Quietly out of the village and looking back, there was a cold wind rustling in the darkness, blowing hay and rustling branches and leaves in the mountains …
The night is so dark, the stars are scattered in the clouds, and the soldiers in front can barely see the road clearly. After a while, the stars are gone, and they can barely walk with the shadows in front.
It’s drizzling again, and the wind is blowing the branches and leaves of the trees next to it, and it’s getting deeper and deeper, which makes people panic.
Sometimes I can see the head and horse’s head surging in front of me in the night, but now I can’t see anything, even the horse’s head next to me has a hazy shadow, and then I can’t even touch the road. Listen to the footsteps in front of me and the horses breathe and stroll.
But soon the rain stopped and the stars shone through the clouds. Although it was very weak, there was light at last. Soon the troops entered a dense forest and it was dark.
Fortunately, the order to rest on the spot was a great relief.
The horse tied the trunk casually, and Lao Mao and Xiao Zhou sat on the spot with thick fallen leaves. A fresh horse manure with rotten leaves mixed together and the smell invaded the nose, which was unbearable but had to be endured.
Then they curled up their legs and slept back to back, because everyone did this, but they couldn’t sleep … In the hazy distance, three signal guns came from the direction that they had just withdrawn from the village … Xiao Zhou woke up Lao Mao-he just raised his head and heard a few shots in the direction of the village, and it seemed as if he were returning the favor. The machine gun rang like a wolf, and it broke the darkness and silence of the night …
"Sure enough, there is a war, but how can we fight in this dark!" Lao Maodi said to Xiao Zhou because the head hasn’t issued an order yet. Although they sat up, the soldiers around them didn’t respond. Even the horse next to them seemed to be asleep. There was no sound except heavy breathing, as if those guns were not their business.
Tianfa light guns are also dense, and the company’s rows and the whole team seem to have reached the edge of the forest to form a semicircle; Bombs and cannons whined as if lines of lightfish were jingling and dancing in the Woods.
Zhang Yiping, wearing a coat and a girdle, came riding with a rifle in his hand and shouted, "Horse! … form a line! Ready to attack … "
"Lao Mao, you and Xiao Zhou stay here …" He said to Lao Mao.
"No, I’m also a gunman. I also take part in the battle …" Xiao Zhou said. "How can a gunman not take part in the battle?"
"Then you will follow behind" Zhang Yiping said in a commanding tone and didn’t give Chou a defense. When his rifle was swung, he shouted, "Brothers, business is closed. Come with me! Go! ….. "He shouted and rushed out to the outside of the Woods. The soldiers of the guard company lined up in a skirmisher line and followed him as he ran, covering his coat and taking off the bullet belt.
Out of the Woods, you can see the village at the foot of the mountain in the distance. It was last night that they lived in the village. At this time, a khaki-colored Japanese army had captured the village.
"The enemy troops are too numerous to count! It’s too risky for Lao Zhang to rush like this. "Lao Mao was a little panicked and repeatedly waved his hands and shouted to Xiao Zhou," We should stop him from taking risks … "
Xiao Zhou said, "It’s an adventure for you, but it’s an opportunity for a gunman!" Chou shouted and waved his horse and ran away.
However, it is obvious that the 116th Division was prepared for the Japanese whereabouts and was in their hands. At this time, all sides of the army had surrounded the Japanese around the village.
Guns blared, mortars and large-caliber howitzers exploded in the middle of the village. In the morning, the sky was brighter than noon, and the sloping bell tower and church in the village were instantly turned into ruins. After the shells flashed, the smoke rolled and the sky became particularly dark.
At present, the shells are exploding continuously, and there is a fire somewhere near the village, which is probably a haystack or a fire in the house.
In the light of the bomb explosion outside the village, the Japanese yellow scattered lines slowly contracted towards the village. While fighting back, they retreated obliquely to the right corner and ran in batches in alleys, gardens and vegetable gardens.
Suddenly, there was a cavalry on the other side of the avenue shouting that the sky and the earth were galloping past, and countless heads and horses ran like avalanches in the street, and it was like the tide rushing to the shore and encountering the Japanese army head on. No, this trend was like the sand on the beach being washed away.
