If we don't go to Luoye Village, we can only go deeper into the Japanese-puppet area, which will bring us closer to the devils. No matter what we do, the risk and difficulty will be greater. Even on the road, we dare not act arrogantly.
Hu Yi led the 9th squad and bypassed Qingshan Village at noon and continued eastward. In the afternoon, they reached the outskirts of Luoye Village and turned south. They were not familiar with this area and had no specific destination. They just walked and looked around and saw villages. But until the sun was about to set, they did not see a decent village.
Under the setting sun, a road meanders from north to south. There is a plain on the east side of the road and continuous mountains on the west side, making this road the exact boundary between the mountains and the plains.
They had walked a long way and were very tired. Hu Yi looked at the setting sun approaching the mountain and decided to find a place nearby to have a good rest for the night. There was a conspicuous ridge on the side of the road ahead, right next to the roadside. If they wanted to rob or stand guard, it would be a perfect place. Hu Yi decided that Class 9's campsite for tonight would be behind that ridge.
The muzzle of the rifle was tilted, the upper of the shoe was covered with dust, and he was wearing the clothes of an ordinary citizen. He had a belt tied around his waist, which was full of bullet boxes, a box gun slung across his body, a backpack and a grenade bag on his waist. At first glance, he looked like a bandit, a well-equipped bandit. When the squad leader Hu Yi said that they had to camp in advance, Ma Liang, who was exhausted, finally let out a long sigh, left the road, and walked towards the ridge on the west side of the road.
After pushing the ox cart for most of the night and then walking for another day, they were exhausted. The Japanese and puppet troops were all in the stronghold, so they just had to be careful not to run into spies like the plainclothes team along the way. So Ma Liang, who was leading the way, finally relaxed and climbed up the ridge as if nothing had happened. When they had already passed halfway up the slope, they suddenly heard a low shout from behind the bushes on the top of the ridge, which was only a few dozen meters away: "Don't move, or you will die!"
Ma Liang's scalp exploded, and he froze like a stone on the spot, as if he was in a fog. There is nothing that cannot be encountered, only unexpected things. I never dreamed that I would be ambushed in this place. It is impossible for the Japanese puppet army, right? If it is them, they are too invincible. Is it a god's calculation? There are only a few people in the ninth squad, so how can they set an ambush? Looking at the situation, it can only be a robbery. It is probably a fake mountain bandit who met a real mountain bandit? How much courage does it take for a mountain bandit to rob in the Japanese puppet area? This time he is in trouble!
The situation on the road was clearly visible from the ridge. Hu Yi and his men, who were about a hundred meters behind Ma Liang, were still unaware of the situation and were still climbing up the ridge. Ma Liang forced himself to stay calm and thought quickly about how to send a danger signal to Hu Yi and his men who were about to come up, otherwise there would be no chance at all.
Ma Liang stood there in a frozen position, sweating profusely, unable to think of a solution. Suddenly, a man holding a gun stood up from behind the bushes, staring with eyes wide open and mouth wide open, and said to Ma Liang in an incredulous tone: "Ma Liang? What are you doing..."
Ma Liang carefully raised his stiff neck, finally exhaled a breath, and sat down on the ground. The person who spoke was the fast runner from the second company.
"Company commander, they are squad nine!" Kuaituier shouted back.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whoosh and a large row of people came up from behind the ridge. There were seventy or eighty of them, all armed with guns and bayonets hanging high. In the middle was a tall, dark-faced man, his burly body proudly standing in the halo of the setting sun, holding a long Type 38 rifle horizontally. The bayonet under the muzzle reflected the setting light, so bright that people could not open their eyes. Who else could it be but Gao Yidao.
When Gao Yidao led the Second Company to set out at night, his first thought was to block the perimeter of the artillery tower and prepare to intercept the grain team that was delivering supplies to the artillery tower. Although the grain might not be much, it would at least keep the Second Company from starving to death. They could not count on the artillery tower that was too far away, so the target was still the artillery tower they had attacked last time. When they arrived at the place, they sent people in disguise to inquire, but they were dumbfounded. The news said that the Japanese had just delivered supplies to the artillery tower two days ago, and they would have to wait half a month for the next visit.
