Chapter 533 What does the Eighth Route Army want to do?
"Then what should we do?" Huang Yuanqiang asked immediately.
"Pick the soft persimmon!" Wang Ping replied in surprise.
Huang Yuanqiang's already frowning frown deepened now, and he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "But I didn't see the weak persimmon! The Japanese army has a brigade of troops at the three food stations outside the city. If
If I really want to say that the only place with a smaller garrison is Fengling Town, there is no Imperial Army garrison there!"
A very mysterious smile slowly appeared on Wang Ping's face.
"There is indeed no soft persimmon for us to pinch. Besides, the Japanese are not fools. They cannot take the initiative to expose the soft persimmon to us for pinching. Since there is no ready-made soft persimmon for us to pinch, then we will create a soft persimmon ourselves.
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It has been three days since Colonel Matsumoto led a squadron of special forces to the grain depot.
The Eighth Route Army, which had been out to grab food supplies some time ago, seems to have disappeared in the past few days, without any movement.
As a veteran, Matsumoto not only did not relax, but tightened his nerves even more.
In Matsumoto's opinion, the tranquility in front of him was probably the last calm before the decisive battle broke out. He didn't know when the Eighth Route Army, which had accumulated enough strength, would launch the most deadly attack on the imperial army.
With this idea and judgment in mind, Colonel Matsumoto not only tensed his own nerves, but also ordered the garrison guarding the three granaries to be on guard against a sneak attack by the Eighth Route Army.
"Bang bang bang... boom boom..." Suddenly, a burst of gunfire mixed with two explosions reached Matsumoto's ears, and Matsumoto, who was frowning, suddenly woke up.
"The Eighth Route Army must be here. The wait for several days is finally not in vain!" Colonel Matsumoto shouted with excitement.
He picked up the submachine gun hanging on the wall, loaded a magazine full of bullets, loaded the bullet, and then walked outside, shouting loudly as he walked.
"Gather, everyone from the Third Squadron, the Eighth Route Army is coming, get ready to fight!"
In less than a minute, a squadron of more than eighty Japanese special forces stood in front of Matsumoto, fully armed.
At this time, the gun battle outside the village not only did not stop, but intensified.
The sounds of rifles, pistols, submachine guns, light and heavy machine guns, and even mortars were all mixed together.
Colonel Matsumoto not only did not show the nervousness before the battle, but became more and more excited, and then shouted with a fanatical look: "The Eighth Route Army special forces are also here, all of them, follow me to reinforce the battlefield, and use the squad as a unit to kill the sneak attack here.
The Eighth Route Army, especially their special forces, cannot let them escape this time no matter what!"
After saying that, Colonel Matsumoto took the lead and rushed out of the warehouse where Te was hiding.
"What's going on? Why did the gunfire stop?" Just when he was about to rush to the battlefield, the gunfire that kept ringing in front suddenly stopped. Although the movements of Colonel Matsumoto's feet did not stop, a big question arose in his heart.
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As soon as they rushed into the battlefield filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, a captain ran over dragging his injured arm with his face covered in gunpowder smoke.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has been repelled by us!"
"Tuba Road has retreated. Aren't they here to grab food? Why did they retreat so quickly?" Colonel Matsumoto frowned and muttered to himself.
Then he stared at the captain and asked: "How many people came from Tubal Road, and how are their equipment? Also, did the troops suffer heavy losses?"
The captain whose arm was injured immediately lowered his head and replied with a depressed expression: "A dozen people came from Tubal Road, and they directly touched the position thirty or forty meters in front of us to launch an attack, which caught us off guard!"
"Their equipment is very good, and each of them has an automatic weapon. The squad guarding here was beaten to pieces before they could fight back.
Fortunately, the patrol was nearby and withstood their attack, and then persisted until I led the reinforcements."
"I saw that there were not many people on Tubal Road, so I wanted to outflank them and kill them. But I didn't expect that they ambush the troops outside, and their firepower was also very powerful. A detoured team was directly surrounded by them, and they were killed without holding on for two minutes.
, and then the Tuba Road who attacked us retreated."
"In less than five minutes of fighting, we lost nearly two infantry squads!"
"The Eighth Route Army took away all the wounded and corpses when they retreated. We don't know how many their casualties were!"
"The one who attacked you must be the Eighth Route Army special forces. Didn't they come here for food? Why did they retreat after fighting? Who can tell me what they want to do? What is their purpose." Colonel Matsumoto frowned and judged.
The squadron leader next to him immediately asked: "Captain, the Eighth Route Army special forces have appeared. They have just retreated and must not have gone too far. Do you want to pursue them now and kill them?"
Time and time again, the Eighth Route Army Special Forces used the corpses of their special forces to tell Colonel Matsumoto that even if the special operations team could not match the training of the special forces in his hands, as long as the strategy was used well, they could still brutally abuse the special forces in his hands.
Colonel Matsumoto, who was still looking arrogant just now, after hearing the squadron leader's request for battle, and then seeing the blinding night outside the town, an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his mind, and then a look of hesitation appeared on his face.
Originally, I prepared a large net in the warehouse for the Eighth Route Army special forces.
Now, an inexplicable attack and retreat by the Eighth Route Army's special forces directly took the initiative on the battlefield away from itself, and then set up a net in the blinding night, waiting for them to send out.
Thinking of this, the hesitation on Colonel Matsumoto's face turned into fear, and then he objected firmly: "No, the Eighth Route Army special forces are too cunning. They must have set up traps outside that we don't know about. As long as we go out to chase them, we will
You will be fooled!"
After the order was issued, large beads of sweat broke out on Colonel Matsumoto's forehead due to nervousness.
After taking a long breath of relief, Colonel Matsumoto slowly calmed down and continued to order: "As long as the Eighth Route Army does not solve the food problem for one day, they will attack here again."
"We just need to set up a net here and wait. The Eighth Route Army, which is short of food, will definitely come and attack us, and then get into this big net!"
"So, it is only a matter of time before the Eighth Route Army special forces are eliminated. There is no need for us to risk the entire squadron just for this little time!"
"If I'm not mistaken, the Eighth Route Army special forces' attack just now was to force us out and then take the opportunity to eliminate us. In this way, if they attack the grain depot again, they will lose our strong enemy. We must not be fooled!"
In a ravine less than two kilometers away from Fengling Town, Huang Yuanqiang finally returned here with the wounded after driving for nearly half an hour.
As soon as they entered, Huang Yuanqiang rushed to Wang Ping and reported.
"Captain, the battle just now was so good. In less than five minutes, we killed at least two teams of Japs. I only sacrificed two team members and injured one person!"
"How to fight next, captain, please give the order!"
"Let's not fight for today. Tomorrow, we will attack Fengling Town as usual, hit and run, mainly killing and injuring the Japanese garrison. Don't forget to attack in another place!" Wang Ping replied calmly.
Huang Yuanqiang, who was full of fighting spirit just now, instantly turned into a defeated rooster. He lowered his head and answered: "Yes, captain!"
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