Chapter 0440: We are all Chinese (Part 2)
Nujiang is a river.
On this side of the river is Chanda, on the other side of the river is Nantianmen, and behind the Nantianmen is Heshun Township - Heshun Township is surrounded by many villages.
Now, here in Jiang is Zenda, the direction for the national army to operate and guard against the Japanese.
On the other side of the river is Heshun, a microcosm of the country groaning under the iron hooves of the Japanese devils.
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Xia Tian followed Uncle Sangen and his friends to cultivate for another three days, and became a lively hero again. He originally planned to cross the river and go back, but it happened that the guerrillas were taking action - the Japanese were catching laborers everywhere, and the young and strong people in Heshun Township were sent to the South Heaven Gate by the Japanese. Master Shihang learned the information that some Japanese were going to go to a village named Dingmao to catch laborers there.
Because he learned the accurate information, the guerrillas planned to ambush the Japanese.
"There are only 12 Japanese devils, and there will be three teams here, a total of 19 people participating in the ambush," Uncle Sangen said to Xia Tian: "You don't have to go."
"Do you know what firepower is there for a Japanese squad? Just the earth gun in your hands, you want to ambush..." Xia Tian shook his head and said, "It's not that I look down on you, just nineteen people want to ambush, beware of being ambushed by the Japanese!"
In the past few days, Xia Tian naturally learned about the situation of the guerrillas - the guerrillas in Heshun Township were pulled by Master Shihang, but the situation here was destined to be unable to act together on a large scale. Usually, they are scattered in villages, a few people, and a few people.
Moreover, the guerrillas here are basically mountain people. Although there are hunters among them, they cannot compare with the Japanese in terms of military quality. Not to mention the Japanese, even the previous food hunting team, their military quality is far superior to that of the guerrillas - they have severely lack of corresponding military knowledge and serious lack of weapons and equipment.
They had almost nothing but passionate - they were poorer than the defeated soldiers. The only difference was that the defeated soldiers were all confused and desperate people, and they had their own hopes and expectations.
"Time is urgent, and we can't contact others. However, we just need to defeat the Japanese's intention to go to Dingmao to arrest people," Uncle Sangen sighed as he said: "Little Dongyang is too bad. Go down the willows, go up the cliffs, and rely on the forest..." One village after another said it from his mouth, with a total of nine,
"The men in these villages were captured by the Japanese, and the others were also harmed by the Japanese. A fire in the village was burned, and the villagers had to hide in the fields. Now we only want to protect the people. If the village is gone... it will be gone, it's good to live."
Humble demands, poor expectations, cruel reality.
Xia Tian took a deep breath and said, "I have fought with the Japanese and have more experience in war than you. Take me with you, so I can use it."
"It must be approved by Master Shi Hang," Uncle Sangen said in embarrassment: "The captain is not here, the master is making the decision."
"Uncle Sangen, take Xiatian with you, and let us see how Xiatian fights. Please." The young man named Shunshui pleaded with Uncle Sangen. When the others heard this, they all started to plead with each other. Uncle Sangen was embarrassed for a while and said, "Okay, but without the consent of Master Shihang, we can't go to the place where we ambushed."
"I just knew that Uncle Sangen is the best." Shunshui showed a grimace and squeezed out a proud and naughty smile at Xia Tian. Xia Tian nodded in response, but was thinking about something in his heart.
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The mountain road is rugged, but people who are used to walking do not feel too uncomfortable on the mountain road. Xia Tian followed Uncle Sangen and others, shuttled through the mountains, came into the forest, and passed through the valley. When he was completely unable to figure out the east, south, west and north, several people appeared in a valley, and many people also appeared in the valley. It should be the other two teams that Uncle Sangen mentioned - the three teams plus Xia Tian, which were only 20 people.
Master Shihang came up to meet him, and Uncle Sangen hurriedly said what Xia Tian insisted on coming. After nodding, the master looked at Xia Tian: "Donor, I didn't expect you to come too."
"The masters have turned into the Buddhist vajra, and I, an ordinary man, have also come up with some effort."
"Thank you for your help." Master Shihang bowed with one hand, and Xia Tian hurriedly folded his hands together. He didn't dare to call someone a monk again, but he had a little expression.
Everyone gathered together, and did not delay. They walked through the valley to the ambush. There was only one mountain road to Dingmao Village, so there were naturally many places where they could ambush. Master Shihang chose to set up an ambush less than five miles away from Dingmao Village.
The position was very good. The Japanese who walked all the way must be the most relaxed in this position, but their ambush seemed to be a joke in Xia Tian. The manpower was arranged on both sides, without detailed planning, and even the key targets of the first round of attacks were not mentioned. Moreover, the ambush was close, which was very easy for the Japanese to escape from the ambush and counterattack.
Xia Tian had to interrupt: "Master, this is not possible. The Japanese team will not crowd together when they march. Generally speaking, a three-person team is in front and a machine gun team behind. The 12-person team is at the top and the tail of the team is dozens of meters or hundreds of meters. In this way, we can at most suppress the vanguard team, but then it will be suppressed by the machine gun fire."
