The Japanese army was attacked, and the puppet soldiers walking in front and behind did not think about rescuing them, but quickly fell to the ground, holding their heads, trying to save their own lives first.
No matter how the officers next to them threatened or issued orders, they remained motionless.
He watched helplessly as his master was massacred by the sudden firepower and remained indifferent.
"Comrades, go over and kill all the Japs. I don't want the Japs to take prisoners. Those who are not killed by the puppet troops will be spared death. The others will be killed together with the Japs!" When gunshots rang out on the battlefield, Li Hao ordered decisively.
"Fight with me, surrender and avoid death, surrender your gun and not kill!" Several platoon leaders shouted at the top of their lungs as if they had been given blood.
Holding the box cannon in his hand, he was like a wild horse running wild, howling and rushing towards the battlefield.
There are not many Japanese soldiers left who have been baptized by light machine guns, pistols, and grenades.
After more than a hundred Eighth Route Army troops rushed over like wolves and tigers, they also planned to use their bayonets and assassinations to compete with the Eighth Route Army.
"Pa bang bang..."
Suddenly the sound of pistol shooting rang out, and the squad leader who rushed to the front fired decisively, not giving the Japanese a chance.
There were less than ten living little Japs, and in front of more than a dozen pistols, they were all killed in an instant like a whirlwind, leaving no one alive.
"Keep charging, there are puppet troops ahead. Those who surrender will avoid death, and those who surrender their guns will not be killed!" Deputy Captain Hong Linfeng took the lead and rushed to the front, shouting as he rushed.
Seeing a puppet army officer who still wanted to fight to the end, he raised his box cannon and forced his subordinates to fight back with their guns.
Hong Linfeng raised the cannon and shot a bunch of bullets at him.
Two bullets penetrated the officer's chest, shooting out two beautiful flowers of blood. Then the puppet officer fell to the ground with a scream.
"If you surrender without killing, those who surrender will avoid death!" Hong Linfeng continued to roar.
The battlefield was chaotic and there were gunshots everywhere, but his roar still spread far.
The dozen or so puppet soldiers closest to them were so frightened that they let go and dropped their guns on the ground. Then they knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands to express their surrender, fearing that the rushing Eighth Route Army would accidentally kill them.
"Captain, this battle was so exciting and clean. I haven't fought such a happy battle for a long time. All the more than a hundred Japanese and puppet troops were killed, not a single one escaped!" After the battle, Hong Linfeng found
Li Hao reported with excitement.
"A full Japanese infantry squad was killed by the third platoon along the way. About ten of them were killed. The other Japanese are all here, and no one is alive!"
"The puppet troops are still the same as before. They surrendered when they saw us rushing over and had no intention of resisting at all!"
Li Hao nodded and replied: "That's for sure!"
"The current puppet army was still an anti-Japanese soldier a few months ago, or even a month ago. They just followed the wrong commander and had to wear this skin as a last resort. Not many of them are willing to sacrifice their lives for the little devil!"
"It will be different in the future. The Japanese will definitely form and train their own puppet army. It will be very difficult to encounter them if they want to be so easy by then!"
"Without further ado, the troops will immediately clean up the battlefield and prepare to retreat!"
"Follow me to the Japanese and puppet army base to see the situation. If they don't know that the three troops they attacked have been killed by us, maybe we can make another mistake and kill some of their troops!"
"Yes, Captain!" Hong Linfeng was excited and looking forward to the answer.
At the temporary station of the Japanese and puppet troops, Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe frowned, looking very anxious.
The confidence that shrouded his face when he dispatched troops, after these two hours of waiting and killing, has now completely disappeared and been replaced by worry.
"Sir, don't worry, there are still gunshots coming from outside the station. As long as there are gunshots, it proves that our attacking troops are still safe!" the deputy captain hesitated and comforted.
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe shook his head and replied: "That being said, after being away for such a long time, it is both logical and reasonable to come back!"
"Not only have they not come back, but there is no news at all. If my judgment is correct, the situation of the three attacking troops must be much worse than we imagined!"
The vice-captain also feels it.
The officers in the army are usually proud soldiers who walk with their heads held high. If they achieve some results, they will definitely send someone back to report as soon as possible.
There is no news at all now, and it is probably what the captain has judged.
Not only did they fail to achieve any tangible results, but the troops also suffered considerable losses. The results did not correspond to the losses, and they were embarrassed to come back.
"Da da da... boom boom boom..."
Suddenly, an explosion mixed with gunshots entered the tent.
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe and the deputy captain seemed to be frightened and stood up.
After looking at each other, they both saw uneasiness and worry in each other's eyes.
"Is it an explosion of an artillery shell, or an explosion of an 81mm mortar shell made by the Empire? This kind of explosion sound is very familiar to me!" the deputy captain frowned and judged.
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's face became even more ugly: "The gunfire now is more intensive than before. Not only are there light machine guns, I also heard heavy machine gun fire!"
After saying that, Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe rushed out of the tent with his telescope.
Without a telescope, a fire two kilometers away from the station can be clearly seen, and the gunshots and explosions came from there.
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's face became even more ugly: "The attacking force only has one infantry squadron from the Imperial Army. It is not equipped with mortars and heavy machine guns. Those heavy weapons must be from the Eighth Route Army!"
"These Eighth Route Army soldiers even used heavy weapons. What do they want to do?"
The deputy captain immediately replied: "From my humble position, I judge that the Eighth Route Army must be attacking our attacking troops!"
"Our attacking troops must have fallen into the trap and were then attacked by the main force of the Eighth Route Army."
"In order to end the battle as quickly as possible and kill our attacking troops quickly, they used heavy machine guns and mortars!"
Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe said nothing with a sullen face, but he already agreed with his deputy's analysis.
He quickly raised his telescope and looked at the battlefield. He wanted to find more evidence to prove the judgment of the two men before he could issue an order.
The scope of the fire was so large that it could fit three of my attacking troops into it. There was fire rising up everywhere, with grenades exploding and artillery shells exploding.
Because of the terrain, Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe could not see the flames spurting from the muzzle of the machine gun fire, but the intensive sound of machine gun fire made him certain that there were at least twenty machine guns shooting on the battlefield, including crooked imperial equipment and Chinese equipment.
A large number of military equipment is made in the Czech Republic.
"It was our attack force that was attacked!" Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe finally made his decision.
"This is a conspiracy of the Eighth Route Army. Judging from the firepower, at least one regiment of them came over!"
"First use artillery fire to force us to attack, then lure the attacking troops into their pocket formations, and finally launch an attack to kill our attacking troops!"
"We absolutely cannot watch the attacking troops being killed under our noses!"
"And the purpose of our sweep this time is to kill the Eighth Route Army. Since their main force is here, let's kill them here to reduce the pressure on our next sweep!"
The vice-captain's frown quickly relaxed, and the worry on his face disappeared.
Looking at Lieutenant Colonel Watanabe's enthusiastic look on his face, he asked: "Sir, how are we going to fight?"
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