Chapter six hundred and seventy third unhappy trial
The Japanese squad leader rushed at the front, followed closely by the sergeant and more than thirty subordinates. As soon as they rushed to the village entrance, the squad leader was stunned.
The face that was still excited just now showed a look of horror.
"Baga, we were fooled!"
Directly in front of him at the entrance of the village, a heavy machine gun and two light machine guns were blocking the road, with the muzzles of the black holes pointed at him.
Behind the light and heavy machine guns, a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers were lying or squatting, looking at themselves with mocking expressions.
"Da da da..." As soon as the frightened cry came out, they pulled the trigger with a sneer.
The bullets spit out from the muzzles of the three machine guns intertwined with each other and instantly enveloped him and the men behind him.
Before he could take any evasive action, several bloody holes appeared on his body, and he fell to the ground with a look of despair.
The Japs behind were stunned for a moment, and then they wanted to turn around and retreat.
"Comrades, follow me and kill these dozens of Japanese soldiers!" The Eighth Route Army troops hiding in the house next to the village entrance rushed out like hungry wolves as the Japanese stared at them dumbfounded.
The first few machine gunners held their machine guns in their arms and opened fire on them as soon as they rushed out.
"Da da da...ah...baga..." At this time, in addition to the sound of gunshots on the battlefield, there were also the screams of the Japanese.
A total of ten light and heavy machine guns fired at the same time. More than thirty Japanese who were caught off guard had no room to fight back and were killed directly.
"Batalion Commander, the battle is over, all the little Japs have been killed!" the first company commander shouted excitedly.
"It's great. I haven't fought such a neat battle for a long time. I finally enjoyed it today!"
Jin Kai, who had followed along, threw the light machine gun that he had just held in his arms and charged personally to the guard, and looked equally excited: "Battalion Commander, I have been in the Northwest Army for so long, and I have never been able to fight Japanese enemies so neatly.
Only one person in the entire company was sacrificed to eliminate dozens of Japanese!"
Rong Jun was happy for a moment and then regained his composure: "The enemy hasn't finished fighting yet, so don't get too happy yet!"
"For the next battle, let the second company go to the village entrance to pick up a dozen clean Japs uniforms and let our people put them on. Then we will carry the Japs team leader on a stretcher and two light machine guns, and we will go to Zhouzhuang for a sneak attack.
stronghold!"
After the gunshots that suddenly rang out in Tianjiacun reached the Zhouzhuang stronghold, the face of the Japanese Army Cao who stayed behind at the stronghold suddenly turned ugly.
"Baga, there was the sound of heavy machine gun fire among the gunfire. The captain did not bring a heavy machine gun. That heavy machine gun must belong to the Eighth Route Army. We were fooled!"
Although the puppet army guarding here is also a company commander, he only has two platoons.
He has followed the Japanese to dominate for a long time, and he has long regarded the Japanese as his parents.
In his eyes, without the support of the Japanese, he would not be able to reap so many benefits from his position as company commander.
Therefore, when he heard that the Japanese who had gone out had been deceived and that something might happen to him, he panicked.
He invested a lot of money in the Japanese team leader before he gained the team leader's trust. If the team leader dies and a new team leader comes over, then his previous investment will definitely be lost.
What's more important is that if the Eighth Route Army that eliminated the squad leader wants to continue attacking the stronghold and there are less than twenty Japanese left in the stronghold, they will definitely be no match. By then, their lives will be in trouble.
The squad leader, whose expression became more serious the more he thought about it, immediately asked: "Taijun, what should we do next?"
"Wait!" Sergeant replied with a frown.
Following the order: "We must also be prepared for battle. I'm worried that if something happens to the captain, the Eighth Route Army will come over and attack our stronghold!"
"Do you want to ask for help from the town?" The company commander, who planned to save his own life first, asked immediately.
"Baga, we don't know anything, how can we ask for help?" The sergeant rejected the suggestion without hesitation.
He couldn't be sure whether the captain would really have an accident and report it rashly. And if there was no accident in the end, he would definitely not be able to escape the charge of lying about military information.
"Sir, someone from Tianjiacun is coming!" A scream suddenly sounded in the sergeant's ears.
The sergeant could vaguely see dozens of figures rushing towards the stronghold in panic.
"Baga, our only telescope was taken away by the captain. Can't we see their identity clearly?" the sergeant shouted with a frown.
After dozens of people rushed forward another two hundred meters, the puppet company commander shouted excitedly.
"It's the captain and the others, the captain is back!"
"But I didn't see the captain. Could it be that something happened to the captain?"
Suddenly, Wang Jianxin's figure appeared in the sight of the puppet company commander, looking very frightened. There was a stretcher beside Wang Jianxin, which was carried by four members of the maintenance team, panting and rushing towards the gun tower.
The company commander immediately made a judgment: "Taijun, the captain must be injured and is being carried on a stretcher by the Tianjia Village Maintenance Association escort team!"
"They must have been ambushed by the Eighth Route Army in Tianjia Village and then broke out like this!"
"Da da da..." Perhaps to prove what the puppet company commander said, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the direction of Tianjia Village, which startled the puppet company commander.
Inside the artillery building, whether they were puppet soldiers or Japanese soldiers, they all subconsciously pulled the bolts of their guns and were ready to shoot out at any time!
"It's the Eighth Route Army's pursuers who are coming to kill us!" the company commander was the first to react and shouted.
"Two of the queen's princes were beaten to death."
Then, without waiting for the Japanese officer next to him to speak, he ordered: "Brothers, prepare for battle and cover the Taijun outside as he enters the stronghold."
"As soon as the Eighth Route Army pursuers come into range, shoot immediately to block them. Otherwise, when they come over, we will all die!"
The Japanese Army Cao also knew that relying solely on these people in the stronghold would definitely not be able to stop the Eighth Route Army's attack.
In addition, the puppet company commander next to him had confirmed the identities of the captain and the others. The sergeant finally put aside his worries and concerns and ordered the remaining Japanese in the stronghold to prepare for the response.
When Wang Jianxin and his party were about to rush outside the stronghold, the puppet company commander decisively ordered his subordinates to open the gate of the stronghold.
The Japanese Army Cao gave the order to fire: "Shoot to block the Eighth Route Army behind!"
"Click, click, click..." Two machine guns and one heavy machine gun fired rapidly, and the dense bullets blocked the Eighth Route Army pursuers two hundred meters away.
Only then did the sergeant look at the captain who had already rushed to the gate.
Soon, the sergeant's face turned pale, and the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the gun tower looked at him in disbelief and shouted.
"Baga, we were fooled, they are not the captain!"
Among the more than ten people wearing Japanese military uniforms, none of them I knew, not even a familiar face.
The total number of Japanese in the entire garrison team is less than fifty. They meet every day, and even if they don't know each other, they are very familiar with each other.
But there was no familiar face in front of me, so there must be something wrong.
"Don't let them in, shoot and drive them out!"
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