Chapter Fifty Encounter Battle

  “Cuckoo, cuckoo……” Just as Liu He was about to listen to the report of the scout who had just arrived, a sudden burst of urgent bird calls came from afar. This meant an emergency situation. In fact, the enemy was less than five miles away and they were still marching rapidly.

  "You, report quickly, how many people are in the nearest team to us, and what kind of troops they are."

  "Yes, captain, it seems that the nearest one is in the direction where the alarm was sent. The devils have a company with more than 200 people, all infantry, lightly armed, only a few light machine guns. In another direction, at Xiao Zhao village, we found out that a small team moved in yesterday, it seems that this devil army is heading towards them. Is there a traitor among them? Otherwise, this situation wouldn't happen. Report finished."

  Liu He listened to the report while looking around at the surroundings, which was a scene after a heavy snowfall. The view was all white as far as the eye could see. "You, go and check how deep that ditch is over there, and see if we can hide in it." About 50 meters away from the road, there was a ditch filled with thick snow, and on the other side were several large trees, which made it very difficult for everyone to hide.

  "Report to the captain, the ditch ahead can hide one person, and even in the snowy ground ahead, guns can be concealed. The trees on that side can also hide people, but you need to be careful when climbing the tree, otherwise it will be exposed."

  "Alright, hide everything in the ditch and on the trees, and make sure to cover up any traces that might be seen by people passing through here."

  The task only needs to be arranged and it will be done, Liu He doesn't need to worry about the specific things. If he has spare time, he might check again, but now time is tight, so he quickly climbed up a tree. There were already over a dozen people on this tree, all of whom had been trained beforehand. Before hiding, they had put on a piece of cloth with the same color as the white snow, so from afar, it was impossible to see any signs of people on the tree, only seeing clumps of white snow on the branches, slowly falling off with the gentle breeze. Besides, those devils were going to go ahead and intercept an army that came from who-knows-where, naturally they wouldn't care about the trees by the road.

  Moreover, in the distant ditch, Liu He could still make out on the trees, one by one, white protrusions and a few ridges, which were the marks of team members and guns. But if you take a closer look, nothing can be seen at all.

  "Rustle, rustle, rustle..." A series of footsteps echoed from afar. No wonder the scouts didn't even have time to rush back and report. The enemy was advancing in a jog, if there were any scouts who came to report, they probably wouldn't have finished reporting before the enemy arrived. Li Lu fully trusted that the scout he sent ahead could judge which route the enemy took, so they only sounded the alarm from afar. This wasn't just one or two days of coordination, after all, each scout bore the lives of all the guerrilla fighters on their shoulders.

  Suddenly, the little devil stopped in front of Liu He, and a squad leader in front was waving his hand, meaning to stop the advance of the troops. Then he took out his binoculars and looked at the village in the distance.

  "Rat-a-tat, fire at will." His hand moved swiftly downwards, he himself didn't move from the spot, but the Japanese soldiers behind him were running forward with their guns at the ready, this was what it meant for the Japanese to enter a village.

  Liu He slowly adjusted the muzzle, waiting for the enemy troops to enter the ambush circle. "Bang, bang." The advantage of being a captain is that you can eliminate an enemy commander every time. This time, the deputy commander had planned to wait until the main force passed by and then advance at the rear of the formation, but unexpectedly he became Liu He's first target.

  "Nani, nani." A burst of gunfire suddenly stunned the group of devils advancing forward. Those who reacted quickly pulled the bolt back, loading a bullet into the chamber. The slower ones were still looking around, wondering where this sudden attack came from and whether they had been deceived.

  As the deputy commander of the ghost squad, he was fortunate to have been killed with a beautiful wish for meritorious service and reward. When he encountered the attack, he didn't even have time to think about encountering an attack before being shot in the head and gone.

  And his subordinates, several small team leaders, were not so lucky. After the first wave of attacks passed, they had not been hit yet, and their first thought was that they had been deceived. This was not a high-level secret from the traitor, but someone deliberately lured them into the trap. As a result, before they could think it through, the second wave of attacks came again. At this time, even the standing devils fell down. The devils who fell in the second wave probably wouldn't understand how they died even when they arrived at King Yan's place.

  They would never have thought that this was an accidental encounter and a premature death. The original design of Li Road required ambushing another team of devils in tens of miles, which had more heavy weapons in their hands, making the ambush relatively easier.

  "Waaaahhh..." The sound of wailing echoed from the side of the road, this was the reason why the devils were running around. In the first wave of attacks, although some shots hit their mark, there were a few that didn't quite have good aim but still managed to hit the devils' hearts, naturally these were shot from the side. It could be said that most of the devils hadn't died, and instead were wailing on the ground.

  Logistics team, go. The next task was naturally the logistics team's, and they first had to check if there were any Japanese devils who hadn't died yet. If not, they would give them another blow. Maybe there were Japanese devils hiding and pretending to be dead, which also needed to be identified to prevent them from hurting people. Of course, Liu He and the others didn't need to take prisoners, and naturally, they would all follow battlefield discipline. However, so far, no Japanese devils had been found pretending to be dead, and even those who were injured would try their best to get up and fight again. But since they were injured, they were all wounded in critical areas, and naturally, they didn't have the ability to hurt people again. Still, Liu He made them follow procedure, and if there was one person inside who still had the ability to hurt people and didn't follow procedure, it could be said that this guerrilla team would pay the price of one or several lives. This was something Liu He absolutely wouldn't allow.

  "Report to the captain, all devils have surrendered." "Alright, everyone come out, clean up the battlefield, and do it quickly." "Whoa," at this time, the team members who were hiding in the ditch let out a loud shout, and quickly moved forward to start stripping the devils of their clothes. It's worth noting that they hadn't launched an attack in several months, so these clothes were their spoils of war. In fact, they even looked down on the guns in front of them.

  Finally, each of them carried a small bag on their back. Inside the bag were enemy uniforms, some captured bullets and food, etc. The guns were piled up together, with no one in charge. What to do? If they took these guns with them, it would affect their marching and ambushes. If they didn't take them, leaving them here was a waste.