Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Boom, boom, boom... huff, huff... Meng Feihong squatted in the soldier's pit, feeling his rapid heartbeat and trying hard to make his breathing steady.

Just now, he crawled over here, dug a simple shelter with the help of the ridges and irrigation ditches, and then resolutely gave four grenades to the Japanese who were attacking the marching enemy.

He didn't care how many Japanese soldiers were killed in the explosion. Instead, he squatted in the individual pit, dodging the bullets fired by the Japanese soldiers, and thinking about what to do next.
At this time, the Japanese soldiers knew that they had been discovered and were attacked by grenades, so they naturally raised their guns and shot at suspicious directions.

The Japanese didn't find the exact location of Meng Feihong, but with years of combat experience, they roughly judged that the Eighth Route Army that attacked them was hiding in the wheat field nearby! Moreover, the distance should not be too far! Therefore, while the Japanese were shooting indiscriminately at the wheat field, some Japanese broke away from the team, stepped on the wheat, and planned to go deep into the wheat field.

Meng Feihong was very nervous and unwilling to give up. He was even more discouraged by his greed. If the distance was farther, 50 meters, and he could crawl back after throwing the grenade, it would be better?
Well, it would probably be better. Meng Feihong listened to the Japs' Type 99 light machine guns firing continuously. Occasionally, there would be the bright light of bullets flying over his head. The wheat around him also kept trembling and breaking... This showed that the Japs were shooting indiscriminately, with the purpose of suppressing his movements, then finding him and surrounding him!

"I'm so unwilling to accept this! This is my family's wheat field, and I'm letting you destroy it like this? I can grow up relying on the harvest from this wheat field, and my parents can feed my three siblings and me!" While thinking of these unwilling words rapidly in his mind, Meng Feihong raised his assault rifle, intending to strike first and shoot a few Japanese soldiers first!

However, thinking of the end of being exposed, he once again let go of the wall, took out two grenades from the left side of his waist, tied them together with the towel hanging on his chest, dug a hole and buried them behind the ridge next to him. Then, he pulled out the rope and tied one on each side to the nearby straw. He moved quickly and completed the operation in less than a minute.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the Japanese soldiers cutting wheat straw one by one, and even saw in the moonlight that more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were running straight towards him more than 20 meters ahead.

"I'll probably die here this time. I'm too confident... But it doesn't matter. If I die, the devils that come over will be buried with me!" Thinking of this, Meng Feihong straightened his assault rifle and planned to strike first. There were 30 rounds of bullets in his magazine. At such a close distance, if he fired quickly, he could probably kill seven or eight devils before they could react.

However, just as Meng Feihong's index finger was about to fire the bullet, the sound of whistling artillery shells came from the direction of Jigongling in the east, and the sound was very dense.

Chirp... Chirp... The whistling sound came from the north, flew over Meng Feihong's head, and headed towards Mianyang Mountain in the southwest.

It was this burst of dense whistling sounds that made the brave and careful Meng Feihong give up the decision to shoot, and instead held the gun with one hand and made the decision to retreat.

Sure enough, when the whistling sound of the shells came from far away, there were bursts of howling in the Japanese army, and then the Japanese fell down one after another. Although I couldn't understand what the Japanese were shouting, it probably meant to lie down!

The Japanese soldiers lay down, and those who had been shooting indiscriminately stopped shooting, which gave Meng Feihong a chance to escape!
Glancing at the Japanese soldiers lying in the wheat field, Meng Feihong lay back on his side, then crawled forward using his hands and feet, quickly moving away from the ridge of the field. He did not just move forward, but crawled for a distance, looked back, and then continued to move forward. Fortunately, the wheat field runs east-west, so he can see clearly whether the Japanese soldiers behind him have stood up. It seems that they know that he is alone, so his own artillerymen are very considerate and bombard him with a wave of artillery shells every ten seconds or so, which gives him enough time to evacuate. Although the wheat stalks were constantly shaking and making rustling noises as he moved forward, the Japanese soldiers' attention was attracted by the shells in the sky, and no one paid any attention to him.

The devils were not stupid. No matter how powerful an approaching Eighth Route Army was, it could not beat a heavy artillery shell that fell from the sky! So, with the cooperation of the artillerymen, Meng Feihong miraculously climbed over 60 meters of wheat fields and appeared on a small road. Then, he crouched down and continued to evacuate eastward along the path, came to a small forest, turned over and jumped into a single soldier pit.

"Brother Feihong, you're back!" A surprised voice came to my ears. It was the sentry Meng Feiyue who had just returned to report the news.

"I'm back. I was a little too careless this time. I got too close to the Japanese and was almost surrounded! But fortunately, the noise of the artillerymen's firing covered me!" said Meng Feihong.

"It's not just the artillery. The company commander has sent out the 3rd platoon, and they're right at the entrance to the village!" Meng Feiyue moved his body, then raised his gun and continued, "The captain already knew the Japs were coming. The rd platoon was ordered to fire to attract the Japs' attention and then cover your retreat. We didn't expect our artillery to bomb them!"

"Well done, well done, the Japanese are screaming! Little brother, do you dare to come with me and give them another blow? We can't let the Japanese trample on our fields like this!" Meng Feihong raised his gun and looked in the direction they came from. At this time, they were about 150 meters away from where the Japanese were, which was also a good distance for shooting.

Boom... Before Meng Feiyue could answer, a ball of fire exploded in the wheat field to the west, which allowed the two brothers to see clearly that there were fifty or sixty Japanese soldiers in their own wheat field. Of course, this was not the point. The point was that more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were blown away, crushing a large area of ​​wheat.

"Brother, what's going on?" Meng Feiyue asked.

"Your brother was planning to die for the country, so I buried two grenades as booby traps, but I didn't expect... Hehe!" As Meng Feihong was speaking, gunshots were heard from the north entrance of the village, and bullets flew towards the Japanese troops with red light. It was obvious that the comrades in the third row saw that they had not returned yet, so they took the initiative to attack the Japanese to cover them.

"Let's go, fight and retreat!" As Meng Feihong spoke, he adjusted the assault rifle in his hand and fired a burst of bullets in the direction of the Japanese.

Da-da-da, da-da-da... the bullets flashed in the darkness and reached the enemy team in a few blinks of an eye. (End of this chapter)