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The sun was already setting in the west.

It will set in another hour or two.

The sky will gradually darken.

Koichi Abe definitely knows this.

He must want to advance to the designated position before dark and doesn't want to camp overnight in the wild.

This sense of urgency will make him more focused on moving forward and less concerned about the terrain.

Zhou Tianyang put his eye back on the scope.

The center of the cross remained firmly in place on the front sidecar of the convoy.

Time passed by, second by second.

The Japanese convoy was slowly advancing.

The advance team has reached the middle of the slope, while the rest of the team is still leaving the valley exit one after another.

The entire detachment wound its way forward along the highway.

Koichi Abe sat in the side room, his gaze sweeping across the increasingly open slope in front of him.

His brows slowly relaxed.

After passing through the filtration valley.

The terrain became much more open, the slopes on both sides were noticeably gentler, and the view was much wider.

While this terrain is unsuitable for ambushes, it is also not easy to be ambushed.

After thinking it over, he felt that there wouldn't be any major problems in this area.

The attack on Lugu just now actually put him at ease.

The ambush attackers have been driven away by artillery fire and will not return for at least the time being.

He leaned back against the side of the chair and relaxed his shoulders.

After walking about a mile more...

Koichi Abe's lips even curved slightly.

It was as if a burden had finally been lifted.

……

the other side.

Behind the natural earthen embankment on the east side of the filter valley.

Zhao Wenlong lay prone in the shadows at the edge of the earthen embankment, his eyes fixed on the direction of the filter valley outlet.

He had already led the soldiers of the First Battalion back to their original positions without making a sound.

When they turned back from the depths of the ravine, they took a different route.

After circling around, they made their way up from the back of the slope on the east side of the filter valley.

That road was much more difficult to walk on than the one we came by. The weeds were waist-high, and the ground was full of gravel and loose clods of earth. If you weren't careful, you would slip and fall.

But precisely because of this, that road completely avoided the Japanese soldiers' line of sight.

The narrow valley in front of him was now empty.

The main force of the Japanese army has already passed through.

Only the rearguard remained, slowly moving through the valley.

The supply wagons and logistics soldiers moved very slowly, pulling heavy ammunition boxes, and their progress was almost half that of the main force.

Zhao Wenlong's gaze swept over the moving figures, and he quickly calculated the enemy and friendly situation in his mind.

There were about two hundred people, the size of a reinforced squadron, with a loose formation and less tight security than the main force.

The Japanese soldiers at the front were holding their guns.

His gaze swept aimlessly across the slopes on both sides, clearly just a routine task.

Zhao Wenlong withdrew his gaze and did not rush to issue any orders.

He was waiting for the entire rearguard to enter the middle of the valley and completely leave the open area north of the valley entrance.

Zhao Wenlong watched as the last mule cart slowly emerged from the valley entrance.

He then quietly retreated behind the earthen embankment.

He turned around and whispered something behind him.

"Attention, all platoons, proceed to your blocking positions as planned."

The order was silently relayed along the edge of the earthen embankment.

The soldiers of the First Battalion slowly rose from the shadows behind the earthen embankment, crouching low, and quickly and quietly dispersed along the embankment.

Zhao Wenlong squatted in the middle of the earthen embankment, his eyes scanning the unfolding formation.

The soldiers of the First Battalion are setting up machine gun positions in the middle of the earthen embankment.

More people spread out on both sides of the earthen embankment, each looking for a shooting position.

The deputy battalion commander, leading the company's soldiers, quickly returned and deployed from the bushes on the west side.

The grove was quieter than before.

More than a hundred people hid among the intertwined branches and leaves, their guns pointed at the direction of Lugu.

Zhao Wenlong turned around and glanced behind him.

Seeing that the position had been basically deployed, he turned back and lay down again on the edge of the earthen embankment.

He began to devise specific defense plans.

"A row of machine guns was positioned on the north side of the middle section of the earthen embankment, with their firing arcs aimed at the straight road in the middle of the valley floor."

"That section of the road had no cover on either side, so once the Japanese entered that area, their exposed area was the largest."

"The second platoon's machine guns are positioned on the northern section of the earthen embankment to block the exit of the silt valley and prevent the Japanese from counterattacking from the north."

"The company under the deputy battalion commander is responsible for flank protection to prevent the Japanese from sneaking up from the western slope to attack the position."

Zhao Wenlong's voice was very low, but every word was clear.

The order spread rapidly along the edge of the earthen embankment.

The soldiers immediately got to work.

The machine gunners were the first to move.

They took boxes of ammunition belts from the ammunition boxes, spread them out in front of the machine gun, and checked each bullet on the belt to ensure it was properly secured.

The gunner lay prone behind the machine gun, gripped the stock with both hands, and aimed the muzzle at the direction of the filter valley.

With both hands, he skillfully adjusted the machine gun tripod to a fixed position on the edge of the embankment, ensuring that the recoil during firing would not cause the gun to shift.

The assistant gunner crouched beside the gunner, holding a spare barrel in his hand, his eyes fixed on the gunner's every move.

Be prepared to replace the barrel immediately if it overheats.

The ammunition feeder knelt behind the machine gun, with two ammunition boxes filled with ammunition belts beside him.

My fingers rest on the interface of the ammunition belt, ready to connect a new ammunition belt at any time.

Three MG42 general-purpose machine guns were quickly set up in the middle of the earthen embankment.

More soldiers were using bayonets to dig firing slots on the edge of the embankment, and then wedged the machine gun tripods into the slots to prevent them from moving backward due to prolonged firing.

The entire middle section of the earthen embankment was completed in less than fifteen minutes.

It has completed the transformation from nothing to a complete defense system.

Zhao Wenlong did not stop his inspection tour.

He walked along the earthen embankment from north to south, and then back from south to north, personally checking each position before he felt at ease.

He crouched down in front of a row of machine gun positions.

He reached out to test the stability of the tripod in the firing slot, and then glanced at the firing arc in the direction the shooter was aiming.

After confirming that his view was unobstructed, he stood up and continued walking forward.

When they reached the machine gun position of the third rank.

He paused for a few more seconds.

The machine gun was set up directly in the direction of the filter valley outlet.

The shooter is repeatedly adjusting the scales on the sight and calibrating the sight.

Zhao Wenlong did not interrupt, but simply watched quietly from the side.

He nodded after the archer confirmed that the parameters were adjusted.

The deputy battalion commander quickly crept over from the bushes on the west side and squatted down next to Zhao Wenlong.

"Battalion Commander, the First Company has completed all the arrangements. Three sentries have been left hidden in the woods, and an observation post has been set up in the middle of the slope."

Zhao Wenlong nodded, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the filter valley outlet.

He mentally recalculated the time.

Koichi Abe's main force has passed through the Filter Valley and is advancing forward.

They were at least two miles away from their rearguard.

That rearguard is now lagging behind, and the gap between them and the main force is widening.

By the time they realize their escape route has been cut off, it will take them at least a long time.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back to his command post in the middle of the earthen embankment, squatted down, and spread the map on the ground.

"If Koichi Abe discovers that his retreat has been cut off, he will definitely send a large force back to clear the Lugu Valley. The time difference in this is the key to our success in this ambush."

"We don't need to fight them head-on. We just need to hold the high ground on both sides of the entrance to the valley and use machine guns to block that narrow passage."

"Even if Koichi Abe had three thousand men, he would be stuck in front of this canyon and unable to move."