Chapter 48: Freezing to Death on Dead Man's Mountain, Burying the Great Mountain and River Corps (Part 1)

  The dispersal whistle sounded, and the devils released the sheep. Don't listen to the devils' nonsense about their strict military discipline and rigorous training! Climbing up the mountain slope, they struggled for an entire afternoon, trembling with fear, afraid that the red-haired ones would shoot out fatal bullets at any moment. Most of the devils were paralyzed on the spot, not daring to move, but the cook soldiers couldn't slack off - their job was to work while others rested. A few devil cooks didn't even bother to dig a wild camp stove, and luckily, there was an existing stove platform that they could utilize. They put the pot on it, lit the fire, and started burning. Several devils, probably starved, gathered around, stretching their necks and waiting for the food to be cooked.

  A loud "boom" shook the entire cooking platform, turning it into a huge bomb. The surrounding Japanese soldiers and several cooks were blown up into the air. People can be too impatient sometimes, which isn't always good! Tang Qiuli had placed no less than five hand grenades under this cooking platform, intentionally preventing the Japanese from having their meal.

  This is not the end, the shattered iron pot fragments also became a deadly killer, whizzing and flying in all directions, harvesting the devils' lives. One devil was unlucky enough to have a fragment hit his nose, and at that moment, his nose was torn off from the back of his head. At this point, the devils who were close by either died or were injured, falling down in a heap.

  There are also some clever devils, they're smart, in the desolate mountains and wild ridges, looking at this broken grass house, all around is leaking wind, must find a good place, can't freeze while sleeping, rush to get ahead of others, entered the worker's shed, chose a spot with their back to the wind, put down their backpack, and sat down with a thud, in their heart they're feeling pleased, clever people don't lose out even there.

  This seat is not tight, there's movement under the butt, what movement? The fuse is burning, run! It's still in time! Hand grenade helps you run, sends you out, this person flies out, it's lively now, with a "boom" sound, the thatched roof and human flesh fragments rush into the sky, another "boom" sound, and a dead man flies out, all the devils who didn't enter the workshop lie down on the spot, in this situation, no busy can help, brothers with fast legs, good luck!

  One explosion after another echoed through the mountains, with dry grass flying everywhere, flames rising in all directions, and smoke filling the air. From time to time, a devil would crawl out from inside, sometimes missing an arm or leg, or else covered in blood - that was lucky, hadn't been blown to death on the spot. This round of explosions had turned the whole place upside down.

  After a long wait, the explosions finally stopped, and the smoke gradually dispersed. The devils got up from the ground and quickly rushed to rescue the wounded.

  After a thrilling and frightening busy work for a while, the scene was finally cleaned up.

  This hand grenade dinner party took the lives of more than 30 devils and injured over 20, who were struggling to breathe. As for those who had their ears cut off, belly sliced open, or lost a chunk of flesh from their arms or legs, that's not even considered an injury. In short, the devils with quick reflexes and fast legs basically didn't get caught!

  At this moment, Yamada's anger and scolding mood were all gone. He was stunned, his mind a complete blank. In two battles, more than 100 of my men had been killed. I hadn't even seen what the enemy looked like. Oh, my god Amaterasu, did you go flirting or playing mahjong? Why didn't you use your powers to look at poor Yamada being bullied by the Manchus? Thinking about this, Yamada almost burst into tears.

  It's the Manchu people, tomorrow no matter if we catch those damned red beards or not, this account will be settled with the Manchu people. I'll burn a village for every village they've burned, and kill a camp for every camp they've killed. Only then can I vent my anger! This kid has made up his mind to take revenge on the Chinese people!

  Far away on the mountain slope, the team members were overjoyed. With each explosion that came, they jumped for joy and counted together. After a while, they started arguing again. One said that the landmine that killed the most devils was buried by him, another said it wasn't, it was buried by me. No matter what they said, through these two battles, all the team members who participated in the war were greatly enlightened and gained a lot. Not only did they receive training in actual combat, but also when they followed Tang Qiuli to fight in the south and north, and took charge of a team alone on the bloody battlefield, today's harvest was still the starting point for their growth. As for Tang Qiuli, it was admiration and even superstition!

  Tang Qiuli, who was carefully observing the situation with binoculars, saw that there were no more hand grenade explosions. The devils had recovered from their panic and were reorganizing their troops, temporarily ignoring other things. It was time, he waved his hand to the team members, and the team lightly slid down the mountain slope, rushing towards the devil's gathering point.

  This guy, Yamada, doesn't know what to do anymore. Should he eat? The pot is broken and the cook is dead. Should he sleep? The grass shed is gone and it's still smoldering, he's running around in circles.

  At this time, a burst of gunfire came from the opposite side, and several devils who were gathering, standing stupidly, and staring blankly at Yamada's devilish behavior were shot down. "Whoosh" - it had to be said that the devils' training was quite good, as they quickly fell to the ground in unison.

  Hearing the gunshot, "Hani?" Yamada was overjoyed, finally found this damn Redbeard, just worried that there's no trick to it, and then a dumpling falls from the sky, haha, now it's my turn to make a comeback! The great god of heaven heard my words!

  "Enemy on the left flank, fire!" The devils' machine guns, rifles and mortars fired in a flurry towards where the shots came from.

  After a burst of gunfire, seeing no return fire from the opposite side, Yamada became anxious, finally catching a glimpse of something, don't let it get away!

