The village in the mountains ahead is called Dongyang Village.

At this time, the people in Dongyang Village were busy making breakfast, completely unaware that the danger was about to come.

"Woof!"

"Woof woof woof woof!——"

Suddenly, the hunting dog raised in the village started barking wildly and restlessly.

Yang Tieniu is the militia captain of Dongyang Village. He quickly realized something was wrong and rushed out of the house immediately.

When I looked up, I saw a large number of Japanese soldiers swarming towards the village entrance from all over the mountains and plains.

"No, the Japanese are coming!" Seeing this scene, Yang Tieniu immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Folks, run, run!"

Dongyang Village belongs to the defense area of ​​the Eighth Route Army and has a very good mass base, and a militia has even been formed.

The Eighth Route Army not only helped the militia train, but even gave them some guns and ammunition.

Seeing the devils rushing towards them, the whole village suddenly fell into chaos. The villagers hurriedly threw down their cooking tools, firewood, pots and pans, etc., and rushed out of their homes to run up the mountain.

However, many villagers just ran out for a few steps and then quickly turned back, wanting to take away their chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep and other livestock.

These are almost all the villagers' properties, and they naturally don't want to give them up.

"Folks, don't worry about these animals. Survival is important. Run to the mountains quickly, quickly, quickly!"

Yang Tieniu became a little anxious when he saw this. While urging the villagers to run away, he shouted to his 20 or so militiamen: "Brothers, let's go, follow me to the entrance of the village to stop the Japanese and cover the transfer of the villagers.

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"Monkey, move quickly. Go to Sunjiazhai to ask for support and report the news of the Japanese going to the countryside to raid the area to the First Battalion of the New Regiment of the Eighth Route Army!"

After the independent regiment was broken into parts and developed dispersedly, the commander of the first battalion Zhang Dabiao led the troops to the Sunjiazhai area for development.

The militia team in Dongyang Village was organized and trained by the First Battalion.

Some villagers need to farm, support the elderly at home, raise children and other reasons, and are unable to become professional soldiers.

Coupled with the limited conditions of the Eighth Route Army and its inability to provide sufficient food and weapons, the militia was established under such circumstances.

The headquarters of the Duyi Battalion is located in Sunjiazhai...

Back to the main story, the 20 or so militiamen in Dongyang Village had never seen this scene before. When they saw the menacing Japanese army, their faces were ashen and their legs were shaking like chaff.

Although they were afraid of returning, they gritted their teeth and followed Yang Tieniu towards the entrance of the village.

Not for anything else, just because behind them are the parents, wives and children they care about most.

If you can risk your life for your parents, wife and children, what does fear mean?

More than 20 militiamen quickly followed Yang Tieniu to the small bridge at the entrance of the village and set up the few old sleeves and fire guns.

Others can only hold a red-tasseled spear or saber.

In this regard, their equipment is considered very good among the militia teams from all over the country.

Some militia teams even only have a few hunting muskets.

At the same time, the thin militiaman named Monkey left the back of the village and hurried towards Sunjiazhai.

In order to buy time for the villagers to evacuate, Yang Tieniu held a bag of explosives and placed it at the end of the wooden bridge at the entrance of the village, preparing to blow up the wooden bridge.

Amidst the tide of shouts of killing, the Japanese from the Yamazaki Brigade quickly arrived and the militiamen opened fire in panic.

"Pah, pah!"

"Bang, bang bang..."

The sound of gunfire rang out, and a large piece of iron sand mixed with a few bullets rushed towards the oncoming Japanese like a tide.

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Due to the lack of supplies, the Eighth Route Army also explored many deadly tactics when engaging in guerrilla warfare against the Japanese, such as placing animal traps in the mountains and setting various traps.

In addition, it is also necessary to use cowhide sand.

The so-called cowhide sand is to cut the cowhide into small pieces, then fry it and knead it into small round pieces.

Finally, the cowhide sand and iron sand are put into a hunting gun and fired together.

Anyone who has used a fire gun or knows about a fire gun knows that the fire gun uses iron sand instead of conventional bullets, so it is also called a sand blaster. It sprays a large area.

Fireguns are range-attack weapons that can cause damage to multiple targets at the same time. However, the shortcoming is also very fatal, that is, the range is too short and the lethality is limited.

Among them, cowhide sand is almost difficult to cause fatal damage to the target due to its insufficient hardness, but it is very troublesome.

One is that there are many of them, which makes it troublesome to clean up when dealing with wounds, and the other is that the fried cowhide sand will collide after being soaked in blood, causing the injured Japanese to suffer terribly.

The reason is very simple. It is like having a thorn in your hand. If it is not taken out, it will make you feel uncomfortable all over.

And if multiple thorns are inserted, and these thorns will expand and become larger, you can know the sour taste without even thinking about it.

Therefore, as long as the little devil is hit by cowhide sand, he will basically lose his combat effectiveness.

"Bang, bang bang bang!"

Several firecrackers opened fire at the same time, spraying hundreds of grains of cowhide sand and iron sand at the Japanese.

The Japanese in the Yamazaki Brigade probably didn't expect that the people in this village would be so tough, and they would dare to resist even if they didn't run away when they came to sweep them away.

As a result, the few Japanese soldiers who rushed at the front were immediately hit and fell off the bridge screaming.

Since it is winter, the river dries up, exposing the pebbles in the river bed.

Two of the unlucky ones hit their heads down on the hard cobblestones, their brains splattered out, and they died on the spot.

Several other Japanese who survived were also lying in pain on the river bed, wailing and rolling.

At the same time, Yang Tieniu also detonated the explosive package immediately, blowing up the wooden bridge.

But soon Yang Tieniu discovered that he had overlooked an issue, that is, it was winter now, and the water in the river had long dried up.

The Japanese didn't even need to cross the wooden bridge, they could just walk on the river bed.

As expected, the Japanese from the Yamazaki Brigade soon dispersed and descended from the flat area to the river beach.

Seeing this scene, the militiamen in Dongyang Village were dumbfounded.

They all looked at Yang Tieniu and asked urgently: "Captain, what should we do now?"

"I……"

Yangtie Niu also has some numb claws.

Since the Dongyang Village militia was formed, this was the first time they fought against the Japanese. Faced with so many Japanese soldiers, they just acted a little panicked, and it was good that they didn't break up immediately.

Only Yang Erniu, the sharpshooter of the militia team, after firing the first shot, calmly pulled the bolt of the gun to eject the cartridge case, then pushed the bullet into the chamber, raised the gun to aim, and pulled the trigger.

There was a "pop" sound.

Yang Tieniu and the militiamen next to him subconsciously looked in the direction of the gun muzzle, and then saw a Japanese soldier falling in the river bed without any movement.

"Great job! Erniu, one more shot!"
Chapter completed!