"Commander, they came out of the forest and retreated to the west." At the command of the Republic of Negro, Stefan Schgwa was reporting the latest movements of the Elena army.

"Very good, as I expected," the Tai family smiled, "ordered the 1st Division of the 21st Army to chase with the fastest speed! We must chase them out like hunting dogs and ducks, and then catch them all in one go!"

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The fifteen-minute rest time was very short, and the soldiers could only complete basic weapon maintenance. After the water in the portable kettle was exhausted, the soldiers could not even find a place to add water to the kettle and steam tank. As for the soldiers injured in the battle, they could only simply bandage and wait for subsequent processing. After completing the most basic renovation, the team that fought a tough battle for the first time set off again.

The forest has a natural terrain bonus to Gastens's troops. The strait line tactics can fully exert their power in this terrain and cause huge damage to the pursuing enemies. If the pursuing enemies are not arranged, they cannot fight back at the same number of people or several times. If they are arranged, they cannot advance in the forest. Therefore, after rest, Elena's team only killed sporadic enemy scouts, and after more than two hours of passage, they came out from the west side of the forest.

"After walking so far, can you get rid of the pursuers?" Ivan stood on the edge of the forest, looking at the scenery in the distance. The midsummer sun shone on his face, reflecting the traces of sweat and stains that were smeared with extreme clarity.

"It's very difficult. The enemy has scouts following us along the way. The soldiers behind the palace killed a lot, but there are still. Look at the tobacco smoke columns behind us, which are the signals sent by the scouts to the rear. So, we are still not out of danger."

Belancher's guerrilla experience is richer than Ivan, and he is clearer about the tactics that the enemy may use. "Head, although I don't know the routines of the Republic of Negru, judging from my experience in fighting with Eliot's troops, when the opponent knows that our ammunition is about to be exhausted, it is the craziest time for the enemy. We cannot relax until we arrive at the supply point and complete ammunition supply."

"How much ammunition do we have?" Gastens put down the telescope in his hand and looked at Ivan.

"There is only 30% of the soldiers in the Leiming Type now have more than one magazine reserve. Half of the remaining soldiers have less than 30 bullets in their hands, and half of them have been exhausted. Because of the heavy and inconvenient transportation, we have not brought out many of them and the bullets are limited. At present, there are about 30 magazines, each magazine has fifty bullets, about 1,500 bullets." Ivan is now very sensitive to the number of ammunition in the two teams.

"Even if one bullet is one enemy, we can only kill thousands of enemies at most, right?" Gastens asked, and saw Ivan and Belanchel nodding, giving their latest orders.

"Let's go, we will head to the ammunition supply point as soon as possible, and be alert to the pursuit of the troops at any time!"

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An hour after leaving the forest, an enemy light cavalry was placed on Elena's troops.

"They actually have cavalry?" Ivan was a little anxious now, "Why didn't you take it out soon?"

"They took it out early, and it would not be good for us." Belanchel handed a piece of dried potatoes in his hand to Ivan. "When we were fighting guerrillas in the east, we were chased by cavalry. Most of the time, there were mountains entering the mountains and forests, which could be thrown away. Moreover, the enemy did not dare to fight us head-on, they could not defeat them."

"But always chasing us like this, won't we always be under the enemy's nose?" Ivan frowned. He was in a bad mood after being chased behind his butt for a long time.

"Working guerrilla warfare, there are no pursuers behind your butt, can it still be called guerrilla warfare?" Gastens was also chewing dried potatoes. Soaking them in salt water and drying them in the dry potatoes doesn't taste bad. Gastens was very satisfied with the food.

"The head said it, there is nothing we can do about it." Ivan took the dried potato handed over by Belancher, chewed it for a few bites, and made a vague voice, "If this continues, should we take them to the supply point?"

"That's definitely not possible," Gastens had already thought about this question. "After the enemy's cavalry catch up, the infantry will definitely arrive soon. If they are caught by their large troops, it will be difficult for us to get out. We will discuss it later. We will leave overnight today, divide the troops into two groups, lure the enemy one by one, and pretend to make a big fuss, and attract the attention of the enemy. The other party took most of the troops and horses to quietly go to the supply point. After replenishing ammunition, we will look for opportunities and the troops that lure the enemy to reconcile, kill the enemy and shoot back the enemy."

