White Cliff Terrace, Black Mountain Pass.

Bai Lin, who commanded a battalion to resist the attack of the West Village Brigade, could be said to be anxious at this time.

He understood that if it dragged on like this, the more than 400 people of the first battalion would have to be thrown here sooner or later, and at present, due to the advantage of the terrain, the more than 1,000 people of the Nishimura Brigade could not all participate in the battle, and only one squadron was attacking on the front.

Now the other side can only put in one squadron in this terrain, but the Japanese did not grow up drinking swill, they are shrewd. Naturally, it is impossible to waste their superiority in force in vain.

Although the Japanese side was defending the advantageous terrain such as the mountain pass between the two mountains, once the Japanese army managed to attack the left and right mountains, pulled out the firepower points set up by the first battalion on the mountains and established their own firepower points, the terrain advantage of that battalion no longer existed.

"Battalion commander! The troops behind the devil are moving! ”

Bai Lin was looking for a suitable opportunity to get out, and a company beside him reported loudly.

"What?!"

Bai Lin was shocked at that time, and hurriedly raised the telescope to observe. In his field of vision, nearly half of the troops behind the devil were withdrawing from the valley little by little, as if they were going in another direction.

"It's not good, the devil is copying our back road!"

Putting down the binoculars, Bai Lin cursed, his mind quick. I guessed this at the moment when the Japanese army appeared, the Black Mountain camp of Baiyatai was very hidden, and the devils could find it without the guidance of the traitors, and the traitors could point them here, and naturally they would be able to take the devils to other mountain roads that were not obvious on the map.

"Battalion commander! What are we going to do?! ”

The first company commander had no idea, and asked eagerly.

"What else can I do? Of course, I found a way to retreat! The devil's power is greater than ours, and meaningless sacrifices are completely unnecessary! Inform the cadres below and be ready to retreat at any time! Has that small group of devils in the battalion been eliminated? ”

"It's been wiped out, how is it on your side?"

While Bai Lin was asking, Di Hanming walked over with the war knife with the master's name "Zhongchuan" written on it.

"It's not optimistic, the devil is estimated to have a traitor to lead the way, I suspect that the devil's division just now should be trying to overtake our back road and trap us in this valley!"

Di Hanming also realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Bai Lin, we have to retreat, you have to make a choice!"

Speaking of this, Di Hanming looked at Bai Lin very seriously.

"I see, commissar!"

Bai Lin didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at the company commander.

"Go and tell me to go down and retreat in ten minutes. The parts are gradually withdrawn from the battlefield! A row to leave cover! ”

“……”

When the company commander heard Bai Lin's last words, he was stunned. Of course he understood what Bai Lin meant, but the platoon could be said to be the most combat-effective platoon under him, but now Bai Lin gave the order for them to cover the break! The heart of the company commander seemed to be pinched hard.

"Execute the order!"

Bai Lin said heavily, his eyelids were lowered at this time, and he did not take a long look.

The first platoon is the most combat-ready unit, why doesn't he know this? The first platoon is basically the old foundation of the Long March period, and has cultivated excellent cadres like Geng Shuangxi, after Geng Shuangxi entered the sharpshooter team, the new platoon commander Huzi is also very good, and he is also a cadre that Bai Lin is optimistic about.

But it is precisely because of this that Bai Lin wants to leave a row of aftermaths! In a battle, the most difficult task is by no means to attack the fortification, but to break the back! Because after the break, it means that you have to fight alone! Build a wall with your own flesh and blood to buy time for your comrades!

This is not something that every team can do! Although the first battalion expanded its ranks during this time, and each company and platoon also began to have combat effectiveness, Bai Lin knew in his heart that they might not be able to withstand such a big pressure, and they could not be sloppy at this time, so they could only hand over this task to the platoon he was most assured of!

……

"Battalion commander, it's already been notified."

A few minutes later, the company commander came back in a somewhat depressed mood, leaving a row like this, which was simply cutting his flesh!

"Okay, Zhang Chi! You and the political commissar took the second and third companies and withdrew in the direction of Niangou Jian, and they were not allowed to bring anything with them, except for weapons, ammunition and important documents. I then followed with a company! ”

In this case, Bai Lin's order is irrefutable, and every second of delay is a crime. This is also the iron law that Yue Siliang repeatedly emphasized, except for the commander's orders, no second voice is allowed in battle.

Watching the second and third companies withdraw from the mountain road behind the garrison one after another, Bai Lin nodded lightly. After making the last few arrangements, he left a row here, and followed Di Hanming with a company of other soldiers.

