulled the bolts.

Not long after, a military vehicle covered with tarpaulin appeared in front of everyone, followed by the second, the third..., and the convoy was getting closer and closer to them.

"Shoot!" With Wang Zhong's order, he took the lead and raised his gun to aim at the Japanese major on the escorting tricycle. With a bang of the gun, the major fell down.

The soldiers lying in ambush on both sides of the road pulled the fuse when Wang Zhong shouted.

"Boom boom boom boom boom~~~~~~~" Amidst countless explosions, two of the Wuliang military vehicles were directly blown over, and the drivers of the remaining three were either killed or had their tires blown out.

Bullets rained down like a storm, heading towards the rear of the escort team.

"Die!"

Cui Yong gritted his teeth, gripped the pheasant's neck with both hands, and in an instant he fired countless bullets.

There were two assistant shooters next to them, one standing on one side, one responsible for delivering bullets, and the other responsible for receiving them.

The Japs fell in large numbers.

"clip!"

"clip!"

After using up all the bullets in the magazine, Milong could only shout loudly to call out his assistant shooter.

Fortunately, Doubing is no longer the timid and cowardly Doubing of the past. While taking the empty magazine handed over by Milong, he quickly pressed bullets into the empty magazine.

"Magazine!" Before Doubing had finished one magazine, Milong had already used up another one.

Doubing hurriedly handed over another one.

Half a minute later, "Quick! Gun barrel, I need a new gun barrel." Doubing Lishi pulled out a nearly two-foot-long gun barrel from his waist.

As for the replaced gun barrel, which was hot all over, the handling was simple and rough. Doubing immediately unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and urinated directly on the hot gun barrel, using physical methods to cool down the hot gun barrel.

Such a sudden attack, such intensive firepower, but the resistance of this group of devils was far beyond usual, and the pressure was already at an extremely high level.

But they still had no intention of giving up, and continued to fight stubbornly. Their tenacity was far greater than usual.

Wang Zhong realized something was wrong and began to look around vigilantly.

Wang Zhong’s shooting skills were extremely fast. After shooting the major last time, he aimed at their machine gunners, assistant gunners, and then the Japanese non-commissioned officers, calling out their names one by one.

But even so, they still held on under the intensive firepower on the mountain.

It was not until three minutes later that Wang Zhong pricked up his ears and listened to the roar of air in the air. Wang Zhong's face immediately changed.

He immediately gave a loud order: "Retreat!"

"retreat!"

"quick!"

Wang Zhong immediately took off the knife from his waist and blew the horn of retreat.

Hearing the horn, the brothers of Team 2 and Team 3, who had already received Wang Zhong's advance orders, immediately pulled the members of the reserve team and quickly evacuated. Only Team 1 and Cui Yong, who was controlling the pheasant's neck, were left to continue their attack, buying time for everyone to escape.

"idiot!"

"The Chinese pigs are about to retreat, beat them..."

A lieutenant who had been hiding somewhere suddenly stood up. He had just swung his samurai sword and shouted a few slogans when he was shot in the head.

Wang Zhong no longer held back, and the six bullets were emptied in an instant, harvesting six lives. Then he quickly switched positions, and while taking advantage of the gap in the switch, the gun in his hand turned into another gun that was already full of bullets in the space.

In less than a minute, Wang Zhong emptied the bullets of six guns. On average, he fired one shot every little over one second. The reason why it took more than one second was because it took some time for Wang Zhong to find a new target.

"withdraw!"

"Cui Yong!"

"withdraw!"

Seeing the Japanese soldiers who were suppressed by the heavy machine gun and dared not even raise their heads, Wang Zhong shot them dead with several more shots. Then, with an order, Cui Yong immediately stood up, pulled out a grenade from behind his waist, unscrewed the lid without thinking, pulled the fuse, and threw it directly under the neck of the pheasant that had run out of bullets.

With a loud bang, the pheasant's neck was immediately blown into pieces.

Seeing that even Cui Yong had dropped his machine gun and thrown out grenades, Wang Zhong immediately threw a Type 38 rifle loaded with bullets to Cui Yong and fired two more shots.