The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 231 Encountered Japanese Ambush
There are more than a dozen of these rout soldiers, wearing clothes that have been turned into strips, covered with blood, only four of them have guns, the others are empty-handed, and some of their shoes have been lost. They happened to be with Xia Yuan. The position of the ambush of the broken soldiers came face to face.

This group of people saw a team hidden in the dark forest, and they were startled. They were grabbed by Milong and Yaoma and covered their mouths and noses. Long Wenwen gestured to them to silence them.

Soon, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers ran over. They didn't have the slightest precaution against the rout soldiers ambushing here, and they didn't even think that there would be rout soldiers ambush here. They ran over, and suddenly there was a fierce gunshot , The Japanese soldier who was caught off guard was pierced by bullets one after another, convulsed a few times like an electric shock, and fell to the ground without a sound.

Xia Yuan signaled them to let go of these rout soldiers, and asked, "Why are you being chased by the Japanese devils so embarrassingly?"

"The Japanese devils scattered our troops. There were routs and Japanese devils chasing us everywhere. We could only run forward. We didn't expect to meet such a group of Japanese devils halfway. There were more than 30 of us. A dozen or so were killed by them, and we are the only ones left."

"We didn't even know the direction. We were lost in the jungle. We met many Japanese devils. We fought them, but we couldn't fight them. We also met many people like us along the way. They joined us. Our team was We were broken up in battle after battle, and grew stronger again, we couldn't escape, and there were Japanese devils everywhere."

Their voices are a bit heavy, with endless bitterness. They hide and hide along the way. They are like a group of mice who have lost their direction and lost their goals. They are even worse than mice. They drink dew every day to quench their thirst and eat weeds to satisfy their hunger. To be able to meet one of my own people, if I was unlucky to cut through a piece of grass, I would meet a Japanese devil, and a string of bullets would shoot at me head-on.

Sometimes when advancing in the forest, I would encounter an ambush by Japanese devils, causing heavy casualties.There are also some unlucky people who fell into the traps dug by the Burmese, and their lives would be worse than death.

The rout soldiers were talking about the suffering they had suffered these days. They were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of this muddle-headed death. This kind of death was unacceptable to them. Listening to their stories, there was a gurgling sound in their ears. With a loud voice, a rout soldier tightly tightened his stomach with his belt.

Yao Ma asked, "What is this for?"

The broken soldier said: "Tighten it, so that you won't feel hungry."

Xia Yuan said to Meng Fan: "Bring some canned food and let my brother taste it."

Qu Bing said no, but after Meng Fan took out the canned food from the British guy, they still swallowed their saliva incessantly, with eager looks in their eyes.

Long Wenwen said: "Take it quickly, you can fight with the little devil when you are full!"

Only then did the rout soldiers put the canned food away, and ate it voraciously, making a sound like a pig eating. They stuffed the meat in the canned food into their mouths, chewed it with big mouthfuls, and swallowed the soup inside. After drinking it, not a drop was left, they licked the jar clean with their tongues, and only threw the jar away after making sure that everything was eaten.

"They were really starving," said veterinarian Hao.

A Yi said: "When we were in the shelter, we were also very hungry. Do you remember eating cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli?"

The appearance of these rout soldiers eating canned food annoyed Meng and brought them back to the days when they ate cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli with everyone in the shelter. Those days were the happiest days for these old cannon fodders. up.

More than a dozen routs joined this slightly defeated Sichuan army. In Burma, where there are routs everywhere, a team like the Sichuan Army is already considered a very prestigious team among the routs.

After collecting the guns and ammunition on the corpse of the Japanese devils, the Sichuan army continued to set off.

In the evening in Myanmar, after the sun went down, there was a faint chill, Meng Fan looked around and said, "I slept in the warehouse last night, and I slept on the street again tonight."

Bula corrected: "Where is sleeping on the street, this is obviously sleeping in the woods."

On the other side, Yao Ma and Mi Long were arguing because of the singing of birds and animals. This was a new thing for the defeated soldiers. People from Sichuan and Northeast people would quarrel over the singing of birds and animals.

"The owl is hooting, counting the eyebrows of the Northeasterners. When it counts, you, Gua Wazi, will go back to your hometown."

Since the outbreak of the Myanmar-Myanmar War, when the rout soldiers came to Myanmar, they found that Milong, a Northeast guy, was different from before, and dared to provoke Milong if he wanted to.

