"Da da da... bah bah..."
A fierce exchange of fire suddenly rang out from the brigade headquarters. Both the gendarmerie squadron leader and the Royal Association Army commander Wang saw panic and uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Just as he was about to send someone out to take a look, the puppet army guard company commander rushed in with a frightened expression: "The regiment... something big has happened..."
"The Eighth Route Army has entered the city... and has rushed to the headquarters. The brothers are resisting desperately. You must leave here immediately?"
"How is it possible: Yangquan City is well-defended and there are thousands of troops guarding the city. How come it was breached so quickly... You must be mistaken!" Captain Wang asked with a look of disbelief.
The gendarmerie squadron leader could understand part of the Chinese language, and the expression on his face was similar to that of Captain Wang, who was both shocked and incredulous.
Just as he was about to ask a few questions, several explosions of "Boom, boom, boom..." suddenly sounded on the street across the wall. Commander Wang looked over and saw a dozen subordinates, like bereaved dogs, retreating from the gate of the headquarters into the yard. I can't see their usual arrogance.
"Da da da……"
Several Eighth Route Army troops followed them to the gate of the headquarters. One of them held a submachine gun and aimed at the subordinates who had just retreated into the yard and fired at them.
"Tuanzu... lie down..."
The guards suddenly took action, threw the puppet commander Wang to the ground, and pulled him back from the gate of hell.
But a bullet still flew into the war room close to Commander Wang's scalp, scaring him into a cold sweat, and then he retreated toward the backyard with a face full of panic.
The more die-hard a traitor is, the more afraid of death he is. Captain Wang is such a person.
In the face of life and death, the position of the commander of the puppet army, the safety of his subordinates, and the task of defending the city entrusted to him by Major General Miyazawa... were all forgotten by him, and he only thought about how to escape from the Eighth Route Army...
The puppet soldiers who had just retreated into the courtyard were not so lucky, and bullets chased their butts.
With just one round of shooting, the dense rain of bullets killed them all...
"There aren't many enemies left in front of us. Let's rush in and capture the Japanese headquarters..." Kong Jie rushed into the middle of the team and saw that the guard company had taken control of the battlefield situation and suppressed the remaining two Japs. He decisively let the guards The company continues to advance forward
"Hand in your guns and surrender to avoid death. Kill all those who resist to the end...Comrades, charge..."
"Da da da……"
Three machine gunners from the guard company followed up in time. The machine guns were hung in their arms and used as submachine guns. They continued to shoot the puppet soldiers that the submachine gunners had not killed.
Several riflemen took the opportunity to throw a round of grenades into the yard.
"Boom boom boom..."
As soon as the explosion sounded, the submachine gunner with a new magazine had already rushed into the yard, using the smoke cover, and went straight to the war room.
The submachine gun in his hand kept roaring, pouring bullets at all targets they considered suspicious...
Two Japanese operators were guarding the telecommunications room. The guard company's attack on the headquarters was so sudden and so fast that the gendarmerie squadron leader moved toward the backyard before he could give them any orders.
The radio is as important a piece of equipment in the army as artillery. No matter how bold they are, they would not dare to destroy it without the order of their superiors.
But as a soldier, they still fulfilled their duties.
The operator's instinct made them subconsciously turn on the transmitter, and decided to report the news that Yangquan had been destroyed to the brigade commander at the last moment.
As a result, before they could contact the brigade leader, a hail of bullets came through the broken window and directly beat them into pieces...
The third guard squad was responsible for raiding the telecommunications room. In order to protect the radio station, they had avoided using grenades.
The several shots that killed the operator were fired by the squad leader with his pistol.
The pistol has low power and will cause minimal damage to the radio. Even if it is hit, it will not have much impact.
When I rushed into the telecommunications room, I saw two operators lying on the table. Their backs were shot by bullets and were bleeding. There were four radio stations of different sizes on the table. Two radio stations were still flashing red lights. OK
The regiment leader said more than once that the Independent Regiment lacked radio stations and had not captured them in several major battles. Unexpectedly, four of them were captured in one battle today. His face suddenly lit up with joy and he shouted loudly into the yard.
"Captain...the little devils didn't destroy the radio station. We seized all the radio stations they equipped...four in total...we made a fortune..."
"Where is the radio station?" Kong Jie rushed over after hearing the news. His face was happier than eating honey. He rushed into the room and started checking several radio stations!
"This is a high-power radio. I saw it at the headquarters...a good treasure that even money can't buy!" Kong Jie pointed to the largest radio station on the table and introduced it.
"You have done a great job... When the battle is over, I will personally deliver this radio station to the headquarters. You will definitely not be able to escape with a third-class meritorious service!"
"From now on, the third guard squad has only one mission: to safely return the four radios and related accessories to the base at all costs... No one can get close to these radios without my order!"
The leader of the puppet army and the leader of the Japanese military police squadron did not escape death in the end...
As soon as the back door was opened, a row of bullets was fired from outside.
At first, Commander Wang wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had more people and the other party was not equipped with machine guns, so he could rush out.
As a result, as soon as he took the gendarmerie squadron leader out of the back door, a string of machine gun bullets flew towards him, along with seven or eight rifle bullets.