Shihang Dashu's sincere hand: "We are all a group of mountain people who have never seen the world. The donor is an expeditionary force. I beg the donor to make arrangements and please rest assured that we will follow the donor's arrangements."
"The master is so serious," Xia Tian unconsciously said, "That boy is ugly. Everyone cooperates to try to eat this Japanese devil in one bite. Let's change the cannons."
"Let's leave six people here, three here, here..." Xia Tian set up bluntly, and after the arrangement, he said: "Everyone wait for my gunshots. After I shoot, don't expose other locations. The six people here must first knock out their vanguard team. Even if they can't be killed, they must also severely hurt them. Remember, don't expose them in a hurry if they are not knocked out in the first round. Forget the places where the Japanese dodge, throw grenades, try not to shoot against them. The Japanese have good shooting skills, and we are not opponents when they fight head-on."
"I will focus on suppressing the Japanese machine guns. You don't need to care about the machine guns. You can attack the other Japanese. If you can use grenades, you don't need to shoot at the same time. Remember, after the battle starts, once your position is closer to the Japanese, don't fight, and move the position. In addition, I will set up some thunder here. You must remember the location and try to force the Japanese to the place where I set up thunders."
Xia Tian kept talking, after contacting these days, he understood the combat qualities of these people very well - almost the same as he was half a month ago, but he had various systematic bonuses in the past half month, but what about these people? In addition to their passion!
So he said it as much as possible and made multiple preparations. Even the three grenades he carried were all made into thunders.
"The same principle is to make thunders and landmines. We don't have landmines now, so we should use grenades to make some use of grenades. Look, after the grenade is stripped off the safety bolt, it depends on this kind of firing. The simplest firing is to pull the rope. When the enemy touches the rope, it is equivalent to firing the firing, and then blasting it, everything will be done!" Xia Tian told the thunders to the people around him. Shunshui and they also listened with relish.
Xia Tian showed off his knowledge that he knew but could never do: "A real master doesn't even need to use grenades, he just needs to use simple chemical raw materials to make thunders. It also involves psychology - Zhuge Liang's way of calculating people and calculating them to the core. It's really hard to defend against. Don't look at me, I won't..."
Xia Tian divided the battle into multiple small modules as much as possible. The meticulous division of labor made Master Shihang praise him. He particularly agreed with the sentence Xia Tian mentioned:
Remember, you are not regular soldiers and have not received training from regular soldiers, so don’t think about fighting against the Japanese head-on. Taking the time to shoot cold arrows is the king. Killing one Japanese today and destroying one tomorrow. Over time, it will be a great victory, and it can also force the Japanese to become crazy, killing two birds with one stone!
Although Xia Tian was happy to keep talking, the arrival of the Japanese forced him to end the "lecture". Looking at the way he was still feeling unsatisfied around him, Xia Tian said:
"Don't worry, wait for the war to be over. I'll stay for a while and leave everything I can teach to you."
"Really?" Shunshui was overjoyed.
"Of course, really, do what you want to do now - let it go later. I said don't hesitate when you lose it!"
"good."
“You should say ‘yes’!”
"Yes!" Shunshui responded happily, retreated to the back and started to load the "dynamite bag". Their grenades and explosive bags are not genuine, but they have a little outline of the grenade, but they are filled with black gunpowder. Because of unsafe reasons, they often make it on the battlefield. Xia Tian gave Shunshui a move and made a huge explosive bag to deal with the Japanese's attacks on themselves later.
The Japanese soon appeared on the curved mountain road, and the vanguards advanced in search formations. The machine gun team behind them was more than 40 meters away. Then there were two other combat teams, with only a team of twelve people, which stretched a distance of sixty or seventy meters.
This is what war looks like.
At first, Xia Tian thought that the troops on the verge were piled up together, but in the jungle of Myanmar, he learned a lot, and now he can learn it now and use it now. He also thanked the Japanese for their unchanging rigid tactics for thousands of years, which made him do Zhuge Liang, who was in control of everything.
All the hidden things were urged by Xia Tian himself, but he was not worried about being discovered by the already absent-minded Japanese. So Xia Tian calmly watched the Japanese vanguard team pass under his nose and watch the machine gun team enter under his nose.
Bang
Gunshot.
The Japanese carrying the machine were shot and fell to the ground. The Japanese also showed their combat qualities. They scattered and concealed at the moment the gunshots. Xia Tian quickly fired a second shot and knocked down another Japanese.
Bang bang bang
The Japanese behind had already begun to suppress precise firepower at this time. Compared with the national army who were negligent in training, although they were rigid, their reactions were really fast at critical moments.
But it's useless to be fast, because it's a conspired ambush.
Bang bang bang bang bang
The earth gun, Hanyang made 38 large covers and made sound at the same time. The scattered vanguard team was attacked, but the results were very poor. Only one person was shot and had not lost his combat effectiveness.
Da da da da da
The wicked-arm gun roared, and did not fire at Xia Tian, who was close to him. Instead, it covered the attacking vanguard group. Despite Xia Tian's repeated instructions, the guerrillas, who were eager to kill the enemy, made an irrational choice. They tried to attack the vanguard group more for a while, but the two were knocked down by the roaring wicked-arm.