Milong said disdainfully: "Blow, you'll just die. Blow, there are more night owls in my hometown than old hens, and even a big mouse in my family can swallow you. There is also a blind bear in my family. Seeing your little southern guy as a child Sit on the bench, you'll be done with a squeak, and you'll be rolled with scallions."

If you don't want to be reluctant, then challenge: "My hometown"

The broken soldiers went up the mountain, one road, with steep slopes on both sides. On the steep slopes, there were airtight vegetation and layers of big trees like walls. The terrain was high on both sides and low in the middle. They walked in the middle. In the ditch, they marched in column all the way.

Qianjin couldn't control the mouths of Yao Ma and Mi Long. The two were still arguing over the singing of birds and beasts. Yao Ma pointed his head in the direction of the birds and said, "Your hometown has a hammer. My hometown There is a big savage, who looks like you when you shave your hair. Do you have this bird in your hometown? What is it called?"

The bird that called happened to be a bird unique to the south, and Milong choked suddenly. He had never heard this kind of bird call before, so he asked, "Han Haozi."

Yao Ma didn't know what Han Haozi was, but his purpose was that Mi Long said that everything was wrong, "Han Haozi?" He followed the bird and called, "Guo Gong, Guo Gong?"

Milong continued to guess hesitantly: "Flying Dragon Bird?."

Yao Ma said, "What's the name?"

Meng Fanlai interrupted Milong's guessing train of thought: "Feilongniao is here? Milong, did you put your Daxing'anling in your bag?"

While Milong was scratching his head, the birds in the dense forest on the steep slope in front of him began to respond with the same tune as Yaoma: "Guo Gong, Guo Gong?"

Yao Ma was surprised and happy: "This bird is sensible. Guo Guo Guo Gong!"

The bird is also called: "Guo Guo Guo Gong."

There was a small open space on the road in front of the rout. The sound of birds came from the steep slope above. Hearing the response of the birds, he was about to shake himself up. He left the army and walked forward, showing off the birds he had just met to the woods. language
"Something's wrong!" Xia Yuan frowned, grasping at the corner of the sitter who was about to scream, and the defeated soldiers froze for a moment.

Xia Yuan said to Yaoma, "Your name."

If he didn't know why, he showed off his newly learned bird language: "Guo Gong, Guo Guogong, Guo Guogong."

"idiot!"

The rout soldiers looked at the shrubs on the steep slope, revealing a man covered with branches and leaves, and a Japanese-style surprised and angry face appeared under the helmet covered with branches and leaves.

The rout soldiers turned pale with fright, and even more stunned in place, this is not a bird, it is clearly a Japanese devil.

Just as the rout soldiers stared at each other in silence for several seconds, there was a gunshot, the bullets whized through the forest, and pierced through the steel helmet on the Japanese devil's head covered with branches and leaves with a jingle, and the crisp sound spread through the forest. Hey, when the Japanese devil saw the rout soldiers, he wanted to hide back to his jungle, but he never thought that Xia Yuan's reaction speed was so fast, the bullet penetrated his helmet, and he fell heavily on the ground, He slipped and rolled down the hill.

The moment the gunshots sounded, the rout soldiers also reacted and hid everywhere. Xia Yuan threw himself on Yao Ma and shouted: "Shoot!"

At the same time, the heads of the Japanese soldiers were exposed on the hillside, followed by the sound of machine guns from the Japanese devils coming from the dense forest. The bullets whized through the forest and shot on the tree trunks in front of the soldiers, making a dull sound .

Milong fell to the ground and opened the tripod of the machine gun. Meng Fanle and others started shooting blindly. Dou Cake frantically picked up the magazines that had been dropped on the floor. Around the soldiers, Douban shouted, "I want Brother Ma."

"Hurry up and fight back!" Xia Yuan grabbed Yaoma, took him off, slapped Yaoma's pale face vigorously, raised his gun to aim at the Japanese devil's machine gunner, and pulled the trigger. The bullet shot through the dense forest and disappeared. The Japanese soldiers disappeared without a trace, and the machine guns of the Japanese devils stopped firing.

Yao was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat, straightened his helmet, and lay down on the ground to fight back against the Japanese devils.

"Li Wula, lead people, and wrap them from the flank!" Xia Yuan shouted without turning his head. Li Wula is one of the few platoon leaders among the defeated soldiers who still retains command ability. He lost confidence, and it is estimated that he may grow even higher in the future, Li Wula shouted, but there was no reply from all around.

