In the woods, the north wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, and the temperature has dropped below freezing. The American guerrillas hiding in the woods are having a hard time. On the North American continent, the guerrillas of the rebellious Chinese Empire were quite numerous, at least hundreds of thousands of people when all kinds of things were added up. However, these guerrillas were almost all fighting alone, without a unified command, which made them powerless to resist the advance of the Imperial Army and reserve forces.

After more than half a year of purging, the American guerrillas suffered heavy losses. In many places, the guerrillas have turned to a low ebb. Those Americans who were originally excited have also become honest. After all, although life is a little harder, it can finally get by, and if you resist, once you are caught by the Imperial Army, it will be a dead end.

As more and more Imperial immigrants arrived in North America, the Empire dealt a greater blow to these American guerrillas. Relying on the reserves of the various settlements, the Imperial Army carried out a dragnet sweep of the American guerrillas. Many guerrillas were wiped out, and even those who escaped escaped fled the rich areas and fled to the mountains and forests to survive.

"Captain, we don't have much food, we can last a week at most. After a week, there will be no food. This damn snow is endless, and there are quite a few players who are frostbitten and frozen to death. If we don't want to change it, we don't need the Chinese to destroy us, and our funds will be destroyed! Justin, the deputy leader of the guerrillas, looked depressed and desperate. Now, it seems, the most critical moment for the partisans has come, if not at all. They will perish.

"Have the people sent out to liaise with the other guerrillas returned?" A middle-aged man asked with a cold face. He was the guerrilla captain Morin. This guerrilla force was established by him. He was originally a major officer in the U.S. Army. After the destruction of the United States, he led some of his men. Continue to rise up against the domination of the Chinese. In the beginning, his guerrilla force expanded to more than 500 people. However, after two successive blows by the Chinese* army and reserves, only this was left of his guerrillas. In addition, because the Chinese* army enforces severe criminal laws in North America, once you join a guerrilla group or other resistance group, not only will you be executed, but your family will also be affected. So, fewer and fewer people joined the guerrillas. Besides. The supply of their guns and ammunition is also very problematic. After the destruction of the United States, all the arsenals were closed, and the machinery and equipment were either dismantled and shipped to the arsenals on the West Coast under the control of the Chinese army, or directly to the Chinese mainland. Coupled with China's ban on guns in North America, no one except the Empire* army and police, as well as the reserve forces, can own guns, otherwise they will be punished as treason. Under the seizure of the Imperial* army. The Americans were running out of guns, which made life even more difficult for the various partisan units. As long as this continues, it is estimated that it will not be long before the American guerrillas will be completely wiped out.

"There's no news, maybe they're dead on the way!" Justin, the guerrilla vice-captain, shook his head.

"Oh God! Are we really running out of ways to live? Those damned Chinese are going to kill us completely! The expression on Morin's face also became desperate. Now their situation has indeed been pushed to a dead end.

"Kevin. Wake up! Wake up! Suddenly, a mournful voice rang out.

"What's wrong?" Maureen and Justin hurriedly followed the sound and ran over, and they lifted a tent. I found an old man over half a hundred years old holding a young man and crying bitterly.

"What's going on? Rex, what's going on? Justin asked.

"Kevin froze to death! He was frozen to death! The old man named Rex said. Kevin is his son. Just turned twenty, just like him. Also a member of the guerrillas. He fought valiantly, and every time he launched an attack on a Chinese settlement, he was at the forefront. However, such a warrior did not die at the guns of the Chinese, but was frozen to death.

"Captain, we can't go on like this, this is already the fifth. The weather will get colder and colder, and if it goes on like this, we will all be frozen to death! Justin said bitterly. There was no food, no warm clothing, and no fuel. This cold winter alone was enough to wipe out the American guerrillas. The reason why the Imperial Army and the reserves kept squeezing the living space of the American guerrillas was to push them to a dead end. When the time comes, without the Empire* army taking the initiative to attack, bad weather alone will be enough to kill these guys.

