But, how can there be any Japs in the world who only take beatings but don’t fight back?
Even if I can't see anyone, I still have to fight back, right?
So, "Bah, bah, bah..."
"Da da da……"
Rifles and machine guns immediately swept over.
The problem is that the Japs on the front and back were shot almost at the same time, and their reaction speeds were almost synchronized.
Therefore, the bullets they fired at each other must have caused mutual damage.
The number of people on both sides is about the same, so the firepower is naturally about the same, and the damage caused is about the same.
There was a crackle, and seven or eight people fell immediately on each side.
"Baga! It's amazing that the Chinese actually have reinforcements to help me fight and suppress them."
The Japanese commanders on both sides thought so, and of course they were not polite, so they asked more of their subordinates to join in the fire suppression.
Fortunately, both sides were prepared this time. Everyone lay down or found trees as cover and started shooting at each other. A lot of bullets were fired, but not many people fell.
However, the little devil not only has rifles and machine guns, but also grenade launchers, right?
The Japanese troops on both sides were well-trained and their reaction speeds were almost the same, so they launched grenades at each other almost at the same time.
"Boom boom..."
There were the same number of grenade launchers on both sides, two of them, so naturally two flames burst out on each side.
"no! No! Please!"
"I was shot..."
The cries of the injured immediately came from the woods.
No, it seems to be one of our own.
The Japanese officers on both sides reacted and quickly shouted to stop shooting.
However, the Japs' grenade launchers were so professional and their launch speed was really fast. Just when the commanders on both sides shouted for a ceasefire, the launch belt in their hands had already been pulled down.
"Boom..." Two more grenades exploded in their respective teams.
Several more miserable howls and cries for fathers and mothers came from the woods, and now neither party was happy.
After loudly identifying each other, the Japanese did not shoot at each other, but began to curse each other in bird language.
"Shangchuan, you stupid pig..."
"Go to the field, you stupid farmer..."
The Japanese's vocabulary is really poor, and even the curse words can only be repeated over and over again. It's not like me, a native of China, who can scold you in any dialect for more than ten minutes without repeating the same thing.
At this time, Zhao Xiaojin and Zhang Xiaoping, who were already lying on the ground, almost laughed out loud.
After they discovered that the Japanese army had begun to shoot at each other, they stopped firing. They first let the little Japanese have enough fighting. The key was that it delayed a lot of time.
They didn't expect that by chance, two groups of devils would fight each other. Of course, they wished that these stupid devils would show real fire and go straight to death.
Through the Japs' shameless insults, they found out that the two groups of Japs were actually two squads of the same squadron.
It turned out that there was only one Japanese squadron that actually bypassed the mercenary group to intercept and search from the direction of Lengkou, but the squadron leader very cunningly separated the three squads in the team to search.
The three small groups of Japanese soldiers lost contact with each other as they walked in the dark mountains, and the distance became further and further away. They only came after hearing the sound of gunshots.
That's why Zhao Xiaojin encountered three groups of Japanese soldiers blocking him from the front.
However, it is said that if you walk at night for a long time, you will encounter ghosts. In addition, the ghosts do not have portable communication equipment, so it is naturally difficult to identify and communicate in time in the dark. As a result, they start fighting with each other.
However, after the Japs finished shouting and cursing at the top of their lungs, they realized that the Chinese had been blocked between the two teams.
While the Japs quickly formed an encirclement from all sides, a little Japs who understood Chinese also shouted in a devilish voice.
"Zona people, you have been surrounded. We admit that you are all great warriors. Our Imperial Japanese Army admires warriors the most. As long as you surrender, we will guarantee your life safety and treat your injuries. Surrender.
Come on, go straight to that person."
Zhao Xiaojin and Zhang Xiaoping looked at each other calmly.
Without saying any more unnecessary words, they all understood that the last moment was coming, and this glance might be the final farewell.
They sat up against the big tree again. Zhang Xiaoping's pistol was loaded with the last magazine, while Zhao Xiaojin only had 6 rifle bullets left.
He pulled out the pistol from his waist and put it next to him. As long as the two of them finished shooting the bullets in their hands, he would immediately use the last two bullets in the pistol to end the lives of his junior brother and himself.
Zhang Xiaoping was thinking of Zhou Wen at this time, feeling a little reluctant and nostalgic for his senior brother.
How would Zhou Wen respond if he encountered this situation? Perhaps the senior brother would shout: "Surrender to the mud horse!"
It's a pity that I don't have the energy to curse.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his pale face.
"Surrender, Zhi Na, think about you and your family and your wife..."
The little Japanese was cunning enough. The voice urging them to surrender was still shouting loudly, but the footsteps from all directions had clearly reached the ears of Zhang Xiaoping and Zhao Xiaojin.
"Senior brother, I will fight with you in the next life."
Zhang Xiaoping said silently in his heart, and then raised his pistol...
"Surrender, you idiot!"
In the night sky, a thunderous sound sounded out of thin air.
The sound was loud and vulgar, but when it reached the ears of Zhang Xiaoping and Zhao Xiaojin, it was the most beautiful and beautiful sound they had ever heard in the world.
Zhou Wen finally arrived.
Immediately following Zhou Wen's curses came two shells of "Boom...Boom..." that pierced the air.
It is the mortar of Dacheng and Dayong.
Then "ta da da..."
It's Heizi's G13 machine gun. The familiar and dense crisp sound sounds so wonderful and enjoyable now.
Of course, the "ta-ta-ta-ta" sound of the Somi submachine gun is indispensable.
Gunshots rang out simultaneously from a range of several hundred meters wide behind the Japs in the front, while mortar-shells passed over Zhang Xiaoping's heads and landed among the Japs on the other side, exploding.
"Xiaoping! Master uncle, hold on, we are all here." It was Ti Jing's high-pitched voice with a ringing sound.
Yes, the brothers are here and finally arrived.
"Boom...boom..." The violent explosion of fire reflected Zhang Xiaoping's excited tears, and even the gentle and kind-hearted Zhao Xiaojin's eyes flashed with light.
The team led by Zhou Wen finally arrived at the most critical moment, and with his keen hearing, he heard the Japanese's persuasion to surrender from afar, and he was surprised and happy in his heart.
What was surprising was that Xiaoping and his senior brother were injured. I don’t know if they were both injured or how severe their injuries were.
Fortunately, we finally found them, and the little Japs were trying to persuade them to surrender, which meant that at least they were still alive.
So, a detachment of more than forty people lined up in a row and attacked the Japanese from behind like forty tigers.