"Branch leader, it's not good, it's not good, we are surrounded by soldiers!"
With a clang, a panicked member of the Little Knife Club broke into the farmyard where the branch of Shiban Village was spending the night, and began to howl like a ghost.
When the branch leader of the Little Sword Society heard the shouts from outside that soldiers were surrounding the village, he was frightened and hurriedly picked up his clothes and climbed out of bed.
"what happened?!"
The branch leader of the Little Knife Club asked while putting clothes on his body and staring at the subordinate who crawled in.
"The soldiers are guerrillas, and they have surrounded the village!"
"how many people!?"
"There are hundreds of them, and they even have machine guns!"
Hearing this, the branch leader of the Little Sword Society suddenly screamed inwardly that something was wrong. They had just kidnapped someone else, and they were here to seek revenge.
"Don't be afraid. Hurry up and call people to the front to stop them and don't let them enter the village! I'll be there soon."
The branch leader of the Little Knife Club said this and turned around to go into the house, ready to run away with the collected money. He still knew that he was no match for the guerrillas.
After receiving the order, the member of the Little Knife Club hurried out of the house without asking any questions. Soon the sound of gongs sounded outside, and the gang members began to be called.
Shiban Village, shrouded in morning mist, was like boiling water. It immediately became noisy. Men, women and children in mottled and messy clothes rushed out with hoes and sickles and headed straight for the entrance of the village.
At this moment, Wu Changqing was following Yang Ling's order, leading a brother from an infantry company into the village to arrest the members of the Xiaodao Society. When he saw such a large group of people pouring out of the darkness, he was also frightened.
"Ready to fight"
Wu Changqing sidled to hide behind a wall, roared and waved his hand backwards.
The more than 100 officers and soldiers of the infantry company following Wu Changqing immediately dispersed with a roar, relying on walls, debris, etc. to hide themselves, and pointed their guns at the people rushing over.
"boom!"
Wu Changqing looked at the sky and pulled the trigger with a cold face. The large group of people who rushed over with shouts were frightened and stopped in their tracks.
"We are anti-Japanese guerrillas, not little devils. We are just here to arrest the murderers of the Little Knife Society. We have nothing to do with the others. We all go back to our homes, otherwise we will have no eyesight!"
Wu Changqing saw these civilians with weapons in their hands and warned them loudly.
"We all had a share in the killing of the guerrillas last night. No one can escape from it. We are blessed by magic talismans and are invulnerable. Charge up and kill them!" The members of the Little Sword Society saw the people hesitating and started making noises loudly again.
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As he spoke, the members of the Little Sword Society took out a large handful of so-called magic talismans from their arms and stuck them on the bodies of these people, encouraging them to move forward.
When these people saw the talismans affixed to their bodies, they seemed to be truly invulnerable, and they suddenly became energetic.
"The divine talisman protects the body and is invulnerable!"
"The divine talisman protects the body and is invulnerable!"
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The common people, holding sticks, sickles, and hoes in their hands, once again shouted and rushed towards the guerrilla officers and soldiers, with fanaticism on their faces.
Seeing these crazy people pouring over, the brothers in the infantry company were all pulling the bolts of their guns, their nerves tightened like steel wires, and they were ready to shoot at any time.
Battalion Commander Wu Changqing's face also darkened. He cursed that these knives would be really harmful to people. Even if they used these unarmed people as cover, if they encountered Japanese soldiers or puppet troops, none of them would survive.
"Don't even shoot, sniper team, kill the most vicious ones who are shouting with guns in their hands!"
Wu Changqing was worried that shooting would accidentally injure civilians, so he directly asked the sniper team to take action to kill the leaders.
Now every infantry company under Yang Ling's command has two two-person sniper teams. They are the best marksmen in the company and are responsible for sniping the opponent's machine gunners and commanders in battle.
Although the brothers in the sniper team still held 38 rifles, they were selected with the best performance. They had already occupied a favorable shooting position from the beginning.
Now after receiving Wu Changqing's order, in just a few breaths, dull gunshots rang out one after another.
I saw a few blood flowers splashing among the crowd rushing over. Two members of the Little Knife Club had fist-sized blood holes in their heads and fell to the ground straight away.
The warm blood splashed everywhere, startling the people who were shouting and rushing forward, and they were immediately frightened.
The other members of the Little Knife Club were also a little confused. Before they could understand why their companions were suddenly shot and killed, the bullets also hit them one after another.
The members of these small sword guilds were extremely conspicuous in the crowd, because they were the only ones holding long spears, short spears, knives and other weapons in their hands, while the common people took whatever they had.
As the members of the Little Sword Society were killed one by one, the people who rushed forward noisily stopped at first, and then quickly collapsed when they saw the flesh and blood of the people around them splattered.
"Run! They are killing people!"
When these bewitched people discovered that the so-called magic talismans did not work, their desire for survival still prevailed. They threw away everything in their hands, turned around and fled towards the village.
At this moment, the sound of exchange of fire was also heard from the mound behind the village. It was the branch leader of the Little Sword Society and his core confidants who were preparing to take the opportunity to escape and exchange fire with the guerrilla brothers who were responsible for the flank and rear encirclement.
"superior!"
Wu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the people who had been bewitched by the knife society were scared away by the burst of gunfire.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers, armed with live ammunition, rushed into the village with their guns in hand. Their brothers were killed by the members of the Little Sword Society, and now their hearts are filled with hatred.
Some members of the Little Knife Society saw the guerrillas beginning to charge into the village, and the people in the village had already fled in all directions uncontrollably.
After they looked at each other, they had to bite the bullet and shoot, trying to prevent the guerrillas from entering the village, and then waited for reinforcements from their branch leader.
"Da da da......"
Dozens of members of the Little Knife Society tried to resist. Their weapons were scattered and messy. Several light machine gun teams of the guerrilla infantry company raised their hands and fired a hail of bullets at them.
"Puff!"
"Ah!"
The dull sound of the bullet penetrating the gun sounded, and the blood mist filled the air. The members of the Little Knife Society fell like wheat.
The firepower of the two sides is not at the same level at all. In just one fight, Xiao Dao Hui will suffer heavy casualties.
The remaining members of the Little Knife Society were also frightened. They did not expect that the guerrilla officers and soldiers were so powerful. When they realized what they were doing, their faces turned pale with fright, and they turned and ran away.
But since they dared to shoot at the guerrilla brothers, how could they let them go? The brothers fired in an orderly manner, shooting them one by one and killing them one after another.
When battalion commander Wu Changqing led the guerrilla officers and soldiers into the village, they encountered almost no resistance. Except for some scattered members of the Little Knife Society who were stranded in Shiban Village, most of them had been shot.
And the common people did not expect that the guerrilla officers and soldiers would be so decisive in their killing. They closed their doors and hid under the windows. When they saw the knife-wielding people being chased and beaten to death by bullets, they were so frightened that they were shaking like chaff.
In fact, there is no need for these people to be afraid. Although Yang Ling is not a good man or woman, he is not a murderous person either. He can still distinguish between good and bad.
"Report, I have mostly eliminated the Xiao Dao Gui in the village, and arrested more than ten of its branch leaders and their key members." In just over ten minutes, the guerrilla officers and soldiers completely controlled the situation.