Banxian's voice was trembling with excitement: "Sir Hu, you're rich..."

"It's just a little thing, don't say you haven't seen it before, it's worth your fuss?" Hu Yi was in a good mood, but his tone was still calm.

After all, the casualties of the Ninth Battalion were far beyond his imagination in this battle, and the development of things became increasingly difficult to control. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Banxian didn't think so much, and was still immersed in his own logistics world: "Hehe, that was the past... You know the situation in our Ninth Camp more than me..."

Hu Yi didn't want to talk to him: "Please the grenade launcher grenade to Li Xiang, put away the crooked handkerchief for the time being. There are too many wounded people and the rifle that cannot be taken away will be buried on the hillside."

Entering the mountain from the friendly defense zone, the Ninth Battalion broke through the friendly forces and helped a lot.

The captured rifles, who have automatic weapons, should not look down on them.

The weapons in a team cannot be too complicated, otherwise the supply will be difficult. Japanese weapons have no other supply channels except for combat and capture of logistics supplies for the Japanese.

Friends seized ammunition from the Japanese, so let it go...

Hu Yi thought for a while, but he was not willing to owe favors to friendly soldiers at all.

Retracting his gaze from the ridge and looking at Zhang Weimin: "My army has suffered too many casualties at present, so I can't draw too many people for the time being, but I can arrange for people familiar with the nearby terrain to go back and find them with you..."

"That's so thankful..." Zhang Weimin was overjoyed. When the team set out from the south, they originally had a guide. Unfortunately, the guide was not a soldier after all, and he was not strong enough. He accidentally fell off the cliff and broke his leg...

I originally wanted to find a guide in the villages near the mountains, but unfortunately, either there was no one in the village, or the villagers who were left behind pretended to be stupid when they saw the Guojun.

I have also encountered the Eighth Route Guerrillas, but the Guerrillas didn't know anything about it.

He planned to exchange a gun for the guerrillas to send someone to lead the way, but the guerrillas carrying the shuttle flags actually refused directly on the grounds that he did not have a letter of introduction.

Otherwise, Zhang Weimin would not have risked attacks on the Japanese.

Until now, this person has not figured out what mass base is.

Among the wounded soldiers, He Gensheng was busy.

Wang Xiaosan called Xu Xiaomei aside and muttered a few words.

"Let me lead the way for the reactionaries?" Xu Xiaomei immediately looked as dark as the bottom of the pot: "No!"

"Reactionaries? Think about it, if they hadn't launched a raid against the Japanese, how many comrades would have sacrificed this time to break through?"

Xu Xiaomei glared: "Do you know how many comrades the reactionaries have killed?"

Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment: "Uh...well, I know a little..."

"Then do you have the face to let me take them around the mountains? According to me, it would be better if all their advisers died!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaosan could not convince this person, he directly raised Hu Yi: "This is the battalion commander's order!"

"Battery Commander? I am a guerrilla team. Your battalion commander doesn't care about me!"

"Oh, why don't you understand? It's normal for you to have a knot in your heart. I hate the reactionaries, but you have to understand that we are now working with friendly forces to fight the Japanese, and let go of the past for the time being!"

"If you want to go, don't get me involved. Who knows what these guys are so worried about? Besides, if they are beaten by the Japanese, let's find out the news based on what they are..."

"You really can think that even if they want to enter the mountain, we have already transferred all the villagers in this area. Who can he fight?"

"If you say a thousand words, there is no way to do this!"

Wang Xiaosan was stunned and had to go to Hu Yi with a dark face and report: "That, Xu Xiaomei won't do it..."

Little Hongying, who was sitting next to him by counting the machine guns, was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about his ears. He was stunned when he heard this and turned around: "Take me there..."

Not long after, Xu Xiaomei and the Ninth Camp correspondent left with friendly troops.

Wang Xiaosan next to him was stunned and admired Xiao Hongying in a state of confusion: "Hey, girl, she didn't do it after I said it, why did she agree again?"

"Hehe, I told her to take friendly troops to lead the Japanese away..."

"Ah? That's OK?"

"Don't stand here, hurry up and lift the wounded..."

A soldier ran to Hu Yi: "Report, Old Bandit Qi...Uncle Qi and the others are back..."

Hu Yi nodded: "Take me to see..."