……

"Platoon commander, battalion commander, they have withdrawn."

A small soldier in a platoon reported to the platoon commander Shi Huzi.

"Yes, then rest assured. The battalion commander told us to hold out here for at least half an hour! My requirement is to hold out for at least forty minutes, and be sure to buy enough time for the battalion commanders! Have no faith! ”

Shi Huzi shouted loudly, and at the same time, the light machine gun in his hand kept pouring bullets downward, and the tongue of fire at the muzzle of the gun was uncertain.

By this time, the Black Mountain Pass fortifications had become empty, and only a row of fortifications divided into two parts stood on the two cliffs on the left and right to resist the advance of the enemy below.

"Captain, it seems that the Eighth Route should have guessed our intentions and has begun to retreat in advance. Let's start an all-out attack. ”

Nishimura's adjutant saw that the first battalion was gradually withdrawing from the Black Mountain Pass, and immediately suggested to Nishimura.

"What you said makes sense, the Eighth Road is now a frightened bird, we should take advantage of the victory to pursue it."

Nishimura said indifferently, in his opinion, it was meaningless for the Eighth Road to leave only one team to break off, and such a small number of people would not be able to stop his attack.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

Japanese troops continued to attack the mountain, but what Nishimura didn't expect was that a platoon on the mountain could resist so violently. And it can be seen that the Eighth Route Army squad on the mountain is very elite and has good marksmanship, and in just a short time, the Japanese army has killed and wounded nearly ten people.

"Captain, the resistance of this team is very strong, and we have lost a detachment so far."

The squadron leader under Nishimura said a little anxiously, the large army had already followed Che Wanji into the mountain from another road, and now there was only one squadron by Nishimura's side.

In the opinion of this squadron leader, the soldiers in their hands now are very precious, there is no need to waste them on such a small hill, once the losses are too much, even if they cross this mountain, it is difficult to guarantee that they have an absolute advantage in the encirclement of the main force of the Eighth Road.

"So you mean to make me give up here? There are not so many perfections in war! It is a crime to hesitate on the battlefield! Be sure to conquer this mountain! If you have any other thoughts, I will send you directly to the war tribunal after this war is over! ”

Nishimura reprimanded the squadron leader stiffly, his heart was a little crooked, and his soldiers had more contact with Nishio, and they were all contaminated with some arrogant and hypocritical habits, which made him feel very unhappy.

"Hay!!"

After being reprimanded by Nishimura, the squadron leader bowed his head in a cold sweat. At the same time, he can only continue to attack the mountain.

"Da Da Da ......"

The resistance on the top of the mountain was still fierce, but in Nishimura's heart, he didn't think so, because through this period of understanding, he knew very well what kind of team was in front of him, and their will to fight was very tenacious, but in the same way, their weapons and equipment and logistics were very poor, which was a world of difference compared to the Jin Sui army.

What is the point of such a team, even if they dare to fight and do not have enough ammunition logistics? Nishimura didn't believe that a platoon on the hill could have many bullets for them to squander, and in the previous positional defensive battle, the ammunition consumption of the Eighth Route Army was already quite large.

"Yaga !!"

Not long after Nishimura made this conjecture, the first devil soldier had already rushed into the ring fortifications of Torako. Stepping on the sack outside the fortifications, this devil soldier was about to stab at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army below with his bayonet held high.

And in the face of the devil who was close to his face, the soldier who had no bullets did not panic, raised his hand and threw out a large blade from his back, and cut off the devil's calf with a knife, and the devil who lost his calf screamed in pain and rolled down the hill.

"Platoon commander, I don't have any bullets on my side."

After solving the devil in front of him, the soldier took a moment to check his armed belt, and after making sure that there was really no bullet on his body, he reported loudly to Huzi.

"Hmmm! Got it! ”

When Huzi heard the report, he just responded lightly, his eyes still staring at the devil below.

"Platoon commander! I'm out of bullets. ”

After a while, behind Huzi, there was another report.

"Hmm."

Huzi answered again.

"I'm gone."

"Hmm."

……

After a period of time, intermittent reports of no bullets came, and soon Huzi had already hummed a dozen times.

Huzi's heart is like having a ruler, and now there are few people on his side who have bullets, and there are not many left.

"Da-da."

Soon, the crooked handle in Huzi's hand was no longer bullets. Throwing the crooked handle in his hand to the ground, Huzi picked up the big blade that was put aside.

"Prepare for a white-knuckle fight!"

……