Chapter 1: The Oath (Yaiami)

"Ahh There are still screams coming back from the valley. rippling. Irritating the ears of the bandits over and over again.

Several bandits who also had the idea of outflanking in their hearts were frightened. Frozen in place. Neither forward nor backward. This kind of behavior on the battlefield is equivalent to asking for one's own death. The machine guns of the partisans unceremoniously strafed past. Pushed them all down the valley.

The so-called fierce is not afraid of death. It's all within certain limits. Seeing that the most "brave" of the accomplices were killed one by one. The other bandits who rushed down were immediately demoralized. Turn your head. Scatter your legs and flee back. Expose your back directly to the guns of the partisans .

Of course, Zhao Tianlong and the others will not be polite to the bandits. Set up machine guns, rifles. Take your eyes on your aim. Shoot all the bandits who dared to rush out of the level and fight back to the ground. In the blink of an eye. Narrow mountain road. It was full of bandits' corpses. Red blood and white snow cover each other. It looks particularly dazzling in the rising sun.

The battle that followed could simply be described as devastating. The bandits hiding behind the checkpoint no longer dared to take the initiative to launch a counterattack. A guerrilla unit accidentally captured a Type 97 infantry curved gun. Then through Zhang Songling's hand. Bring out the power of this mortar to the extreme. Follow the previously adjusted angle of ejection. After smashing the various shells that have just been captured one after another to the sixth level. Blow up the stubborn bandits hiding behind the rocks and turn them on their backs.

Soon. After the level, there are no more living creatures. The remaining bandits were either blown up. Or risk being targeted by the guerrillas . Crawling and fleeing to the next position. There's also a light machine gun and dozens of fresh troops over there. Maybe we can continue to hold on. I can't hold on. At least the people inside will die a little later. Maybe there's a chance to see a miracle.

Without waiting for Zhang Songling to lead the guerrillas to launch an attack on the next level. Redbeard has lost interest in continuing to show off his strength. Yawned. Stretching his waist, he said, "Let's go. Everyone can go up the mountain together. The battle is fought to this extent. Even if Yellowbeard still has a killer feature, he didn't use it. It's impossible to turn the tables around."

"yes. Oh, yes. Yellowbeard is dead this time." The officers of the separate battalion shook their heads. Happily, they walked to the bottom of the viewing platform one after another. I thought it was an uphill battle. Who knows, but it was beaten into a demonstration by the guerrillas. The Yellowbeard Gang's performance was so poor that everyone expected. The guerrillas are strong in attack. It also shocked all the onlookers. If the guys really got into fire with the guerrillas that night....... Someone suddenly thought of the original purpose of this trip to the desert. Immediately the spirit shivered. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his temples.

There is no hope. There is no hope of winning at all. Even these guerrillas in front of them. It's all Redbeard can muster. The independent battalion also had no hope of swallowing them in one gulp. Opposite. It is very likely that he will be beaten all over the field by Zhang Fatzi. In the end, even returning to his nest alive has become a complete luxury.

One of the deepest and most complex feelings. It is none other than Zhou Hei Carbon himself. Since last year, it has been mixed with an independent battalion number and a relatively stable supply. He's been working hard to expand his team. Just a few months. He has more than tripled the total number of brothers under his command. The weapons and equipment have also been changed from Hanyang-made, Shuilianzhu, and Liaosan to 38 Da Geer, Zhongzheng and Czech. I thought that my own strength was already proud of the surrounding heroes. Compare it with the "remnants of the defeated army" in the hands of Redbeard. Only then did I realize that I had been sitting in the well and watching the sky.

The size of the force has doubled. It doesn't mean that the strength will also double. The level of armament has increased. It is also not necessarily related to the improvement of combat effectiveness. The same one mortar . In the hands of the Yellowbeard Gangsters, it is an ornament. And in the hands of the guerrillas Zhang Fatzi . He became an invincible soldier. Pointing to where to hit where. There is no missing bullet. The defense didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

"Just bury your head in training. I won't be able to train a strong army." It seems to have guessed Zhou Heicarbon's thoughts. Redbeard led the group slowly up the hill. while whispering to himself." Yellowbeard thought he was relying on the support of the Japanese. Recruit some ruffians at will. Robbers and scoundrels join in. will be able to grow rapidly. As a matter of fact. He dug himself a pit and jumped into it. We Blackstone guerrillas did suffer a serious blow in the previous months. However the rest. But they are all elite soldiers who have rolled on the battlefield. When the two sides play each other. One beats him, and all three eat grasshoppers like chickens."

"That's . Is that. Soldiers who have seen blood. and soldiers who have never seen blood. It's just different." Wu Tianci's heart shook at this moment. No less than Zhou Black Carbon. Wipe the sweat from your face. Echo in unison.

"In addition. If there is no yearning for the light in your heart. Courage cannot last. I'll make a bet with you. One will see the corpse of the bandit on the road. I'm sure I've been shot in the back more than in the chest." Redbeard looked at him with a smile. Continue to whisper teachings.

