Chapter 11 ten

When Irie fell to the ground in a panic, a second shot rang out. Very close! cried the soldier lying beside him. Irie, who had no actual combat experience, had no idea how far the enemy was, nor could he tell where the bullets came from. I used too much force when I bent down, sand got into my mouth, and Irijiang raised his face and spit. He saw the forefeet of the laden horse raised. The gunfire continued, interspersed with the neighing of horses. Irie closed his eyes and pressed his left cheek to the ground. It turned out that the soldier holding the rein had to let go of the rein because he was lying down. The horse must be trying to escape.

There was the sound of rattling wheels, and the loud noise instantly covered the gunshots.However, the sound of the wheels did not continue.When Irijang looked up again, he saw the truck ten meters in front of him swaying violently and then toppling over. The horse is also lying on the ground. The horse was shot. The soldier cried out. brute! Hasegawa's other soldiers scolded angrily. There is no immediate challenge here.Although the soldiers were ready to shoot, they had not yet pulled the trigger because the enemy could not be seen. Danger! Simultaneously with the shouting, Irie's feet were grabbed and dragged back, and the pistol in his pocket hit the ground full of pebbles, making a rattling sound.

what happened? At the moment of taking a breath, the carriage behind passed by Irie at an astonishing speed. As before, the runaway horse was frightened by the gunfire and galloped. Fortunately, Hasegawa's soldiers grabbed Irie's feet and pulled them back. The galloping horse was rushing past Irie's body.If it wasn't for Hasegawa's vigilance of the first class soldier, Rujiang would have been trampled to death by a horse's hoof. Irie was surrounded by the smoke and dust rolled up by the horseshoes and wheels, and was so stimulated that he blinked his eyes.The sweat from his forehead was also mixed with sand.

Crash!There was a sound. Horses running ahead were struck, and the tipped carriage was thrown from the road.The horse galloping behind tried to pass by, but the wheels hit the front carriage. Being hit, the galloping horse slipped and fell down, struggling continuously. During this time, gunshots were still heard from time to time. Sergeant Hasegawa, who was next to Irie, got impatient and stretched out his upper body to search ahead. As expected of a soldier who has experienced many battles, Senior Soldier Hasegawa seems to have grasped where the gunshots came from.However, the enemy was nowhere to be seen.He tried to find out, otherwise the fight would be endless.

He was at the right height to shoot at. oh There was a groan, and his right hand was pressing on the top of his left arm, bleeding from his fingers. The arm was hit. I see! Senior Hasegawa shouted, rolled and changed positions three times. Did you see the enemy? The soldier on the left growled and asked. Those guys dug a hole, about 30 meters to the left under the red clay peak.There, muzzles and human heads could be seen. Captain Hasegawa said in a voice that sounded like a moan. The guerrillas did not make use of the terrain as a general method of combat, which shows that their commander is a very flexible person.Waiting for the convoy to pass through the dangerous area, and to sneak attack when they relax their guard and take a breath, is really a clever calculation.

Without shelter, several can be made.It is also a good way to use the terrain by digging a hole in a place with a wide view and hiding it. Finally, Hasegawa and other soldiers saw through. The soldiers stared intently at the direction indicated by Senior Corps Hasegawa. Irie finally saw something of the truth. About a hundred meters from the road, every time a round black spot appeared on the ground, there would be gunshots, and then the black spot would disappear.At this time, it can be seen that the elongated rod was dragged to the ground. Apparently it was a human head and a gun.The black dots do not float in the same place, and the next black dot will suddenly appear not far from the previous one.Gunshots rang out almost one after another, showing that there was not only one person, but a considerable number of people.

The transport team knew the direction in which the guns should be aimed. The soldiers surrounding the river began to shoot.Irie also used to shoot empty guns in military training when he was a student, but now the sound of real guns and live ammunition is more piercing and harsh, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Mr. Irie, don't you have a pistol?use a pistol Captain Hasegawa's tone seemed to be cursing. Irie reached into his pocket and took out the gun he borrowed from Captain Yamazaki.Although he was not a combatant, he had to take up arms and fight in such a situation. Although he tried his best to avoid the war and live, he still couldn't escape it.

