The soldiers had guessed it, but they still needed someone to confirm it

The sergeant major shouted, "Chen Yongcheng, go get my rifle." ”

As far as Chen Yongcheng is concerned, he does not take the current situation too seriously. There were several more explosions, some of which were one after the other, while others were continuous.

The departure whistle blew, and the Chinese soldiers climbed back into their trucks. An hour later, the Chinese soldiers reached the top of a hill, and the heavy gunfire brought the Chinese soldiers' convoy to a complete halt.

Gunshots came from a place very close to the Chinese soldiers. Each explosion made the air around them tremble. Several drivers nervously slammed on the brakes. Their truck slid sideways on the road and the drivers tried to realign the truck without success. Chen Yongcheng opened the car door and looked at his motorcade. A "Zhonghua" jeep drove from behind the soldiers, and the captain on the car shouted to his soldiers: "Keep walking, you. Go help get that idiot's car. ”

Mr. Chen jumped out of the truck and joined a group of soldiers who were trying to get a truck out of a roadside ditch.

Nearby heavy firefights rang out again. It sounded like gunfire was in the north, very close to the Chinese soldiers.

The convoy was moving forward again with difficulty and slowly. As they climbed up the hill, the driver of the truck struck the brakes by mistake, and the driver struggled for a while before starting the car again.

Now the Chinese soldiers slowly drove down the road into a low, hilly, wooded rural landscape, and the muffled sound of explosions continued in the distance.

Suddenly, the truck in front of the soldiers stopped, and a shrill whistle was heard.

The Chinese soldier quickly jumped out of the car. The soldiers were now running to the front of the convoy. The captain just now was also running, and he gathered soldiers as he ran, and Chen Yongcheng was also called by him.

The soldiers, armed with their rifles, ran to the front of the convoy as fast as they could. The command armored car that was escorting the soldiers' convoy had also driven to the side of the road at this time.

One of the sergeant majors shouted: "There is an enemy ahead, now everyone disperses and prepares for battle." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the left of the soldiers. Without much thought, Chen Yongcheng followed the sergeant major and threw himself down the slope. When Chen Yongcheng lifted his head from the ground and looked out, he saw a large crowd of blackened people walking from the bushes towards the Chinese soldiers' lines.

The speed of the Japanese seems to be as slow as that of the Chinese soldiers.

Like everyone else, Chen Yongcheng lowered his head as best he could. He moved forward, but his focus was on his boots rather than on his enemies.

Those Japanese are still far from the Chinese soldiers. Chen Yongcheng guessed that they must be running forward in stride now so that they would not fall into those craters.

The sergeant major ordered his soldiers: "Now everyone dig their own foxholes." ”

Chen Yongcheng did not have a sapper shovel, so he could only use the butt of his gun to knock some soil off the ground. He lay on his stomach in his makeshift bunker, somewhat relaxed as he watched the scene outside. Chen Yongcheng was surprised by the number of Japanese soldiers who came out of the bushes, and there were so many enemies! He could also see that there were more enemies in the forest that hadn't come out. They look like a mighty army of ants. Apparently they are moving from north to south.

Since the Chinese soldiers were traveling from east to west, they did not pay attention to them, perhaps they wanted to surround the Chinese soldiers. …,

The unit escorting the soldiers set up a heavy machine gun about 20 meters from the position of the Chinese soldiers.

Chen Yongcheng did not understand why no one had fired a shot yet. The enemy had already begun to cross the road, and the sound of artillery from the north was getting louder and louder. Chen Yongcheng's hands and feet felt a little cold now.

He didn't quite understand the current situation, but he felt very calm. The group of Japanese had not yet opened fire on the Chinese soldiers, by which time they had already crossed the road. It looks like they are at least three to four times as numerous as the Chinese soldiers.

The Chinese soldiers' convoy consisted of about 100 trucks, accompanied by about 100 drivers with guns and escorts!

At best, the soldiers could protect themselves. In addition to this, the soldiers had 10 officers, one doctor, two medics. Every explosion in the north brought up a fog.

On a tree-lined hill close to the soldiers, large plumes of smoke and the sound of explosions rose into the sky.

The heavy machine gun to the right of the Chinese soldier opened fire, then stopped.

Chen Yongcheng stupidly poked his head out of the makeshift bunker, and he could see patches of faint white smoke appear where the enemies were, followed by a dull explosion.

