wind in the dark night

Chapter 101
On the upper reaches of the Ash River, at the foot of Maoer Mountain, there are more than a hundred families dotted all over the place. This is the base of the Anti-Union Independence Regiment - Kaoshantun.

The local security chief was worried about being "revolutionized", so he fled to the town overnight with his family.

Baochang's home became the temporary regiment headquarters of the independent regiment.

……

two hours ago.

Under the dim kerosene lamp, Zhang Zhaolin wrote one stroke at a time very earnestly: Borrow the patriotic Zhou Maocai from the mountain village to pick up a catty of sweet potatoes and potatoes, and after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the government will return them uniformly.Zhang Zhaolin, an independent regiment of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army, was born in June of the 30th year of the Republic of China.

He transcribed more than twenty copies, all of which were the same except for the names.

Battalion Commander Liu Guiyong walked in.

The independent regiment was not fully organized and could barely make up a battalion. Liu Guiyong was the only battalion commander. He used to be the commander of the guard company of the teaching brigade.

The independent regiment can be formed mainly because of the teaching brigade and guard company.

Zhang Zhaolin looked up and said, "It's so late, I haven't slept yet."

Liu Guiyong pulled the chair and sat down, poured himself a bowl of white water, drank it in a gulp, and then said: "Go to the entrance of the village for a walk... Political commissar, I have something to tell you, Director Guo said he was going to the town I bought the medicine and never came back, will there be any accidents?"

Zhang Zhaolin stopped writing: "How many days has he been away?"

Liu Guiyong said: "Three days. Ordinarily, it should be back in two days at most."

Zhang Zhaolin thought for a while: "Well, let's send someone to the town tomorrow to find out. Every time he goes to town, he lives in the old Wang's shop."

Liu Guiyong agreed, and took a look at the IOU: "How far is it left?"

Zhang Zhaolin said: "It is estimated that there are still seventy or eighty copies."

Liu Guiyong was speechless: "When will this be written?"

Zhang Zhaolin smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?"

Liu Guiyong said: "Political Commissar, you should rest early. Tomorrow I will find two people who can write and let them write. Why do you have to burn oil here?"

Zhang Zhaolin shook his head: "How can we do that? The folks have said that I, an official, must issue an IOU before they dare to lend us food."

Liu Guiyong disagreed: "Few rural people can read, and they can't tell who wrote the IOU at all."

Zhang Zhaolin said sternly: "Comrade Guiyong, this kind of thinking is unacceptable. The common people lend us food, which shows that they recognize our party. Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. What makes our party come to today? ? It relies on the broad masses of the people as the basis..."

"report!"

The messenger came in.

Zhang Zhaolin asked, "What's the matter?"

"Political Commissar, this is the telegram I just received."

The communications soldier handed over the translated message, gave a military salute and retreated.

After reading the content of the telegram, Zhang Zhaolin frowned.

Liu Guiyong asked: "Political Commissar, what happened?"

Zhang Zhaolin said: "The Binjiang prefectural committee called. At four o'clock in the morning, the Binjiang security team, plus a police brigade, are going to attack us at night!"

Liu Guiyong asked, "Is it tonight?"

Zhang Zhaolin nodded: "Yes, it's tonight."

Liu Guiyong stood up: "I'm going to assemble the team right now, and transfer immediately!"

Zhang Zhaolin glanced at his pocket watch, and said, "There's still time, so I tell everyone not to panic, take what you can take away as much as possible."

"understand!"

Liu Guiyong hurried out.

The army of more than 400 people can't just go away. In the case that most of them are recruits, they have to be busy for a while.

Zhang Zhaolin read the telegram again.

There is a sentence at the end of the telegram: In order to ensure the safety of the valley, Guo's rebellion must not be leaked.

Only those who participated in the operation of the Secret Service Section knew the inside story. If the source of the leak was this matter, it would inevitably bring danger to "Valley" Jiang Bin.

Therefore, Zhang Zhaolin did not mention this matter just now.

He reached out to remove the kerosene lamp shade, ready to burn the telegram.

"Who is there?"

The sound of a sentinel came from the gate of the courtyard.

The other party replied vaguely: "Passing by..."

The sentry picked up the rifle, pulled the bolt and reloaded: "Password!"

It was so late, and a stranger entered the range of the regiment headquarters, and the sentries raised their vigilance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a short exclamation from the sentinel, and then there was no more sound.

Zhang Zhaolin knew that something must have happened.

He immediately blew out the kerosene lamp, put the telegram in his pocket casually, and peeped out through the glass window.