"And what do you think we should do?" Maureen asked. As the creator, leader of the partisan detachment, he also did not want to go to this point.

"It's only by taking the initiative to attack, that we have a chance to get through it. Fifteen miles from here, there was a Chinese settlement, and we attacked, penetrated, and robbed of food, clothing, weapons and ammunition to feed the war. Only then will we be able to continue fighting! Justin said viciously.

"There were hundreds of people there, hundreds of guns, and the defense was amazing. With our current strength, there is simply no way to break through the Chinese settlements. When the time comes, we will lose a lot. Maureen shook his head. As for the place Justin was talking about, he knew that it was the settlement of Chenjia Village. In the beginning, they also tried to pay attention to the settlement, but they were not able to succeed. Now, after a year, the reserve forces there must be even more powerful. When they go on the offensive now, they are definitely hitting the stone with an egg.

"Captain, we have no choice, rather than being starved and frozen to death, it is better to fight. We took advantage of the night to launch an offensive and take the Chinese by surprise. Immediately after succeeding, he left with the supplies he had stolen. In that case, we will probably win! A flash of madness flashed in Justin's eyes. People have been driven to a dead end, and there is no choice but to fight hard.

Maureen hesitated, but when he saw the hateful gaze of the partisans, he chose to obey everyone. As Justin said, it's better to give it a go than to be starved and frozen to death. In this case, there may be a glimmer of life.

"Alright, gather the team and let's go." Maureen gave the order.

The camp in the woods immediately came alive, and the partisans began to pack their things and check their weapons and equipment. Now that they have been forced to this step, they can only find a way to break the Chinese settlement, and only in this way can they have a chance to live.

The partisans were badly armed, mostly rifles and shotguns, and a few pistols. As for machine guns and artillery, there were none. In addition, because the war horses are not easy to feed, they also lack horses, and most of the time they rely on foot to get there. In normal times, this may not be a problem. But now it's snowy, and it's going to be very difficult to walk more than a dozen miles to attack the Chinese settlements.

An hour later, the guerrillas set out, and hundreds of guerrillas began to march out of the woods. Because of the heavy snowfall, the guerrillas had to support each other on their way. The only horses were used to carry ammunition and food. Marching on a snowy day, there are many disadvantages. But there is also the advantage that the tracks will be covered by heavy snow and will not be exposed.

Constantly some guerrillas fell on the march, and because of the lack of food, many people did not have enough to eat, and now they had to brave the heavy snow to hurry, and some of the old, weak, sick and disabled naturally could not bear it. But by this time, it was impossible to give up.

Century mile travel, the guerrillas walked for a full day. When they resisted the outskirts of the settlement in Chenjia Village, it was already midnight. People are sleepy, and it is true that there is a great deal of suddenness in launching an attack at this time, but the guerrillas themselves are tired enough, and if they attack, what is the difference between it and looking for death.

"Rest for two hours, attack after two hours. Listen, as long as we attack the strongholds of the Chinese, we will have enough food, wine and meat, as well as warm clothing. The Chinese women in the settlement are also at your disposal! If anyone is greedy for life and afraid of death when attacking, then don't blame me! "Maureen brought the partisans together for a pre-war mobilization.

The food, wine, meat, and women in the settlements undoubtedly gave the exhausted guerrillas a wolf-like look in their eyes. Their days were hard to death, and they couldn't even eat enough, let alone wine and meat. As for women, many people may never have touched a woman again after joining the guerrillas!

On December 2, 1856, at three o'clock in the morning, the snow gradually stopped after a night of heavy snowfall. Hundreds of guerrillas, led by Morin and Justin, began to reach the settlement in Chenjia Village. They really can't get by, and instead of freezing to death and starving to death, it's better to give it a go. Therefore, they chose to attack the settlement of Chenjia Village, hoping to rob the settlement of food and other supplies.

For these partisans, it was a fateful battle. If they fail, they have no choice but to die. If successful, they will be able to survive for a while. For the residents of Chenjia Village, this is a battle to defend their homeland! (To be continued......)

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