Long Wenwen ran over from the end of the line, grabbed Li Wula, and slapped the person he thought could be used. Bula stretched his neck hoping to be queued, but happened to miss him.

Bu La was stunned for a second: "Why isn't there me?"

Looking at the team following Long Wenwen's buttocks and turning to the flanks, they followed behind regardless of whether they were hot or not.

The defeated soldiers had heard that the Japanese devils liked to climb trees, they used the singing of birds and monkeys as a communication, and hid in hundreds of thousands of impenetrable towering trees. Hundreds of fugitives shot, and the fugitives had no time to search, they could only hold their foreheads to bear the bullets from the trees, and now the rout soldiers suffered such a severe blow.

The bullets shot down from the top of the slope, from the tree trunks, and hit the soil in front of the rout soldiers, causing the soil to splash high.

"Look for cover, look for cover!"

Seeing that the routs were not the opponents of the Japanese devils, Xia Yuan let the routs disperse, hide, and preserve their strength, waiting for the flank troops led by Long Wenwen to detour to the Japanese devils' flanks, and united with the flanks to attack the Japanese devils on the mountain. Attack.

Japanese devils are everywhere, bullets are shot from all directions, some are from the top of the rout soldiers, some are from the hillside in front, at this moment, the rout soldiers hiding in the mountain depression seem to be surrounded, the rout soldiers The quality of the attack was also revealed all of a sudden, some people fought back, and some people ran away without looking back.

This is the current situation of the defeated soldiers. Even if a regiment is really pulled together, its combat effectiveness is not as good as a platoon or even a squad of the Volunteer Army.

Facing the ambush of the Japanese devils, nearly one battalion of rout soldiers organized a very weak fighting force. Long Wenwen led a group of rout soldiers to detour to the flank of the Japanese devils in the mountains and forests. Their speed was very fast, and any delay All actions will affect the direction of the war and lead to more sacrifices.

On the front, Xia Yuan led the old rout soldiers to fight back against the Japanese army. He manipulated the [-]-type rifle, continuously pulled the trigger to aim and shoot, and shot down all the Japanese soldiers hiding in the trees. He arranged for the rout soldiers to fight back against the Japanese army , to buy time for Long Wenwen, but there are very few routs that can really be mobilized, because he saw that many routs fled before the battle, and these routs are basically new recruits who have never experienced airport battles of broken soldiers.

If one person turns around and runs, four or five people will follow, and more people will be swept away in this way.

The only ones who really stayed and fought were those who came out of the airport. They were fairly qualified to fight back against the Japanese army, but they still suffered heavy casualties.

This scene made Xia Yuan feel pain in his heart. Leading soldiers to fight a battle cannot be achieved by just talking about it. The effect of using the ideological work on solving soldiers on Shangganling is not obvious on this group of defeated soldiers. As far as our defeated soldiers are concerned, their verbal efforts are far lower than their reality. What they want is your actions, not your words.

There is still a big gap between this and Shangganling.

This is also the reason why Long Wenwen is more welcomed by the rout soldiers than Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan has experienced the battle of Shangganling, and the bond between him and his comrades has never been experienced by these rout soldiers, and Xia Yuan will not experience it either. Seeing what this group of rout soldiers rely on, maybe he should have figured it out a long time ago. A meal of stewed cabbage and pork vermicelli can tie a group of rout soldiers together. This is why the old rout soldiers like Xia Yuan, and the new rout soldiers like Xia Yuan. Long Wenwen, Long Wenwen conquered the new rout soldiers with his personality charm, and Xia Yuan conquered the old rout soldiers with a pot of pork stewed vermicelli.

However, Xia Yuan led the old routs to fight back, and not retreating still aroused the hope in the hearts of many retreating routs. They turned their heads again and fought back at the Japanese army deep in the dense forest in the distance. The reverberation spread, layer after layer of sound spread far, far away.

Xia Yuan pulled the trigger continuously, sending the bullets into the Japanese army one by one. The dense forest was full of shelters and branches everywhere, so it was easy to be affected by throwing the grenade, and the broken sawdust was everywhere after the grenade was shattered. Splashing will hurt their own people. The Japanese devils understand it, and the rout soldiers also understand it. They only use guns to shoot and never throw grenades.

(End of this chapter)