As brave as Hu Biao and his companions were when they went to avenge their fellow villagers, they were just as panicked when they fled.
Why? To use a later term, it is called "slap in the face", or to use a later saying, it is "not very harmful, but extremely insulting".
They killed more than ten Japanese scouts just three or four hundred meters away from the Japanese battalion. This was a slap in the face of the Japanese army. How could the Japanese battalion let them go?
What's more, the weapons used by Hu Biao and his men included machine guns, so the Japanese thought they had encountered the elite of the Northeast Army, and a large group of Japanese soldiers chased after them directly.
It would be fine if a large group of Japanese troops came to chase them, they would just compete with the Japanese to see who can run faster.
But the problem is that Company Commander Hu Biao missed something when he made the decision to directly attract the Japanese troops.
What's the big deal if it's leaked?
After they passed through a forest, Hu Biao suddenly shouted, "Oh no! Oh no! I forgot! The Japanese have cavalry!"
His words made the old soldiers grin.
They glanced at Hu Biao and continued running. What could they say? You are the chief officer, you have the final say, whatever you say will be done!
Hu Biao certainly knew that it was useless to regret this matter. If they wanted to escape, they had to kill the Japanese cavalry behind them. Of course, there would not be many Japanese cavalry.
"You are the company commander, take them into the cornfield quickly, and I will go over there to lead the Japanese away!" At this time, Lu Dajiao volunteered.
Which company commander doesn't have a few backbones under him? And Lu Dajiao is one of them. He has been a soldier with Hu Biao for more than ten years.
"Once we go, we can never come back. If we die, we die together!" Wang Laomao was fed up.
They were all veterans, so of course they understood what Lu Dajiao meant. Lu Dajiao meant that he wanted to attract the Japanese troops over and then let them run away.
"Just die, too many brothers have died, and I only saved my life.
Remember, you all owe me a life!" Lu Dajiao said, holding the machine gun in both hands and separated from them, running to the right front.
There is a small hill there with some trees on it.
As they were saying these words, everyone was running out of breath, and at this moment they seemed to hear the dull sound of horse hooves behind them.
"I owe you my life. I will be your slave in the next life!" Hu Biao roared, then waved his hand and ran to the left.
At this time, Shang Zhen, who was running in the middle of the team, took a look at Lu Dajiao who was running towards the hill with his big feet. He had an unbelievable feeling. Was life and death decided so quickly?
Compared with those veterans, Shang Zhen is still a new recruit after all.
But even if he was a new recruit, he knew that if Lu Dajiao took the initiative to attract the Japanese cavalry, he would be dead!
As a new recruit, he had never imagined that the moment of life and death would be like this: life and death would be decided in just a moment, and he probably wouldn't even have time to say a last word!
When I looked back, we were already separated by the universe of Yin and Yang!
But what's the point of saying this? Zhang Zhen followed the team into the cornfield in a daze.
The corn was ripe at this time of year, and they banged against the rice leaves, making a rustling sound, and then they tried their best to get inside.
The village here is called Qijiazi, and there are only seven households in total. How could the cornfield be big?
Just as they were rushing out of the cornfield along the ridge and into a patch of weeds, they heard the sound of machine guns behind them and then the wailing of Japanese war horses. It must be Lu Da Jiao blocking the Japanese army.
"Come with me. I remember there is a ditch ahead. We can hide there and get out without being seen by the Japanese!" said the guide Wu Saner.
Everyone followed Wu San again and finally ran into a dried-up river.
This place is close to the mountainous area in the north, and this river channel was washed out by mountain torrents during heavy rains.
It is autumn now and there has been no rain recently, so there is only fine white sand but no water at the bottom of the hook.
Hu Biao and his companions walked forward with their backs bent on the soft sand, but they were all listening attentively.
The sound of machine guns was still ringing intermittently, and it was Lu Da Jiao who was still fighting with the Japanese army.
Lu Dajiao is the best machine gunner in their company.
Originally, machine gunners were supposed to have a follower, but Lu Dajiao's follower was also killed in the previous battle.
While resting in Jinzhou City, Wang Laomao told Lu Dajiao that he might give her the hemp pole.
But Lu Dajiao and Shang Zhen disliked each other at first sight.
Just imagine, on the first night of Shang Zhen's military service, his mouth was blocked by Lu Da Jiao's smelly, dried socks all night long. How could he possibly have a good impression of Lu Da Jiao?
But Lu Da Jiao dislikes that Shang Zhen is too thin!
In his words, his skinny body is so small that it can be broken by a gust of wind, and his waist is not even as thick as my thigh. I don’t want him!
Now it seems that it was fortunate that Shang Zhen did not serve as Lu Dajiao's deputy, otherwise he would have died too!
At this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly thought that if he lived like this, it would be better for him to die like Lu Dajiao. That's right, Lu Dajiao saved all of them with his death!
Just as they were marching, the gunfire finally stopped. At this moment, everyone knew what this meant, and they all paused involuntarily. Hu Biao's face turned gloomy.
The dead are gone, but the living still have to live because there are still so many invaders who have not been killed.
At this time, Wang Laomao gestured to Li Fushun a few times, then squatted down against the wall of the ditch.
Li Fushun held onto the wall of the ditch and stepped on Wang Laomao's shoulders with his feet to climb up. Wang Laomao then slowly stood up.
The ditch was still very deep, at least in the section where they were traveling.
More than a hundred meters away, Japanese soldiers wearing helmets and holding Type 38 rifles were patrolling around.
However, this was originally an open area, and the Japanese army was not standing on a high point, so they naturally could not see the dry ditch a hundred meters away, and there was someone in the ditch spying on them.
Li Fushun retracted his head, made a gesture to move forward, and then jumped down, and their team continued to move forward silently.
At dusk, when Hu Biao blew out the smoke rings from his mouth, they finally escaped the pursuit of the Japanese army, but his eyes looked as confused as the smoke.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm not a good person." Hu Biao, who looks very capable and tough, had a hint of decadence in his words.
Veterans such as Wang Laomao, Li Fushun and Chen Hanwen surrounded him, smoking but not responding.
Of course they understood Hu Biao's self-blame, but what right did they have to blame Hu Biao?
Under such urgent circumstances at that time, if they were asked to command the team, they would not be able to catch up with Hu Biao.
But war is always like this. How can there be perfect command? Those who say they are very knowledgeable after the fact are actually nothing when they actually command. This is the conclusion drawn by veterans based on practical experience.
"I've been a soldier for 16 or 17 years, and no less than an entire company of soldiers have died for me.
"I don't know if there's an afterlife, but I do know that if there is, I'll be working like a slave, and I don't know how long it will take me to repay my debts," Hu Biao continued.
The veterans were still smoking, and no one could respond to his words.
But it was Chen Hanwen who spoke in the end. Chen Hanwen said, "This time it doesn't count. This time we are fighting the Japs! Now I think it's just a matter of whether we die sooner or later."
What Chen Hanwen said was indeed a bit cruel. For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words and could only remain silent until dark.
Note: It is not "beat". It is a curse word in Northeast China. It means "beat" or "you are nothing".
