The remaining Japanese soldiers relied on the houses deep in the yard to resist. Machine guns came out of the windows. The few broken soldiers who had just rushed in were knocked down as soon as they met, and the others were so frightened that they shrank back.
"Company...Company Commander, my stomach hurts..."
A defeated soldier was shot and fell on the rubble of the gap. Blood was pouring from his stomach. He looked at the company commander Wu Jiang who was very close behind the broken wall, his mouth open and his face full of pain.
Wu Jiang stretched out his hand to pull the defeated soldier from the gap and rescue him, but as soon as he reached out and grabbed his hand, the Japanese soldiers' machine guns rang out again.
The gap in the courtyard wall that was exposed to the muzzle of the gun was filled with smoke and dust from the bullets. Wu Jiang's face was spattered with blood. The severely injured soldier had several more blood holes in his body. He died with his eyes open.
"Fuck your grandma, you little devil!" a squad leader of the defeated troops nearby roared angrily, pulled the bolt of his gun and fired into the yard, and immediately received a series of bullets in counterattack.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Wu Jiang pulled the squad leader to the ground and escaped disaster.
"Don't be impulsive! Use a grenade to greet you!" Wu Jiang ordered loudly, his eyes bloodshot.
The defeated soldiers angrily smashed all the remaining grenades into the yard. The explosion rumbled like an earthquake. After a few seconds, the Japanese soldiers' machine guns misfired and then began to rattle again.
"Old Wu, the Japs' machine guns are set up in the house. The grenades can't be thrown in, so they won't work." Company Commander Qin Shoumao leaned close to Wu Jiang and spoke.
Wu Jiang ran out of ideas for a while and looked at the company commander Qin Shou and said: "It's going to be daybreak. We must end the battle as soon as possible."
"Company commander, let me lead the charge!" A platoon leader asked for a fight with red eyes.
Qin Shou slapped his head in the face and said: "You are so angry, you are going to die!"
The platoon leader turned his head angrily, looked at the yard unwillingly, and stopped talking.
Wu Jiang asked: "Captain Qin, do you have any good ideas?"
Qin Shou glanced at Wu Jiang and was stunned for a few seconds before replying: "There is a way, but it's hard to say whether it's good or not."
"As long as we can capture the Japs, it's a good idea."
Qin Shou said fiercely: "I mean to burn them to death."
Wu Jiang was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Shou's move to be so damaging. After thinking for a moment, a murderous look flashed in his eyes and he nodded.
Seeing Wu Jiang nodding, Qin Shou's face showed a smile. He was worried that Wu Jiang would not agree. After all, burning people alive would be harmful.
"Brothers, light a fire for me. Light everything you can. Light it as far away as you can!" Qin Shou began to shout murderously.
The fire started from a pile of firewood and then spread towards the wooden door and window frames. The flames started to rise and thick smoke billowed.
"What are they doing?" Seeing that the commando team in front did not attack, but started playing with fire, Yang Dashu muttered to himself and looked at Yang Ling in confusion.
Yang Ling looked at the raging and spreading fire, with no expression on his stern face, and ordered: "Throw everything that can be ignited into the yard!"
Following Yang Ling's order, countless wooden benches and weeds began to fly into the landlord's compound. The fire grew stronger and stronger, lighting up half of the sky.
Japanese Major Shotaro Higashi thought he could hold on to a few strong houses until dawn, but when he saw the flames rising in the yard, he suddenly felt bad.
He ordered people to use machine guns to shoot at the ignited fire. Sparks flew everywhere, and firewood was knocked away and fell into the rubble. The fire was slightly weaker, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more tinder fell into the yard.
The fire spread and eventually turned into a raging fire.
The fire was soaring into the sky, the smoke was billowing, and the scorching air waves warmed the cold night. Yang Ling and the others felt extremely comfortable, but the Japanese soldiers felt like they were suffering in hell.
Cough cough - Thick smoke drifted into the house along the windows and gaps. The Japanese soldiers were choked and coughed, and the scorching air waves were even more suffocating.
Facing the flames that kept coming, the windows could no longer be guarded. The Japanese soldiers kept retreating, picked up their bayonets, rifles and sapper shovels and began to smash the walls in an attempt to escape.
But in order to prevent bandits and thieves in the landlord's compound, the cracks in the brick walls were watered with glutinous rice juice. The Japanese soldiers sweated profusely, but made no progress at all. They became the most frustrated people.
The Japanese in one house couldn't help but rush out with bayonets in hand, trying to break out, but were instantly swallowed up by the sweeping fire and turned into running and jumping burning men. They let out heart-rending screams, which made people's hair stand on end.
, with goosebumps all over my body.
"Mom, you asked for this..." Qin Shou proposed this plan of burning the Japanese. At this moment, he felt a twitch in his heart and felt a little cruel. He muttered to himself and felt uncomfortable all over.
Japanese Major Higashi Shotaro looked at the approaching flames and the panicked and desperate Japanese soldiers in the room, feeling angry and unwilling to give up.
The traitor translator was sweating all over as he was burned by the air waves. He didn't want to die and wanted to persuade Azuma Taro to surrender, but he didn't dare to speak when he saw the other party's roaring and angry look.
In the end, the desire to survive overcame fear, and he couldn't help but muster up the courage to tear off the bedding and throw it over his body. He rushed out of the house and ran into the fire while the Japanese were not paying attention.
"I surrender! I surrender! Don't shoot!" the traitor translator shouted as he ran.
The defeated soldiers looked at each other, why are there still Chinese people?
boom--
A puff of gunpowder smoke came out of the gun of Japanese Major Shotaro Higashi. The voice of the traitor translator suddenly stopped. His body took a few steps forward and fell to the ground with inertia. Soon it started to burn.
Higashishotaro ended the life of the traitorous translator without any hesitation. In his heart, the traitorous translator was worse than a dog, so he would just kill him.
The fierceness of Higashishotaro made more than a dozen remaining Japanese soldiers fearful and they did not dare to look at him.
"Everyone, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor——"
Higashi Shotaro looked at the more than ten Japanese soldiers covered in blood with a calm and frightening look.
A Japanese soldier couldn't bear the tremendous pressure and suddenly cried: "No, I want to go home..."
boom!
This howling Japanese soldier had a bloody hole in his head and was shot to death by Higashi Shotaro himself.
Higashi Shotaro ignored the body that fell at his feet, and turned his cold eyes to another Japanese.
This Japanese soldier's face was covered with dust and he was in a state of embarrassment. He slowly took off the bayonet hanging on his gun under the intense gaze of Azumasho Taro.
"Long live the Empire of Japan! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" the Japanese soldier roared, stabbed the bayonet into his stomach with all his strength, and collapsed with pain on his face.
The remaining Japanese soldiers were in a frenzy, shouting long live and stabbing their own chests with bayonets. They were all dead in less than two minutes.
Seeing his subordinates lying dead on the ground, Major Shotaro Azuma slowly pulled out his saber and stroked the smooth and cold blade as if stroking his own child.
He was not willing to give in! The originally seamless encirclement could clearly wipe out the rout of the Chinese troops outside, but he didn't expect that they would kill a returning enemy, and they were caught off guard.
Poof! The sharp saber sank into his lower abdomen. Higashi Shotaro fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and was soon covered by the flames that swept into the house.