Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

"Few? Then fight more and seize more spoils! You are the communications team leader, you must ensure that the telephone lines of the entire position are unobstructed! The telephone on the opposite side must also be unobstructed!" Guo Liandong said.

"Don't worry, Captain. Our signalmen didn't work in vain last night. The telephone line ran along the river and made a long detour before reaching the western hilltop. The Japanese couldn't find it!"

"Well... then you should close your eyes and take a rest. It seems that it will take another two hours for the Japanese to arrive..." After Guo Liandong finished speaking, he silently lit a cigarette, his eyes involuntarily looking towards the northwest.

As the highest commander on the scene, Guo Liandong did not participate in the construction of trench fortifications last night. Instead, he slept for 4 and a half hours at a fellow villager's home, so he is still a little energetic now.

Guo Liandong smiled softly as he glanced at the signalmen who were dozing off with their radios in their arms. This kind of intensity was common during the Long March, so Lao Guo was used to it. But these new recruits had never experienced anything like this before. This was probably their first time, right? I hope there will be fewer casualties in this battle, so that the Second Battalion can grow up as quickly as possible.

Guo Liandong saw it very clearly, and the comrades of the Beishan Detachment also understood that once the army was expanded in the future, these battalions would be expanded first, and they would become the main regiment-level units. Then, based on these backbones, they would continue to expand, and they would become brigades, divisions, etc. Everyone hoped that one day, the Eighth Route Army would have a million soldiers and wipe out the Japanese troops in North China, Central China, South China, and Northeast China in one fell swoop.

Time passed little by little while the soldiers were sleeping and waiting... An hour later, the main force of the 38th Regiment evacuated to the foot of the mountain, waking up the sleeping soldiers.

After the soldiers of the 38th Regiment passed the blocking position, the awakened soldiers continued to sleep, and the battlefield fell into silence again. However, more than ten minutes later, the screams of the wounded were heard from Taoshupo Village behind the mountain.

"Doctor, can you be a little gentler? Your movements are scary!"

"Don't look at it if you're scared. The anesthetic has been injected and the pain will go away in a while! Tweezers..." The military doctor's expression was serious. He reached out and took the tweezers from the nurse's hand, pulled a piece of shrapnel out of the wounded man's arm, and dropped it on the enamel plate with a snap.

Looking at the wound that was bleeding, the military doctor calmly put his fingers into the wound, pinched the blood vessel, and directly stretched the wound open, motioning for another doctor to come up and suture it.

It was a bloody and cruel scene. Even the most well-trained nurses dared not look at it, not to mention the soldiers who were waiting for surgery on the operating table. So, some of them fainted decisively, and some swore in their hearts that after their wounds healed, they would not get hurt again in the next battle, even if they had to sacrifice their lives. It was too cruel...

The soldiers did not need to be distracted by the wounded... An hour later, the radio received another call. The Japanese were less than 1 kilometer away from Jinshang Village to the west of their position.

The enemy is right under our noses, so we should prepare for it! So, the sleeping soldiers were awakened, and the platoon leaders on the hillside left their individual pits and checked the camouflage of each combat position in turn. They also looked back at the opposite hill and checked each other's camouflage.

At this time, everyone is just trying their luck! If the Japanese don't go up the mountain to check, but directly chase forward, then this battle is an ambush! If the Japanese stop and go up the mountain to check the situation, then this battle is a blocking battle! In a blocking battle, the 6th Company's arrangement will be useless, at least the situation of the Japanese in the directional mine pit will be difficult to happen!
Of course, this is not entirely true. After all, anything can happen on the battlefield!

At this time, outside the village where the 6th Company was located, the comrades of the 3rd Regiment did not leave, but rested here in ragged clothes. "That means the Japanese are not far away, right?" The comrades of the 38th Regiment had already understood the position layout of the 38nd Battalion and knew that this was a pocket ambush formation. Seeing that the Japanese were about to arrive, the comrades of the th Regiment planned to help, perhaps there would be a chance to fight.

Therefore, the stretcher team, which had already rested for a while, was called back from Taoshupo and asked to wait under the Fifth Company's position, waiting for the Japanese to come and expose themselves. For the safety of the comrades, the minefields of the Sixth Company blocking the river valley were also marked in some places to prevent the comrades from stepping on them by mistake...

On the mountain, watching the preparations of the 38th Regiment, the comrades couldn't help but smile - hey, as long as the Japs aren't extremely smart, things will be fine!
Soon, the Japanese vanguard entered Jinshang Village, still cautiously, but found nothing in the village, only dried blood and some footprints. Needless to say, these were the traces left by the 38th Regiment when they passed by.

Woof woof woof... The big wolfhounds led by the leading Japanese soldiers roared arrogantly, making the iron chains rattle.

"Keep going forward, pursue..." Because the Japanese had wasted an hour in Congzi Valley, the 38th Regiment decisively ordered the villages behind to temporarily hide and not to actively launch an attack. So when they got here, the Japanese pursuit team became more and more relieved, so they decisively left the village and chased towards the southeast.

Just as the Japanese troops left the village, the stretcher team received the signal and began to move, slowly moving southward. Then, they heard the barking of the Japanese dogs, so they quickened their pace, as if they were exhausted and had to force their way forward...

"Yo, we've caught up. The Eighth Route Army is out of strength, and their stretcher team has fallen behind. Be careful, they will be blocking us here!" The Japanese pursuit team was smart enough to remind them.

As a result, as soon as the stretcher team ran to the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen soldiers from the 38th Regiment jumped out and opened fire on the Japanese, and then helped the stretcher team run quickly to the south... The empty stretcher was carried by the soldiers and flew up, which made the Japanese more certain that they could catch up, so they also ran quickly...

As the stretcher team ran past the village where the 6th Company was located, the Japanese followed them, but they were still about to meters away. At this time, the Japanese army also rushed over from the north. Under the urging of the Japanese army, the puppet army's large force directly passed through the village and followed along the southeast valley. At the same time, a squadron of Japanese soldiers also followed the puppet army out.

Soon, the puppet army team, the Japanese squadron, completely entered the ambush area of ​​the second battalion, and did not find that they were ambushed. Looking at the Japanese puppet army still heading south, the soldiers held their guns tightly, and the soldiers of the mortar platoon also prepared for the bombing behind the ridge. The second gunners were holding the shells in their hands until they were warm...

"More, more, more... OK, another squadron has come out... Another squadron... Very good, it's settled now..."

Boom...Finally, the pursuing Japanese stepped on the mine and some of the directional mines also made a loud noise.

"Hit, hit hard, shoot..." On the hillside, the squad leaders shouted loudly, then pulled the trigger and fired bullets at the Japanese who had been aiming. Hearing the gunshots, the gunners of the 60 mortar combat squad on the back mountain also decisively let go of their hands, letting the mortar shells slide down the barrels. Of course, the grenade launchers also fired the first round of red pepper shells... (End of this chapter)