The scene in front of him surprised him. Two sentries had already fallen to the ground. Two black shadows dragged the sentry aside, and several other black shadows slowly approached the door. It is an all-German MP18 submachine gun.

Kaoshantun is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one way to enter the village. The independent regiment has set up secret posts on the periphery, and they don't go to one place. For a well-mobilized army, this kind of security level can be called strict.

If the enemy is found to be attacking, it is enough to fire a warning shot from the dark whistle, and the independent group has enough time to retreat to the mountain.

How did these people get in?

Could it be the bandits entrenched in Mao'er Mountain?

According to the previous information, there are about 70 to [-] bandits in Mao'er Mountain, and the bandit name is "come like the wind".

Not long after he first came to Guashantun, Zhang Zhaolin had planned to incorporate this armed force, but the bandit leader "Come Like the Wind" avoided seeing him, so the matter fell through.

In fact, what Zhang Zhaolin didn't know was that "Lai Rufeng" was a disguised identity of the Loyalty and National Salvation Army, and of course they would not accept the incorporation of the Anti-Union.

It is unlikely that the two sides will come to the independent regiment for no reason to fight, and with the strength of "coming like the wind", they dare not provoke the independent regiment.

These thoughts ran through Zhang Zhaolin's mind for just a split second. He didn't have time to think about it, so he fired a shot at the shadow.

The guard company is nearby, and they can rush to support soon after hearing the gunshots.

Zhang Zhaolin has experienced many battles, not to mention his marksmanship, he has never missed a shot at such a short distance.

But today there was an "accident". Sombra made a perfect tactical move and rolled sideways on the spot, avoiding the shooting extremely dangerously.

Da da da--

Da da da--

Da da da--

When Heiying stood up again, he and his companions pulled the trigger. The MP18 submachine gun sprayed flames, like white lines in the night, and the bullets smashed the doors and windows and shot into the house like rain.

Zhang Zhaolin clung to the wall and couldn't even fight back. He couldn't help being secretly surprised that the opponent was definitely not armed with bandits. Judging from the firepower, it was even stronger than most regular army troops.

Through the moonlight, he could vaguely recognize that these people were all wearing Japanese-style steel helmets covered with anti-reflective rope nets, and they were definitely the enemy.

What is more strange is that their dress is not the common Japanese military uniform.

Not to mention the weapons, each of them has a German-made MP18 submachine gun, and a southern-style pistol hanging on his waist. In addition to grenades, there are only two bullet bags hanging.

The unconventional load didn't seem to affect them in the slightest. For example, when the black shadow just dodged bullets, its movement speed was extremely sensitive.

This is the first time Zhang Zhaolin has seen such a "weird" army.

As an energy-poor country, in order to reduce consumption, the Japanese army is rarely equipped with automatic weapons, and the standard weapons are mainly single-shot [-]-style rifles.

They believed that as long as the soldiers were strictly trained, a single weapon could defeat the enemy—this is one of the reasons why the Japanese army has strong individual combat capabilities.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese army began to develop automatic weapons after fighting the Chinese army many times and learning the power of submachine guns.

……

boom!
boom!
boom!
Gunshots rang out outside the courtyard.

After hearing the news, the guard company of the Independent Regiment rushed to reinforce.

It is called the "Guard Company", and the full staff is less than 50 people.

With a sharp whistle, the shadows in the yard stopped shooting and retreated quickly.

Before the leader left, he took out a black object from his waist, quickly knocked it on the helmet, and then threw it towards the house.

This action of knocking on the helmet instantly reminded Zhang Zhaolin.

—It’s a grenade!

The Japanese Type 91 grenade had a too long fuze delay and was often thrown back by the enemy. Later, the Type 97 grenade was improved to shorten the detonation time.

In order to ensure that no accidental injury will be caused, an extra insurance is specially added-it needs to be knocked on a hard object to finally trigger the fuze.

Zhang Zhaolin has been fighting the Japanese army for many years, and he is very familiar with this action. At the critical moment, he threw himself out of the window.

Almost at the same time, the grenade exploded in the room, and when he got up from the ground in disgrace, the enemy had disappeared.

Company Commander Sun of the guard company came to the front quickly, saw Zhang Zhaolin's shoulder was bleeding, and shouted loudly: "Hygienist, come quickly!"

Zhang Zhaolin didn't feel the pain until now, and he didn't know when he was injured.

The hygienist checked the injury and said with relief: "The grenade fragments are scratched, it's not a big problem."

Seeing the mess in the room, Company Commander Sun said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, the political commissar is good at skills, otherwise, it would have been almost destroyed by the little devil!"

