Wang Xuexin stared at the monk through a sniper scope under the city wall and saw him climbing up the rope like a nimble civet cat.
At that moment, Wang Xuexin was puzzled. There were two sentries at the top of the city. How could the monk knock them down silently and in one fell swoop?
Shaolin Kung Fu?
Use both hands and feet?
Then a scene appeared that stunned Wang Xuexin.
After the monk climbed to the top of the city, he swaggered towards the two puppet sentries with a cigarette in his mouth. The sentries didn't respond much, which made Wang Xuexin confused.
Could this puppet sentry be one of our own?
In the next second, Wang Xuexin figured out that the puppet soldiers naturally regarded the monk as one of their own.
At this time, the east was just turning white, and the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army and the puppet army were both white and gray. Under the bright light at dawn, there was not much difference at first glance.
On the other hand, even the puppet sentries never expected that the Eighth Route Army would be so "rude".
In addition, after standing all night, Gangzheng felt dizzy, so he was blinded.
The monk even came up to me and said, "Hey, brother, let me borrow a fire!"
The puppet sentry took out a match and lit it with a click, then stared at the military cap on the monk's head in a daze.
The other one also realized something. With sleepy eyes, he turned around and looked at the scene and was frightened awake. Just when he wanted to shout, the monk used a box cannon to hit his waist.
The monk drew his bow on the left and right, holding a spear in each hand.
He didn't forget to stick his head out to light the cigarette, and then lowered his voice and said: "You guys should know your facts. If you dare to speak out, you will be the first to die!"
The two puppet army sentries quickly nodded in agreement.
Wouldn't it be that they would fall to the point of working with the Japanese just to save their lives?
How could he still fight against the Eighth Route Army for the Japanese?
"Sir!" the puppet sentry still bent down and said with a smile: "Chinese people will not fight Chinese people, please be merciful, just give me whatever you want!"
The monk looked behind him and saw that scouts were climbing up one after another in the direction of the rope.
After they climbed up, they lowered more ropes, and then more and more people came up, moving quickly and agilely. In a short time, about a hundred scouts were in place.
The puppet sentries were dumbfounded by this scene. They thought the Eighth Route Army was just a group of people sneaking in to get intelligence or something, but they didn't expect there to be such a large group of people.
Are you planning to attack the county seat?
When the monk saw that everyone had come up, he raised his head to the sentry and said, "Take us there!"
The sentry looked at the turret and then understood.
The two sentries walked in two directions, one to the gun tower and the other to the city gate tower. Behind each sentry was a group of scouts.
The monk originally wanted to use the sentry to guide the people in, but unexpectedly he was discovered by a Japanese soldier who was taking a shower in the morning.
This Japs is called Iijima Tomoshige, and he is the squad leader responsible for commanding the gate tower.
Tomoshige Iijima has always maintained the habit of morning jogging. He believes that maintaining a healthy body can ensure that he can return home alive as much as possible.
On this day, Iijima Chishige stood in front of the window to fetch water and wash up as usual. When he spat out the water and took the towel hanging on the wall, he caught a glimpse of a group of soldiers on the city wall through the window with guns pointed at them.
While running.
Iijima Tomoshige thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that it was an enemy, he quickly shouted: "Enemy situation! Eight...!"
Before he finished speaking, there was only a "bang" gunshot, and a bullet knocked Iijima Tomoshige to the ground.
Lying on the ground, Chishige Iijima realized at this moment that sometimes being keen on exercising might make him die earlier.
This bullet was fired by Wang Xuexin.
He had noticed the Japs for a long time, but had not dared to shoot. It was not until he shouted that Wang Xuexin pulled the trigger.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the county town exploded.
The Japanese jumped out of bed one after another, yelling and ordering the puppet troops like headless flies to organize their defense.
But the monks who had already stormed the city gave them no chance to resist. With a wave of their hands, several soldiers lit the Molotov cocktails and threw them into the self-ports.
Suddenly, there was a burst of shrill cries from the city towers and gun towers, including the puppet soldiers shouting: "We surrender, we surrender, don't burn..."
Before he could finish his words, he turned into a scream.
In fact, Molotov cocktails are not only suitable for attacking bunkers, but are also suitable for use indoors.
The reason is that the room is relatively closed and there are usually many flammable materials. Not only will the temperature and poisonous gas be trapped inside, the fire will also spread everywhere, and if you are lucky, you can even ignite munitions.
For example, there was a loud "boom" from the direction of the city tower. It should be that the explosives were ignited and the Japanese and puppet troops inside were blown up into a mess.
Things were not going well over there in the turret either.
The puppet troops were burned one by one and rushed out of the gun tower, and were immediately defeated one by one by the reconnaissance company.
This is not because the soldiers of the reconnaissance company are soft-hearted, but because they are rushing out one after another, if they are caught, they will not survive.
The soldiers didn't want to try the feeling of being burned.
After that, the scout threw a few grenades in, rushed into the house with a loud bang, and started firing with a submachine gun.
The training they received in Honggou Village was put to good use at this time.
The long guns of the puppet army are suitable for external combat, but they are difficult to use in the artillery tower, so the scouts took a great advantage.
The scouts were divided into several batches, and after one batch of bullets had been fired, they would be replaced by another batch, and they alternately covered each other, beating the puppet soldiers until they were howling like ghosts and wolves, unable to fight back.
Not long after, the city gate slowly opened from the inside, and the soldiers of the Independent Regiment jumped out of their hiding places with a loud shout and rushed toward the city gate like a tide.
At this point the battle is basically over.
The reason is that the puppet troops are "weeds on the wall" and can see the direction of the wind.
If the Japanese side had the upper hand, the puppet troops would firmly side with the Japanese forces and help them fight against the Eighth Route Army.
But if the Eighth Route Army had the upper hand, the puppet troops would immediately turn their guns and aim at the Japanese.
In order to survive, humility and cowardice are vividly reflected in the puppet soldiers.
They jumped in front of the Eighth Route Army and launched a riot. The Japanese in the city were either killed by them or tied up in Wuhuada to be presented to the Eighth Route Army for praise.
To be honest, Wang Xuexin was not very happy to accept this group of puppet troops.
There is a camp surrounded by wooden fences to the north of Yunjing County, without any shelter from the wind and rain.
When I stepped forward, I saw more than 3,000 Chinese people, men, women, old and young, crowded inside. They were shivering with cold and naked. There were filthy water and even corpses everywhere.
When they saw the Eighth Route Army coming up, they didn't even dare to recognize each other. They crowded into a group and looked at the soldiers with horrified eyes.
A few seemed to be numb, standing there like logs without saying a word, looking at everything around them coldly, as if they were isolated from the world.
"Damn it!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but cursed: "These idiots still shout 'Chinese people don't fight Chinese people'? Are they considered human beings? I'll kill them..."