.When Chitian and Haicun found the brigade of troops under the slope in Chitian on the hillside, they were also targeted by the practical commanders of this Chinese armed force.

Under a ginkgo tree that was so huge that four people could only embrace the hillside occupied by Chitian Special Forces.

A tall, handsome middle-aged man with a square face in his 40s and wearing a long silk gown put down his hand and put on a telescope. He turned around to a short black-faced colonel of thirty-six or seven years old standing beside him and said, "Jingbo! There are Japanese devils on that high slope, and there are not many people. At best, there are dozens of people. Don't let them entangle your soldiers. It's better to organize a team of elite soldiers, and then use some decent guns, bypass them, and pounce directly on the battlefield for a moment!"

"Yes! General!" The man in silk clothes said this casually, but the colonel was like a courtesy of Jinglun. After saluting, he jogged to implement it himself.

Looking at the black-faced colonel's thumping back, the man in silk shirt smiled and said, "This Zhu Jingbo has become the commander-in-chief of a county militia. He is still as dry as when he is a company commander!"

"Director, this is right in front of you. If someone else is changed, can Zhu Jingbo not be so obedient? I heard that Commander-in-Chief Zhu is a land in Bobai County, and there are three little wives alone." A strong man dressed in a bodyguard with a big part of his head and exposed the colonel's old truth disapprovingly.

"Making meritorious service! No gold is pure, no one is perfect. As long as he, Zhu Jingbo, does not steal men and women, and marry a wife, it is a private matter, and it is not your turn to teach you a lesson." Being lenient and being strict with others is already the motto of Mr. Chen Jinghuan, the second gold mine director who adheres to the virtue of "undifferent colors".

The strong man who was called a meritorious person was already trained by this director. The head of the family was tempted and thoughtful, but he still seemed to be careless.

He was the commander-in-chief of Guilin City Defense in the early years and was really a good temper. His subordinates obviously used his words as a warning. He just laughed it off.

When he was young, Zhu Jingbo trotted back to the ginkgo tree again.

Colonel Zhu was definitely very respectful to the old commander who had been in the ranks of the army. He had only left for a few minutes, and he stood attentive when he came back, and he saluted a lot. And every move was so meticulous.

"Report to the general, the interspersed teams have been arranged. The two top brigades and my guard squadron have a total of 521 people. Among them, 30% of these people are veterans who retired a few years ago. But..." He said it fluently, but later, Colonel Zhu was a little reluctant to speak and stopped.

"If you have anything, just say, don't hesitate to the soldiers. And you don't have to be so polite in the future. After all, I'm just a gold mine director now. I won't lead troops anymore, and I'll lose my military ranks. This time I just went back to Cenxi's hometown to visit my hometown and happened to happen. I'll just be a staff officer for you. I can't stand you, the commander-in-chief of the militia, and shouted at the general." If other people said these words, I must be angry with Zhu Jingbo, the old subordinate. But both of them knew that their words and deeds were consistent, and to be honest, they always had the personal style of this old commander.

"Second post. I'll forgive Jingbo for not obeying his orders. In terms of military rank, you, a lieutenant general in the 25th year of the Republic of China, at least in Guangxi, no one dared to refuse. In other places, if it weren't for your cultivation and support in the past few years, Jingbo, a big-headed soldier who was born in a mud-legged manner, would be today..."

"Jingbo, talk about the key points" If it weren't for the urgent military situation nowadays, Director Chen, who led his army alone to defend Nanning, wouldn't have done anything to interrupt others' heads.

"Old sir, I have soldiers but no generals, so I want to borrow Brother Ma, a powerful general." Colonel Zhu made the words clear.

"Go ahead! Remember, act quickly." Chen Jinghuan loosened the reins, and the horse Ligong, which was about to try, broke away immediately after the wild horse that was eager to try.

"Jingbo, go ahead and take a look." Chen Jinghuan held up a well-made crutch placed under the tree and walked forward with a lame leg. Zhu Jingbo hurriedly stepped forward to hold the old commander who was not flexible in his legs and feet. The two of them walked towards the hill ahead with the support of several guards.

At the same time, on the small hill where Chi Tian and others were located.

In order to stop the various clothes that were almost down the slope, the weapons in their hands were also strange local Chinese armed forces. Chi Tian had already arranged dozens of them along the top of the slope according to Haicun's suggestion, and waited for the Chinese to come into contact.