Irie fired according to the method he had learned from Captain Yamazaki, but he missed the target and just squeezed the pistol tightly with both hands, eyes closed, and pulled the trigger.Not only did he not aim at the target, but he deliberately pointed the gun upwards.The target is almost touching the ground, so of course he can't hit it with his shooting method. Needless to say, he did it on purpose. At this time, Yingxiang's face came to his mind, biting his lip and staring at him. If you shoot like this, you won't hit. Facing Yingxiang's face, Irie repeated this excuse countless times.

Strange things suddenly appeared where the guerrillas were hiding. It was a large round, silver object, and Irie, who pulled the trigger, reflexively thought of the target.The round object spins, and the association changes from a target to a wheel. The thing slanted forward toward where the convoy was leaning. There's someone behind that thing, take aim! Captain Hasegawa gave the order. The wheels cannot turn alone.The wheel was used as a shield, turned by someone hidden behind it.The large round shield spun rapidly and was approaching. Thirty meters, twenty meters in the sun, the round surface glistens.

Soldiers shot at the thing.Should have hit a few rounds. Suddenly staggering, the shield rolled and fell to the ground like a spinning top exhausted. Then, a man appeared from behind. Not good!Get back! Hearing the screams of Hasegawa's senior soldiers, Irie also lay down on his stomach, put his elbows on the ground, and quickly backed away. He also understood the situation. The person who threw off the silver shield made a gesture of throwing something.Then, a black object was thrown from the man's hand. It's a grenade! It formed a parabola in the air and landed on the wagon that fell on the side of the road.

