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Is the battle a misunderstanding? Judging from the reasons for the outbreak, it may be like this. The Japanese attacked the hospital, not to go deep into the mountains and forests to search for the people; if Meng Youtian knew that this was the case, he might not endure it. But as the battle progressed, there would be no misunderstandings. The enemy is the enemy, and when fighting, it would either die or live, and the situation would be beneficial to oneself.

Running a horse to death on the mountain is a description of the straight-line distance seen by the eyes that often makes people make wrong judgments, especially in the forests. The rugged roads, rugged rocks, trees, weeds, complex terrain and diverse obstacles are the greatest difficulty for the Japanese who are not familiar with the terrain. At the beginning of the battle, Meng Youtian's bullet killed the traitor who acted as a guide, which made the Japanese even worse.

If a small team of Japanese soldiers is on the ground and in normal offensive and defensive battles, their combat power is very strong, and even the Eighth Route Army, which is several times more powerful than the enemy, may not be able to withstand it. But without a guide, in this complex mountain forest, it is like a trapped beast in a thorn bush, and there is not enough space to display its minions.

The night spread its dark wings on the Japanese heads, the gloomy colors dimmed under the dim sky, the stream moaned monotonically in the depths, and black shadows stood opposite the high mountains, like the god of death with eyes closed.

In such an environment, the Japanese officer's heart continued to sink and finally realized his mistake. He fought with the familiar terrain and terrain, running like flying, and appeared from time to time, and could not exert the combat power of the imperial army at all, and could only be constantly consumed. He was dragged to death in this complex mountain forest and mysterious darkness.

Retreat. This is the only rational decision. The enemy's hospital has been transferred and there is no target of attack, but why do you still have to fight the Chinese people here to death? A remorse arises in the heart of the Japanese officers. This kind of thing should be done by the Imperial Army, rather than wasting the lives of precious imperial soldiers.

The signal of the assembly was sent out, and after waiting for almost two hours, the various Japanese soldiers who performed the roundabout tasks in squads returned exhausted. After counting the number of people, the Japanese officers found that they were dead and injured. More than 20 imperial warriors had lost their combat effectiveness.

The Chinese were really despicable and shameless! The Japanese officer clenched his teeth and screamed at the surrounding mountains and forests like a crazy orc. The command knife in his hand pointed to the east and west, and the machine gun and grenade launcher spewed out the anger of the invaders with his command knife, which was also the last vent they had no choice but to retreat.

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There is no moon, and the night is like a black velvet clothes that wrap all objects. When it is cold in early winter, the leaves on the branches are already sparse. It looks like feathers are not moving at all in the air. Three corpses, a quasi-sniper and two auxiliary militiamen, are lying under the tree, still motionless.

Fighting with the Japanese was not a fixed-point sniper. In order to create momentum and to confuse the Japanese, Meng Youtian completely disbanded the sniper team. Seven people, seven guns, and each was equipped with the auxiliary of an ordinary militia. He fought fiercely with the Japanese in the mountains and forests for most of the day. Now, everyone met again, but only eleven people were left.

There was no crying or tears, and during these frequent wars and years of life and death, people have changed their ways of grief.

"The Japanese did not have time to restrain all the bodies. This was the seized ammunition." Meng Youtian's voice was low and firm, "Let's share, tomorrow, there may be a fight. You know, why are we trying so hard to stop the Japanese? Only by dragging them down will the elders and fellow villagers in the mountains be safe."

"You Tian, ​​don't worry." The Si Ba Zi patted his chest and said loudly: "We have all the lives of our parents, children, brothers and sisters, sisters, sisters, aunts, little nephews, and nieces. Even if they are all dead, we can't let the dogs go to the mountains to harm them. Am I right?"

"Yes, Brother Aritian and Brother Situ are right. We will fight against the Japanese here and never retreat even if we die."

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Meng Youtian nodded slightly. There was no country or nation, no generosity, the most simple and true feelings would burst out with the bravest fighting spirit. He looked at Situozi and was a little strange. Today, this guy's mouth was so flexible that it was surprising.

"It is certainly brave to fight to the death, but it is not wise." Meng Youtian pointed to the direction of the villagers' transfer and said, "If you really want to retreat, you can't go there. We have to lead the Japanese to another place. This is a last resort and I have already thought about it. When Brother Qiangzi and his friends bring the letter from the village, then look at the Japanese's actions. Let's discuss how to do it. Okay, everyone is tired and take a break early. This post will be brought to you by Situzi and I."

The people gradually dispersed and were prepared for camping at night, including charcoal, braziers, leewards, backlit caves, cellars. After running and sniping, people were exhausted and quickly fell asleep around the charcoal brazier.

