Chapter 337: It's Not That Simple

However, just when the veteran was halfway down, the devil's convoy also came around from the other side of the mountain.

At the same time as seeing the exit of the narrow valley, the ghost soldiers in the truck also saw the veterans who were climbing down the boulders on the mountain.

Da Da Da ......! Da Da Da ......!

The next moment, two crooked machine guns fired almost simultaneously.

Dense bullets struck instantly, sending rubble flying sideways around the veteran who was falling in mid-air.

Eventually, with a muffled snort from the veteran, he suddenly fell from a position of more than three meters.

And the two warriors on the top of the mountain saw this scene, and their eyes immediately turned red.

They pulled out the few grenades they had, pulled the strings and threw them towards the convoy down the hill.

In the explosion, black smoke rose, and the devil immediately slowed down after encountering the attack.

In the next second, a dense rain of bullets swept over, and the soldiers of the two special service battalions were shot one after another and fell on the edge of the cliff.

"The enemy has been cleared, the convoy continues to move on!"

Seeing that the enemy had been completely killed, the devil second lieutenant stretched out half of his body from the driver's window and hurriedly beckoned the convoy to move on.

And just as the truck started again, under the boulder on the cliff, a veteran of the Eighth Route Army covered in blood dragged a broken leg, gritted his teeth and climbed to a place where a few pieces of gravel were piled up.

Pushing the stone off it hard, he finally saw a thick black lead leaking out.

Leaning against the stone wall, he struggled to light his pipe, then put the lead on his pipe and inhaled hard.

In an instant, the red-hot tobacco glowed a dark red light and quickly ignited the wire.

Squeak squeak......

Amid the unique sound of burning wires, the veteran listened to the sound of trucks approaching the mouth of the valley in his ears, looked up at the blue sky overhead, and showed a satisfied smile.

Rumble......!

With the explosion of gunpowder, a huge black cloud rose into the sky! With the sound of landslides cracking, huge rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, the devil truck driver almost subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

However, despite the sudden slowdown of the truck, it was still one step late.

With the sound of shattering, as several huge stones fell from the sky, the cab of the first truck was directly hit and sunk into ......!

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In Nanyang Village, the station of the special service battalion.

Looking at the soldiers running around in the courtyard, Yang Chenghu kept looking at the broken watch on his wrist while directing everyone to distribute the excess ammunition.

Seeing that more than 20 minutes had passed, Yang Chenghu immediately walked into the telecommunications soldier's room again.

"Is there any news from the monolith mouth position? Did Xie Gouzi bring someone here!? Staring at the telegraph operator, he asked two questions in a row.

"There is no battalion commander yet, and I have been calling, but there seems to be no one on the phone over there, and no one has answered it so far."

Hearing this, Yang Chenghu's face darkened.

"Keep calling me, don't stop!"

"Yes!"

Speaking of this, Yang Chenghu walked straight to the telephone, pushed away a tired soldier, and began to shake the hand-cranked generator with his own hands.

……

And just as the telegraph soldier was about to call the other party again, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside the house.

Hearing this explosion, Yang Chenghu chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly rushed out of the house in a few steps.

……

A few seconds later, looking at the huge black smoke rising from the direction of the monolith, Yang Chenghu's face instantly turned pale.

As the commander of the special services battalion, he knew exactly what that smoke meant.

If it weren't for the extreme situation, he knew that his men would never have detonated the box of explosives.

……

Looking down at Xu Dongsheng, who also had an ugly face, Yang Chenghu walked quickly to the courtyard and took the crooked machine gun from a soldier.

"Lao Xu, I'll take the guard platoon to Dushikou to have a look, and you take the second and third companies to leave the village and enter the mountains immediately. Remember, bury all our mines along the way, and don't leave a single one! ”

"Well...... old Yang, you have to be careful ......."

Looking at Xu Dongsheng, who was worried, Yang Chenghu nodded heavily, and then rushed out of the courtyard with more than thirty soldiers.

……

Seeing Yang Chenghu leading people away, Xu Dongsheng turned his head to look at the soldiers of the second company beside him, and suddenly raised his voice.

"Second Company Commander!"

"Here!"

"Immediately retreat to the mountains with the wounded, only take away the important supplies, and throw away all the useless!

In addition, tell the communication team to take the telephone and retreat immediately! ”

……

Outside Nanyang Village.

Following the retreating group of villagers, the detachment carried their wounded and marched briskly towards the mountains to the west.

More than 20 minutes ago, Zhao Shixun followed Yang Chenghu's intentions and led people to cover more than 300 villagers all the way to leave the village in advance.

For this battle, Zhao Shixun once asked Yang Chenghu if he needed his help.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Yang Chenghu decided to lead the special battalion to stay as a cover alone, and instead let the independent detachment take full responsibility for protecting the villagers into the mountain.

Regarding Yang Chenghu's decision, Zhao Shixun and Zhou Yu didn't say much.