Old bandit Qi was lying on a stretcher and shouting: "You're not alive? Hurry up and wipe out all these fires..."

The soldier carrying the stretcher muttered to the old bandit Qi: "Battleman Commander Hu is here..."

Old bandit Qi turned his head and said, "Hey, stop now, don't be too close to me..."

Liu Yuanqing on the stretcher next to him immediately shouted: "I told you that as long as you don't cough, this thing will not be contagious at all..."

"You know what's wrong, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship!"

"Hehe, as soon as I take action, the Japanese are worried, just bacteria..."

"I have never seen someone as shameless as you, and it seems that the New Five Army surrendered to the enemy has nothing to do with you..."

After hearing the two quarrels, Hu Yi was very attentive and asked the old bandit Qi directly: "How are the casualties?"

Old Bandit Qi sat up proudly from the stretcher: "Three dead, six injured, and at least hundreds of injured Japanese soldiers killed..."

"You're injured again?"

"What does it mean... When I got off the cliff, I was pulled by the dou sect's mixed ball and my old injury..."

"That's good!"

"We have to leave here quickly. When we retreat, the Japanese engineers on the ridge were facing the last line of defense to clear mines. Otherwise, the Japanese would be on the top of the ground, and even if we throw a wave of grenades, we wouldn't be able to bear it..."

"Report, a team of reinforcements came from the north of the valley..."

Hu Yi didn't hesitate anymore: "Retreat to the mountain immediately..."

Guns and cannons have already stopped in the valley.

However, explosions came from time to time in the north.

The grenades arranged by the soldiers responsible for blocking continued to explode, at the speed of the Japanese who were delaying reinforcement.

A row of torches finally lit up on the ridge to the east. Obviously, the Japanese had completely occupied the "position" of the Ninth Battalion.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! It was not until the remnants of the Japanese fleeing north met with the Japanese reinforcements in the north that the Japanese reinforcements who knew the situation accelerated.

The mountain road is not easy to walk.

The friendly troops walking in front were unable to walk fast, carrying the wounded.

After the Ninth Camp, there were more wounded people and they couldn't walk fast.

Fortunately, Xu Xiaomei is very familiar with this area, unlike the one led by Zhang Weimin who had to find a way to go down the mountain.

The Japanese reinforcements had arrived, and there were still some of the Ninth Battalion teams full of wounded soldiers in the valley that could not be squeezed into the path to the ridge.

Fortunately, the firepower of the team behind the rear was not bad, and more than ten light machine guns were waiting for the darkness that was invisible to the moonlight.

Xiao Hongying walked in front of the Ninth Camp team and hung behind the injured team of friendly troops.

Zhang Weimin fell at the end of the friendly army and kept saying a few words to Hu Yi who was following him.

Hu Yi brought the shell gun and the gun behind him, hanging his braid, and finally found an opportunity to speak: "That Battalion Commander Zhang, you still have to carry out the mission, we can do you a favor..."

"What did you say?"

"Look, it's so inconvenient for you to bring the wounded to move. If it's inconvenient, you can send the wounded to our base and return to the team after they are injured..."

"Haha, these wounded men are my brothers, so I won't bother you..." As the major battalion commander, how could he have never heard of the Eighth Route Army recruiting skills?

Xiao Hongying hit the wall and immediately pulled the gun and took his master Hu Yi: "Fox, look at how powerful the submachine guns of friendly troops..."

Hu Yi had a black line and didn't know what Xiao Hongying was planning, so he directly asked a friendly army for a submachine gun. He still couldn't open this mouth.

Although Zhang Weimin didn’t know what this girl had to do with Hu Yi.

But along the way, they heard the names and tone of the two of them talking, and their relationship was absolutely unusual. They couldn't help but shake their heads: "That Battalion Commander Hu, several of my brothers died for the party and the country. It's useless to hold this submachine gun for the time being, so... I'll give you two..."

"Oh, why are you so embarrassed?" Xiao Hongying immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, not polite at all.

Among the friendly troops, one platoon is just one squad equipped with submachine guns.

The infantry group carries rifles, the machine gun ammunition box of the machine gun group, and the guns and shells that have been decomposed on the back of the small gun group...

During the battle, not all combatants are equipped with submachine guns, which means they are well-equipped.

After all, accurate shooting at long distances still requires a rifle.

Machine guns use firepower to suppress and continuously strike.
Chapter completed!