The night air is even more intense, with black rocks and woods surrounding it, and from time to time, some birds are chanting with desolate tones, as if they are releasing endless worries and adding a faint sorrow to people's hearts.

Meng Youtian was invisible in the dark. This was not the best place to see, but it was hidden and safe. It happened to be a horn with the posts of Situzi and others, and could monitor a large area. It was basically impossible for the enemy to steal it.

Before the enemy reached a joint attack, they divided their troops into the mountain, which made Meng Youtian think about it. Of course, he didn't know that the enemy's target was the hospital, nor did he know that the Japanese's sweeping tactics had undergone some changes. But this rather strange action had to make him alert. At the same time, he also reviewed today's restraining sniper, looking for the flaws and shortcomings, and thinking about more effective tactics.

The tide and mountain wind began to invade. Meng Youtian wrapped the blanket tightly on his body and added two pieces of charcoal to the brazier shaped like a copper hot pot next to it. Low rain is a sign of drought. If there is less snow in winter, the drought will be basically confirmed next year. The sorrow and worry in the near future made Meng Youtian sigh helplessly.

A sequential voice came over. Meng Youtian clenched the gun vigilantly and looked back at the back. A familiar and slender figure, without any questions, was Xiao Man coming.

"Brother-in-law." Xiao Man walked closer, spread the raincoat on the ground, sat behind Meng Youtian, and handed it over to a pocket, "I took some charcoal. Your legs are afraid of being cold, so burn more, don't let your legs get cold."

"Fortunately, I haven't felt cold yet." Meng Youtian pondered for a moment and asked, "How is the injury on your arm? It hurts so much that I can't sleep?"

"No, I just rubbed a little bit of skin, so I was not that cute." Xiao Man wrapped her body in a blanket, curled up on her raincoat, looked at Meng Youtian's back, and said quietly: "It's even colder this day. I'm afraid the Japanese won't be able to stay for a long time, right?"

Meng Youtian pursed his lips and said, "Don't expect God to help. If God is really good, the weather will be good, and there will be no drought or flooding, so that we can fight the Japanese with full stomachs. But this attitude is not very similar!"

"Brother-in-law, you are disrespectful to ghosts and gods. If you let your aunt hear it, you will have to slap you a few times." Xiao Man blinked her eyes, with a smile in her words.

"Just shoot. If there are a few heavy snowfalls after the shoot, I will admit it too." Meng Youtian suddenly narrowed his eyes and waited until the suspicious phenomenon was confirmed to be caused by a night bird, and then he relaxed again.

Xiao Man was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "How is Sister Zijuan? She still refuses to be a husband and wife with you?"

Meng Youtian frowned slightly and said lightly: "Give her time, she is ready now and has the power to choose. As for the rumors, I don't care--"

"Yes, a stone stick can break your bones, but it can't hurt your reputation." Xiao Man repeated what Meng Youtian said before, and said thoughtfully: "Brother-in-law, do your own thing, no matter what others say, as long as you think it is right. Is this your life creed?"

Meng Youtian pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "It's almost the same! Maybe I think it's right and will prove it wrong in the future, but I still have to follow my feelings."

"Follow the feeling." Xiao Man repeated another sentence, falling into deep thoughts.

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At midnight, Qiangzi sent people to bring the latest news. The ground buildings in the village were basically destroyed by the war, with several wounded people, but no sacrifices, and the tunnels were not seriously damaged. The Imperial Army that occupied the village did not leave, and met with the Japanese who had withdrawn from the forest and camped in the village for the time being. The specific trends are still unclear.

Building a stronghold in the village and preparing to occupy it for a long time? Or just camp for a while and will follow the large army after dawn? Or prepare to continue the search and suppression, and will enter the mountain again tomorrow?

Meng Youtian thought carefully for a while, then looked up and asked, "Where is the enemy's baggage? How much is left?"

"Not many." The militia who came to report the news replied neatly: "I only saw two packs, and there were many wounded soldiers from the Imperial Army, who were all injured by us when they attacked the village."

Meng Youtian touched his chin and thoughtfully. Building a stronghold would take over for a long time, of course, was the most ideal plan for the Japanese, but if the people were not captured, who would build it, this possibility can be temporarily ruled out. The Japanese were strong in revenge and suffered a loss today. It is likely that they would drive the Imperial Army to be cannon fodder tomorrow. However, the Imperial Army has few supplies and the environment is not safe, so they naturally don’t want to stay here, and want to follow the large army.

Both of these possibilities are difficult to rule out, that is, Meng Youtian must be prepared for both actions and cannot be omitted because of luck. Moreover, today's playing style has also exposed some problems. When the enemy is restrained again, it must also be adjusted. The enemy's weaknesses are not familiar with the terrain and lack effective means to deal with authenticity, so they should be fully utilized.
Chapter completed!