Chapter 63 Swamp
"Come on … Lao Mao, slow down. We don’t have a share. Don’t you want to show your bravery in front of Lao Zhang?" Xiao Zhou shouted that he had been rushing to the village along a wedge with jungles on both sides.
"I’m always in strategy, not fighting on the battlefield …" Lao Mao argued and drove his horse closely.
It was almost near the hillside of the outermost row of farmhouses in the village that they met Zhang Yiping and led the security forces to wait for them.
"There you are," Zhang Yiping said with a sigh of relief. "We are still late! Those guys from the 116th Division sent a cavalry regiment from nowhere to intercept us and rob us of our jobs … Now they are everywhere, so let’s stare at their performances! "
"With all due respect, Lao Zhang, you shouldn’t directly take part in such a battle," Lao Mao panted. "You will interfere with the normal operation of the troops …"
Although Mao is right, Zhang Yiping doesn’t look happy. You Mao is just a company writer, not even a rookie gunman. What qualifications do you have to judge me? Do you know what it is worth to be a gunman? I’m a gunman here, even if I’m worried.
"Lao Mao, you are not a gunman. You are not qualified to say such things to me. Please shut up unless you kill ten Japanese people in Ma Chong." Zhang Yiping pointed to the Japanese army, which was divided into pieces outside, and said to a soldier next to him, "Lend him your rifle."
The guard soldier hid his rifle behind him and said, "The rifle is more important than my life in the non-combat period. How can I borrow it?" If he wants a gun, he will go to the battlefield to pick it up himself. There are everywhere. When we were in France, our first rifle was also picked up from the battlefield … "
"Did you hear that?" Zhang Yiping said to Lao Mao
"I’ll go with you to Laomao!" Xiao Zhou volunteered to say that this made Lao Mao’s heart swear, "Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, don’t you want me to die?"
"Old hair hurry up! Later, the last few days in a row were also polished by others … "Chou said that he had already rushed out."
In the eyes of the public, since there are 1000 people who are unwilling and have to rush out, otherwise he is a soft-hearted person who is afraid of death. There is no soil in the gunner’s main force unless he is a senior staff officer, but he is now a scholar and has been put into the infantry class as a general soldier.
Two men and two horses rushed to the dark forest in the lowland, where a small Japanese army approached, and they were obviously discovered by the enemy-the three rifles had a sharp sound, and they buzzed overhead like a swarm of wasps, and suddenly played dim smoke clouds, leaving a trail in the dark. They showed their bright tails and plunged into the land next to the horseshoe with a harsh "chirp". The horses jumped to the side in fear, puffed out hot air, and their big mouths shouted like village women …
Lao Mao fell on his horse and kept cursing "Shit Lao Zhang bastard Xiao Zhou … you are killing me Lao Mao …" While frequently looking around, he saw that the whole street was on fire in the village candlelight. Through this spark, he could see that many faces were reddened by the fire, and some khaki Japanese ran around, with ups and downs and small groups. Their escape was very funny and obscene.
"Lao Mao, look!" Chou hand toward the right a finger excitedly cried
A dozen cavalry squads crossed the village and ran to the lowlands, quickly approaching the Woods, crossing the black fields and connecting with the sky, and the line galloped to meet them. In the dawn, you can see the black-headed horses and hunchback riders who ran to the lowlands and disappeared from the backs of the mountains in a flash.
"quick! ….. come on! ….. Don’t be cut off by them again. "Xiao Zhou shouted and the Spurs stabbed him. He kept calling back to Lao Mao because this time it was Lao Zhang who tested Lao Mao’s problems. If Lao Mao lay down halfway, it would be meaningless.
They finally ran to the forest, because many Japanese soldiers had fled into the dense forest, so they both got rid of their horses, lost their ropes and rushed into the depths of the forest with guns.
The Woods are relatively quiet and secluded. Machine guns, flashy guns and guns are all left in the distance, as if they were irrelevant things, which do not destroy the silence in the Woods. Sometimes, shells can be heard crashing down in the depths of the forest and knocking down trees. In some places, the sky fire shines into the dense forest and the trunk is dim, copper-colored, and the edge color is getting darker. The light reflects over the trunk, and the moss is wet and fresh, as if it had been soaked in blood.