If the ordinary Eighth Route troops and fellow villagers are trapped in the mountain and can't come down, they will have to be quietly cat, and wait for the devil to go far away before coming out, but Yang Bangzi dares to pull the team up the mountain, then it is not a master who can stop!

After the devil's reconnaissance plane flew away, after noon, the devils at the bottom of the mountain began to move again, and the devils gathered the day before split up and looked at it from a distance, like shafts on spinning threads, spreading out in all directions.

It seems that there are not many devils left under the top of the Jade Emperor, that is, the size of a brigade, the unlucky mountain assault detachment, did not eat lunch, so he packed up and pulled the dead body, and retreated to the southwest with his bare buttocks.

It's not that the devils don't want to go up to the top of the Jade Emperor to take a look, it's really that the mountain peak is too steep, and the back beam of the knife is not good, and the encounter of the mountain assault detachment, the other devils also look at it, and no one wants to make themselves uncomfortable. Besides, the reconnaissance planes have turned around several times, saying that there is nothing bare on it, so what are you going to do?

But it may be the need for a comprehensive search, the devils who stayed at the bottom of the mountain sent several small troops to the mountain ridge west of the knife back beam, the scale of the team level, watching the devil chirp up the hillside and go to the west of the mountain, Yang Stick's bad idea came again!

I slept for two days, and the soldiers were full of spirits, looking at the devils under the mountain who couldn't fight, and the hands were itching to scratch the stones!

At dusk, on the small platform on the top of the cliff, Yang Bangzi held a meeting with the big guys, assigned tasks, and said: "Go up the mountain with Lao Tzu, that's all little devils playing, but it's not to hide cats." If you hide when you see a devil, you don't call it Balu! ”

It was just dark. A few black shadows flashed down from the top of the Jade Emperor. He waded over the back of the knife and headed to the hill to the west, where he was a scout sent by Yang Bangzi.

Yamashita is indeed the 1st Infantry Brigade of the 223rd Wing of the 36th Division, a fully equipped force. The other two brigades of the 223rd Wing were sent to the southwest and northwest to participate in the clearing operation in the mountainous areas, and the first brigade led by the wing headquarters remained in Leibao Village.

Last night, the mountain assault detachment was touched in and calculated fiercely, and the wing commander of the 223rd Wing, Naoyasu Yoshino, saw it and remembered it in his heart.

So he sent out several squads in the afternoon, carrying weapons such as small field radios and heavy machine guns. To the west, it occupied several adjacent hills and controlled several mountain trails that passed through these ridges.

At the same time, more than a dozen sentry posts were set up outside the village, and three cordons were arranged around the wing headquarters with barbed wire and sandbags.

At most 5 kilometers away from them was the 222nd Wing, which also belonged to the 36th Division, and Yoshino Osa had contacted Naoyuki Kazuki of the 222nd Wing in the afternoon.

At dinner, the team patrolling along the foot of the mountain came back to report that there seemed to be something on the cliff overhead. After a few flashes, it was gone, far away. The light was too dim to see what it was.

Yoshino Osa thought about it, and remembered that the aerial reconnaissance during the day said that he had found goats, so he didn't take the report of the patrol force seriously, but just comforted them, and told them not to sleep too hard at night, and they all raised their spirits, after all, this is an enemy-occupied area, and when they enter here for the first time, they are not familiar with anything, but they can't take off and sleep.

Sure enough, none of the devils who slept naked last night took off their clothes tonight, and they all slept neatly with guns in their arms.

The 36th Division, from division commanders to officers at all levels, hated cooperating with the puppet army, probably because of the heart disease left by the previous garrison mission in Shanxi, and always felt that these Chinese who served the imperial army were a little unreliable, so the 36th Division was one of the few divisions in the Japanese army that was not worthy of the imperial army.

The 223 Wing only brought a few Chinese translators and guides, it was almost midnight, these traitors were hiding in the tent just now to gamble and drink, a kid came out to relieve his hands, the cat looked up in the grass, and felt that under the starry sky clearly, there was a black shadow on the back beam of the knife, rubbing his eyes, the black shadow was gone!

There were a few night owl calls from the cliff, and a cold breath rushed to the top of the brain! I heard the night owl barking, nothing good! He put on his pants and ran back to the tent, and when he told the others about the black shadow he had just seen, they all said that he was dazzled and didn't take it seriously, but the kid kept an eye on it and stopped drinking.

That's right not to drink! This kid didn't look dazzled, it was the eight roads on the top of the Jade Emperor going down the mountain!

As soon as 12 o'clock arrived, there was a sudden thunderous movement on the western hills, and the four mountains were full of flames and gunfire!

The team headquarters of the 223rd Wing, which was awakened, immediately contacted the troops guarding the mountain, and learned that they were being besieged by a large force of eight roads, and only two of the four squads were contacted, and the other two squads' radios were filled with explosions, gunshots, and shouts of fighting, and soon no sound could be heard from these two radios.

