under fire

The autumn wind blows.

Occasionally, the wind blows through the sorghum field, making a pleasant rustling sound.

If you prick up your ears and listen carefully, you can find that the low humming of insects mixed in the autumn wind seems very subtle, and there are occasional breakpoints.

This afternoon in the wilderness was as peaceful as usual, but it was unusual.

In an unfinished blockade ditch south of the sorghum field.

There were nearly thirty people lying there.

What’s a little strange is that these people all hold pencils and notebooks in their hands.

Liu Yuanqing spoke calmly, as if he was giving a lecture somewhere: "The primary responsibility of a scout is to inform the commanders of all levels of the team about the surrounding environment before the battle begins, and then pass the enemy information to the combatants through messengers."

"At the same time, we must maintain contact with nearby troops to ensure that the troops will not be attacked suddenly from unknown directions by the enemy during the battle."

"After the battle begins, the battlefield situation changes rapidly, and the combatants are informed of the enemy's troop strength, light and heavy firepower, the location of the enemy commander, and other enemy information."

"The battle is coming to an end. If you are victorious, you should be on guard against the enemy while your comrades are cleaning up the battlefield. If you are at a disadvantage, you should find a direction and opportunity to retreat."

"A qualified scout needs to learn basic coordinate skills and draw a quick sketch of the target location. This will provide the commander with accurate information such as the target's position, distance, and direction of movement to ensure that the commander has a clear understanding of the enemy during the battle and can issue accurate combat orders."

"In addition, when the battle is stalemate, the scouts will assist the precision shooters in the team to eliminate important enemy targets such as commanders and heavy firepower combatants. They need to make corresponding adjustments at any time according to the commander's battlefield enemy situation report."

A squad leader couldn't help but ask: "Report to the instructor, I think that if we don't see the enemy situation with our own eyes during the battle, we will be biased."

"That's because you don't trust your superior commander...superior commander, or your own ability is not up to the level of confirming the enemy situation by looking at the map."

"Report to the instructor, before I joined the main regiment, I came from the guerrilla detachment, which is what you said before, the Three Guns Eighth Route Army. At that time, after the battle started, we would charge and fight hand-to-hand after firing three shots. It is really too difficult to reach the level you mentioned."

"You used to be a soldier, but are you still one now?" Liu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Learning makes people progress and broadens our horizons. The guns in our hands are sharp weapons to defend our country and kill the enemy. No matter who dares to bring weapons into this land, our mission is to make them come alive and leave alive!"

"Good, well said," the liaison officer from the main group applauded subconsciously.

"Stop it, shut up, this is battlefield training"

The liaison officer received a slap on the back of the neck.

"hey-hey."

"Report, there is movement from the group of devils in the east."

Someone immediately poked his head out, ready to take a look...

Without exception, they were immediately slapped on the neck!

After receiving the flag signal requesting reinforcement, a scattered squad of Japanese soldiers quickly gathered and moved quickly towards the dense sorghum field.

Li Laosi was lying on his back in a field of sorghum.

Chewing sorghum stalks in his mouth.

Blinking his big eyes, he looked at the sunset sky above the gaps between the sorghum leaves.

A soldier was lying on the edge of a sorghum field not far from him, muttering in a low voice: "Master Sidao, I am really convinced. The Japanese really came just as Platoon Leader Liu said."

Li Laoxi sat up and stretched, then spoke: "Squad leader, take your men and follow me to fight in the front. Note: bullets cannot be loaded, and do not make any noise to attract the attention of the Japanese. After the Japanese stop outside the sorghum field, we will slowly approach the enemy, and when the distance between the enemy and us is about 50 meters, we will open fire as planned."

"I understand." The squad leader's palms were full of sweat. He admired the Taoist platoon leader very much. The enemy was almost under his nose, but he could still keep calm and wait.

If it were in the past, everyone would probably have lay down in the trenches on the northern edge of the sorghum field, staring at the enemy with wide eyes, their hearts in their throats.

