Chapter seven hundred and sixty second strangulation
The smell of blood wafted in the countryside, and there were some cold and stiff corpses in the ditches and grass.
"His grandma is a poor guy and doesn't even have a piece of the ocean."
One of the guerrillas searched the dead Japanese all over, but only found a crumpled pack of cigarettes. He couldn't help but raise his foot and kicked him hard.
"Just save it, the Japs don't bring money when they go out to fight, and they are not going to the market." Another brother who was squatting on guard turned his head and said with a smile.
"Okay, stop dawdling, take off your clothes, let's move out!"
As the leader of the combat team spoke, he knelt down and picked up the bloody helmet of the Japanese soldier.
"Why are we robbing dead people of their clothes? What a bad luck." The guerrillas who were ordered complained reluctantly.
"What do you know? This is Commander Yang's order, so it will certainly be useful."
Hearing that it was Yang Ling's order, the guerrilla thought so. Yang Ling, the commander, was not a person who did things without aim, so his subordinates became more agile.
Soon, the three dead Japanese soldiers were stripped like naked white pigs and thrown into the grass. They quickly disappeared with three sets of Japanese military uniforms.
The Japanese soldiers and the puppet army's infiltration teams had almost run out of dry food, and most of them returned to various strongholds and gun towers to replenish food.
After all, people are made of iron and they will panic when they are hungry. Although the Japanese have high fighting qualities, they are still human beings. If they don't eat, their physical strength will not be guaranteed, and there will be no fighting.
However, the Japanese and puppet soldiers did not expect to go back to replenish food, but they became the targets of hunting. They thought they could relax by getting close to their stronghold and the gun tower, but who knew that it would be the most dangerous.
The combat teams of the puppet army who returned early were quietly killed by Yang Ling and his guerrillas who were ambushing everywhere, without even having time to sound the alarm.
Although these puppet troops are well-trained and carefully selected elites, the guerrillas under Yang Ling and others have also undergone intensive training to be prepared for attack and unprepared, so they can naturally capture them with ease.
The puppet troops were eliminated one by one, and in the evening, the hungry Japanese tactical teams also returned one after another.
These devils were much more vigilant. Although the corpses of the puppet soldiers were hidden and disposed of, after all, nearly a hundred puppet soldiers were killed, and the smell of blood in the air has not dissipated.
"Something's wrong! Get ready to fight!"
The Japanese soldiers had rich combat experience, and the smell of blood that penetrated their nostrils made them alert. Under the order of the leading Japanese soldier, they all fell down with a crash.
"Let's go back and go back by another way!"
Looking at the empty fields in front of him, the Japanese sergeant became more serious than ever.
Although no enemy was found, he could already feel the fierce murderous intent in the strange and quiet atmosphere.
Although I don't know why there is danger so close to the stronghold, the Japanese Army Sergeant doesn't care so much now and wants to get out of here first.
"The devil seems to have discovered us..."
Behind the muddy field ridge, the ambush brothers had their bullets loaded. When they saw the Japanese who were no longer moving forward, they were also very troubled.
"Platoon leader, shall we fight?" Seeing that the Japanese were already cautiously retreating, a brother couldn't help but ask.
"Since it hit our gun, there's no reason not to fire. Fire!" After thinking for a few seconds, the platoon leader gritted his teeth and decisively ordered to fire.
Although they used knives to kill the puppet troops, it was also to prevent them from being exposed prematurely. Now that they have been exposed, there is no need to cover up.
The Japanese soldier held his gun and stepped back cautiously, but the gun still rang out.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dull sound of gunfire broke through the twilight countryside. With a pop, the bullet penetrated the chest of a Japanese soldier. The impact of the bullet caused the Japanese soldier to fall backwards and fall to the ground.
"run!"
Seeing that there was indeed an ambush, the Japanese soldier who was leading the group raised his hand and fired a shot. Regardless of whether he was hit or not, he turned around, picked up the fallen Japanese soldier, and ran away with him.
Since there was an ambush, there must be more people than them. These experienced Japanese soldiers knew it very well, so they evacuated without hesitation and had no intention of fighting.
"Chase me!"
When the Japanese saw that the situation was not going well, they immediately turned around and ran away, as slippery as loaches. The ambushed guerrilla officers and soldiers jumped up from the muddy fields and chased after them with guns in hand.