There was such a shrill bang that the ground shook. Supplies of ammunition strapped to the carriage were hit by grenades. Irie closed his eyes at that moment, lying on the ground tightly, and heard another explosion. Did the man hiding behind the silver shield throw two grenades in a row, or did he ignite other ammunition later?Irie couldn't tell. Large grains of sand flew down and fell into Jiang's neck.This is due to the explosive impact of the grenade, and the things that were blown into the air fell down. Irie lifted his frightened face.I saw the man throwing the grenade running hard on a line parallel to the road.The soldiers fired heavily in that direction. The running man seemed to stop suddenly.The next moment, I thought the man would dance wildly in pain, but he quickly fell to the ground. The soldiers continued to shoot at the fallen man for a while. Irie stared at the scene in front of him with absent-minded eyes. He's down, do you want to shoot?Pulling the trigger out of hate?Irie really didn't want to think so. Plus the final blow, this is the prescribed procedure for killing the enemy. he told himself so. Oops!Captain Hasegawa shouted in a frightening voice: Those guys have gone behind the mountain! The figures that floated up from the ground seemed to be sucked into the bottom of the red earth mountain one by two.It was in the opposite direction to the man who threw the grenade. Shoot there! Senior Hasegawa stood up and sat down on the ground.The wounded left wrist was bandaged, and the bleeding stopped, but the pain still made him frown. Mr. Hasegawa, sitting like this is very dangerous. Irie said. Captain Hasegawa turned around and replied: They won't fight anymore. In the distance, as soon as the figures who got out of the cave and ran into the mountains appeared, the muzzles of the soldiers would shoot in that direction together. Finally no one was seen. Did they all escape?Senior Soldier Hasegawa bit his lip and went over there to have a look! The soldiers began to crawl forward, and Irie also crawled behind.Hasegawa, who couldn't move his left wrist, moved forward only with his right wrist, and his speed was still faster than Irie. From a distance, I thought it was a cave, but when I got closer, I realized that it was a well-made trench, and there was no one in it. The golden cicada has escaped its shell! Senior Soldier Hasegawa was talking to himself. The trench was about 20 meters long, and the right end was almost connected to the mountain. It was dug quite deep, but there was no mound next to it.The soil from which the trenches were dug may have been dumped into the mountains with a dustpan.It may have been done in a short time, but it was solidly done. chasing? a soldier asked. Captain Hasegawa shook his head and said: No, after escaping into the mountains, there is nothing we can do. There are only ten of us. I do not know how many guerrillas were hiding in the trenches.When the figures disappeared at the foot of the mountain, almost all of them had escaped.Irie only saw two people, but that was the last figure. You will be scolded by the squad leader! Hasegawa, who fell down in front of the trench, was very depressed and looked back. The wagons on the road were shrouded in black smoke, and raging red flames could be seen.Second Lieutenant Miyake must have blushed and was furious that such an important munitions and food had been destroyed. However, a guerrilla was finally killed! A soldier said with a relieved expression. With heavy steps, the soldiers returned to the road. On the way, the silver round object fell there.It turned out to be a round table top, a larger table top that was stacked on top of the original round table when there were a lot of people having dinner.The tabletop is still welded with foreign iron. If you look carefully, there are two pieces. The board is very thick, and there are several bullet marks on the surface of the foreign iron, but none of them penetrated. If you hold a shield in one hand and throw a grenade in the other, the man won't get hit said a soldier. No, not like that.Captain Hasegawa stared at the table, lost in thought just now.The man didn't come out to throw a grenade.To draw our attention, to shoot him so his buddies escape.Sacrifice himself to let his partner escape for his life. Oh, although he is an enemy, he is an admirable person! The soldiers looked at each other, and they all turned their eyes to the guerrilla corpse lying in the rice field. Is it really dead?Someone asked.Shooting so intensively, it is impossible to be alive. It has already become a honeycomb. Go check it out! Everyone approached the man.The running soldier knelt down to examine the body of the guerrilla, shook his head and said: Indeed dead. The light blue Chinese tunic suit has begun to turn black and is stained with blood. He was hit by multiple bullets.The soldiers turned the body over. Irie was also sandwiched between them, and squatted down to glance at the face of the deceased. Huh, ah A sound came out unexpectedly from his throat, and Irie swallowed it back hastily. Irie remembers seeing the blood-stained face on the left side. small soup Blindfolded Irie was taken to the home of the guerrillas, and Irie was asked questions according to Wolong's instructions. The next day, Irie was carried on the back seat of the bicycle and sent to the man on the street. Smiling when we parted, the face of the man who suddenly appeared from behind the peach tree resurfaced in Irie's mind. When Irikawa returned the blindfold, the man said: Hey, you're an honest man!The boss is right, you are not a bad person. Mischievously closed one eye and grinned.Those words are still vividly echoing in Irie's ears. Tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and Irie sniffled his nose. It's too pitiful to leave it like this, so throw it in the trenches. Senior Soldier Hasegawa said. Irie put his hands under the corpse's shoulders, and the other soldiers lifted their feet, and soldiers on the left and right helped to lift their backs. The corpse is heavy. The group of people carrying the corpse walked extremely slowly, and the soldiers who were usually rough, now had serious expressions. When they got to the trench, two soldiers jumped in, caught the body that slowly slid down from the river, and carefully placed it horizontally in the trench. Irie's hands were covered in blood.And warm blood. Although no one gave orders, Iri bowed his head and prayed silently for the dead. Wow, the horse is grazing, it seems to be our horse. Hasegawa Kami said, his head turned to the road. Two wagons were still burning. The first horse was shot by the partisans, and the frightened horse behind it hit the wheel and fell to the ground.When it was hit by a grenade, it must have hit something, and the yoke around the horse's neck came off.The freed horse then jumped up and fled from the carriage. A partisan bled to death and was buried in a trench.A horse was quietly grazing in the grass at the corner of the road about 50 meters away from the car as if nothing had happened. On the burning carriage, something exploded, and the sharp and ear-piercing sound made the quiet spring air tremble.