Chapter 1291 chips that can be thrown away at will
"Battal Commander, it's almost time!" the instructor reminded, staring at the mountain road.
Li Zhiyong frowned, pointed at the puppet battalion commander, and decisively pulled the trigger.
With a "Bah..." sound, the battalion commander who was enjoying the compliments of his subordinates was shot. The bullet drilled a hole in his back, and then flew out from his chest. Blood quickly poured out, staining his uniform red.
His eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground with a face full of fear.
The subordinates next to him were like frightened birds and instantly became panicked.
At this moment, the light and heavy machine guns set up next to the mountain road started firing.
Seven light machine guns and two heavy machine guns fired at them as if bullets were free.
The machine gunners and officers who were mixed in the middle of the team bore the brunt and were the first to be killed.
The remaining puppet troops suddenly became headless flies, scurrying around on the mountain road, looking for a place to hide.
However, panic did not let them survive, but accelerated their death.
Li Zhiyong withdrew from the battle after killing the puppet battalion commander. As a commander, he must keep an eye on the ambush battle at all times and seize the fleeting opportunity to deliver a fatal attack to the opponent.
Seeing that the puppet troops on the mountain road were all in chaos because they lost command, Li Zhiyong decided to stop the killing and end the battle quickly.
He decisively ordered: "Continue shooting with the machine guns, and all troops will rush out to capture the prisoners."
"The fire platoon moved to the mountain pass and shot at the Japanese and puppet troops entering the mountain to scare them and prevent them from returning for reinforcements."
On the mountain road, Saburo Nakata had already reached a position four to five hundred meters away from the mountain pass, urging the troops to continue to speed up while rushing forward.
After the ambush started behind him, he was shocked. He gave up the forward and main force and attacked the rear troops. This was something he did not expect.
On the spot, several subordinates requested to return to support the rear troops, and attack from inside and outside to kill the Eighth Route Army hiding in the mountain pass.
The person who reacted the most was the commander of the Imperial Association Military Camp.
Before calling for battle, he ordered the troops to prepare for battle. As long as Nakata Saburo nodded, he would immediately lead the troops back to the mountain pass.
The rear troops are all his own subordinates, almost one-third of his own strength.
If it is killed, the loss will be huge.
"Bageya Road, have you all forgotten my order before entering the mountain?" Nakata Saburo looked at his subordinates who were eager to try and cursed.
"Even a fool knows that this is a conspiracy of the Eighth Route Army. They want to hold us back and buy time to evacuate the people."
"If we return for reinforcements, we will fall right into the trap of the Eighth Route Army."
"The troops continue to advance, don't worry about the rear troops."
"As long as we can capture hostages in the mountains and lose hundreds of people, it will definitely be worth it."
The leader of the puppet army was about to cry.
In the eyes of Saburo Nakata, a battalion of troops is a bargaining chip. As long as the benefits of this bargaining chip are greater than its own value, he will throw it away without hesitation.
It's different in the eyes of the group leader.
These are troubled times. If you have a gun, you are a grass-headed king. The troops are the capital of your survival in the hands of the Japanese army.
A main force camp has almost one-third of its wealth, and if it is gone, it will be gone, and its life will definitely be difficult in the future.
He wanted to refute this order, but he did not have the courage, so he could only reluctantly order the troops to move forward.
After walking further into the mountain for five minutes, the gunfire from the mountain pass stopped.
"Company commander, these puppet troops are too inexperienced. After the comrades started charging, they rushed to be prisoners one by one. There was no one who resisted, and there was no opponent even if they wanted to fight with bayonets." The deputy company commander found Li Zhiyong and reported.
Although there was a lot of helplessness in his words, the smile on his face betrayed his mood at this moment, which was very exciting.
"Don't be so good when you get a bargain!" the instructor scolded.
"I hope that as many prisoners as possible surrender, the better."
"This counter-mopping operation will definitely take a long time. One of the two recruit companies in our independent battalion has almost been used, and the other has not started training. It will definitely not be able to replenish the troops. If there is a shortage of troops in the next battle, it will be
No replacements available."
"With these prisoners, the situation will be much better."
"They have been systematically trained and have been on the battlefield. As long as they change their minds, they are the best supplementary soldiers."
Li Zhiyong said: "I agree with the instructor's analysis."
"A war is imminent, and prisoners are worth more than dead people."
"Order the fire platoon to escort all prisoners and captures back to the camp headquarters and hand them over to the instructors. The others will replenish ammunition and march quickly to pursue the Japanese and puppet troops entering the mountains."
"Last night, the villagers moved to a hidden position fifteen kilometers southwest of the hiding place. We tried to bring the Japanese and puppet troops to the southeast, greeted them well in the mountains, and let them taste the power of our independent battalion."
On the mountain road, the Japanese and puppet troops were walking faster and faster.
The vice-captain caught up with Saburo Nakata with a map. He panted and pointed at the map and reported: "Captain, judging from the map, we can reach the hiding point in ten minutes."
"All troops are ready for battle!" Saburo Nakata made a prompt decision.
"The left wing of the first squadron is outflanking, the second squadron is outflanking on the right wing, and the others continue to advance along the mountain road."
"We have been traveling for so long. The people in the hiding place must have received the news in advance and moved to the mountains."
"But there are many of them, including a large number of old, weak, women and children, and they also carry a large amount of daily necessities. They will definitely not be able to move fast."
"We spent nearly three hours on the road. Subtracting the time required to deliver the message, the hostages we were looking for were at most five kilometers away from the hiding place."
"After the troops arrived at the hiding place, they arrested anyone they could see. If they couldn't see anyone, they immediately searched the surrounding area, found the traces left by the Chinese who retreated from the hiding place, and continued to hunt them down."
"As long as we are fast enough, we can definitely catch up with them in two to three hours."
More than 300 Japanese soldiers quickly broke away from the troops, rifles in hand, and formed a fighting formation to attack the hiding spot.
As expected, except for the densely packed earthen nests, the bottles and cans discarded by the villagers, and the pile of firewood that had not been burned out, there was no one there.
Saburo Nakata thought of this result on the way, without any disappointed expression on his face.
Ten minutes later, a captain ran over and reported: "Captain, we found traces of the Chinese retreat in the southeast."
"There are a lot of bottles and cans hidden among the grass and shrubs. They must have been hidden by the Chinese in order to speed up their retreat."
A captain who was searching for hiding spots ran over and said, "Sir, we have found more than a thousand dens here, and there must be more than 5,000 Chinese hiding here."
"The piles of firewood in many shacks are still warm and there are things cooked on them, which shows that these Chinese people received the transfer order in a hurry and left here for up to an hour and a half."
These findings prove that my judgment is correct without exception.
Saburo Nakata was more confident to complete the mission and immediately ordered: "The traces of the Chinese retreat were discovered by the Second Squadron. From now on, the Second Squadron will act as the vanguard, and other troops will follow up and immediately pursue the moving Chinese."
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