At this time, someone finally remembered the grenade that Xia Tian advised. Several grenades that had been prepared were thrown out quickly. When they fell at the foot of the Rijun vanguard, they broke into terrible pieces. The Japanese saw a piece of black appearing around them, and subconsciously kicked them away but there was no movement. This also made him ignore the blackness that was sucking around him again.
boom
The black explosion enveloped the Japanese army's whole body. After the smoke of gunpowder disappeared, the Japanese, who were covered in black and painful, couldn't help but jump up, but were beaten to death by the crooked handle behind them - a mistaken injury that I like to hear.
The ambushed guerrillas were laughing and crying. The remaining Japanese were panicked and retreated in a hurry. The four guerrillas who were unwilling to escape from the Japanese poke out and shoot again. Although they knocked down the Japanese, they were swept by machine guns.
Xia Tian didn't have time to pay attention to others at this time. The Japanese army suppressed him the most. At least three rifles suppressed him. He had no choice but to roll to the other side and shouted to Shunshui: "Drop a grenade!"
He threw out the grenade along the water, but it fell to the ground and did not explode. He threw out the second one before it exploded, causing a black ball. Xia Tian took the opportunity to take it out and fired the machine gun. The last two Japanese machine gun team fell down.
"withdraw!"
The Japanese made a wise choice, but it was definitely not what the ambushers wanted to see. They tried to force the Japanese into the thunder zone, but only one Japanese was deceived, and the remaining Japanese broke through the blockade and fled in panic at the cost of leaving two corpses.
The guerrillas wanted to chase, but were stopped by Xia Tian: "There are only two Japanese devils, don't worry about them. Let's rescue our own people first, clean the battlefield, pay attention to the Japanese devils on the ground, be careful that they pretend to be dead."
Despite Xia Tian’s reminder, some guerrillas almost fell into the trap. Master Shihang was a monk after all, full of compassion and compassion. A struggling Japanese wounded man made him feel pity. He and Uncle Sangen wanted to rescue each other, but unexpectedly, the other party took out a grenade and knocked it on his forehead. Xia Tian was very clear-headed and quick-handed, and killed him with one shot, allowing a team member who was good at archery and crossbow to shoot the grenade out. The Japanese grenade was so magical, so it would be better not to contact it during the safety period.
The final result: killing ten enemies.
But the casualties of the guerrillas caused Xia Tian to drip blood. Eight people were shot, five of them were killed on the spot, and one of them could not survive even if they saw that, and the other two had to be kept for a while.
He had the intention to calculate but did not, but he made an almost one-to-one casualty ratio - which made Xia Tian speechless and sad. After all, the guerrillas were essentially a group of farmers. After the chariots were crushed, they had to give up their hoes and pick up their guns.
"Master, if it's convenient, I'll stay here for a while." Xia Tian found the sad Master Shihang and whispered: "Please allow kid to do his best."
“The donor is merciful.”
"I am also Chinese." Xia Tian replied.
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Dingmao Village was lucky and became a very small village among the many villages around Heshun Township that escaped the disaster of the Japanese. However, more than 200 people in the village had to leave their hometowns to avoid the revenge of the Japanese and the subsequent disaster. In the summer, they took a group of guerrillas on the way to Myanmar.
"When we came back, we buried a batch of equipment and ammunition. We originally planned to blow it up, but we didn't want to, so we hid it. There were not many, but it was enough to arm the 180 people."
"Why help me?" Captain Heshun's guerrillas seemed very surprised.
"I am Chinese, and you are Chinese."
"You are different from them, they all want to stay away from us."
"It's okay, they will be our own people in the future." Xia Tian smiled brightly, but the guerrilla captain couldn't understand this - he understood it a few years later.
For this guerrilla team with little experience, what they gained during the trip to Myanmar was not only abundant weapons and ammunition, but most importantly, for more than twenty days, summer taught them a lot of military knowledge. Although they were still very weak compared to the Japanese army or summer when they cheated, they were like planted saplings and one day they would become towering trees!
After returning from Myanmar again, Xia Tian, who had nothing to teach, finally offered his farewell.
"I really can't bear to leave." The guerrilla captain said in a depressed manner.
"My brother is there, and I still have many brothers who are buried in the South Heaven Gate. I have to go back."
"I know, so I dare not keep you."
Xia Tian laughed and said, "Captain won't have to send me off. Master Shihang, I hope that next time I meet, you will no longer have to carry a gun. Then I will go to the temple where you are to burn incense. Let's talk about Buddhism and Taoism together!"
"Amitabha." Master Shihang chanted softly, but he was full of yearning.
"Shunzi, practice hard, you are a good seedling. I hope you will be the Eighth Route Army next time you meet you."
"Brother Xia Tian, don't worry, I will definitely fight the Japanese!"
Xia Tian said goodbye to one familiar person after another. When he walked into the river and grabbed the rope and started to grop, a unified shout suddenly came from behind:
"Long live the expeditionary force! Long live the prosperity of the motherland and the nation!"
Xia Tian looked back and saw them looking at him eagerly.
Chapter completed!