The scorching sun was instantly obscured by the rolling dark clouds. The dark clouds were as thick as ink and overturned the entire plain. Soon there was lightning and thunder.
"Damn weather, let's run faster, or we'll get caught in the rain——"
Seeing that a heavy rain was coming, and looking at the empty gravel all around, Shunzi, who was wearing a helmet crookedly, cursed and started to trot.
Yang Ling and the others did not expect to encounter a heavy rain halfway, and the thirteen people ran forward panting, trying to find a place to hide from the rain.
They saw a black spot of a village standing on the plain from a distance, and ran towards it. But as soon as they took a few steps, a heavy downpour came down on them, as if a hole had been dug in the sky.
The rain fell quickly and strangely, and the sky and the earth soon became hazy. The rain soaked Yang Ling and the others. The cold rain slid down the helmets and poured into the collars. The wet clothes stuck to their flesh.
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"Vice-General, there are Japs ahead!"
Yang Ling and the others ran closer to the village where they were sheltering from the rain, and saw from a distance that under the eaves of several low houses, Japanese soldiers with guns were hiding from the rain.
Shunzi slowed down, and the brothers' thugs also touched the triggers of the 38 rifles, ready to take action at any time. Who would have thought that there were Japanese soldiers here too.
"Don't be nervous, walk over slowly, we are wearing Japanese clothes." Looking at the brothers who were facing a formidable enemy, Yang Ling spoke in a low voice.
The Japanese who were hiding from the rain in the village also saw them. If they left in the rain now, it would arouse suspicion. It would be safer than in the past.
The tense faces of the brothers softened slightly after hearing Yang Ling's instructions, but they were still vigilant enough. After all, they had been fighting the Japanese to the death for so long, and now the two sides had to face each other in peace. This has never happened before.
, tension cannot be avoided.
Yang Ling pulled the Japanese-speaking Wang Dongming to him and said, "You are responsible for talking to the little devil. Remember not to expose yourself."
Wang Dongming took a deep breath and nodded, pulled off his wet military uniform, and walked to the front of the team with his saber. He was wearing the uniform of a Japanese second lieutenant, while Yang Ling and the others were the top soldiers.
The ground was full of potholes and mud, and the heavy downpour caused the low-lying areas to quickly fill with water. The brothers nervously followed Wang Dongming as they approached the village and went straight to an unoccupied roof.
There were quite a few Japanese soldiers taking shelter in the village. They were very wary when they saw someone coming, but when they saw that it was one of their own, they relaxed.
Seeing Yang Ling and the others in a state of embarrassment, some of the Japanese soldiers even showed happy expressions, while Wang Dongming, who was leading the team, dressed up as a second lieutenant.
There were actually many Japs saluting him under the eaves, which made Shunzi who was following him secretly speechless and full of doubts in his heart. When did this little Japs become so polite?
Seeing Yang Ling and his group of embarrassed soldiers emerging from the heavy rain, a Japanese second lieutenant came over to say hello.
Looking at the sonorous and powerful steps of the Japanese second lieutenant and feeling the fierce aura all over his body, the brothers were a little nervous. They touched the gun and turned their eyes to Yang Ling. Yang Ling shook his head gently, asking them to calm down.
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"Who are you that made it so embarrassing?" the Japanese second lieutenant came over and asked.
Second Lieutenant Wang Wangdongming replied accurately: "We are from the Pinggu Squadron of the 15th Regiment. We were dispersed by the Chinese Army at Luowang Station and are preparing to evacuate to the Maogu Village assembly point."
Yang Ling and the others had prepared their identities before departure. The real Pinggu Squadron had been eliminated, and they were pretenders. They had seized a full set of documents.
In this chaotic battlefield, unless you meet someone you know, it is difficult for ordinary people to see through it.
Hearing Wang Dongming say that they were the troops of the 15th Regiment guarding Luowang Station, the second lieutenant did not have too much doubt, but continued to ask: "What is the situation at the station like this?"
"The Chinese army attacked us and the station was lost." Wang Dongming said angrily.
The second lieutenant showed sympathetic eyes, patted Wang Dongming on the shoulder and comforted: "We will fight back, please cheer up!"
Wang Dongming clenched his fists and said, "We will definitely win!"
The Japanese Second Lieutenant took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and lit another one for Wang Dongming.
"Thank you, senior." Wang Dongming expressed his gratitude respectfully and asked, "Senior, how did you get here?"
"Alas, our 59th Regiment position has also been lost." The Japanese Second Lieutenant sighed, and then continued: "But we will not admit defeat. Several of our divisions have already moved over, and the Chinese Army will soon
Annihilated."
Wang Dongming spent time smoking and chatting with the Japanese second lieutenant, while Yang Ling and others sat under the eaves to rest, not daring to say a word for fear of being exposed.
The heavy rain went away as quickly as it came. In less than half an hour, the dark clouds dissipated, the sky and earth regained clarity, and the air was filled with the smell of earth.
The Japanese soldiers hiding under the eaves also got up one after another at the urging of their respective commanders, and retreated on the muddy road towards Maogu Village and Sanyi Village.
"Let's go together." The Japanese second lieutenant and Wang Dongming had a pleasant chat and invited them to go together.
Wang Dongming turned his attention to Yang Ling. Seeing that Yang Ling had no objection, he nodded in agreement.
Yang Ling's team no longer retreated alone, but merged with more than 20 broken soldiers of the Japanese Second Lieutenant, and retreated backwards in a panic.
The heavy rain made the roads muddy and difficult to navigate, and the Japanese soldiers who had lost the battle were all depressed and hurried on in silence, which saved Yang Ling and the others the trouble.
The Japanese troops who retreated from all directions retreated along the road. Some were in whole groups carrying the blood-red Rising Sun Flag, and some were in small groups supporting each other.
The wheels of the cars covered in mud spun very fast, pulling carloads of bloody corpses past, which made Yang Ling and others who were mixed in the Japanese team feel very happy.
Various Chinese forces launched fierce attacks from all directions, and the Japanese 14th Division was like a turtle in an urn, with its living space being continuously compressed.
Seeing those dirty Japanese soldiers almost fighting for a little food, Yang Ling learned through a series of observations that the Japanese soldiers were almost running out of food and ammunition. This was an unexpected surprise.
Yang Ling and the others mingled with the Japanese's defeated troops and soon arrived at their target, Maogu Village. Although the Japanese were defeated, dense fortifications were built in this small Maogu Village in a short period of time.
Looking at the criss-crossing barbed wire trenches and hidden strong fortresses outside Maogu Village, Yang Ling had to admire the little Japanese's ability in field fortifications.
They were able to build such complete defenses in a short period of time, which is something that the Chinese army currently lacks. Once a fight breaks out, many brothers may have to be sacrificed in front of these densely packed fortifications. Fortunately, they have already prepared this.