Chapter 3 Morning Star (Sixth)

It has to be said that the quality of the officers and soldiers of the Kantong Army was not on the same level as the left-behind Japanese troops. Although they were slapped in the face two consecutive times, they could still quickly implement the orders of their superiors. Soon, two cars that were originally used to transport arms were vacated. Saburo Suzuki selected two of the most elite squadrons from his own squadron, took a car, and set up four heavy machine guns specially dispatched by Kan Akira Kawada to the first squadron, and chased forward with great momentum.

After chasing for three or four miles, they saw the Chinese cavalry again under a hill. This time, the Chinese cavalry failed to gain advantage from the Japanese like the previous two times. Four heavy machine guns and two light machine guns that had already been on the carriage were already on the carriage. Before the Chinese cavalry approached, they spewed out a hot fire snake, which made them retreat in panic and chased the horses for more than two miles. It was not until Kawata Kiyosaki sent a messenger to remind Suzuki Saburo to be careful of the Chinese ambush, and the latter reluctantly ordered the speed to slow down. While waiting for the follow-up troops to follow up, they loudly discussed the gains and losses of the just ending of the battle.

"Haha, it turns out that the Chinese cavalry is only capable. I thought they were different from the Chinese soldiers in other places." The Japanese squad leader Sanada Muchi, who had suffered a loss once under the Chinese cavalry, let go of his fingers that had been pulling the trigger of the handlebar, raised his fist, and pounded the carriage in front of him. During the contact battle just now, at least five Chinese soldiers were hit by machine gun bullets. Although it was not clear what method they used to stick their bodies to the back of the mount and did not fall down, based on past combat experience, Sanada Muchi believed that these five people would definitely lose their combat effectiveness completely. If the bullets were not taken out in time, it would be very difficult to save their lives.

"Yes, I always thought we could do nothing about them if we ran fast. No matter how fast we ran, can we run over heavy machine gun bullets?" Several other Japanese soldiers on the same car were also proud. They were too frustrated by the two slapped in the face of the Chinese cavalry. They were so frustrated that they could hardly straighten their backs and breathe smoothly. Fortunately, they finally found the venue in this round, and everyone no longer had to walk to their destination with humiliation.

As the immediate boss of these two Japanese soldiers, the squadron leader Saburo Suzuki was also happy, but his face was serious, "Don't be too happy too early. Those Chinese people won't give up so easily. Maybe after a while, they still want to come over and try their own weight."

"Will they come over and die?" Sanada Murata shook his head and sneered, "Then let's prepare the bullets. If the Chinese dare to come over and make trouble next time, they will be completely dealt with."

"Yes, yes, kill them all." "Kill them all so that they won't be entangled by them on the way endlessly," the other Japanese soldiers also shouted arrogantly. As soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Kwantung Army, they should have a little bit of the arrogance of the Imperial Japanese Kwantung Army. They suffered a loss the first two times because they didn't take their opponents seriously. Once the Kwantung Army decided to take it seriously, no one could get any advantage from them.

"Yes." Hearing the Japanese soldiers under his command one by one, the squadron leader Saburo Suzuki nodded with satisfaction, "Then everyone cheer up and prepare to welcome the next battle. This grassland will witness our glory."

While saying inspiring words, he raised his head and glanced back and forth on the low green hills around him. Chinese cavalry, where have you hidden? Do you still have the courage to come out again to cause trouble for the Japanese Imperial Army? Do you still have the courage to give up like this?

Just behind a hill five miles southwest of Saburo Suzuki, Zhao Tianlong was working with his brothers to recover his strength. The injured and war horses were sent to a hidden place by the health officer for first aid. Now there were twenty-one cavalry left by him, and the men and horses were covered in sweat. Every time the horse's hooves moved, they would leave a large wet mark on the grass.

They were very tired. After three consecutive attacks at the Japanese, they then drove off the enemy at high speed, which almost exhausted the physical strength of each cavalry to the limit. If there was a haystack nearby, they would like to lie down immediately with their war horses and sleep for three days and three nights before getting up again.

However, the current situation between the enemy and us made everyone understand that lying down and sleeping is an impossible luxury. The Japanese were not deceived. Although the Japanese were provoked by everyone three times in a row, they always maintained intact marching order. The distance between each two teams was never more than 300 meters. Any team was attacked, and other teams could quickly surround them. Using the team under attack as the support point, giving the attacker an internal and external attack.

"The Japanese are so calm." Zhao Tianlong took out a large piece of milk tofu that had been soaked in sweat from his pocket. While slowly chewing with his teeth, he said with a frown. In addition to sucking cold numbers at the enemy today, his mission today is also responsible for making anger out of the enemy and chasing everyone's footsteps into the trap pre-arranged by the guerrillas. Now, the entire mission has only been completed less than two-thirds, and he encountered a huge problem.