This sentence. No one in the independent battalion had the courage to take it. What does the light in Redbeard's mouth refer to? Everyone knows it very well. But now everyone has also hung a signboard of the independent battalion of the Jin Sui Army. Can't openly agree with the set of rhetoric of **. Although before not being a horse thief. They all came from poor backgrounds. I have been hoping to kill a fair world.

There was a heavy gasp. The first level of entering the mountain soon appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Indeed, as Redbeard said. Most of the dead bandits were shot in the back. Actually killed in battle. It is less than a third of the total deaths.

The further you go up the mountain. This situation is becoming more and more obvious. Wait until everyone has passed the fifth level. Even the corpses are much less than the previous levels. Opposite. But there are bandits in and out of bandits. Pointed at by one or two guerrilla fighters. Squatting on the ground with your head in your hands and waiting for processing. I can't afford to resist at all. Although their weapons are stacked less than three meters away from their bodies. Their number is also more than ten times that of the guards.

"It's a flock of sheep. I won't stretch my neck like this and wait to be slaughtered." Zhou Hei Carbon secretly scolded in his heart. Lament its misfortune. Angry and indisputable. Predictable. After this battle. Yellowbeard even if he escaped from life. It was also completely removed from the Dongmeng grassland. In the future, this person will only hide from the guerrillas. I can't muster the courage to fight the latter anymore.

And what about his Zhou black carbon. Where do we go from here? There is no such talent as Zhang Fatzi under his hands. Even if you can get the supply of weapons from the Jin Sui army. The difference in strength between the independent battalions and the guerrillas. It will also be pulled bigger and bigger. And who knows how long the KMT-CCP cooperation will last . One day, if you go up and down. Forcibly ordered him to attack the Lama ditch. And how should he choose...

"Boom. Boom." Halfway up the mountain, there was sporadic shelling. A sound continued to stimulate Zhou Heicarbon's heart. The guerrillas did not know how many passes they had reached. Standing at the foot of the mountain anyway. Even with the help of a telescope. I can't see them anymore. But the commander of the independent battalion, Zhou Heicarbon, knew very well in his heart. Yellowbeard is doing everything he can today. It is impossible to stop Zhang Fatzi's progress. In the face of an absolute disparity in strength. Any intrigue is for nothing. And today the contrast of strength between the guerrillas and the yellow-bearded bandits . It's the difference between a hammer and an egg. No matter how you smash it. Who took the lead. The end of the egg is always broken bones.

It turns out. His judgment was not wrong in the slightest. After losing six levels in a row. The morale of the bandits has completely collapsed. Near the seventh level. Zhou Heitan and the others only saw four corpses that had been blown up by shells. Neither the person who was shot in the back nor the captive was seen. Obviously. The defending side took only a few shells here and voluntarily abandoned their positions.

The eighth level does not even have corpses. After the stones. Scattered guns and ammunition. It vividly illustrates the inner panic of the bandits when they fled. There are a few more craters near the ninth level. Because Yellowbeard dug a few more bunkers nearby. But with the exception of a bunker on the left side of the level that was damaged by a cannonball. The other two are quite complete. The bandits inside ran away without waiting for the shells to hit their heads. Boxes and boxes of bullets were left for the attacker.

The tenth level. It is also the last way to enter the mountain. Located at the gates of the old guerrilla battalion. It consists of two stone turrets and a semicircular position built with several sandbags. Zhou Heitan, Li Laojiu and others have seen the whole picture of the level a long time ago. If it had been guarded by two of them with their own brethren in their own battalion. Even if the weapons and equipment are far inferior to the other side . It can also last at least half an hour or more. However, what caught everyone's eyes. But it's a complete defense system. There are no craters. There was no blood. Only two sides of the white flag made of clothes are planted on the sandbag. Blown by the mountain wind. Exhibitions come and go. As if to welcome the "guests".

The bandits who were stuck in the old camp. They all squatted in the snow in the front camp. One by one, they hung their heads. Like a defeated rooster. I heard the footsteps of Zhou Hei Carbon and others. Raise your eyes blankly. Sneak a wait-and-see. When you see the wrinkled face of the red beard. He plunged his head deep into the snow. No one has the courage to ask for mercy.

"I know you. Your name is Iron Wolf. He is the son of the old iron eagle of Horqin." Redbeard, however, keenly picked up a few familiar figures from among the captives. Walk forward quickly. Pull up one of the arms. Asked aloud. How do you do good people don't do. Serve as a dog for the Jap. Could it be that the Japanese devils gave the bones. Isn't it that delicious?"

"I. I ......" The bandit leader who was held by him struggled twice and couldn't break free. Suddenly raised arms. Crackling and slapping himself." Master Hong. Master Hong. Kill me. I don't have the face to tell you. I'm a disgrace to our old Tie family."