"Boss, I'll lure the enemy! I have rich experience in fighting guerrillas, and my old subordinates of the guerrilla brigade are also veterans, so there is absolutely no problem."

Before Gastens finished speaking, Belanchel raised his hand, "It's safest to leave this matter to me."

"You can't leave," Ivan pressed Belancher's hand, "You must act with the head. Your experience and your troops must ensure the safety of the head. Let me and my production brigade go to fight. Many of us came from the suicide squad, and the comrades are familiar with the matter of escaping."

"Head, let me go. With such a dangerous task as luring the enemy, only we guerrilla warfare experts can better complete your orders."

Belangel turned his head and looked at Gastens. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, full of confidence and fighting spirit.

"Boss, let me go, Belancheer must follow you. Our production brigade will not be worse than his guerrilla column! And it is more appropriate to let the suicide squads do it, what do you think?"

Ivan also turned his head and looked at Gastens. His eyes were also full of sincerity and fighting spirit, without fear.

Seeing the reactions of the two comrades, Gastens was a little dazed. He had the idea of ​​seizing troops to lure the enemy since he left the forest. However, he had not yet figured out how to convince his two comrades. After all, the tempting enemy took greater risks and might even die. He knew that as long as he gave orders, neither comrades would reject him. But he did not expect that before he even had time to give orders, the two comrades began to rush to lure the enemy.

You know, in the absence of ammunition, that is the most dangerous job.

"I have already thought about this," Gastenth turned his head and gently wiped his eyes. "Belangel Warren, your troops are experienced and you have fought guerrilla warfare yourself. It can be said that you know more about practical experience than me. I believe you, I believe you will not let me down, and I will not let Elena down. However, I can't give you too much troops. A regiment is the limit. I can guarantee that each of your regiment has at least one magazine. How about it, can you complete the mission?"

"Boss, there is only one group--"

Ivan tried to interrupt anxiously. How could a regiment of troops and a regiment of insufficient ammunition fight against the army behind them? But before his doubts could be expressed, he was interrupted by Belancher.

"Make sure to complete the task!"

Belancher stood up and gave a solemn military salute. Gastens stood up and hugged him gently.

"Don't die, brother."

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"Commander, the cavalry has caught up with the enemy. What should we do next?" At the command of the Republic of Neglu, Stefan Schgwa, chief of staff of the Eastern Front Command, planted a small flag in the place where Gastens and the others rested. "There are plains around here, and the terrain is very suitable for pursuit. Once the cavalry is attached, they cannot escape. However, according to the combat effectiveness they have shown before, if they want to take them steadily, they must send at least three to four divisions."

"They have no ammunition. The Elena troops, which have no bullets, are like us. They have two eyes and one mouth, and they are all humans. When they fight, they are the same." The Tai family Bush smiled. Although the enemy's ambush caused heavy losses to his side, the Niglu Republic was the first to force the enemy to turn around and escape. As the commander-in-chief of this battle, the Tai family was in the mood and had reason to be happy.

"Then...we will send two divisions?" Stefan Schgva was a little uncertain, "Are the two divisions not safe?"

"Who said that we would send two divisions?" Tai'i family looked at Shigwa, "Let the 17th Army and the 18th Army go, carry the luggage and carry only the essentials, and hurry over as quickly as possible. Tell the cavalry to continue to harass the enemy according to our previous deployment, and don't let them rest. When the 17th and 18th Army arrive, four divisions will work for them, but they will still be two incomplete brigades. It should be fine."

"Okay Commander", Stefan Schgva nodded, "This time we seized a large number of enemy Thunder Rifles and four Luoshan Steam Machine Guns. How to deal with it?"

"Send it to the rear at the fastest speed, so that the people in the Weapons Research Institute can absorb and digest it at the most speed. If they are useful, we will not use human lives to fill the holes in the weapon here."

