Section 261

Li Wei, who once taught history classes in school, certainly understood the tragic tragedy of the May Day sweep, and even the Eighth Route Army headquarters under heavy protection were severely damaged. The achievements of the five-year war of resistance were gone overnight. It was also the most tragic period in history after the establishment of the Communist Anti-Japanese Base Area. Only the difficulties of the Red Army's Long March during the Xiangjiang River and the grasslands could be compared with it.

Li Wei smiled and pulled the tuning in his hand to pieces. He closed his hands and turned into countless pieces of powder and sprinkled.

"Report to the instructor, I didn't see the order!" He paid a serious salute and reported. He really didn't have the courage to use the lives of other soldiers to give him a chance to escape.

Li Wei tore up the transfer order of his superiors casually, so that the first company instructor Ding Heyang did not care whether he could provoke Li Wei, a famous tough guy in the second battalion, jumped out angrily and shouted: "You! Comrade Li Wei! ~ You are so brave. You dare to tear up the transfer order of his superiors, and you are not as good as your superiors!"

Is this still his own soldier?! Ding Heyang was furious, liked to say strange words and liked to act on his own. He actually tore up the official documents as if nothing had happened under the eyes of the public and denied that he had not seen it. It was simply tolerant of the faction. Who could not bear it? As the instructor of the first company, he had to discipline this disobedient squad leader.

Ding Heyang wanted to continue talking, "Hi, Lao Ding! Stop talking!" The company commander pulled him aside and made his eyes look fierce.

The second battalion commander Wu walked to Li Wei, pressed Li Wei's shoulder with both hands, looked at the other soldiers on the playground, and said, "I'm very happy that there is no coward in our second battalion. There is no coward in the past, no now, and no in the future."

The playground was immediately filled with applause.

It was not until the transfer order was read by the battalion instructor that everyone remembered that Li Wei was not a person with a simple background. Li Wei could have left safely with his superior's transfer order. There was no need to participate in a life-and-death battle with them. However, Li Wei gave up this opportunity without regrets. They still stood together. Facing the enemy army, no one in the second battalion retreated. Why were all the officers and soldiers not moved by the cohesion of their second battalion?

Li Wei touched the back of his head and said in a panic: "Haha! Battalion Commander, I don't have the habit of running away without taking advantage."

"You little devil, you have to take advantage of it even if you die. Let's go, our second battalion will take advantage of his little Japanese." Captain Wu really liked the warrior he looked at very much, and waved his hand: "Set out!"

Li Wei shouted at the same time: "Squad 1, come with me!" He led Squad 1 to pull the head of the second battalion forward to advance towards the combat area.

In a row, one squad, one squad, it was originally the first in the second battalion organization sequence.

The first, second and third battalions of the Third Regiment gathered from their respective camps and rushed to the designated area for combat.

The Eighth Route Army headquarters, which was severely attacked by the Japanese army in Cross Ridge, seemed to be vast. Hundreds of ox carts were loaded with a large amount of supplies. Many cadres and masses who were injured in the war gathered together without any team and pulled out nearly two or three miles of formation, making the officers and soldiers from the Third Regiment rushed over and were all sucked in the air.

It is not even too much to say that it is a refugee group. There are a large number of students and people at the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. A large number of wounded personnel are mixed in. Only a very small number of armed personnel are still working hard to win over the team. However, these people who do not have much military experience can form a certain division of labor in a short period of time.

The fierce gunfire sounds kept ringing in the distance, indicating that the rear cover troops were suffering from the attack of the main Japanese army. This is also the reason why the Eighth Route Army headquarters did not have many protection troops on the road to evacuate. Almost those who can hold up guns are at the end and use their lives to delay the enemy's pace.

"Damn it! Can you run fast?!" Political Commissar Wang widened his eyes and looked at dozens of people in the team dragging the huge printing press and some equipment along the team as if they were stooping. There were still many people on both sides of the long road sitting on the ground resting after being exhausted.

"Order the battalions to quickly replace the cover troops behind the breakout team. They can't last long." The third regiment commander Gu Yue immediately ordered.

The third battalion of the Third Regiment had no intention of paying attention to the slow transfer of the corps, and rushed to the end of the team.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the fierce attack of the Japanese army. From time to time, artillery shells swept across the position, blowing up gravels and flying around. Stream bullets swept across the blocking position that covered the retreat of the headquarters in front like rain, and flew through the air with a sharp roar.

The main road leading to the sixth division was guarded, and the cover troops established a blocking position. Under the Japanese army's rotational attack, many troops in the base area rushed here like a baton to block the Japanese army. After the sacrifice in front, the latter went on.

"Where is your commander?" Commander Gu Yue rushed to the blocking position and saw that he almost cried. The position was full of the corpses of soldiers from both sides of the enemy and us. There were only a hundred people left on the hundreds of meters long position to form scattered fire points to remove the enemy soldiers who had just retreated. The remaining people on the position were almost injured, and the faces that were too blood-lost were too strong, but they were forced to pull the trigger.

In addition to the bodies of Japanese soldiers, there were also many soldiers with inconsistent clothing on the position. It can be seen that many local armed forces outside the regular organization fell on the position regardless of casualties.