  He drew out his command knife, "Kill!" The devils swarmed up like a beehive and charged forward. When they reached the place where the shot was fired earlier, there wasn't even a shadow of a person, only a few shell casings showed that the shooter had been here before.

  Just as the devils were stunned, there were several more gunshots, but this time they didn't hit any of the devils.

  Yamada heard this and, like a hungry wolf smelling blood, the Red Beards were intimidated by the Imperial Army's military might. They tried to escape, but it wasn't that easy. "Finish them off! Get those Red Beards over there!" The devils chased after Tang Qiu in the direction he was retreating, like a pack of mad dogs.

  Two days later, Tang Qiu and his men had led the Shan Tian squad step by step to the edge of the Frozen Man Mountain.

  For two days, the team members were somewhat tired, but the devils were even more miserable. The team kept a distance from the devils, and when they chased after them, they couldn't see anyone, but instead, they would occasionally be blown up by landmines on the road. When camping, they wouldn't know when several hand grenades or a burst of gunfire would suddenly come flying in, either destroying their cooking fires or shooting holes in their rice pots, and taking away a few lives as well. This made the devils restless all night, unable to eat or sleep, and crying out in misery.

  At this time, the effect of base training was revealed. Sometimes, in order to sneak close to the devils, they had to circle around more than the devils and climb a few more mountains. As long as they rested for a while, the team members would immediately recover their physical strength. Moreover, Tang Qiuli's pre-prepared meat food also played its role, as it was only by eating meat that they could replenish their physical energy after consuming so much of it.

  So, when the devils were camping, they would sneak up and launch a surprise attack. When the devils were eating, they would send over a few hand grenades. When the devils were chasing in the wrong direction, they would fire a few shots. The devils were led by the nose, following Tang Qiuli's intentions, step by step.

  Yamada has completely lost his mind, but it's clear that this armed group is not running away. At this time, Yamada only had one thought in his mind: he must catch up with those damned red beards. He also had a reliance on the fact that the enemy was not numerous, and from the sound of gunfire, there were only twenty or thirty people. He himself had brought an reinforced battalion, although more than a hundred men had been lost, but there were still over five hundred men left, with strong firepower. Even if it's just twenty or thirty red beards, they can't be eliminated? Can I Yamada still mix in the military world? It's better to commit seppuku.

  So, all the way chasing down, although constantly losing troops and generals, his crazy energy did not decrease, and every day he was stimulated by even greater anger, a evil energy, supporting him to grit his teeth and not relax, every day with only one thought, catch up, kill them, chop their bodies into ten thousand pieces!

  "Freeze to death mountain, freeze to death mountain, go straight for 330 miles, go sideways and touch the sky, enter but can't exit, even gods feel heartbroken," This is a local folk rhyme about Freeze to Death Mountain, from which one can imagine how treacherous and complex the terrain is.

  In the depths of Daxing'anling, within a hundred miles of frozen dead bodies, the original forest is dense, the night fog is misty, the snow is white and clean, the giant pine trees are towering into the clouds, the lush pine needles cover the sky and block out the sun, the wind in the forest is gloomy and cold, the chill is pressing, and there is also perennially unmelted accumulated snow. Even in the Daxing'anling area, it is one of the few places that experience extremely cold weather.

  Here, it's not just the bad weather, but mainly there are no ready-made roads in the forest, everywhere is a snow pit that takes lives, and there are many forks in the road, many sharp turns in the mountain valleys, steep and dangerous terrain. Once inside, you quickly lose your way, looking at the same mountains all around, turning back and forth, unable to get out. Even locals dare not enter the mountains during winter.

  Tang Qiuli was very interested when he saw the marked place names on the maps, and he asked his teammates for more information about the Frozen Dead Mountain. He also inquired further with Qiu Sheng, Qiu Quan, and Shan Hu, who had been running in the mountains since they were young and were familiar with the complex terrain. As soon as they entered the forest, they seemed to be like fish swimming in the ocean, feeling at home and having their own way of ensuring they wouldn't get lost.

  So, after Tang Qiuli finished the first ambush battle, he chose to annihilate the Yamada Brigade at this place called Frozen Dead Mountain.

  Of course, it is impossible for a single person to wipe out the entire Yamada army. No matter how bold or confident he was, he wouldn't even dare think about it. He had to rely on the natural geographical advantages and borrow the power of nature to eliminate the invaders.

  Now, the team stayed at a mountain pass, a dark and deep ditch, one eye could not see the edge, a cliff was in front, like a huge beast's mouth, fiercely open, ready to swallow anyone who dared to enter.

  The sound of the devils' shouting came from behind, bullets kept flying over their heads, occasionally breaking a branch, and hitting the team members with a loud thud. Tang Qiuli turned his gaze to Qiuquan Ge and Shantiger, to be honest, he still felt a bit uneasy, looking at this mountain, this road, and this forest, it was a bit eerie.

  Qiuquan and Shantiger nodded confidently, their eyes filled with calmness and serenity, as if they had returned to the courtyard of their home.

  Tang Qiuli finally made up his mind and told the team members to shoot a few shots in the direction where the devils were chasing, the sound of gunfire attracted the devils, the devils' shouting grew louder, the sound of gunfire became more intense, then the troops rushed into the mountain pass, soon, their figures disappeared into the woods.

  Later, more than 500 devils, like they had taken stimulants, rushed into the mountain pass like mad dogs.

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