Li Laosi gave another order: "Squad 2 to the west, squad 3 to the east. When the battle starts, immediately launch an attack on the Japanese soldiers on guard at the edge of the sorghum field. After clearing the target, launch a full-scale attack along the edge of the sorghum field to the north to the enemy, and strive to completely wipe out this group of Japanese soldiers!"

Soon, eleven men carrying rifles, one with a light machine gun under his armpit, and one carrying an ammunition box, rushed to the edge of the sorghum field in the north under the setting sun.

The other two classes, each with eleven people, crouched and rushed to the edge of the east and west sorghum fields. On the northern edge of the sorghum field, there was a shallow horizontal trench that had been dug in advance.

Li Laosi nodded to the squad leader.

The squad leader suppressed his excitement and repeated the arrangements for the combatants: "The machine gun is in the middle. The first round of shooting targets the enemy commander. The attack time is when the enemy commander draws his command knife. The ammunition handlers who have no tasks are responsible for the follow-up shooting with rifles to ensure that the first round of shooting kills the enemy commander!"

"Two precision shooters with observers will be deployed on both sides. Each of them will shoot down their own target, the Japanese machine gun group, and make sure the Japanese assistant shooter takes over for the second round of shooting. If I hear a single shot from a Japanese light machine gun, the four of you will sweep toilets for a month!"

"Rifle group one maintains the alternating firing frequency and knocks down half of the enemies participating in the first round of attack before they launch an attack! Group two cooperates with observers to look for the Japanese grenade launchers..."

Li Laosi knew that his marksmanship was not very good, so he did not open fire on the enemy after shouting "shoot" with a revolver like most Eighth Route Army commanders.

If the Mauser pistol can hit the enemy at a distance of about fifty meters, it would be impossible even if you burn the first incense stick on New Year's Day.

To avoid being shot again.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers who had been attacked earlier were scattered a hundred meters away from the edge of Gaoliang.

The Japanese reinforcements quickly arrived at the north of the sorghum field and joined up with the Japanese squad that had previously surrounded the sorghum field.

After the two sergeants exchanged views for a while, they immediately deployed their troops to prepare for an attack.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers crouched and approached the sorghum field from north to south. When they reached the edge of the field about 50 meters away, two light machine guns were placed in the east and west corners of the north side of the sorghum field.

The three-man Japanese team armed with rifles took off their backpacks, loaded the bullets and pulled the bolts. According to the training outline, they were about to attack from the front under the cover of machine guns and kill their way into the sorghum field.

The remaining Japanese soldiers squatted on the ground, and if they found more than one enemy in the sorghum field, they would launch a second-tier attack.

The operation to hunt down the despicable attackers in the sorghum fields is about to begin.

Although there may be only one rat, the two Japanese sergeants were not careless.

The lion hunts the rabbit for fun.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or the two Japanese sergeants were deliberately cooperating.

The location where the Japanese launched the attack was just about fifty meters away from the edge of the sorghum field.

Around the sorghum field, the Japanese soldiers who were previously on guard were still lying a hundred meters away from the edge of the sorghum field with rifles in hand.

I have experienced this scenario many times...

Whether it was the Eighth Route Army or the Nationalist Army, rifle bullets could rarely hit targets more than fifty meters away.

For the elite of the Imperial Army, hitting a target from a hundred meters away is just the most basic level of shooting.

Any mouse that shows up in the sorghum field will die!

In a north-south ditch on the east side.

As expected, the Japanese in the north were attracted to the west.

There was not much gap between the Japanese mopping-up teams.

Hu Yi took off the rifle hanging on his shoulder and held it horizontally in his hand.

With a "clatter", the bullets were loaded into the chamber and he crouched down and walked north along the ditch.

Behind him, more than thirty people lined up consciously and followed Hu Yi slowly.

Behind them, a large number of militiamen followed closely.

They walked in a long line like ants carrying food.

boom.

Bang bang bang.

Da da da.

Following a gunshot from the west, a series of gunshots rang out in an instant.

The autumn wind blows suddenly... (End of this chapter)