"Forget it, did you hear the previous cannon fire? Our stronghold was captured by the Eighth Route Army. Fortunately, I ran fast and escaped from the back of the stronghold with my brothers."
"Hurry up and tell Taijun to let us in. The Eighth Route Army will come after us in a while and it will be over."
Wu San shouted anxiously, and Kong Jie and his party, who were not far away, secretly gave Wu San a thumbs up. This kid's acting skills are really good.
"Okay, Old Wu, please wait a moment while the princes and I explain."
There are six Japs in the stronghold, and the one with the highest rank is a warrant officer.
The puppet soldier named Liu explained to the Japanese Warrant Officer the reason why Wu San and his party appeared here.
"Taijun, why don't you look at it and let us get Platoon Leader Wu and others in quickly? Otherwise, it will be difficult if the Eighth Route Army comes after us."
This puppet soldier named Liu seemed to have some friendship with Wu San and helped him.
The Japanese warrant officer didn't think much about it, but out of caution, he still said: "Xinxi, you can let them in, but I must confirm their identities and confirm that there is no Eighth Route Army lurking between them."
"Hi, thank you Taijun!"
A group of six Japanese soldiers, plus some puppet troops in the stronghold, walked out of the buildings and gun towers and approached Wu San and his group.
Looking at the Japs coming out, Wu San felt happy and it was done.
After the Japanese approached, they started to explore Wu San and his party through the fence. Wu San smiled with his face: "Hey, Taijun!"
Bang bang bang——
Gunshots suddenly rang out, and three Japanese, including the Japanese warrant officer, were killed directly.
A sudden change occurred. Wu San knew that this was the action of the Eighth Route Army sharpshooters hiding behind him. He rolled his eyes and shouted: "Hurry, protect Taijun, the Eighth Route Army must be chasing after him!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the stronghold really didn't think too much. They really thought that the Eighth Route Army chasing Wu San and his party came after them and shot them with black guns.
The remaining three Japanese were frightened and tried to hide.
Wu San led his team and took the opportunity to pass through the fence opened by the puppet soldiers in the stronghold and entered the stronghold.
Then Wu San, who was still shouting about protecting the imperial army, changed the subject, glanced at Old Liu, and shouted: "Old Liu, fight the Japanese!"
At the same time as the voice sounded, Wu San drew his pistol and fired twice, knocking down the two Japanese.
The puppet deputy platoon leader immediately pulled out his gun and shot down the last Japanese.
In the blink of an eye, the six Japanese in the stronghold were all dead.
Old Liu was completely stunned. When he came to his senses, he said hello, and the remaining puppet soldiers raised their guns and confronted Wu San and his party: "Old Wu, what are you doing?" p>
The Japanese were already dead, but Wu San did not panic and said loudly: "Old Liu, don't get excited. I'm not here to harm the brothers. Commander Kong of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army is lurking around the stronghold with the main force.
There are a large number of sharpshooters in their team, and they are aiming here right now.
This time I assisted Commander Kong and his companions in taking over the stronghold."
"Brother, listen to my advice. The Independent Group is not someone to be trifled with. Right now, I want everyone to survive."
Wu San's voice spread, and the monk shouted with a loudspeaker outside the stronghold at the right time: "Listen up, the puppet soldiers in the stronghold, the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army is here. You have surrounded us. If you surrender your guns and do not kill, our Eighth Route Army will give you preferential treatment."
Captive."
Then there was a bang of gunfire, and the plaster flag erected on the top of the turret was snapped.
Lao Liu and his group of puppet troops did not even see the shadow of the Eighth Route Army outside the stronghold.
The power of the Eighth Route Army's sharpshooters is evident.
At this point, Lao Liu accepted his defeat, sighed, and said to the puppet soldiers holding guns around him: "Brothers, throw away your guns, Lao Wu, please tell the Eighth Route Commander that we are willing to surrender."
Wu San was quite discerning and asked his puppet soldiers to help pile up all the guns and ammunition that Liu and his party had disarmed in the artillery building.
When Kong Jie and his people arrived, Lao Liu and his party experienced the same situation as Wu San and his party before.
Good guy, it turns out there are only a dozen or so Eight Routers.
But it was too late to say anything now. After quickly cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers blew up the turrets and burned the strongholds.