The sound of the machine gun on the right of the Chinese soldiers almost cracked Chen Yongcheng's ear drum, and then another machine gun on the opposite side of the hill also opened fire.

Now all the soldiers are shooting.

The Japanese and Chinese soldiers saw that they were running in all directions, and they were running faster and faster. Some of them fell and lay motionless on the ground. The sun was still shining in the sky. It doesn't look serious.

Bullets from the Japanese sizzled through the air over the positions of the Chinese soldiers. The sound of the exchange of fire between the two sides was deafening, and Chen Yongcheng had not yet opened fire.

On Chen Yongcheng's right, someone suddenly shouted. Those enemies are now retreating into the bushes. At this time, the Chinese tanks rushed towards them, firing their guns as they charged.

Three or four Japanese bullets hit the ground in front of Chen Yongcheng, and Chen Yongcheng began to fire blindly at the front like everyone else.

Seven or eight more tanks drove up to the Chinese soldiers and opened fire on the enemy. The exchange of fire lasted about 20 minutes, and then it was all over, and Chen Yongcheng fired about 12 magazines. After a while, Chinese tanks and armored vehicles returned, and in front of 3 of the tanks walked a large group of prisoners, each group of about 15 prisoners.

The captives looked very depressed.

Three Chinese soldiers were dragged out of an armoured vehicle, one appeared to be unconscious, and two had painful expressions on their faces.

On the back of a tank lay three Japanese and two Chinese soldiers, all but one who was still moaning and the others were motionless.

Not far away, a Chinese soldier leaned against the side of the road, his face covered in blood, and he waved to his companions to pass them.

An officer standing on the command tank said to the soldiers: "Now that the road is clear, you can continue on your way." ”

After helping the wounded into the ambulance, Chen Yongcheng returned to his truck. Lin Sen walked past Chen Yongcheng, shaking his head in confusion as he walked. He asked Chen Yongcheng, "Have you seen it?" ”

Chen Yongcheng replied, "Yes, has anyone died?" ”

Lin Sen sighed and said, "Of course there is." ”

The convoy was on the road again, and the thoughts of death were now beginning to disturb Chen Yongcheng, and suddenly he felt frightened. The sun outside now looks a little gray, and the temperature is starting to drop again. …,

The bodies in long brown coats were now lying on the side of the road.

As the Chinese truck passed by, one of the men lying in it waved to the Chinese soldiers. Chen Yongcheng touched the driver: "Hey, there is an injured Japanese guy there waving to us." ”

The driver replied coldly, "Poor fellow, I wish their own people could take care of him." War is like that, tomorrow maybe it will be our turn to be like this. ”

Chen Yongcheng said, "Yes, but we have doctors." What can he do for that person. ”

The driver replied, "You can talk to the doctor." We already have two truckloads of wounded, and our doctors are now busy on all fours. Don't be upset to see this, you'll see a lot of it in the future. ”

Chen Yongcheng smiled bitterly: "I've seen a lot. ”

The driver was somewhat skeptical of Chen Yongcheng's answer, but he still said, "I've seen a lot of it." Especially when I see my knees. During the Russian campaign, my knee was blown off by a shell, and I thought they were going to send me home. But they sent me to work in the transport group along with other elderly people, children, and sick people. No kidding, wounds like mine often hurt terribly, especially since you have to wait hours to get morphine! ”

He went on to talk about his experiences in the Russian campaign.

It was getting dark. The long convoy of Chinese soldiers stopped in a small village.

The armored detachment that escorted the Chinese soldiers was also there. The colonel ordered the convoy to stop so that the wounded could be treated.

Potholes on the road prevented doctors from operating on the wounded. Now two Japanese prisoners had died of blood loss, and the other wounded had waited for hours without being treated.

A Chinese truck is parked right next to a farmer's barn. Just as Chen Yongcheng was about to open the door and go down to eat, the driver grabbed him:

"Don't panic, unless you want to stand guard tonight. The sergeant major here doesn't keep notes, like when they were in the barracks. He just gave the task of standing guard at night to the person he saw at first sight. ”

What the driver said was true. After a while, Chen Yongcheng heard the complaint of a brother who was always hungry: "Damn, they asked me to stand guard again, God knows what will happen tonight." ”

It was another clear night. Chen Yongcheng thanked his driver for saving him from the night.

But what happened later almost made Chen Yongcheng regret his luck tonight. When the soldiers walked towards the cooking car, they were a little anxious, worried that they would not be able to eat in time!