"I didn't expect the Japanese to react so quickly, and they actually thought of putting the machine gun on the car." Zheng Xiaobao gasped while imitating Zhao Tianlong's appearance, took out the milk tofu from his arms, and grind it into crushed porridge with his teeth bit by bit.

"Yes, those machine guns just now are too immoral." Several other soldiers also chewed the milk tofu hard while talking loudly. "Even if we still fire a few shots like before, we will be caught up with bullets from behind. Squad Leader Liu, Squad Leader Liu and others were injured just now."

"Yes." Zhao Tianlong glanced at everyone, frowned even more. If he did not continue to launch a harassing attack on the enemy, he would definitely not disrupt the order of the Japanese marching. But if he continued to launch an attack, more than half of the brothers around him would not be able to come back alive after the next battle. The Japanese had too many machine guns, so that they could arrange three thrusts in a car. There was one thrust in front of the car and on both sides of the car body. The continuous firepower was sprayed, so that the cavalry could no longer use a cold attack like before and then retreat.

"It would be great if there was another squad of infantry beside us, lying on the hills to provide us with fire cover." Knowing that the master was in a difficult situation at the moment, Zheng Xiaobao actively helped to find an idea.

"Yes." Zhao Tianlong pondered again, without commenting. Using the current tactic of not dismounting the horse, the maneuverability of the cavalry squadron was at least twice as high as before, but the shortcomings of light cavalry poor defense and poor fighting ability were becoming increasingly obvious. Especially for enemies who were prepared, due to the lack of support from heavy weapons, everyone's offensives often can only last for about one or two minutes. After this time, they will become a moving target in front of the enemy machine gunners because of the decrease in horse speed.

"I'll find a way to kill him first." Another soldier named Tian thought for a while and spoke out his opinion loudly. "I'll find two people to ambush in the grass in advance. When the car drove past them, they suddenly shot and killed the main shooter."

"You can also throw two grenades into the car." Another old guerrilla leaned up and wiped the sweat from his face while proposing, "The Japanese carriage is just a little big. As long as the grenades can be thrown in, it will definitely kill several of them."

"Yes, give them a ruthless move, so you won't have to worry about stopping and not chasing us." Other guerrillas joined in, talking nonsense.

"Then if the Japanese follow-up troops get entangled, how can we get out?" Suddenly, an old guerrilla soldier named Yang raised his head and asked in a muffled voice.

Immediately, everyone fell silent, turned cavalry into infantry, ambushed on both sides of the road, and launched an attack on the car at close range. It was indeed possible to catch the Japanese off guard, but if the Japanese in the car failed to lose their combat effectiveness quickly and the large Japanese troops following the car were entangled, everyone would not have any chance to escape.

Should we escape with regrets or take risks and ensure the completion of the task at any cost. No one can continue to be calm in the face of life and death choices.

They were lowering their heads and eating grass, and they felt the dull atmosphere around them. They raised their heads one after another and sniffed gently. Compared with humans, they were more sensitive to danger and would never take the initiative to die without external force.

Zhao Tianlong, who was thinking, was awakened by the sound of the war horse's sniff. He smiled and spitted the chewed milk tofu on his palm, and gently handed it to the mouth of Huang Feima. The rich milk fragrance immediately dispelled the fear in Huang Feima's heart. The already hungry war horse stuck out his tongue and licked the broken milk tofu cleanly in two mouthfuls.

Zhao Tianlong took out a second piece of milk tofu from his close-fitting pocket, bit it into pieces, grind it into pieces, and fed it to Huangfama in one bite. The war horse never disliked his master's dirty saliva. He lowered his head and stretched out his red tongue to lick Zhao Tianlong's palm.

When Zheng Xiaobao and other cavalry saw this, they all smiled. They imitated Zhao Tianlong and fed the milk tofu in their mouths to their respective mounts. In the minds of the cavalry, war horses are always more delicate than themselves and need timely supplementary nutrition.

When the milk tofu in my pocket was almost completely consumed, the sound of the car's engine reached the low hill. Zhao Tianlong pricked up his ears, estimated the distance between the enemy and us based on the sound of the engine, and waved hard at everyone, "Xiaobao stays here as a horse stake. The others followed me to set up an ambush on the side of the road, concentrate firepower to attack the heavy machine guns at the front of the two cars. After the sneak attack, he immediately retreated and fled to Squirrel Mountain. Lao Zheng led a squadron to respond to us there, be careful not to fall off the horse. Even if he fell off the horse, don't let himself fall into the hands of the Japanese."
Chapter completed!