Regarding the surrendered puppet troops, Kong Jie’s words were very clear, “Those who have nothing to worry about in the county and are willing to fight the Japanese are willing to stay. It’s just an agreement. If you stay, you will not be able to join our independent regiment, but you will have to endure the hardships.”
Only by passing the most basic test for soldiers of our independent regiment can you officially join our Eighth Route Army."
"If you don't want to fight the Japanese, and you have relatives to take care of in the county, I'll let you go back."
"It's just that I have remembered it all. I have written down the red and black accounts for you. You have to take a longer-term view. Sooner or later, the Japanese will be driven out of China by us. You must make plans for the future."
In the end, there were about ten people who were willing to stay and fight the Japanese, and they happened to help transport the seized materials.
As for the other puppet troops, Kong Jie kept his word and let them all go.
When they were released, Wu San and Lao Liu also expressed their stance, "Captain Kong, don't worry, although my brother is still a traitor, his heart is for our Chinese army. If you have any orders in the future, just tell him, brother will go through fire and water."
, without hesitation."
In this way, the two teams separated.
While walking on the road, the monk said: "Captain, these Japanese devils are quite interesting."
Kong Jie said: "After all, they are Chinese, and at least they still have some sense of shame."
"To deal with these puppet troops, our methods must be appropriate."
"We cannot kill them all. This will only force the puppet troops to fight with our Eighth Route Army troops, but will encourage the unity between the puppet troops and the Japanese army.
We can’t just let it all go. If this continues, the price of being a traitor will be too low. In the future, won’t there be more and more people willing to be traitors?
The Japanese use China to control China and use these traitors against us."
"But by the same token, if our methods are used appropriately, we can also use these puppet troops to deal with the Japanese."
"For those traitors who have committed numerous crimes, we will kill them if they deserve it. We will never show mercy. But for those puppet soldiers who are just trying to make ends meet and have no firm stance, we will fight for them if we can."
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The monk nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark. Kong Jie said to the monk: "Monk, this time we will use sniper team tactics to deal with the Japanese stronghold. The two of us should not be idle. We should take this opportunity to practice our marksmanship."
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"Tonight, according to the plan, each sniper team will fight alone to harass the Japanese stronghold. Let's work together as a team."
"Hey!" the monk replied.
……
At night.
Around ten o'clock.
Kong Jie took the monk and quietly walked around a medium-sized stronghold of the Japanese and puppet troops.
In the stronghold, the Japanese searchlights were controlled by Japanese sentries, swinging back and forth to keep watch.
Through the light of the searchlight, you can vaguely see some Japanese sentries and patrols in the stronghold.
Kong Jie was lying on a gentle slope with a perfect sniping position, and said with a smile: "Monk, have you seen the Japanese sentry standing next to the barbed wire fence? How far away is he from us?"
The monk looked at it for a few times, then measured it with a range-finding telescope for a while, and said: "Captain, this must be three to four hundred meters, right?"
Kong Jie said: "Do you believe it, kid? I shot him down with one shot?"
"Hey!"
The monk smiled unkindly, obviously not believing it.
Head, just brag! It would be fine if political commissar Zhao were here.
Kong Jie was anxious, "Monk, who do you look down on? You don't believe it, do you? Just look at it!"
After taking aim for a moment, Commander Kong pulled the trigger, and a gunshot broke the dead silence of the night. The figure of the Japanese sentry standing in the stronghold fell down in response.
The monk on the side was stunned. Is it really a hit?
Under the bright moonlight tonight, Kong Jie looked at the astonished expression of the monk next to him with satisfaction, and said happily: "What, are you dumbfounded? Don't be stunned, change positions quickly."
On the way to the predetermined second sniper position, the monk couldn't help but ask: "Captain, when did your marksmanship become so good?"
Kong Jie laughed and scolded: "That's what I said, when did your regimental leader become bad at shooting?"
The actual situation is that in the past six months, when Kong Jie directed operations, the attribute values obtained through the system increased a lot in tactical and strategic attribute values, and then secretly added some to his personal marksmanship.
Captain Kong has a lot of experience in this:
Although this person’s heroism cannot be advocated, I have to say that it is indeed satisfying to act as a personal hero.
It is indeed glorious to be the leader of a strategizing regiment and command large-scale operations.
But charging into battle and taking someone's head thousands of miles away is an even greater joy in life.
For example, tonight, Commander Kong is destined to exist as an excellent night attack sniper...