Judging from the intensity of the gunfire, these two unreachable squads are more than lucky, and the other two squads occupy the hill where fierce gunfire continues to be heard, and the radio station also keeps hearing cries for help, asking for help.

Yoshino Osa immediately ordered the outer squadron on duty to bring radio and small artillery and run to rescue the two hilltop positions that were still struggling to support.

From Leibao Village under the big stone cliff to the four small hills on the Canglong Ridge in the west, the distance is about three kilometers in a straight line, but you have to climb a hillside first, then turn a stone mountain, and pass through a canyon depression to reach the foot of Canglong Ridge.

The four squads sent by the devil were to guard against the eight roads that might be hidden in the mountains to the west, cross the mountain on the Canglong Ridge, and bypass the canyon depression to sneak attack the wing headquarters.

The rescue force was really active, and it was dark to run down the hillside, and in one breath they climbed the slope, bypassed the stone mountain, and plunged into the black and gloomy canyon, and on the west side of the canyon, tracer bullets and flares reflected the sky as if it were day!

Only halfway through, there is another two or three hundred meters to the open area at the mouth of the canyon, the leader of the squad stopped, wanted to ask the squadron leader to save which hill first, just stood in front of the squadron leader, saluted, before he could speak, after a crisp gunshot, he was surprised to find that the expression of the commander in front of him froze!

A bullet hit the squadron leader squarely in the temple, and the right side went in, and it came out of the cheek diagonally, and the guy didn't say a word, his eyes widened, and he fell straight to the edge of the ditch.

The squadron leader's bloody face was forever fixed in the squad leader's mind, because as he watched in horror as his superior officer fell, his head was also hit by a Type 38 rifle bullet.

This canyon is not deep, the slopes on both sides are only about ten meters high, and the ravines are dozens of meters wide, and one is more than a mile long, like a spoon, and the devils are at the bottom of this spoon.

In just three minutes after the commander was killed, two-thirds of the squadron of 190 men fell under the cross-woven fire net of machine guns and grenades.

The dead people basically had more than a dozen to dozens of bullet holes on their bodies, which were directly torn apart by the explosion of the grenade, and the stumps and broken arms collapsed into their own bodies, and a hot smell of blood suddenly rose in the air.

Only the artillery squad walking in Zuihou and more than a dozen devils who retreated from the front in the rain of bullets, dropped their heavy weapons and rushed back desperately.

One wants to rush out, the other blocks and doesn't let go, the distance is too close, the gun or anything is too late, the land at the mouth of the valley is very narrow, there is no room for maneuver, dozens of devils and dozens of eight-way warriors are like two fists on this passage, fiercely colliding together!

The rifle in his hand stabbed the first time, and the second time he couldn't stab it, there were people all around, and the gun couldn't come back! The people on both sides are like two walls, carrying together, seeing that the other side can't support it, and as soon as they retreat, this is considered to be washed away.

You don't need a rifle bayonet in close combat, the devil is a little at a loss, and there are no daggers or anything like that, most of them can only fight against the eight-way in front of them with their bare hands, and some of them take off their steel helmets as weapons, and smash them when they see them with brims.

When the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army marched, in addition to backpacks, water bottles and other items, they were also issued with a small shovel or a small pickaxe, which could be used for digging fortifications in the field. A foot long, pick up and peel half of the face is opened, and the small pickaxe is smashed, which is a head blooming!

Two minutes later, the devil's wall finally couldn't hold it anymore, and under the blow of the shovel and pickaxe, he lay down more than halfway, and the rest turned around and ran back.

That would have allowed them to run, clutching the shovels and pickaxes stained with blood and brains, and catching up, and smashing them all into flesh!

Fifteen minutes, the old five sons looked at the watch, he was lying on the stone at the mouth of the canyon in the east to watch the whole battle, a company of eight road soldiers, it took fifteen minutes, all the more than 100 devils were wiped out in this ravine, the dead bodies were stacked in several layers, the bottom of the ditch could not go down to the feet, the intestines and stomach and dirty blood were thick.

Yang Bangzi roared: "Hit the signal flare, let the upper ones take down, clean up the battlefield in two minutes, pick up guns and ammunition, and carry the small cannon to Lao Tzu to the hillside!" ”

The cannon is too heavy and lifted slowly, and the devils under the mountain will probably be on the way to reinforcements! The soldiers were still cleaning the battlefield, and they didn't care about waiting for the guns, so Yang Bangzi led more than a dozen people and ran to the slope of the slope first!

Sure enough, the devils who came to reinforce were almost halfway up the hillside, and the words engraved on the steel helmets of the old devils in front of them could be seen clearly!

"Beat the dog to Lao Tzu!" (To be continued......)