After Tai'e Bush gave the answer, he thought about it again.

"You let John Clemonds and Alan Cavallo come over, and I'll talk to them again. This pursuit is a rare opportunity for us. Once the other party has time to replenish ammunition, it will be difficult to have such a good opportunity. So no matter how big the sacrifice is, you must catch the enemy and destroy the enemy, understand?"

"I understand," Stefan Schgwazheng pointed his head and turned away. Tai'e Bush stood in front of the sand table, looking at the place where the enemy temporarily rested, and silently.

Elena was on the east side, but these people were fleeing west. They were walking in the opposite direction, and what purpose were there except trying to get rid of themselves?

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On the night when he decided to divide his troops, Gastens and Ivan led most of the production brigade and guerrilla brigades to leave the vast majority of the ammunition and quietly left the place where they were stationed. Belancheir led a guerrilla brigade and continued to station in place. In order to confuse the enemy's cavalry's sight, he and the guerrilla brigade's first brigade began to deliberately make some noises and retreat shortly after Gastens left. However, their direction was to continue to retreat southwest, while Gastens began to approach the supply point on the east side.

The next afternoon, the 17th and 18th Army, which were marching rapidly, caught up with the cavalry. Due to the continuous harassment and high mobility of the cavalry, although Belancher's troops also caused certain casualties to the cavalry during several contacts, they did not get rid of the enemy. Instead, the continuous battle consumed a lot of physical strength of the soldiers. From the beginning of the ambush to being caught by the enemy's large forces, Belancher and his guerrilla brigade were in a state of tension all day, and everyone was very tired. In addition to the harassment of the enemy's cavalry, although the ammunition problem was solved, the soldiers' combat effectiveness did not recover much.

"Brig Commander, we have successfully attracted the large army. The leader should be fine, right?"

The commander of the first regiment of the Guerrilla Brigade, Oleg Warren, the warrior of the former Sharp Knife Company, held his gun and asked while walking. Wherever they could see were the cavalry following them on horseback, as well as a large number of infantry who were also advancing quickly.

"We cannot be taken lightly. Now we are still close to our heads. If they find a flaw, the head may be in danger. We must continue to disguise and take them to a place farther away from the head and safer, do you know?"

"Know!"

Oleg nodded and pulled the switch of his steam backpack, "Brig Commander, you didn't think about going back alive after taking on this task, right?"

Oleg spoke very lowly, but Belanchel still heard it. He suddenly stopped and looked around. The soldiers around him were marching rapidly, and no one seemed to notice their conversation.

"Who said that we have been fighting guerrilla for so long and can't even get rid of this little enemy. You underestimate us too much, right?"

"The terrain here is flat, and the enemy has cavalry. If you run, you can't run. If you don't have enough ammunition, we can't get rid of the enemy at all, right?"

Oleg's voice was very calm. When he was a warrior in the Sharp Knife Company, he was discovered by Belancheel because of his good brain and a natural intuition about fighting, and became the leader of the group step by step. Now, he also realized Belancheel's idea and made it clear that he just wanted to confirm and prepare.

"..." Belancheer was silent. After a while, he spoke.

"This time is indeed different from the past. The battle is difficult to fight. But there is no hope. We have lived in Ailena for so long, but it is really impossible to break it up and hide it in the homes of the people and farmers. Maybe there is hope. Moreover, if they get the ammunition, they will come back to meet us. So, no matter how difficult the battle is, we cannot lose confidence first, do we know?"

"Yeah", Oleg nodded and then added softly.

"Brig Commander, even if you take us to death, we will go. For the sake of revolution, necessary sacrifices are never avoided, right?"

Belancheer was silent again, and he moved forward quietly, measuring the road under his feet. The gunshots behind him rang out from time to time, which were the troops behind the palace that were constantly blocking the enemy. The summer wind blew past the two, filled with restlessness that had nowhere to vent.

“It’s so hot.”

It took a long time before Belancheer said something irrelevant.

"Yes, it's so hot."

Oleg replied and fell silent.
Chapter completed!