At this time, Liu Guiyong hurried over with a large army.

After arranging the defense, he entered the yard.

"How many enemies are there?"

Zhang Zhaolin asked Company Commander Sun.

Company Commander Sun said: "It's dark and I can't see clearly, there are about thirty or so."

"It looks like it should be a devil's scout."

Liu Guiyong analyzed it.

The sacrificial sentry was carried over, and after a rough inspection, there was no obvious trauma on their bodies, and it was impossible to see how they died.

Zhang Zhaolin thought for a while: "Company Commander Sun, check their necks."

Company Commander Sun came back quickly and said in a low voice, "The neck is broken."

Zhang Zhaolin said: "It doesn't feel like a devil's scout. The scout is not so bold. There are more than [-] people who dare to go deep into the hinterland of our army..."

Liu Guiyong said, "Why didn't Anshao find the enemy?"

Zhang Zhaolin ordered: "Liu Battalion Commander, assemble the team and move to the mountain immediately!"

He knew very well in his heart that this group of enemies did not come with good intentions. They could sneak into the village quietly and kill the sentries right under his nose.

Ten minutes later, the independent regiment formed two columns and walked along the rugged mountain road to Mount Maoer.

As long as you go up the mountain, even if the main force of the Japanese army comes to clear up and suppress them, they can only return without success if they cannot carry more heavy weapons.

The mountain road was densely covered with thorns, and a dozen soldiers opened the way ahead with hatchets.

Zhang Zhaolin took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, so he said, "In two more hours, we will reach the middle of the mountain..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang!
There was an explosion ahead.

Liu Guiyong shouted: "Stop advancing, prepare to fight!"

Zhang Zhaolin ordered: "Company Commander Sun, send someone to look ahead!"

Soon, the news came back.

The vanguard tripped over a booby trap and killed three people on the spot.

There are booby traps on the road, which means that there are ambushes nearby. It is impossible for the large enemy troops to come so fast. The "ambush" is probably the same group just now.

If it is in an open field, more than 30 people can't stop a group anyway.

But now it's on the mountain, the opponent is clearly prepared and has enough ammunition. In this easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain, at least they can entangle until dawn.

The problem is, at four o'clock in the morning, the security team and the police brigade will arrive, and when the time comes, they will attack back and forth.

After a brief discussion, Zhang Zhaolin and Liu Guiyong decided to go back the same way and withdraw from the backing village from the main road before the main force of the enemy arrived.

With one order, the rear army became the front army.

The team headed down the mountain.

Zhang Zhaolin also understood at this time that this group of enemy troops appeared so suddenly because they took advantage of their small number and ease of concealment.

More than 30 people are hiding in the bushes casually, and it is difficult to find them during the day. If it is an army of hundreds of people, the target is too big to hide their whereabouts at all.

What is puzzling is that the furthest out of the scout posts released by the independent regiment was almost five kilometers, but no one noticed the trace of this group of people.

For example, if the security regiment went out of the city during the daytime during the campaign, even without Jiang Bin's tip-off, Zhang Zhaolin would have been able to get the news in advance.

This is also the reason why the Japanese and puppet troops have never been able to completely eliminate the rebel forces.

Da da da!
Da Da Da Da!

Suddenly, gunshots sounded in the jungle.

Accurate shooting, no missed shots.

Caught off guard, several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground. When the independent group organized a counterattack, the opponents had disappeared. In order to prevent the harassment from the dark, they were forced to stop and go on the way down the mountain.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Zhaolin's forehead.

Because he vaguely realized that he might have fallen into the enemy's trap.

This well-equipped small group of enemy troops raided Kaoshantun at night with only one purpose, forcing the independent regiment to move up the mountain overnight.

It is easy for anyone to make a misjudgment-thinking that the enemy's scouts are coming.

There is nothing wrong with moving to a safe area when encountering an unknown danger. What's more, Zhang Zhaolin received a telegram from the Binjiang Prefectural Committee in advance.

Time is running out, he can only lead the team to transfer.

The enemy's trap is thus unfolded.

When the independent regiment went up the mountain, they stood still, and when they went down the mountain, they frequently harassed them. On the one hand, they created panic, and on the other hand, they slowed down the marching speed of the independent regiment.

It is now three o'clock in the morning.

According to the calculation of time, the independent regiment is most likely to encounter the security regiment at the entrance of the village. If one goes up and down, the entire independent regiment may be wiped out.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhaolin received the information.

Even if the news was received in advance, the result seemed to be doomed. The strength gap between the two sides was obvious, and there was almost no suspense about the outcome.

(End of this chapter)