There was only enough food for two days. If they had to wait for half a month, the Second Company would starve to death several times. Helplessly, Gao Yidao decided to do big business. He contacted a nearby guerrilla team and asked them about the food transportation situation of the Japanese. The guerrilla team could not provide detailed information, but told Gao Yidao that the Japanese did transport large quantities of food from time to time, all to other counties. They suggested that the Second Company go to the only road outside the east gate of Meixian County to look for opportunities. Whether they could wait depended on luck.
Gao Yidao led the second company to do as the guerrillas said. They were stuck on the road east of the county town for two days. They were very lucky and actually waited for a team to transport supplies. However, they were all pulled by cars, with motorcycle teams in front and behind. Not to mention how many escorting devils were in the cars, the motorcycles alone were equipped with more than ten Type 99 light machine guns. What kind of firepower was this? What scale was this
Gao Yidao's jaw dropped in surprise before the wheels whizzed by. The new recruits in the second company were even more shocked. It was their first time seeing a car. Not to mention the large number of Japanese soldiers, just watching those monsters with wheels humming and humming was enough to make them wonder: What the hell are these? Do they eat grass? They are too evil!
The small ones can't wait, the big ones can't eat, and the work near the county town can't be done. The food they brought for two days was eaten up long ago. Gao Yidao had no choice but to lead the Second Company to move northward secretly, preparing to find another way out. Today is the fifth day after the Second Company set out. As luck would have it, they took a temporary rest behind a ridge on the side of the road and found several suspected bandits, who happened to be the wicked Ninth Squad.
Normally, when meeting an old friend in a foreign land, one should shed tears, or at the very least, shake hands, pat each other on the shoulder, and exchange pleasantries. However, this would never happen to the Second Company and the Ninth Class.
There was no need for Ma Liang to shout to the people below. Just by looking at the bayonets on the ridge, Hu Yi knew who he had run into. He led his men and slowly climbed to the top of the ridge, about thirty or forty meters away from the crowd of people from the second company. The people from the ninth squad stopped to rest, drink water and wipe their sweat. Hu Yi was too lazy to even look at Gao Yidao.
Ever since the Second Company appeared on the top of the ridge, they have all been standing on the ridge without moving. They quietly watched the few garlics from the Ninth Class dangling up from below, stopping to rest about thirty or forty meters away, and still standing there quietly without making any noise.
Ma Liang suddenly pulled Hu Yi and said, "Brother, I think the second company is a little weird."
After hearing what Ma Liang said, not only Hu Yi, but everyone else in Class Nine also turned their heads to look at Company Two.
It is indeed a bit strange. Ever since both parties confirmed each other's identities, the people from the Second Company have been standing there motionless, all looking at Class Nine.
This situation was a bit puzzling, and Luo Fugui couldn't help but say, "My god, why do they look so scary to me? Why are they looking at me?"
Hu Yi frowned, turned his head to look at Luo Fugui, then looked at the Second Company over there, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly whispered to the people in the Ninth Class: "Everyone get up, prepare to retreat!"
"Ah? Retreat? What does that mean?" No one understood what Hu Yi said, and they all stared at each other in confusion.
Hu Yi looked at Luo Fugui and said, "They're not looking at you, they're looking at the cage of chickens you're carrying!"
Gao Yidao is not Captain Wang, and the Second Company is not the friendly company in Qingshan Village. Captain Wang did not dare to rob the food of the Ninth Squad, but that does not mean Gao Yidao does not dare to rob it, because they have a special relationship. If the Independent Regiment is a family, then the Second Company and the Ninth Squad are brothers, brothers who dislike each other and fight each other all day long. Now the hungry elder brother finds that the younger brother who makes him hate his teeth hurts has a piece of candy in his pocket. What will happen? Even if he reports it to his parents afterwards, what will happen
Hu Yi's words finally made everyone suddenly wake up. They quickly screwed on the kettle lid, pulled up the backpack they had just put down, and hurriedly prepared to leave this place.
At this moment, Gao Yidao's voice finally came from the second company: "Hu, you're thinking of running away before you even say hello? Huh? Haha, judging from your attitude, it seems that you're doing pretty well. It's rare for us to meet, so we should catch up, right?"
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