The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2294 The Road Back

The common people are still truly resisting the Japanese. This was Shang Zhen's secret feeling as he hid in the woods at dawn.

Yesterday, when they arrived at the village where Xiaoyazi lived, it was almost dark, and when they finished dinner and returned, it was already completely dark.

However, at Shang Zhen's request, both the young boy who joined the army and the middle-aged man, relying on their familiarity with the local terrain, actually led them out in the dark.

Of course you can't climb the mountain at night, but walking through the woods is not a big problem.

By daybreak, they had already hidden in the woods on one side of the road.

And here they can already see Qingfeng Mountain in the distance.

Since we can see Qingfeng Mountain, how can the Japanese army be far away? There are Japanese soldiers running around on the road.

Just when Shang Zhen was about to ask the middle-aged man to continue leading the way, they suddenly heard the sound of artillery fire. From the sound of artillery fire and the subsequent explosion, it was the Japanese army that bombarded the Qingfeng Mountain position again.

Everyone knew that the shelling was just a prelude to the Japanese attack, and the Japanese would launch an attack soon.

The middle-aged man's face, which was originally tanned, turned a little pale. Although the soldiers under Shang Zhen did not speak, their faces showed some worry. On the contrary, the ignorant and fearless boy had a hint of excitement on his face.

"We have also seized two cannons, can't we fire two shots at the Japs and blow up their cannons?" Tang Li expressed his confusion.

"That's different. Our cannon is too small to reach here, while the Japanese's cannon is bigger," explained veteran Qian Feng.

"Are our guns small? Aren't the barrels of the two mortars we stole that thick?" Tang Li stretched out his hands and gestured, "Isn't the smallest gun a grenade launcher?"

"Our artillery cannot compare with theirs." Qian Feng said, but if you ask him to explain the difference between mortars and infantry guns, he can't explain it clearly. Even though he is a veteran, he has never seen the Japanese infantry gun.

At this time, Shang Zhen said at the right time to help him out: "The rifle used by the Japanese army now is called the Type 92 Infantry Cannon, which has wheels on it, otherwise it cannot be towed. Do you see mortars with wheels?"

"Oh my god, how big is that cannon?" Tang Li began to use his imagination.

Shang Zhen was too lazy to explain to the soldiers that, in fact, the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun was not big. The weapons of the Japanese devils were really not big that Shang Zhen had seen, such as the small tank.

But the problem is, no matter how much he despises the Japanese weapons, China's weapons are no better than theirs. The only thing Shang Zhen and his men are using now is a box gun, which was not made by the Japanese devils. But which of the Type 38 rifles and the two mortars were not stolen from the Japanese devils?

When people are poor, they have low aspirations and their hair is thin and long. There is nothing we can do about it!

"Let's go." Shang Zhen was not emotionally affected by the Japanese artillery bombardment. He had seen it so many times that he naturally became numb.

Shang Zhen and his team once again walked through the dense woods.

This time, when they heard the gunshots, the middle-aged guide led Shang Zhen and his companions into the mountains.

The middle-aged guide had naturally already told Shang Zhen the route to cross the mountain.

As Shang Zhen expected, it was the saddle between two mountains.

The so-called saddle is the relatively low part between two mountains. The three together look like a saddle.

Anyone who climbs a mountain will definitely choose the saddle area. No one would climb to the top of the mountain. It's not like they are climbing Mount Everest!

And when they actually entered the lower part of the saddle, they saw that the trees had become thinner and saw shining puddles of water.

The water was very clear, and there was fresh, tender green grass growing in it.

Even when Sancai walked to the water, he lowered his voice and shouted, "Look, there are fish!"

There are fish there. There are tiny fish swimming in the water.

Just as Sancai shouted, the sound of gunfire and explosions from the direction of Qingfeng Mountain suddenly intensified. The fish in the water seemed to be disturbed by the sound, and swam into the bushes with a flick of its tail.

War is cruel after all, and the invasion of the invaders has destroyed China's mountains, rivers and countryside.

But just when Shang Zhen had raised his foot to enter the water, he suddenly stopped: "Wait."

How could the soldiers not hear Shang Zhen's tone? When the soldiers behind him began to raise their guns, Shang Zhen looked to the side next to the puddle.

The others followed Shang Zhen's gaze and looked over. They were surprised to find a shoe print on the wet soil next to the puddle. When they looked at the pattern of the shoe print, wasn't that the mark of the Japanese devils' big-toed shoes?

The soles of the Japanese army's shoes are made of rubber, and the heels are higher.

You know, rubber is also a strategic material. How could car tires not use it?

However, the amount of rubber produced in China at that time was extremely limited, so it was very difficult even for the soldiers of the National Army to wear rubber-soled shoes.

"Are the Japanese devils coming here to fetch water?" Qian Feng said puzzledly.

Shang Zhen's silence was considered as his agreement.

The reason why he stopped was because he suddenly realized that their current location was right behind the Japanese army, where the Japanese cooks were cooking.

Since we are cooking, we need to find a water source. There are mountains all around, so of course there is water only in low-lying areas.

This place is below the saddle of the mountain and the terrain is low. After the rain, the water from the mountain eventually gathers here.

Even if the Japanese devils came here to get water, they should not ambush the Japanese cooks here.

A little impatience can ruin a big plan. If the Japanese army found out that the cook was missing here, they would definitely be alert.

After thinking it over, Shang Zhen decided not to attack the few Japanese soldiers who were alone.

"Let's go, go around inside, either walk on dry ground or walk in the water, don't walk on wet ground, and be sure not to leave footprints." Shang Zhen instructed.

They tried their best to avoid the puddle and walk inside.

"Didn't you say you were very good at fighting the Japanese devils? Then why didn't you fight these Japanese devils fetching water?" The boy was puzzled.

"It's not worth attacking Xing Beng'er's few Japanese devils now. We shouldn't act rashly, and if we do, we must do something big." Shang Zhen explained.

But Shang Zhen had just finished speaking when he suddenly listened attentively, his face changed, and he whispered, "Hide quickly!"

This was the order. As soon as Shang Zhen said this, the soldiers scattered and hid behind the trees.

"Back off slowly." Shang Zhen said again.

The soldiers and the two guides did as Shang Zhen said and did not dare to make any sound.

Shang Zhen hid behind a group of short trees and looked forward.

Sure enough, after a while, a dozen Japanese soldiers came over. Some of them were holding rifles, but the others did not have guns. They were carrying shoulder poles with large plastic buckets hooked on both ends of the poles.

There were many Japanese troops attacking Qingfeng Mountain this time, so the amount of water used for cooking was naturally large.

Shang Zhen saw that the Japanese soldiers were not coming for his position, so he just observed. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly until the Japanese soldiers finished fetching water and disappeared. If only I had poison, I would throw the poison into the water, and when you guys go back to cook, I will poison you bastards to death!