These Japanese soldiers were already hungry and returned to their stronghold to replenish food. However, who knew that this was a killing situation, they were shocked and ran away in a panic.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Dull gunshots rang out one after another in the countryside shrouded in dusk, and many combat groups who were ambushing the Japanese exchanged fire with the Japanese.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, some Japs wanted to break away from the battle and were chased by the guerrilla officers and soldiers, while some Japs were brave and skilled and prepared to attack forcefully. After all, there was a stronghold not far away, so they rushed through the blockade.
, they can live.
"Boom!"
A few Japs were running around in panic, with more than a dozen guerrilla officers and soldiers chasing after them. Suddenly, a grenade flew into the Japs from the reed swamp nearby and exploded suddenly.
The Japanese who were running away were suddenly knocked off their backs by the explosion, and the injured fell down in a pool of blood, screaming in pain.
"Hey, let's go, it's time to harvest the crops!"
Seeing the Japs being blown over, several guerrilla brothers came out of the reed swamps with bayonets in their hands, smiling, and stepped forward to hit them one by one. Soon the Japs were wiped out.
More than a dozen other guerrilla officers and soldiers who caught up with them, panting, saw the Japanese being blown up and came over cursing.
"Damn, he ran so fast, I almost lost him."
The guerrilla officers and soldiers lurked in small groups to shoot the Japanese soldiers. Facing the murderous countryside, the Japanese soldiers who were preparing to return to their strongholds felt like crying.
The Japanese soldiers and puppet troops in nearby strongholds and gun towers also heard gunfire in the nearby countryside. The sudden gunfire surprised them, thinking that the guerrillas were coming.
The Japanese and puppet troops in these strongholds were in a panic and rushed into bunkers, trenches and shooting positions. However, they waited and waited but did not see the guerrillas coming. In the dusk countryside, gunshots were already heard.
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"Brothers, gather together. The Taijun who went out the day before yesterday must have exchanged fire with the guerrillas. Let's go out to reinforce them!"
A puppet platoon leader who wanted to claim credit in front of the Japanese soldiers heard the exchange of fire between the 38-gun rifles and the 79-gun rifles. He quickly reacted and shouted to prepare to go out for reinforcements.
"You're so fucking stupid, what if it's a conspiracy by the guerrillas? If we lose our stronghold when we go out, how many heads do you have enough to chop off?"
Before the puppet platoon leader could finish his words, he was kicked in the head by the puppet company commander who walked out of the house, and he was scolded all over his face.
"Stick to your posts for me, don't attack without authorization!" the puppet company commander fiercely warned the panic-stricken puppet soldiers.
"Did you hear me clearly? Are your ears stuffed with donkey hair or something like that?!"
"yes!"
The puppet soldiers rushed to their respective fighting positions one after another, guarding tightly and watching helplessly as the hungry Japanese soldiers were strangled by the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the wilderness.
A little Jaap narrowly escaped death and broke through the guerrilla blockade and rushed to the puppet leader's stronghold, preparing to ask for help.
"It seems like someone is coming!" Seeing someone approaching, the puppet soldiers pulled the bolts of their guns and became alert as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
But it was already dark, and it was difficult to see clearly from a distance. The nervous puppet company commander also turned pale.
"Don't come any closer. If you come any closer, we'll shoot!" the puppet company commander shouted a warning from a distance.
"My... imperial army... don't... shoot..."
However, this little devil was also beaten to a pulp by the guerrillas. He did not stop in the face of the puppet soldiers' shouting, and responded stammeringly in Chinese.
"Did you hear clearly what was said?"
"No."
"Asking again, it seems to be Taijun..."
"boom!"
Before the puppet soldiers could make any further identification, the gunshots of the pursuing guerrilla officers and soldiers rang out, and the bullets flew past the sandbags, frightening the puppet company commander's whole body.
"Hit me, beat me hard! Damn it, I was almost deceived!" the puppet company commander also shouted.
The dense bullets flew out in a whoosh, and the Japanese soldier closest to the stronghold bore the brunt. His body was bleeding from the bullets. Looking at the shouting and fighting puppet soldiers, he threw himself to the ground unwillingly.