"These beasts!"

In the woods on a hillside, Lieutenant Colonel Bruce, who was red from the cold and had a red nose and red face, handed the binoculars in his hand to Luo Minglei, the commander of the independent battalion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan stared wide-eyed, and scolded angrily: "Why should the war involve these innocent poor people, and so inhumane!" ”

"The Japanese army is so brutal, but it's a pity that you and I don't have cameras in our hands, and we don't have reporters with us."

Bruce's old partner, Lieutenant Colonel Angus, looked at the post road in the distance with a heavy face, the Japanese heavy artillery wing had just left, and the wolves surrounded from the mountains began to fiercely snatch the corpses of the people and prisoners who had fallen along the way.

"If we don't have a reporter, we can write down what we hear in the form of war notes and send it to newspapers in China."

The two small Captains Bert and Karl were cousins, and they were also good friends and relatives of John.

Last year, Audrey was accompanied by these two brothers to Austria to join her brother Johan, and ended up having an unpleasant affair with a young man of the royal family in Vienna.

Audrey fired a shot at the man, and the bullet grazed the nobleman's arm.

Later, the Johann brothers and sisters quietly left Vienna and then traveled all the way to Jinmen.

The two who served as company commanders in the Hungarian field hunter unit were soon retaliated against by the royal nobles who could not find Audrey, and were found and thrown into a military prison.

Fortunately, the Hungarian military was dissatisfied with the Austrian aristocracy, so in the end they only drove the two brothers out of the barracks.

As a result, the desperate two brothers, persuaded by a man named Reinhard, came to the Qing Dynasty, a mysterious and ignorant country.

"That's a good idea; Bert, maybe you'll become a celebrity in the Empire and even Europe because of this war note. ”

Colonel Reinhard, about forty years old, has purebred Germanic ancestry, comes from the War Department of the Austrian Empire, is the leader of the five, nominally on long-term military leave, to get money in the big clearing.

Because the five of them all spoke in Hungarian, Luo Minglei and the fifteen platoon commanders next to him were confused.

However, fortunately, in the usual combat training, Reinhard and several people used short Chinese, gestures, and patterns, and there was basically no big problem in communication.

"Colonel Rhein, we can't just follow the Japanese army stupidly all the time, we need to think of a suitable way to attack them."

Luo Minglei raised the revolver in his hand and made a shooting posture towards the mountain road in the distance.

"Waves—"

Reinhard pointed to a group of victorious, gobbling wolves on the road down the mountain, and said in broken Chinese: "Too much, too close." ”

Hearing Reinhard say this, all the fighters of the independent battalion were silent with anger on their faces.

From Huludao to Moshigou, these three days and sixty miles were because the Japanese army wing followed more than a dozen wolves.

Some wolves even followed them all the way from near Yingkou.

The existence of these wolves made it impossible for the soldiers of the independent battalion to hide their movements and smells, and to ambush these Japanese soldiers without alarming the wolves.

The independent battalion had less than 500 troops, and it was already a great risk to ambush the Japanese army, which numbered more than 1,700 people.

The way to fight is to follow the method taught by the instructors of the Okushi Empire, and carry out lurking sniping in the mountains and forests.

The northeast mountains are densely forested, but fortunately it is winter, and the shrubs have basically lost their leaves, leaving only bare branches, making long-range sniping possible.

However, within 150 meters, it is the limit distance for soldiers to snipe, and no matter how far it goes, not only are the dislocations between the trees at all, so that there is no shooting angle at all, and the accuracy of shooting is also greatly reduced.

"The Northeast wolf pack is a very terrifying existence, that is, tigers, bears, wild boars, they are never afraid; With these Japanese soldiers, they are really a gang of rich wolves, and they are embarrassed! ”

Second Lieutenant Shi Weicheng, the platoon commander from Liaodong, said with fire in his eyes: "When we passed through Dagu Mountain, they could rush to the post road to grab horses and eat at night, and they escaped after being killed more than half of the fourteen or fifteen heads; One brother was bitten off half of his face and is still lying in the hospital of the military station. ”

This time, He Changying set up an infantry regiment in Shanhaiguan, and all the platoon commanders were wounded and returned to the team, or some veterans who had been brought back from Liaodong one after another.

Especially in the independent battalion, the highest level is the battalion commander Luo Minglei, who was soon promoted to the rank of captain.

It was divided into four combat teams and battalion departments, and Reinhard was responsible for training the staff officers of the He Changyingshan Customs Regiment.

These four combat teams, with a total of more than 460 soldiers, were led by Bruce, Angus, Bert, and Carr, respectively, with a Nanyang Chinese as a deputy.

-- For these four Chinese Americans, including Reinhard's deputy, they cannot help but demand a high level of consciousness, a certain amount of military potential to be tapped, and a knowledge of foreign languages; In this way, sometimes both sides use nondescript foreign languages, and they are barely able to communicate somewhat.

Then, below are fifteen veterans as platoon commanders, and the deputy platoon commanders are all relatively top-notch recruits.

This time, Luo Minglei met Yamaguchi Suchen's Third Brigade in Huludao, and he was ready to entertain him along the way.

As a result, the 3rd Brigade began to set off here, and the Japanese heavy artillery wing behind rushed over.

Luo Minglei and several officers of the Austrian Empire immediately changed their minds as soon as they saw the eighteen new 105mm caliber fortress guns imported from the German Krupp Artillery Yard.

Then, the independent battalion waited on the outskirts of Huludao for another three days, and sent scouts to set up ambush points thirty or forty miles along the way.

As a result, because the wolf pack was not taken into account before, the independent battalion could not ambush at all.

"Otherwise, just give up."

Reinhard's deputy, Cheng Hao, who is from Nanyang, was frozen by the weather in the northeast and his hands were full of frostbite and dripping yellow water, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Withdraw? Hmph—"

Standing beside Cheng Hao, Li Yuanyang, who was also from Nanyang, said angrily: "We came all the way to the Northeast to fight the Japanese army and promote the national prestige of our Han Dynasty; Why else come? Could it be that the achievement is to stand by and watch the Japanese army slaughter our Chinese people! ”

"Then how do you say to fight, on such a cold day, have you been squatting in the mountains and forests and waiting?"

Speaking of 'such a cold day', Cheng Hao couldn't help but shiver heavily.

Before that, he came thousands of miles to join the army in Jinmen, not only because of the book "The Scream", but also because he had a heroic dream since he was a child.

Including such a hard training in Jinmen, as a child of a wealthy family in Nanyang, he can grit his teeth and hold on.

Because there was meat, soup, and rice at the meal, Cheng Hao could barely make him eat.

The handsome Western-style military uniform, Western-style high-waisted calfskin military boots, Sam Brown-style armed belt, and Cheng Liang's fast-firing gun made Cheng Hao feel extremely proud.

And the usual collective life, training, singing military songs, talking about experiences, and looking forward to the future made the young Cheng Hao full of ambition.

Then there was a long training camp, eating cold food every day, sometimes lying in the mountains and forests for an hour without moving.

Cheng Hao was so cold that his hands were red and swollen, painful and itchy.

At this time, Cheng Hao realized that feelings and ideals could not be eaten, let alone made himself comfortable, and he became a great general.

In a word, he regretted it.

Although he is now also a reserve officer of the deputy company level, he still regrets his death.