I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Hirano Ayaki and Motoki Shinichiro were a little hesitant after seeing the situation behind them. Go back to save people? Obviously this was a trap set by the enemy. They cut them in the middle, perhaps waiting for them to change direction. If they didn't go back, no one dared to order them to continue to flee. The two division commanders stopped, and the guards and military police around them also stopped. However, ordinary soldiers couldn't care so much. Before the order came down, they rushed forward as much as possible. Who knows when the division commander would wave his hand and stop somewhere to go back to attack the enemy position.

The two looked at each other awkwardly, but the soldiers had almost rushed past the position where the two men stopped their horses. It was obviously unrealistic to organize a counterattack. The two captains turned their horses around silently and wished for the best! If seven or eight thousand soldiers couldn't even organize a counterattack, there was nothing to say.

The pursuing troops had already caught up with the fleeing soldiers. The soldiers carrying rocket launchers had been chasing them all the way, their shoulders were worn out. They had no time to catch their breath and knelt on one leg ready to fire. The auxiliary soldiers quickly loaded the rockets. Dozens of rocket launchers fired at the same time. More than a hundred Japanese soldiers who were still hesitating whether to fight back were blown off the map at the same time. Seeing that the firepower of the pursuers was still strong, the ones behind madly crowded forward.

The machine guns of the ambushing soldiers of the second and third regiments were almost smoking. What a stubborn brain! Can't we run to both sides? We must chase the team in front, but running to both sides is futile. If we charge north or south at the beginning, there may be a glimmer of hope, but now we have been defeated and can't escape anywhere.

The pursuing team did not set up machine guns. The rocket soldiers were in front and the soldiers holding submachine guns were behind, compressing the Japanese on the road and on both sides of the road to the maximum. The artillery team also caught up and began to build positions behind the rocket soldiers. When the Japanese army was compressed to a certain size, artillery had to be used to clear space.

Seeing that the Japanese army could not make any waves, the two regiment commanders almost simultaneously ordered the cavalry battalions to continue their pursuit. The reserve cavalry battalions in the two north and south positions did not play many roles that night. They only supported the north and south positions and used submachine guns to repel several Japanese breakouts. They followed and thought that the defeated soldiers who were cut off would attack the front line, but they did not expect that they would still be useless. After hearing the order, they mounted their horses and charged forward. Their final mission was to join forces with the cavalry regiment that blocked the lead and kill the defeated soldiers before the waist.

The team in front was still fleeing frantically. Hirano Ayaki and Motoki Shinichiro were silent. Are they safe? Even if they were safe, they were finished. How many people were left? At most, there were only 10,000 fleeing soldiers! They were all frightened and fleeing soldiers. Seeing many soldiers collapse on the ground to rest, the two shouted loudly:

"Get up and continue retreating, quickly"!

"Don't stop, just run another ten kilometers and you'll be safe. With the cover of the naval guns, they won't dare to continue chasing you."

The soldiers complained that it would be better to stay and fight the enemy to the death than to run to death like this. However, when they heard the cover of the ship's guns, they got up and continued to run away while panting.

Boom! Boom!

The ground suddenly began to tremble. What was that sound? All the fleeing soldiers stopped, wondering why the ground was shaking.

"Cavalry, it's cavalry"!

The two division commanders were terrified, and so were all the fleeing soldiers. The cavalry was not to be feared, because there were artillery positions and machine gun positions. Are there any now? There are machine guns, but where are they? They must have been lost along the way!

"Quick, establish a line and organize defense"!

"Machine guns, set up the machine guns!"

It was too late, the cavalry had come into sight. The faint moonlight illuminated a black shadow, like a demon in the dark night, opening its bloody mouth to swallow this side.

"There are cavalry behind us!"

The Japanese army was really panicking. Many Japanese soldiers were in despair. They had already run out of strength. How could they survive facing the cavalry in front, behind, and on both sides? Many Japanese soldiers left the road and hid in the fields, perhaps hiding there was a glimmer of hope.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

The submachine gun fired. It was a brilliant move by Shen Honglie. The cavalrymen had to be able to use rocket launchers and fire submachine guns while riding on horses. The hundreds of submachine guns in front fired a round of fire, and the Japanese soldiers who were about to gather to block the attack were cleared out in an instant.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cavalry was about to charge into the Japanese army when suddenly more than a dozen flares were fired around them, making both sides of the entire road as bright as day.

puff!

A head flew up.

Puff puff!

Countless heads flew up. When the Japanese soldiers saw the devilish faces of the cavalrymen on horseback, they lost the courage to raise their guns. They threw down their guns and fled in all directions. The flying heads gave them endless strength. They would rather die than be beheaded!

The two cavalry battalions behind also fired a round of shots and rushed into the Japanese troops with sabers raised.

"Fight back! Fight back quickly!"

"Machine gun, set up the machine gun quickly."

The two division commanders were going crazy. How could they run at this time? No matter how fast they ran, could they outrun the war horses?

As soon as the cavalry regiment came into contact with the devils, it instantly separated four arrows from the battalion. The flares were constantly rising into the air. The cavalry behind the arrows had nothing to do with them. They grabbed the reins with one hand and fired with the other. It was really a good skill. There were more than 30 cavalrymen around the two division commanders. The flares illuminated their shouting faces. They were so anxious. Are they in a hurry to reincarnate? The arrows of the third battalion swung their tails and just threw dozens of cavalrymen near the two division commanders.

Seeing dozens of cavalrymen raising their submachine guns at the same time, Hirano Ayaki instantly dismounted and crawled under the horse's belly. Motoki Shinichiro and the guards also noticed the raised submachine guns. Just as they were about to pull their horses away to avoid them, gunshots were heard.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

A round of strafing fire, the hit rate is not very good, but there are enough bullets, more than a thousand bullets are enough to take care of a small group of cavalry, and they can be killed all of them even if they are blindfolded.

Shinichiro Motoki was hit by three bullets and was thrown off his horse. His right foot was still stuck in the stirrup and he had no strength to pull it out. He saw with wide eyes that Hirano Ayaki was lying under the horse's belly, and there was a mockery in his eyes as he died.

The horses were frightened. Some of them that were hit by bullets began to run wildly, and those that were not hit were also swept away. Hirano Ayaki regretted it. He felt that he might as well have been killed after being stamped on by several horses' hooves. Motoki Shinichiro was not much better off after his death, as one of his feet was stuck in the stirrup and he was dragged all the way by the mad warhorse.

The machine guns started firing again. It was hard to carry them from Longmen Ridge, but the cavalry were too fast. They shook their heads and tails, and soon the cavalry came into the 200-meter range. It took only 20 seconds for more than a dozen submachine guns to empty the magazines. The machine gunners who had no cover were instantly turned into rags.

The four arrows merged with the two arrows. They used the light of the flares to dodge them. It was no joke when they collided.

Six arrows crisscrossed each other. The soldiers had already changed their sabers, but they felt they could no longer cut. Shen Zizhong had already rolled up two of his sabers and had no choice but to move to the side. The cavalry behind him immediately filled the gap. Shen Zizhong changed his saber and continued to accelerate to get back into the arrow waist.