The sounds of "boom", "boom", and "boom" were endless, and all the sounds on the hill were mixed together, including the sound of grenades exploding, the sound of metal and stone chips breaking through the air, and the clanging sound of shrapnel and stones colliding.
Shang Zhen and his men were completely surrounded by the Japanese army on the hill, and the reason they couldn't escape was simply because there was a Japanese soldier hiding on the other side of the stone beam behind them!
"It's so fucking awful!" Wang Laomao, who was hiding in a crevice, sighed when the Japanese bombing took a break.
Shang Zhen, who was hiding with Wang Laomao, remained silent, but he understood what Wang Laomao meant.
It would have been fine if the Japanese soldier was an infantryman, but he was a cavalryman, and he just used a carbine to block their way and prevent them from passing.
A Japanese cavalryman dismounted and used a rifle more accurately than these dozen infantrymen. Do you think they are ugly?
But who could be blamed for this? The Japanese soldier's marksmanship was indeed impressive, and their numbers were too small, just over ten people. Not to mention human wave tactics, even a group charge was out of the question. Every single one of them was a threat.
Shang Zhen has already discussed the only solution with Wang Laomao.
They could only hold on during the day, and they could only wait and see if they could get out after dark.
The reason why Shang Zhen and his men have been able to hold on until now is simply because the terrain is favorable to them, and the Japanese army has no cannons.
The hill was covered with large rocks, some of which were only one or two people tall. Shang Zhen and his men hid in the cracks between the rocks. As long as they were not directly hit by the Japanese grenades, their lives would be safe.
Of course, they might get reinforcements, but they couldn't count on them.
"How many are still alive?" The sound of the explosion finally died down, and there was a thick smell of gunpowder on the top of the mountain. At this time, someone shouted. It was Qiu Bo.
There are many crevices in big rocks like this, so Shang Zhen and his companions usually hide together in groups of two or three. They don't dare to hide together in large groups.
If a grenade really flew over and happened to land in that crevice, they would all be killed.
"We're fine here!" Erhanzi shouted.
"We're fine here too!" This time it was Ma Tianfang's voice.
"We have a problem here!" This was the voice of Hu Zhuzi. Hu Zhuzi's words made everyone feel uneasy. Could it be that another person was killed in battle?
But Hu Zhuzi's voice came again immediately: "Damn it, someone shaved the top of my head off!"
Although the battle was intense and their future was bleak, Hu Zhuzi's words still caused a response of swear words.
It's good enough that you can save your life. It's okay if you lose some skin from your head. But you say you are in trouble. Aren't you just gasping for breath?
"Everyone is in high spirits! It's time for the Japanese to climb up again!" Wang Laomao shouted again.
At Wang Laomao's shout, everyone tried to get out from the crack in the rock.
But at this time Shang Zhen shouted again: "Wait a minute! First, find a few stones and throw them down!"
After Shang Zhen shouted this, those who were about to get out stopped again.
No one noticed that Wang Laomao felt embarrassed at this moment.
Wang Laomao is the platoon leader and is accustomed to giving orders, but the problem is that everyone now recognizes that Shang Zhen is the leader of their group.
It must be admitted that Shang Zhen does not look like a pretentious person from the outside.
What does "guajia" mean in Northeastern dialect? It means that Shang Zhen doesn't look like an officer.
Originally, Shang Zhen was as thin as a thin hemp pole, and now he still looks like a hemp pole, but he has become a stronger hemp pole. No matter how thick the hemp pole is, it is still a hemp pole, that is the fact.
But the facts have proved that although Shang Zhen speaks little and doesn't talk too much, he has a smart enough brain.
For example, he had judged that one should be careful when crossing that ridge, but Wang Laomao did not listen to Shang Zhen, and as a result, another person died.
Let the facts speak for themselves: whoever can keep everyone alive will be the leader. This is the undeniable truth.
But Shang Zhen now said to throw the stones down the mountain. No one knows what this order means. Since it was Shang Zhen who said it, then let's do it.
Anyone who could touch the stone would try their best to throw it out.
