...Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan returned with the two pursuing teams and met with regiment leader Kong Jie.
Although Shen Quan didn't speak and the soldiers didn't show any dejected look, Kong Jie still guessed something from the collective silence of the soldiers.
"Run away?" Kong Jie asked.
"Yes!" Shen Quan said helplessly, "We could have successfully outflanked us, but we were delayed for a while by a Japs sniper on the way. We were exposed in advance, and the Japs ran ahead of us."
"Captain, punish me! It's all my fault. I clearly hit the Japanese sniper with my gun, but I didn't expect that he didn't die!" Ye Min, the deputy captain of the commando team, blamed himself.
"Captain, and I, too, I thought the Japanese sniper had been killed." Wang Xikui blamed himself.
Kong Jie didn't say much. He noticed that there were blood stains on Shen Quan's body and asked quickly: "Chen Quan, where is your kid injured?"
As he was about to step forward to check, Shen Quan said: "Captain, it's okay, I just let the little devil take a bite."
Mu Mu, the leader of the investigation team who came back together, was holding the Type 97 sniper rifle that he had seized after finally finding the body of Yamamoto's special agent team sniper Shadow in the forest.
"Captain, the second battalion commander was injured by this gun."
Kong Jie took the sniper rifle handed over by Mu Mu, played with it for a moment, and said with a smile: "Chen Quan, you are really lucky. This is a Japanese sniper rifle, and the one who hit you is also a Japanese sniper. Aren't you afraid that the cowhide will be blown open and let the little devil take a bite?"
Chen Quan spread his hands without changing his expression and said: "There was a tree root under my feet, and I almost tripped it. I was going to scold it, but in the end, they saved my life. As soon as I tilted my body, the Japanese bullet hit me. Hit on the shoulder."
The second battalion commander spoke calmly, but everyone took a breath of cold air. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the tree roots, the second battalion commander would have been in danger.
Kong Jie was also frightened, slapping his thigh and saying, "Damn it, in this battle, more than 20 brothers were sacrificed, and I almost lost my second battalion commander!"
But the Eighth Route Army's revolutionary optimism still needs to be carried forward.
At this time, the battlefield was almost cleaned, and together with the Japanese sniper Shadow who was dragged over, there were a total of forty-six Japanese corpses.
The captured equipment was also piled up.
Forty-two German MP38 submachine guns (ten of which were damaged by artillery), three Type 96 light machine guns (all damaged), five Type 89 grenade launchers (three damaged), and Type 97 sniper rifles One, five Browning pistols, twelve rifles, twenty-five Southern Type 14 pistols, more than fifty grenades, more than thirty daggers, forty-six bulletproof vests, and thirteen thousand bullets of various calibers More than a thousand hairs...
The sad Yamamoto came with arrogance, but he escaped in a panic. Not only was the body of the special agent team member, he didn't even have time to take away the weapons.
Kong Jie gathered all the soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield and said loudly:
"Have you all seen it, comrades? These are the Japs we killed tonight. Although we only killed more than forty people, the materials and equipment seized can almost catch up with our transport team that robbed the Japs."
"Damn it, if all the little devils could be as rich as the devil tonight, wouldn't we celebrate the New Year every day?"
Ha ha ha ha--
The soldiers laughed together, and the leader said that tonight's battle was indeed a great victory.
Kong Jie continued: "Besides, you have all seen that the Japs who attacked us tonight are completely different from the Japs' conventional combat troops. Not to mention the many, the equipment they have is definitely not something that ordinary Japs can have. It was a submachine gun and a bulletproof vest. The amount of ammunition reserves on each person was far more than that of ordinary Japs. In particular, some of the Japs were running around with five or six bullet boxes on their backs, and the total number of bullets on their bodies was more than 300 rounds. "
"So we can surmise that this Japanese army is definitely the most elite force in the Japanese army."
"But what's the result? It still fell into the hands of our independent group. If it weren't for the Japanese snipers secretly causing trouble this time, none of these Japanese would have even thought of escaping!"
"What kind of bullshit elites are they? They are just like chickens and dogs in front of our independent group. They are totally vulnerable."
Kong Jie made heroic adverbials and tactically despised the enemy.
Motivated and affirmed by the soldiers' fighting, Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan had time to report:
"By the way, Commander, although our pursuit team was delayed for a while because of the Japanese sniper, allowing the little Japanese to escape, we pursued him for a while."
Kong Jie asked: "You guys have been chasing each other for so long and yet you haven't caught up?"
He was not worried that Yamamoto's special agent team would dare to fight back.
The special agent team in the previous ambush battle had been severely damaged. Yamamoto, the old Japanese, probably only wanted to save his own special agent team, so how could he have the courage to turn around and fight back.
Coupled with the strength advantage of the Second Battalion, even the Yamamoto special forces could only flee.
Chen Quan smiled bitterly and said: "These Japs are all very nimble, they run very fast, and their physical strength is amazing. Many of our soldiers are so tired that they are out of breath, but the Japs never slowed down from the beginning to the end."
"There have been several firefights, but the distance between the two sides is too far, and no one can do anything to the other."
"Later, commander, guess what? This little devil was chased too closely by us and he plunged into the defense area of the 57th Regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army."
"Regiment 57!"
Kong Jie was a little startled. He knew that this team of the Jinsui Army was stationed not too far from Yangcun. Although it was not as famous and strong as the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army, it was still a quite elite team of the Jinsui Army. The regiment has more than 2,000 troops.
Team Yamamoto probably ran away too hastily, panicked and accidentally ran into him.
That's fine, maybe the 57th Regiment of the Jinsui Army would react and take care of the Yamamoto special agent team, which would eliminate Kong Jie's worries.
"It's just that these Japanese soldiers are pretending to be our Eighth Route Army. If the Jinsui Army is stupid and treats them as members of our Eighth Route Army, causing friction between our two armies, it will not be good."
"Chen Quan, didn't you kid warn the friendly forces?"
Shen Quan said: "How can it be possible! Commander, I have also considered this level. I also fired a gun to remind the 57th Regiment. In addition, I communicated with the sentries of the 57th Regiment remotely and said that there was a group of Japanese soldiers disguised as our Eighth Route Army. , launched a sneak attack on Yangcun, and asked the 57th Regiment to be more vigilant, but they didn’t appreciate it and seemed to doubt our identity, so we had no choice but to go back home.”
Kong Jie nodded, "Okay, just remind me. As for whether you appreciate it or not, that's someone else's business. Just pack up and go back to the village! It's so late at night, I still have to catch up on my sleep!"
"Oh, by the way, after daybreak, when there is enough light, let the soldiers come out to clean the battlefield again and pick up all the fallen bullet casings and so on."
Shen Quan was dumbfounded, "Captain, what are you doing picking up bullet casings?"
Kong Jie said: "This is called recycling. Bullet casings are still materials and will come in handy. You will know soon."
"Yes!" Shen Quan responded, but he was guessing in his heart what the captain was planning!
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