The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2287: Some Fish Slipped Through the Net

When it was getting dark, when Shang Zhen and his men stood on the southwest side of the pile of rocks, the battle was over.

In the pile of rocks behind him, people from the 226th Regiment were cleaning up the battlefield. At least in this battle, Shang Zhen would not let his own people clean up the battlefield.

After all, their company suffered very few casualties, and when they were blocking the enemy on the north bank of the Yu River, he and the Xiaoboji Company had already divided the spoils equally. So now he certainly would not compete for any spoils with most of the 226th Regiment.

Besides, this is the spoils of the 226th Regiment. Doesn't he know his position? He would never do such a stupid thing as taking over the master's position.

Now Shang Zhen's eyes are on the mountains in front. The mountains are steep and difficult for monkeys to climb, so there should be no Japanese troops escaping among them.

However, given Shang Zhen's cautious character, he still brought people over to take a look. He was just afraid that there might be some fish that slipped through the net.

Nothing is impossible in a battle. He originally thought that the Japanese army could not climb that high mountain, but in the end, two Japanese soldiers still climbed up.

On the way down from the low mountain to here, Shang Zhen asked the soldiers to quietly ask the people of the 226th Regiment, and the two Japanese soldiers who went up the mountain killed more than a dozen soldiers of the 226th Regiment.

Who knows if the Japanese troops are hiding somewhere in these seemingly inaccessible mountains?

"Excuse me, which one of you is Captain Shang, the sworn brother of our Captain Zhang?" Shang Zhen turned around and glanced at the soldier.

The soldier quickly and naturally introduced himself: "I am Captain Zhou's messenger. The captain wants you to come over."

People asked this, but Shang Zhen didn't say anything. The soldiers under Shang Zhen wondered why he didn't say anything, and naturally looked at him.

But at this time, the soldiers saw Shang Zhen turned around and walked away!

Hmm? Even the soldiers under Shang Zhen were stunned by his strange behavior.

After Shang Zhen reached a large rock that was more than two people tall, he turned around and said, "It's me. I wonder why Captain Zhou wants to see me?"

Although the messenger was surprised by Shang Zhen's behavior, he didn't ask why, so he said, "Our captain invites you to have a drink!"

"Drink?" Shang Zhen was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Should we search further back?" He gestured to the mountain behind him.

"Then what is there to search for? Only those with wings can fly over there. Those with long legs cannot get over there. Besides, our commander has already ordered a search." The messenger replied.

"Oh." Shang Zhen nodded.

The battle had already ended and the men of the 226th Regiment were cleaning up the battlefield. When Shang Zhen led his men over, he did see soldiers from the 226th Regiment coming over from the other side of the mountain.

"Thank you, Captain Zhou, for your high regard. I'll be there right away." This was all Shang Zhen could say.

As the saying goes, when you first arrive at a treasure land, Shang Zhen is still hesitating whether to take his people away.

But no matter whether he leaves or not, he has to give face to the host. What's more, he is just a small company commander with few men and weak power. No matter what, the other party is still a regiment commander.

"Then please come in, Captain Shang," said the messenger.

Shang Zhen said helplessly: "Let's go, let's go together."

So the trip was made.

But no one knew that Shang Zhen, who was walking back with the soldiers at this moment, had a very uncomfortable feeling as if a thorn in his back was on edge.

Shang Zhen thought, was he too suspicious? The reason was that he did not take his men to the foot of the mountain again.

After more than half an hour, it was dark.

The night in the mountains seems darker than that in the plains, but the stars in the sky are exceptionally bright.

After a day of fighting, the soldiers of the 226th Regiment were very tired and naturally went to sleep after dinner. Only the wounded were groaning in the dark night, enduring the time. But in such a dark night, a bright candlelight was emitted from a courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

Under the candlelight, the commander of the 226th Regiment, Zhou Jingyong, was hosting a banquet for the officers, and the table was of course filled with delicacies from the wild.

Their regiment guards the mountains, and as the saying goes, "live off the mountain and eat the mountain." As Zhou Jingyong said to Shang Zhen, "We can eat anything on the mountain, flying in the sky or running on the ground. Who told us to have guns?"

Shang Zhen could only smile bitterly. What else could he say? He thought to himself, this is in Hubei. If it were in the Northeast, you would probably be able to move a Siberian tiger onto the table!

How could Zhou Jingyong know what Shang Zhen was thinking? Since the table was full of delicacies, how could there be a lack of wine?

It's okay to eat wild delicacies, but the wine merchant Zhen refuses to drink it no matter what. Yes, he just won't drink it. Even if you change your ways, I have certain rules.

As a result, all the toasts from the officers of the 226th Regiment, including that from the regiment commander Zhou Jingyong, were received by the small dustpan.

Before sitting down at the table, Shang Zhen had already told Xiao Boji that he did not have the habit of drinking with people from your regiment during wartime, so he would not drink a drop of alcohol tonight!

How could Xiao Boji not understand Shang Zhen? If Shang Zhen refused to drink, the two of them would have to go together, and Xiao Boji would suffer.

The drinking session lasted for more than two hours and was not over yet. It could not be said that all the officers of the 226th Regiment were drunk, but they were almost drunk. As for Xiao Boji, there was no need to worry about him. It was because he blocked so much wine for Shang Zhen that he fell asleep directly on the table.

Isn't that what drinking is all about?

At the beginning, there was a theme and everyone was talking about it, but as they drank more, it broke into several small circles. ACF talked about what was going on between them, while BED started talking about another topic.

Shang Zhen really didn't like this kind of occasion, and he also disliked the drunkards for drinking too slowly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he stood up and slipped out of the room.

To be honest, the 226th Regiment can be considered a regular army, even though it is a ragtag army. But judging from its military discipline - never mind, it's no wonder that its combat effectiveness is not high.

"Sir!" Zhou Jingyong's guards were naturally at the door.

"Where is the toilet?" Shang Zhen asked casually.

"Sir, it's just around the corner to the right," the guard replied.

Shang Zhen responded and turned right.

However, when he reached the top of the hill on the right, he did not enter the thatched hut. Instead, he leaned against the wall and looked up at the shining stars in the sky.

It seems that I haven’t seen the stars since I recovered from my injuries.

Somehow, he began to miss the days when he sat on a pile of firewood and meditated every day before his injuries were fully healed.

That is a different realm, and it also has some experiences that are different from usual. Perhaps it is just as what Da Laoben said, "There is a world in the dream, but after waking up, there is nothing in the world"!

Shang Zhen leaned against the wall and thought about everything. He then remembered that Xiao Boji had sent people to Baodugou to inquire about Leng Xiaozhi's news in order to let him stay and spend more time with him. So should he return with this company?

This is a bit of a headache.

Shang Zhen was thinking about it when he suddenly heard voices coming from the direction of the courtyard gate.

"Who? Password!" That was the question from the soldier on guard.

Shang Zhen didn't take it seriously at first, but then he didn't hear any response.

If it were someone else, they might have ignored it, but the problem was that it was Shang Zhen who heard that there was no response. At this moment, the feeling of being on edge before dark appeared again!

Why did Shang Zhen have to walk behind a big rock at the foot of the mountain before he was willing to talk to the messenger? It was because he subconsciously believed that some Japanese soldiers might have slipped through the net. If he returned without conducting a thorough search, there wouldn't be any Japanese soldiers pointing guns at his back, right?

Shang Zhen started to touch the gun.