The instinct to save his life made Captain Wang lie down quickly and avoid most of the bullets, but one bullet still hit his shoulder blade. Blood spurted out from the wound, making him tremble in pain.
But in order to survive, he still endured the pain and asked his men to retreat to the backyard. It happened that a hail of bullets came from behind.
Captain Wang was just being held up by the guards, and a bullet hit him in the back, killing him...
Huang Yu went straight to the arsenal under the leadership of a puppet prisoner.
As soon as gunshots were fired outside the city, the thirty or so puppet troops defending here were awakened.
Entering the position amidst the platoon leader's yells and curses...
Not long after, intensive firefights also came from the headquarters...
This unexpected situation cast a shadow on the faces of all the puppet soldiers.
Yangquan was empty of troops and there were almost no Japanese defenses in the city.
If the enemy attacking the city has already entered the city and starts attacking the headquarters, Yangquan County will most likely be lost.
If Yangquan is lost, these puppet soldiers will either be taken as prisoners, or they will fight to the end and be buried with the little Japanese.
They don't want to die. Many of them wear this kind of clothing just to earn a living, and few are willing to bear the reputation of being a traitor for the rest of their lives and be buried with the Japanese.
As a result, a group of people looked at the platoon leader at the same time as if they had agreed, and placed their hope of survival on him.
The platoon leader felt that the pressure on his shoulders was even greater than when he put on this leather.
Leading his subordinates to kill the arsenal, not to mention how many subordinates will listen to him, once he does this, he will either be killed by the Eighth Route Army, or shot by his subordinates, and he will always be stigmatized as a traitor.
This path was rejected by the platoon leader without hesitation.
After much thought, he decided it would depend on the situation on the battlefield.
If Yangquan was really breached, he would lead his men to surrender to the Eighth Route Army and become prisoners to save his life.
If Yangquan had not been broken through and it was possible to hold it, in order to avoid retaliation from the Japanese, we could only follow the Japanese all the way to the dark side and defend the arsenal.
"Platoon commander, someone is rushing towards the arsenal..." a subordinate suddenly shouted.
"Is it one of our own or the enemy?" the platoon leader asked quickly, his heart immediately rising to his throat.
"The night is too dark, I can't see very clearly... The formation looks like the enemy, and our own people can't move so neatly!" the subordinate replied.
"Everyone, stop shooting...you two go over and take a look?" the platoon leader pointed at his two subordinates and ordered.
The two puppet soldiers were very scared and felt guilty... until the platoon leader threatened with a gun, they cautiously walked out of the bunker...
"Platoon leader, they are the Eighth Route Army, with at least one company in strength... Yangquan County has been captured by the Eighth Route Army. Let us surrender immediately..." While the platoon leader was anxiously waiting for an answer, the panic-filled voices of his subordinates suddenly sounded from the front.
Zhang Tiezhu, the loudest member of the assault platoon, shouted: "Listen to the puppet troops in front, we are troops of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. You have been surrounded. Surrender immediately!"
"I'll give you a minute to think about it. Once the time is up, we'll start attacking!"
"This is your last chance to save your life! If you miss it, it's gone!"
"Platoon commander...surrender quickly..." his subordinates persuaded him to surrender again.
"The Eighth Route Army is equipped with three grenade launchers, three light machine guns, and more than a dozen submachine guns. They must be the elite of the independent regiment!"
"We are definitely no match. If we don't surrender, we will have no chance!"
"Machine guns ready... grenades aimed at the arsenal... If they don't surrender, we will blow them up together with the arsenal!" Zhang Tiezhu shouted again with a loud voice. Compared with just now, this sentence was obviously more threatening.
There is a large amount of ammunition piled up in the arsenal. Once an explosion occurs during a firefight, everyone will be blown to pieces and not even a body can be found.
All the puppet troops, including the platoon leader, were frightened and looked defeated.
Seeing that several of his subordinates were staring at him with hatred, and the muzzles of their rifles were always pointed at him intentionally or unintentionally, the platoon leader didn't want to be shot in the dark by his subordinates, let alone be wiped out and die here, so he shouted quickly.
"I surrender……"
"Commander of the Eighth Route Army...I will surrender now, please don't fire..."
At the headquarters of the Japanese Fourth Mixed Brigade, the guard company that killed all the Japanese and puppet troops is cleaning the battlefield everywhere.
In a small courtyard on the side of the war room, several behemoths covered by raincloths caught Kong Jie's attention. When he lifted the raincloth, he saw three brand-new wheeled armored vehicles.
"What a good thing... I didn't expect that the Japanese brigade headquarters would hide such a good treasure..." Kong Jie sighed as he patted the cold iron plate of the armored vehicle.
The guard company commander rushed into the yard and said with excitement: "Captain, is this the little devil's armored car?"
"Such a thick protective steel plate, even a heavy machine gun can't penetrate it..."
"Even if it is attacked by a mortar, as long as it is not hit directly, the people inside will not be hurt!"
"I've fought armored vehicles before, and lost two or three squads of soldiers without even taking them down!"
"If we can bring these three vehicles back to the base, we can use armored vehicles to kill the Japanese... It will definitely be fun!"