"Hello, Chief!" A soldier on the blocking position barely stood up straight, covered in gauze and saluted: "Report, Ma Zhiping, a soldier of the Decisive Death Column of the Third Division, reported to the Chief!"

"What a big deal to report, I'll ask you how it is. Where is your superior?! Who brought you?!" Commander Gu Yue was almost fainted. He thought the battle was tragic, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic. He could only describe it as a meat grinder that constantly devoured the lives of soldiers on both sides.

The soldier slowly lowered his head: "One of the decisive death syllabus is left with these dozen brothers, the others are the brothers from Yushe, Liao County and other local guerrillas. All the platoon leaders and above died." As he said that his eyes turned red, he quickly wiped his eyes. It seemed that the sacrifices of his comrades and superior officers made him extremely sad.

Gu Yue looked at the battlefield where the corpses were already covered with both sides of the enemy and us. He was in a bad mood and said, "Come on, replace them, find the people from the health team to bandage them again, get some food, and the other battalions enter the position! Prepare for the battle!"

During the defense change, several soldiers who survived the battle to the end refused to withdraw from the blocking position. The soldiers of the Sanli did not talk extra nonsense, and they knocked them all out in anger and took them to the stretcher and pulled them back.

"Plant the machine gun and dig the trenches deeper! Pay attention to the enemy coming up, don't worry, set up the position first." The second battalion commander pulled his throat and issued an order.

"Brother Wei Zi! Brother Wei Zi!" A faint voice attracted Li Wei's attention. He turned his head and saw a female soldier with a head covered in blood gauze soaked in her hair was sitting on a stretcher and her mouth was weak to open her mouth to him.

"What rice?! There are still be beautiful girls looking for me at this time?!" Li Wei was a little confused. He walked over and saw that he was still an old acquaintance! It turned out that during the anti-sweeping campaign at the beginning of last year, Comrade Zhou Yan, a female guerrilla soldier in Liao County who had fought with Li Wei's original third squad.

As soon as he saw Li Wei coming, the two soldiers carrying the stretcher immediately stopped so that the two men could speak.

"How come you little girl is so miserable? Tsk tsk! Luo Bu head, so unique!" Seeing this iron-mouthed girl's head is like an Indian San, Li Wei remembered the days when he used to tease each other and blurted out habitually.

Li Wei joked a few times, making Zhou Yan not sure whether to laugh or get angry. She wanted to argue with Li Wei again like before, grinned, as if she had a painful wound, and her expression fell down again, and she whispered: "This time, I really regret it. I would have discovered the enemy earlier, I should have died." Thinking of the thousands of Japanese troops disguised as the Eighth Route Army and rushed over from under her nose, which made her regretful and dying. Tears suddenly surged out. Nearly one-third of the soldiers of the first and second squadrons of the Liao County Guerrillas were buried in this position.

"Don't worry, leave it to my brother, and I will handle them 100% , hehe." Li Wei pulled Zhou Yan's attention away, and he didn't expect that this girl would have sentimentality.

Seeing Li Wei's shameless appearance, Zhou Yan seemed unwilling to accept it, "Die Wei Zi, what a Luo Bu head? I'll see you become a big pig head in a while, and you dare to laugh at me."

At this time, the artillery bombardment before the Japanese army charged began, and the dense shells continued to fall on the blocking positions, exploding balls of black clouds and sand.

"Okay, okay, I'm a pig head, you go to the back and get well for the injury. I'm going to start work." Li Wei waved his hand and asked the two stretcher-carrying soldiers to continue walking, ending his brief argument with Zhou Yan.

"Weizi, you can turn into a pig's head, but you won't turn into a dead head!" Zhou Yan, who was injured but not hurt, angrily sat on the stretcher and shouted at Li Wei's back.

Li Wei didn't turn his head back, but just waved his hand and rushed into the position.

The miniature engineer shovel was processed on the bunker on the original position, and each soldier temporarily set up a bunker and prepared for combat.

After all, it was the ace force of the Japanese army in North China, proficient in infantry tactics. Unlike the previous mixed brigades and puppet army miscellaneous units, they could only rush up and get machine gun bullets. The black Japanese army set up multiple stairs of scattered soldiers and slowly rushed over with the smallest bounce formation.

During normal training, officers and soldiers at all levels of the Third Regiment, who had studied the charge formation, did not show any uneasiness. They were calmly lying on the cover, aimed at the gun, and tacitly allocated the shooting batches and targets.

The Second Battalion has brought out all its assets this time. In addition to the Maxim heavy machine guns from Fan Guowen, the regiment headquarters added another Maxim. With some light machine guns collected on the original position, and with more than a dozen newly allocated grenade launchers, the Second Battalion has been unprecedentedly expanded, and the revolutionary team of the Old Red Army's family is not as easy as ordinary local armed forces.

"Fight for me!" When the Japanese army was still more than 100 meters away, the Second Battalion took the lead in firing. Two fire dragons formed by the Maxim bullet rain metal storm suddenly appeared on the left and right wings and swept out crosswise.
Chapter completed!