Why do they have to work so hard? Because they are all trapped in the cracks between the rocks, and since the space is too small, it is indeed difficult to throw the rocks out.
Hu Zhuzi also cried out "ouch" because he threw the stone too hard and his elbow hit the stone when he turned his hand.
"Oh my God, it hurts so much!" Hu Zhuzi covered his elbow and screamed, but at this moment, they heard the hissing sound coming from the bottom of the mountain again.
At this time, not to mention Hu Zhuzi's lack of care for the pain, the soldiers who were originally at the crack of the big rock rushed to drill into the crack.
The so-called veterans have experience in battle, and now, apart from other aspects, at least they know how to avoid the Japanese army's small artillery, that is, grenade launchers.
Regardless of whether everyone was hiding well, there was another loud explosion.
Fortunately, Shang Zhen and the others did not go out. If they had gone out, there would definitely be casualties this time.
"Those damn Japanese are so sinister!" Wang Laomao said this when the bombing stopped.
In the situation just now, everyone could imagine that the Japanese army would first use grenade launchers to fire grenades up the mountain, and then launch an attack.
But this time, after the Japanese army finished firing grenades, they waited for a while and fired another barrage of grenades. The Japanese army changed the pattern of artillery fire, which Wang Laomao had not expected.
On that same day, Shang Zhen and his men had repelled four attacks by the Japanese army, and the result of their combat was that more than 10 Japanese soldiers were left at the foot of the mountain.
This hill is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the Japanese army has no heavy artillery, so the Japanese army attacked less frequently. Perhaps the Japanese army thought it was not worth it if too many people died.
"Okay, kid, how did you think that the Japanese army would play tricks?" Wang Laomao asked Shang Zhen.
"Think of yourself as a Japanese and think about how to take down the mountain." Shang Zhen replied.
"I see. You just guessed. You asked us to throw stones down the mountain, and the Japanese thought we came out, so they fired another round of cannonballs." Wang Laomao suddenly realized, and Shang Zhen nodded.
"Go out, go out, be more alert!" Wang Laomao shouted again, but this time he had already felt convinced of Shang Zhen. This kid was really thoughtful.
Gunshots rang out again.
This time the Japanese learned their lesson. Shang Zhen and his men only knocked down two or three Japanese soldiers, and the rest hid again.
"There is no such thing as a blood-red sunset. It's so boring!" Chen Hanwen sighed at dusk.
It is a cloudy day today, the sky is gray and the sun is naturally not visible.
"What do you mean by boring?" Qian Chuaner, who has been living together with Chen Hanwen, expressed his confusion.
"Boring means being boring." A soldier explained for Chen Hanwen.
"Oh, I see." Qian Chuan'er nodded solemnly, then said, "Scholar, you mean to say that you are a boring person, right?"
"Get out, is that what I meant? The dead monkey left, and now you show up again, right?" Chen Hanwen said angrily on purpose.
"Oh, you know what, this is the first time I think of that dead monkey like this!" Qian Chuan'er sighed when he heard Chen Hanwen mention Hou Kanshan.
"Yeah, I miss him too!" said the soldier who was with the two of them.
This soldier originally belonged to Old Huotou's group, but now that everyone obeys Shang Zhen's leadership, it doesn't matter which group he belongs to. Everyone is in the same group, living and dying together, sticking together, and fighting the same enemy.
"We are all grown men, what do you want from him?" Qian Chuaner asked again.
In fact, they are all bored now. During the day, the Japanese army used grenade launchers to bombard them with flying stones everywhere. But they are guarding this small place and cannot move out. They don’t know what will happen tomorrow, so they just chat idly, which is called "drama" in the southern dialect.
"Hehehe," the soldier laughed at first, then shouted, "I'm wondering when the reinforcements will arrive. I don't know if this brat can even do anything useful!"
The soldier's words of first criticizing and then praising made Qian Chuan'er and Chen Hanwen burst into laughter.
But just as they laughed a few times, they heard someone talking across the big rock. It was Shang Zhen's voice: "Stop making trouble, there's a move tonight!"
