Chapter 7 Ambush
Under the cover of night, there were the sounds of continuous marching footsteps, and from time to time the clash of gunfire.
The team did not move fast, simply because the night was too dark.
Although tonight is a sleepless night for everyone, all the lights that can be extinguished have been extinguished.
The common people naturally also heard the sound of cannons and gunfire. Bullets have no eyes, so who would dare to light a fire in the dark?
So when Zhang Lianjie's battalion passed through a residential area, all they could see was a lonely street lamp at the intersection ahead.
The street lamp was emitting a dim light, and moths were circling around it.
"Battalion Commander, we won't withdraw from Fengtian like this, right?" At this time, Hu Biao, who was walking with Zhang Linjie, asked in a low voice.
"If you ask me, who should I ask?" Zhang Lianjie looked bored.
Zhang Lianjie's battalion had three companies under it, but when he finally gathered his battalion together, he found that they were also missing about fifty people.
Whether they were stabbed to death by Japanese bayonets, stabbed, or disappeared in the dark.
Their battalion lost more than fifty people without firing a shot, and the possibility of them coming back was basically zero. As the battalion commander, how could he be in a good mood?
"I remember hearing from the regiment headquarters that the Japanese army opposing us is only a battalion of about a thousand people? Can't we defeat them with eight thousand of us against one thousand?" Hu Biao said again?
He didn't look at his battalion commander Zhang Lianjie.
It was too dark to see clearly the first night, and the second night he couldn't see clearly either. Because he was too familiar with Zhang Lianjie, Hu Biao knew that Zhang Lianjie's thin face must be gloomy.
The reason why Hu Biao asked was because he also felt helpless.
The Japanese army had 1,000 men against their 8,000 men, and the order they received was to break out?
When the word "breakthrough" was mentioned, Hu Biao felt like cursing.
What the hell is this called a breakout? A thousand people surrounding eight thousand is like one person surrounding eight people. Is eight people a breakout? This is the biggest joke in the world!
"If you keep on talking to me, I'll put you in solitary confinement!" Zhang Lianjie was unhappy and acted like a battalion commander.
Zhang Lianjie and Hu Biao have a life-and-death friendship. During the Zhi-Feng War last year, Zhang Lianjie saved Hu Biao's life, but Hu Biao also carried Zhang Lianjie back from the battlefield.
The relationship between the two of them can no longer be described as friendship.
Because of this, Zhang Lianjie, who was in a bad mood, thought Hu Biao was nagging, and Hu Biao only protected the image of the battalion commander in front of others.
"I wish there was a room to lock me up in." Hu Biao muttered in a low voice and stopped talking.
Hu Biao's words stung Zhang Lianjie again.
What did Hu Biao mean? Didn't he mean that they were still trying to break out and had even lost their base camp? So why was he being put in solitary confinement?
Zhang Lianjie felt his teeth itching.
He also wanted to curse someone, but he didn't know who to curse.
Just as he tightened his grip on the box gun in his hand, the soldiers in front stopped.
Because they are about to exit the alley.
The military camp naturally could not be in a prosperous place. The place they were going to was just a slum area surrounded by low houses.
"Battalion Commander, Company Commander, what should we do?" The person standing in the front turned around and asked.
"What should we do?" Hu Biao asked back, because the person who spoke first was Wang Laomao.
Battalion Commander Zhang Lianjie walked with their company. Of course, they couldn't let the battalion commander walk in the front, as there always had to be a vanguard in the front.
"Didn't we talk about breaking out?" Wang Laomao asked hurriedly.
Yes, since the order was to break out, there were street lights ahead. If we walked over, we would be exposed in the bright light. What if there were Japanese soldiers with machine guns ahead?
"Break out of the encirclement? How many Japanese are there in total?" Hu Biao finally vented his pent-up anger.
Wang Laomao had no way to deal with his company commander.
No one speaks like that in the army!
As a subordinate, you ask your superior what action to take next? Instead of providing clear advice, your superior complains. So, what should you do? That needs to be clearly stated!
"The two in front go and investigate!" Zhang Lianjie said at this time.
The battalion commander had spoken, and the company commander naturally stopped moving. The two soldiers in front bent over, holding their guns, and walked out.
But they had only taken two steps when Wang Lao Mao whispered, "One in front and one behind, cover each other, understand?"
Whoever's soldiers are theirs, I will feel sorry for them.
Company commander Hu Biao was complaining, but Wang Laomao couldn't help but consider what to do if there really were Japanese soldiers in the dark alley opposite?
The vanguard is undoubtedly the most dangerous. Wang Laomao is really scared. If there are Japanese soldiers on the opposite side, the fewer of his men who will be killed, the better!
So far, the only soldier killed in their platoon was the soldier who stole the Japanese gun.
A soldier continued to walk forward with a gun in hand, and everyone's eyes were focused on the soldier's back.
Those who can serve as the vanguard are naturally veterans.
At this time, the soldier looked back, hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled the bolt when he turned back.
The officers behind him naturally saw the soldier's actions. Although there was an order not to shoot, no one stopped him from loading the bullet.
Since he said he was breaking out and was walking towards the light in the dark, such a vanguard had become the target of public criticism, and he had to be prepared to be killed at any time.
It is easy to die heroically, but difficult to die calmly.
Facing the fear of the unknown puts even more psychological pressure on people than charging under enemy machine gun fire.
At this time, the soldier started jogging with his gun in hand. He needed to rush to the opposite alley through the section of road illuminated by the street lamp as quickly as possible and hide himself in the darkness.
How wide could a road be? The soldier ran quickly and soon reached the bottom of the streetlight.
Then his back became clear in the eyes of the people behind him.
But at this moment, a gunshot rang out!
The people behind saw a red line passing through the soldier's head at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, and then the soldier fell under the street light.
There was a clang, the sound of his rifle falling to the ground.
In the instant of the gunshot, the alley where Zhang Lianjie's battalion was hiding was filled with the sound of gun bolts being pulled.
There really are Japanese troops on the other side! Everyone gasped.