After all, this is the base of the special service battalion, so they are far more familiar with the terrain and the people's conditions than the independent detachment.

Moreover, although the strength of the special service battalion is not as good as before, it is also a camel bigger than a horse, and it still has a strength of at least more than 300 people, which is far stronger than the independent detachment of only more than 70 people.

For this battle, Zhao Shixun is not worried much. Most of the villagers have now been evacuated from the village, and the rest will soon be withdrawn with the third company of the special service battalion. Judging from the current progress of the Japanese army, it is obviously too late for them to encircle the Eighth Route in Nanyang Village.

But at this moment, a rising black cloud on the eastern ridge and the sound of an explosion that followed also attracted the attention of the separate detachment.

"Detachment leader, what is that thing that exploded? What a big move, ....... ”

Ignoring Dapeng's doubtful voice, Zhao Shixun just quietly looked at the black smoke in the distance.

"Qi Baoshan!"

"Here!"

Hearing Zhao Shixun's shout, Qi Baoshan in front hurriedly ran over.

……

Pointing to the black smoke in the eastern sky, Zhao Shixun looked at Qi Baoshan and asked in a deep voice:

"How far away is the distant explosion from here, can you estimate it?"

Hearing this, he raised his right hand and squinted his eyes to measure, and Qi Baoshan quickly gave an accurate answer

"The straight-line distance is less than three and a half miles!"

"What's the matter, less than three and a half miles? Young Master Qi, you read that right? ”

As soon as he heard that the explosion was only three and a half miles away, Dapeng immediately opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief.

"I'm not mistaken, but it's just a straight line. According to the general distance, the explosion should be between four and five miles, in short, the distance is very close. ”

Just after everyone had just spoken, a fierce burst of gunfire and explosions began to faintly hear.

"Oh,, I really let Brother Qi say that you are right, it is really close......."

Looking at the mountains in the east with a mutter, Dapeng no longer had the calm energy he had just now.

Obviously, he also realized something.

At the same time, the villagers who were dragging their families with them with their families with them with them were frightened by the sound of gunfire and explosions, and began to run forward desperately. For a moment, the originally orderly retreating team instantly became chaotic.

Just when the team was in chaos, Zhou Yu, who had been leading people to open the way in front, also ran back in a hurry.

Struggling to squeeze through the chaotic flow of people, he ran to Zhao Shixun's side in a few steps.

"Lao Zhao, why is the gunfire so close, is the devil going to catch up?"

Hearing this, he looked at Zhou Yu and nodded, and Zhao Shixun said what he was most worried about.

"It seems that the devil is coming much faster than we thought......."

After the words were closed, Zhao Shixun looked at the villagers rolling forward and asked:

"Where did the team in front go? How far is it to enter the mountains? ”

Hearing Zhao Shixun's inquiry, Zhou Yu hesitated.

"The vegetation in the valley ahead is very sparse, and if you want to completely avoid the eyes and ears of the devils, the team will have to walk at least five miles. Coupled with the safe distance, that is, Yang Chenghu and they have to hold on for at least an hour and a half ....... ”

Looking at Zhao Shixun, Zhou Yu gave a time of his own.

"An hour and a half isn't very long, I think they should be fine with the special service camp, right?"

Hearing that it only took an hour and a half to hold on, Dapeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could say the next sentence, Zhao Shixun's words were like cold water on his head, extinguishing the last luck in his heart.

"How can it be that simple...... It's just noon, and you think the devil will stay in the village and wait for you to retreat?

…… From now until dark, the devil will probably chase after us all the time! ”

……

Hearing this, everyone's faces, including Zhou Yu, instantly became extremely ugly.

"Ah...... Then don't we have to fight with the devil for a long time....... ”

Looking at the black smoke in the distance, Dapeng suddenly felt a burst of cold in his heart.

He didn't pay much attention to the sudden attack of the devil, thinking that it would be okay to take a step back into the mountain and play Tai Chi with the devil. But now facing the situation that he needs to fight with more than one squadron of devils until dark, he has become completely bottomless.

……

Listening to the sound of gunfire in the distance, although he wished in his heart to take people to retreat to the mountains with oil on the soles of his feet now, Dapeng also knew in his heart that if he gave up these villagers at this time, once the special battalion could not withstand it in front, what was waiting for these villagers would be a catastrophe.

"Deflated calf thing, you have to fight horizontally and vertically anyway, the detachment leader, you can give the order!" 、

Speaking of this, Dapeng picked up the captured Qilali machine gun and carried it on his shoulder, stared at Dongfang and said through gritted teeth.

Since the last World War, the Roc has been interested in this ninety percent new Triggerari machine gun. Because this thing can open a single shot mode, and it can also use powerful 792 bullets, it is deeply loved by Dapeng.

For ease of use, the kid removed the original gun carriage of the Triggerari and turned it into a complete semi-automatic rifle.

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