At the forefront of the militia was the Qinghu Brigade. During the Jiang Gui war, Qi Zhenyuan, who was the battalion commander of the 18th Army of the Guangxi clique, was the captain of this brigade.

Although he hasn't been on the battlefield for seven or eight years, the kind of dangerous sense that Qi Zhenyuan, who has experienced many battles, has been trained when he was hovering on the line of life and death that cannot be explained by common sense, not only has a sense of danger, but also has come in handy immediately.

"Everyone fell down!"

The moment before the bomb rain fell on the slope, Qi Zhenyuan issued this order to save at least dozens of lives in a timely manner based on his intuition.

On the battlefield, it is said that it is racing against time. Actions are faster and slower, which can often lead to two different results. The "prey" under the slope fell down without warning, which made Chi Tian's careful arrangement of firepower attack aimed at giving the opponent a powerful firepower attack. Thousands of bullets swept down the slope, killing and injuring more than ten slow-responsive militia soldiers, not only exposed the approximate location of some fire points on the slope.

"Give me the machine gun." Qi Zhenyuan, who was a machine gunner, hugged a Canadian machine gun that had been a very old age. When the movements were not very large, he used a half-screw bullet to fire, which dropped the Japanese arms on the slope and killed two Japanese devils. Seeing that his leader was doing such a beautiful life, the morale of more than 200 brothers from the Qinghu Brigade was greatly enhanced, and a few too excited militia soldiers even stood up to welcome him.

"Everyone who doesn't want to die will fall down!" Qi Zhenyuan, who was clear-headed, did not intend to take advantage of the situation to launch a charge, but wanted his brothers to know how to escape.

The Japanese firepower revenge came very quickly, so fast that none of the militia soldiers who had half-standing up could escape the fate of being shot and killed.

"Break back!" The brothers of Qinghu Brigade fired against the Japanese agents with the weapons in their hands that were more than 30 years behind their opponents.

Although the militia soldiers fought bravely and were more than four or five times the number of people, this battle was not the same as the result of the two armies' shooting in the same era was destined before it began. The first round of firepower shots, and the exchange between the two sides was nine to one, which means that the nine militia soldiers were replaced by the Japanese in the special agent team. Among them, there were a group of veterans who were supported by Qi Zhenyuan, otherwise it would be a unilateral massacre.

But even if the Japanese army had taken advantage of it, Chi Tian could not afford to exchange it. His purpose was to hold the two or three thousand Chinese people down the slope and get enough time for a colonel to withdraw from the battle. At this moment, his opponents were only a team of two or three hundred people. Now they were fighting so hard, and when the opponent's main force surged up, that would be fine.

When Chi Tian was secretly afraid, the second brother of the two brigades of militia arrived. As the forces of the two sides became more and more disparate, Chi Tian's troops also became more and more pressure. What made Chi Tian and others even more frightened was that another five or six hundred Chinese armed forces were trying to go around the edge of the hillside.

"Shoot!" Chi Tian, ​​who was stabbed to the pain, forced most of the firepower to the flanks to block the detour troops that had just appeared. In fact, Chi Tian also knew that there were thousands of soldiers participating in the war alone, and he could not even greet him with the few people on hand. The reason why he was still struggling so hard was just to leave a way out for Akira. Thinking of this, Chi Tian turned his head and looked at the paratroopers who were fleeing to him, and kept praying in his heart that the paratroopers could run faster and faster.

Perhaps Chi Tian's sincerity played a role, and the Japanese paratroopers, who had been defeated, actually fled to the bottom of the slope before the militia took down the hillside. At this time, the detoured force sent by Chen Jinghuan basically rushed over the hillside and rushed to the other side to the bottom of the slope. The two streams of people collided straightly. Although the Japanese paratroopers were desperately fighting in death, the five hundred militia also had some combat power, especially the equipment of the regular guard squadron was exactly the same as that of the regular Gui army. When they met on a narrow road, the two sides fought under the hillside into a group.

After a brief and fierce battle, after paying the price of the Peace Army, who was chasing the rear, the Youjian brigade finally wades from the middle of the brave and poorly equipped militia battle line, and rolls and climbs up the hill. Immediately afterwards, the militia and the Peace Army swarmed up the last peaceful place under the feet of the Youjian brigade, which was difficult to escape.

At this time, it was already 2:30 pm.

At this moment, the two motorized battalions of Liu Yicheng's troops thought that Qiliping had to walk five kilometers of mountain paths, which means that in another hour, the elite infantry unit of the New Twentieth Army could arrive on foot.
Chapter completed!