The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2266: The Dragon is Seen from the Head but Not from the Tail (Part )

It hasn't rained since yesterday afternoon, and the river water has obviously receded a lot. It is now only about 20 meters wide.

But what does it matter? They walked along the river bank for a while, but couldn't see anything different on this side of the river.

After walking for a while, they still found nothing, but a soldier accidentally glanced at the other side of the river and suddenly shouted: "Squad leader, ghosts, ghosts!"

The soldier's shout of "devils" was like a battle order, and all the soldiers in their squad lay down. When they looked in the direction the soldier pointed, they saw the Japanese army on the north bank of the river.

Since they were far away they couldn't see clearly, but they estimated that there were at least a hundred people.

Why are we still looking for heroes to fight the Japanese at this time? Fighting the Japanese is the real job!

"That's not right. According to the intelligence, the Japanese devils can't arrive so early! Besides, the Japanese devils always attack from the Dahongshan South Road. When did they detour to the north?" The old soldier was puzzled, but he was relieved when he saw that the Japanese army was still far away and didn't notice them.

"What's the difference between early and late? Go back and report!" said a soldier.

"Who doesn't know how to report?" the old soldier said angrily, "We have to find out how many troops the Japanese have brought! Otherwise, how are you going to be scolded if you don't see the company commander?"

After the old soldier finished speaking, he looked at the terrain and saw a forest on the river bank ahead, which was a good place to hide, so he said, "Hide first."

They bent over and ran into the woods.

When they entered the woods, the Japanese troops in the distance naturally came closer. This time they could see clearly that there were about a hundred Japanese troops approaching.

"There is no road here. Why did the Japanese come here? Are they planning to launch a surprise attack on us?" The old soldier was confused.

There is no road nearby, nor a bridge across the Yu River. Why did the Japanese army come here? Are they planning to infiltrate and launch a surprise attack?

"Now we know how many Japanese soldiers there are. Let's go back and report!" said the timid soldier.

"Okay, you go back and report to the company commander first, and the rest of you stay with me. We can't let the Japanese attack by surprise. We have to fire two shots to alert the enemy!" said the old soldier.

The reason why this veteran can lead the team is that his awareness is really different from that of ordinary soldiers!

However, when the timid soldier heard the squad leader asking him to go back and report, he quickly shrank back, turned around and ran back.

The old soldier looked back at the terrain and confirmed that after they finished firing, there were trees blocking the Japanese from hitting them. Then he said, "Load the bullets. When I say shoot, we all shoot, fire once and run!"

When the soldiers in their class heard that they were short of one man and had to shoot at the Japanese, their hearts began to pound, but they could not disobey military orders, so they really loaded their guns.

"The Japs have stopped." A soldier muttered after a while.

"That's where the three Japanese soldiers were killed yesterday. They have to collect their bodies.

Okay, stop talking nonsense, if I say shoot, then we will shoot together. " said the old soldier.

A moment later, gunshots were heard from their side, and a Japanese soldier fell down. They were not sure whether he was killed or not.

But at this moment, they suddenly heard the voice of the soldier who had been sent to report the news earlier coming from behind: "Squad leader, come quickly!"

That cry didn't sound like a good thing.

"Fuck! The Japanese have already crossed the river, let's retreat quickly!" the old soldier gave the order.

These soldiers turned around and ran back under the cover of the woods.

The Japanese soldiers also fired gunshots, but although the sound was terrifying, the bullets were ultimately blocked by the woods and terrain.

"Sergeant, here it is, come and see!" The soldier who had reported the news earlier was jumping and shouting not far away. He was fine, so if there really were Japanese devils, would he still be jumping there?

"It's so scary! Where did these Japanese come from?" the squad leader said angrily as he ran back.

"No, look, squad leader." The soldier pointed to a low-lying area in front of him and said. Hmm? The old soldier looked over and saw that the land there was low-lying and there was half-dry soil on the ground. Because the land was half-dry, there was a ditch on it!

However, the ditch was obviously created by someone, because there were dense footprints on both sides of the ditch.

This is where people queued up to pass through. If they didn’t queue up to pass through, this low-lying area would be full of footprints!

"How many people does it take?" The old soldier was also shocked.

"Could it be that the Japanese devils have really infiltrated?" A soldier began to worry. His guess was so bad that the other soldiers changed their expressions.

"Don't scare yourself. They are Japanese devils. They are Chinese!" said the old soldier who had already squatted down to check the footprints.

"How can you tell that we are Chinese?" The soldier who went to report the news earlier was puzzled.

"You're an idiot!" The soldier finally irritated the old soldier who always had a good temper. "Can the Japanese devils' shoe prints be so big?"

After hearing what the squad leader said, the soldiers looked at the footprints again. Some of them even stepped on them with their own shoes. The shoe prints were indeed similar to his.

Besides, the shoes that the Japanese wore had rubber soles, while the shoes that the Chinese wore, even in the military, were very diverse, with thousand-layer soles, canvas shoes, loafers, rubber shoes, and even straw shoes.

"Well, you're right." A soldier agreed.

"Okay, you go on and report the news. Forget it, you can't explain it clearly. Take one more person back with you, and the rest of you, follow me to see where these people have gone." The old soldier made the final decision.

Amid the gunfire of the Japanese army in the rear, this squad of soldiers split into two groups and went their separate ways.

The old soldier took the rest and followed the footprints.

The low-lying area is just a small piece, and after passing it, there will naturally be woods, grasslands, etc.

But since the veteran soldier confirmed that the team that entered their defense zone was large in number, there would always be clues to follow if they looked carefully.

The shoe prints on the mud, the grass with ditches on it, the weeds that were trampled and broken, the branches that were blown off in the woods, the old soldier and his men searched along the way bit by bit, and finally they went around two mountains and stopped in a valley.

"There's fallen grass there!" a soldier shouted.

When they rushed over, they saw that the grass there was lying down in patches, and there was dead grass in some places, which were obviously the marks left by someone lying down.

As the old soldier said, "You don't know until you see it, you'll be surprised." He was shocked when he estimated the huge area: "How many people are there? It must be a whole company!"

Only then did he realize that the team entering their defense zone consisted of quite a few people, not just a few or twenty or thirty as he had initially guessed.

But the story was not over yet. During the subsequent search, a soldier suddenly cried out "Oh my God!" and when everyone looked over, they saw him stagger and almost fall on the grass.

"Sergeant, there is a ditch that has been covered." the soldier shouted.

The old soldier rushed over to take a look. Isn't there a ditch? The ditch was not very deep, only about one shovel deep, but it was quite long, and it was covered with wormwood and shrubs.

"Why are they digging ditches? To cover up their shit?" Some soldiers were puzzled.

"You know shit! This is a fucking marching kitchen, and the people coming in are experts in fighting!" The old soldier became anxious again.

He followed the ditch forward and found a deep pit covered by bushes and branches. After pushing aside the bushes, he saw black ashes inside.

Only now did the old soldier understand why their sentinels did not see the smoke from the cooking fire.