Xiao Hongying's shot was very smart, delicate, and perfect. There was a crosswind at a distance of 400 meters, and the target was a dog. Hu Yi had seen this kind of shooting before, but it was not shot from his side, but from the Japanese side, which made Hu Yi hate it. The Japanese had good guns and good individual soldiers. Many Japanese veterans could do accurate shooting at a distance of 400 meters, but there were very few such experts in the 67th Army. The independent regiment had been here for a short time, so they had never heard of it.
The little girl always boasted that she was the fourth best shooter in the independent regiment, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. This naughty kid should be ranked first. Hu Yi used to think that shooting skills were developed by bullets and did not believe in talent. Now he believes it. In terms of her shooting skills alone, Hu Yi feels that she is not much better than himself, but her sense of distance, her intuitive sense of wind, her choice of shooting time, her concentration and decisiveness in shooting are much better than his. This is really a talent, which cannot be achieved by combat shooting experience alone. In other words: not everyone can wear pigtails!
Ma Liang swung his gun again and again behind the hill on the right, aiming again and again, and finally sighed, not willing to fire the bullet, and the plainclothes team had already hidden. Liu Jianqiang was even more so, the shooting of the Hanyang rifle in his hand at a distance of 100 meters was purely based on luck, he would never try to shoot at this distance. No one knew that this was Xiao Hongying's work, everyone thought it was Hu Yi who shot.
It seemed to be about 400 meters. Didn't the squad leader say that we should use machine guns? Why did they change to rifles? Although this shot was very accurate and soul-stirring, and killed the dog, can I still fire a few more shots happily? Is it so difficult to shoot? Ma Liang thought angrily.
"Fox, do you think we should fire another shot?"
"Girl, who taught you how to measure distance?" Hu Yi answered the question irrelevantly.
"Uncle Niu, he used to be very accurate with mortars!"
Hu Yi was finally relieved, because it turned out that this old cook was from the artillery.
"Hey! Fox, look, it seems someone else is coming!"
There was a new target at the end of the sight, which was vague and became clear after a while. A small group of Japanese soldiers appeared behind the plainclothes team. They were the reinforcements who hurriedly came after receiving the notice from the plainclothes team and following the marks left by the plainclothes team along the way.
Hu Yi couldn't help but feel lucky that the dog died at the right time. If it had been a little later, there might have been no chance. He called out to the hill, then picked up the machine gun, pulled the little girl and retreated down the ridge. He ran to the depression behind and waved to Su Qing and Luo Fugui: "Mission accomplished! The devils are coming, hurry up!"
Northeast of the Independent Regiment and due north of Qingshan Village is the control area of another friendly Eighth Route Army unit. Captain Wang is a man in his thirties. He joined the Red Army in the early days of its arrival in northern Shaanxi and has some combat experience with the Kuomintang army. The troops have been busy expanding and have just formed a new company. Experienced veterans are scarce, so Captain Wang, who has combat experience, naturally became the company commander.
Recently, some people reported that there were small groups of mountain bandits in this area, so this new company was sent out to suppress the bandits and train the new team. One hundred and thirty or forty people wandered around in the nearby barren mountains for two days, but didn't even see the shadow of a bandit, which made Captain Wang very discouraged. It was not easy to become a company commander, but he didn't even have a chance to show his experience. He was unwilling to return empty-handed after such a hard trip, so he led the team to Qingshan Village, which was the border area. Since they couldn't beat the bandits, they went to Qingshan Village to hang out. Maybe they would meet a plainclothes team and have fun.
The team was lined up in a long line and marching on the small path. Suddenly, a few faint gunshots were heard in the distance. The gunshots did not make Captain Wang feel nervous. Instead, he felt happy that an opportunity had come. Without hesitation, he led the team to change the route and headed straight towards the direction of the gunshots.
I was hurrying along when I suddenly heard a loud shout from a high place nearby: "Stop! Which unit are you from?"
The sound made the team freeze on the spot. Captain Wang, who was standing at the front, searched in the direction of the sound but didn't see anyone, but answered with the number in confusion.
"Tell me the name of your regiment's communications officer!"
Captain Wang also answered this question. Then, a young Eighth Route Army soldier climbed up from behind the weeds on the hillside, put away his Type 38 rifle, turned around and waved behind him. After a while, five figures, four big and one small, appeared from behind the hillside.
A female Eighth Route Army soldier took the lead and hurried to Captain Wang: "Hello, we are from the independent regiment. My name is Su Qing."
A woman, a child, and four soldiers of different abilities made Captain Wang wonder, what kind of combination is this? An independent regiment? More like a guerrilla unit!
No matter what he thought, the independent regiment was also his own people, so Captain Wang immediately put on a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work. How did you get here? What was the gunshot just now?"
"The Japanese were chasing us all the way, luckily we met you." Looking at Captain Wang and the more than one hundred soldiers behind him, Su Qing finally calmed down a lot.
The Japanese and the plainclothes team are two different things. After they arrived at the location of the plainclothes team and understood the situation, they immediately began to chase Hu Yi and his team desperately. There was not much vegetation in the mountains at this season, and people could be seen from afar, so the Japanese had been following them for more than a mile, occasionally shooting at them. Although they had finally left them out of their sight, they were still being held and were not completely safe.
Japs! The news brought by Su Qing shocked Captain Wang. He had fought some battles with the Japanese in the past, and had just been transferred here recently. He urgently needed to make some achievements to show everyone. He had never encountered Japs before, but he didn't expect to have a chance to do so today. He couldn't help but ask anxiously, "How many Japs are there? How far away are we?"
"There are fifty or sixty Japanese soldiers, and another twenty or thirty plainclothes soldiers. They may be two miles behind us."
My goodness, there is a squad of Japanese soldiers and 20 to 30 plainclothes soldiers. There are big fish and small fish in front of us. There are more than 130 people in our company, which is twice as many as the enemy. It would be unfair if we don't accept this vote. Although the combat effectiveness of the new recruits is not good, we can't fight a decisive battle to kill a large number of Japanese soldiers.
Captain Wang pounded his right fist into his left palm, raised his head to look at the surrounding terrain, turned around and ordered his men: "Everyone prepare for battle!" Then he pointed to a bald mountain next to him, which was the highest point nearby: "Occupy the position now, quickly! Right there, damn it!"
Seeing that a new battle in which our side had the upper hand was about to begin, Su Qing's heart could not help but surge. After Captain Wang issued the order, Su Qing immediately took the initiative to ask Captain Wang: "We also want to assist in the battle."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another voice behind him: "I disagree!"