Panic spread like a plague, and the chaotic people had to leave their hiding places and move north. Looking at the twilight shrouded Jieshou, their hearts were particularly heavy.
Zhang Baozi also led these militiamen in mottled clothes and walked northward dejectedly among the people, cursing the little devils in his heart.
If it weren't for these little devils who had suffered thousands of blows, how could they have left home and fled north? Thinking about becoming a refugee in the future, Zhang Baozi's heart was filled with panic.
"Boss, boss!"
Just as Zhang Baozi was walking and thinking wildly, a brother carrying a gun chased him from behind among the noisy crowd.
Zhang Baozi stopped and looked at his brothers who were catching up from behind in a hurry. His heart suddenly sank. Did the Japanese catch up so quickly?
"What's going on? You're in a panic."
After all, Zhang Baozi was also the captain of the militia detachment. He saw this brother in a hurry, but he still pretended to be calm on his face.
"Boss...Boss, behind you..."
This brother was also out of breath from exhaustion. He put his hands on his knees and panted heavily.
"Have the Japanese caught up with you?"
Zhang Baozi asked with a stern face, if the Japanese really caught up with them, they militiamen might not be able to avoid a fierce battle.
"No, the man surnamed Xiao rushed back with his men." The brother finally recovered and said in a very fast tone: "The man surnamed Xiao took all the militiamen from his village and rushed back to the frontier. They want to go back to fight.
Devil."
"What? Did they rush back?" Upon hearing his brother's report, Zhang Baozi also had a look of disbelief on his face.
"The guy surnamed Xiao must be crazy. He doesn't know that he is seeking death if he goes back. There are so many Japanese, and they will be beaten into a sieve this time."
Zhang Baozi did not understand that another militia captain, Xiao Yan, rushed back with his men.
"I saw with my own eyes that they rushed back, and all the militiamen in their village went back," the brother added.
"Boss, what should we do?" At this time, a brother came over and asked.
Zhang Baozi said angrily: "Why do we do this? Xiao is going back to die. Can we stop him?"
Zhang Baozi and Xiao Yan both controlled several villages and were regarded as local forces. They were incompatible with each other. When they were incorporated into the militia team under the Jiangsu North Corps, they often had fights. They wanted to kill the local area and destroy each other's
The land was taken over.
Although they are all militiamen now, they still look at each other and look down on each other, and they always ridicule and laugh at each other when they meet.
"The order given to us by Battalion Commander Shen is to cover the retreat of our fellow villagers to the north. Let's leave quickly, otherwise we will be bombarded by the Japanese." Zhang Baozi hesitated for a while and urged everyone to go north.
"Boss, Butcher Zhang also led his men to kill him." At this time, another brother rushed over from behind and shouted loudly.
"The lame man also led others to kill him."
"I said these idiots are running back to die."
Hearing those usual rivals going back to kill one by one, Zhang Baozi cursed angrily.
Although he was scolded, Zhang Baozi had no intention of following the people further north. He looked into the distance and saw that the direction of Jieshou Town was already filled with gunpowder smoke, and there were faint gunshots.
"Gather! Come and assemble everyone!" Soon, Zhang Baozi climbed up a slope beside the road and roared angrily.
Hearing Zhang Baozi's roar, more than a hundred militiamen commanded by Zhang Baozi gathered around him one after another.
"Brothers, who is the strongest in this world!" Zhang Baozi asked loudly as he looked at the brothers gathered around.
"We are the strongest!"
"It must be us!"
Although these militiamen were incorporated into the militia, they still retained the habits of the original militia.
"Yes, I am the number one in this area. Even the man named Xiao is shorter than us!" Zhang Baozi said proudly, and the militiamen commanded by Zhang Baozi also puffed up their chests.
"Now that the people named Xiao have been killed, can we fall behind others?" Zhang Baozi asked loudly.
The brothers all raised their weapons and shouted: "No!"
"We can't let them compete anymore!"
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"Yes, I can't afford to lose that person, so all the people with the seed will fight back with me! Let the guy named Xiao see that we are the strongest in this land, whether it's fighting for territory or fighting against Japanese invaders!"
"Yes! Kill him back!"
"Fight the devil!"
The militia brothers all started making noises one after another.
Seeing these passionate militia brothers, Zhang Baozi pulled out the shell gun from his waist and waved his hand: "Kill them back and kill the Japanese!"
Soon, Zhang Baozi led more than a hundred noisy militiamen to fight back towards the direction of Jieshou Town against the people who were fleeing north.
When they heard that Xiao Yan, Zhang Baozi and others had brought people to kill them, the other bosses in this area were also unhappy. What do you mean, you are the only ones who know how to fight the Japanese, right?
So without anyone's orders, these usually fierce and fierce bosses and their militiamen all went back to kill them one after another.
At this moment, Jieshou was already engulfed in smoke. The Japanese's Yamazaki Infantry Brigade had arrived at the outskirts of Jieshou and set up artillery to blast at Jieshou.
"Boohoo!"
Air-tearing artillery shells continued to fall in Jieshou Town. The explosion flames mixed with smoke and dust took off in the smoke. Several buildings outside the town had been razed to the ground.
The commander of the third battalion, Shen Biao, was leading the remaining brothers of the third battalion to guard the town shrouded in gunpowder smoke, preparing for a bloody battle with the Japs.
But before the little devils came up, a group of people rushed over from behind them.
These people were wearing mottled clothes and carrying a variety of weapons. After rushing into the town, they automatically dispersed into various buildings. Shen Biao was also stunned when he saw them.
"They seem to be people from the militia and self-defense forces." Seeing these people rushing back, some brothers recognized them.
"Nonsense!" Shen Biao saw these militiamen rushing back, asked the staff to take command, and hurried over.
Although these militiamen held the title of militiamen, they had almost never fought hard battles with the Japanese. They were fine standing guard, but if they fought, they would die. Shen Biao did not regard them as combat troops, so he kept them responsible for protecting the people.
"Captain Xiao, what are you doing back here? Leave quickly, the Japanese are about to attack." Shen Biao saw Xiao Yan, the captain of the militia detachment, and urged them to leave.
Xiao Yan pushed up his glasses and said, "Battle Commander Shen, this is your fault. It is the duty of every man to protect his family and country. We come back to fight the Japanese. That is a matter of course."
"I said you should stop causing trouble, okay? Fighting the Japanese is our duty as soldiers. What are you doing blindly? Let's leave before the Japanese surround us."
"Who said we participated in the war blindly? We brothers, who are in the security corps, are also members of the militia, and now we are a militia unit with a name. The militiamen are also soldiers. How can we be left behind in the fight against the Japanese?" Zhang Baozi led more than a hundred people.
People also turned out from the street corner.
"Yes, militiamen are also soldiers. If they ask us to withdraw, they are looking down on us. Bosses, don't you think so?"
"Yes, they are just little devils. As long as they dare to come, let them bleed like a river today!"