Zegu's search took nearly an hour, and he consumed hundreds of rounds of bullets. He finally returned in style after having satisfied his addiction to strafing.
Captain Sugiyama praised Zegu, and then signaled the search team to clear the way, and the vehicle entered Liujiawa's gourd mouth with great swagger.
Even though they had searched it once, the Japanese were still on alert. Several San Douzi vehicles opened the way in front of them, and the transport vehicles behind them passed by one after another.
The Japanese's marching formation was that two teams of escorts rode in three vehicles, two in front and one in the back. The seven or eight vehicles in the middle were filled with supplies. Three vehicles with three buckets opened the road in front, and the march was all motorized.
The speed was about 20 kilometers per hour, and it took half an hour to pass.
Finally successfully leaving Liujiawa, the old Japanese from Shanshan let out a long sigh of relief. There was an open area in front of him. According to normal thinking, the guerrillas would not set up an ambush here.
There are too few people to defeat two squads of imperial troops. If there are too many, it will be easy to be discovered!
"Hurry up!"
Sugiyama, who was sitting in the cab of the first car, loudly urged the driver that the delay in Liujiawa was too long and that he had to speed up to reach Zezhou before dark.
Zegu's search team continued to perform their search duties, but it was relatively simple. They just stopped every once in a while, swept a few shuttles, and destroyed the flowers and plants along the way.
Naturally, a search of this intensity could not find Yilian who was lurking in a natural ditch dozens of meters away from the road, let alone Ma Xiaowu, who was lurking in the grass on the roadside.
After the Japanese search team left, within a few minutes, a convoy transporting supplies came over. The first two vehicles were filled with Japanese soldiers armed with live ammunition.
Li Qing kept staring at the first vehicle, estimating the location of the explosion. If there was no explosion after passing, he could only activate the second plan, attack with grenades, and leave as many vehicles as possible.
Ma Xiaowu was just as anxious as Li Qing. This was the first time he had taken on such an important task alone. He personally checked the ignition device several times, fearing that it might fall apart at the critical moment.
He had already thought about it. If the detonation failed, he would grab a few grenades and rush to the second car, making sure to keep the Japanese convoy behind!
He was very nervous when the motorcycle came, for fear of being discovered, but fortunately the Japanese motorcycle drove over without even stopping.
Then he heard the rumble of a car. He stared at the front of the Japanese car and estimated the distance——
200 meters
50 meters
35 meters!
Ma Xiaowu pulled the cable decisively, and the grenade began to smoke...
7 seconds
5 seconds
3 seconds
1 second
The enemy's car has passed the blasting point
Ma Xiaowu was already ready to take out the grenade...
"boom!"
The sound of nature!
The bomb exploded perfectly at the rear wheel of the car, knocking the first car violently to the ground.
The old devil Sugiyama was sitting in the cab. First he heard a huge explosion, and then he felt that the vehicle and himself were thrown up by the shock wave. The entire vehicle rolled over to the ground in an instant, blocking the road.
Even if it is not blocked, the huge crater created by the explosion will make it impossible for vehicles behind to pass.
Old Japanese Sugiyama's big head hit the iron plate of the cab hard, and when he opened the gourd, his brains spurted out. His good luck was over!
All the Japanese in the first carriage were thrown out, causing heavy casualties.
After the explosion, the driver of the second car reflexively stepped on the brakes. If he had reacted slower, he would have rear-ended the car.
"Enemy attack!"
Just as the Japs on the second car shouted out, before they could even jump out of the car, a large group of black dots flew towards them like crows in the sky!
"Bagayalu, hand grenade——"
"Boom boom boom!"
The explosion drowned out the last bomb, and at the same time, the Japanese in the last car were also drowned.
The specialty of the independent battalion is saturation grenade attack. It doesn't care about grenades at all. Each vehicle withstood the blow of fifty or sixty grenades in the first wave!
It can only be described as "prodigal". Gao Wancheng would curse if he saw it.
If it were Chu Xiong, he would definitely say:
"Damn, it's so brutal, I like it!"
Otherwise, Li Qing and others like to fight with Chu Xiong. He never cares about ammunition.
The benefits of being a prodigal came to light. The Japanese in the two cars were blown to pieces, and few of them could stand up after the explosion.
What's even more prodigal is that Li Qing ordered his people to throw another round of grenades. This round was a complete waste. Even Chu Xiong would have scolded the prodigal when he saw it!
"Blow the charge!"
After two rounds of grenades, Li Qing gave the order to charge, jumped out of the ditch first, and rushed down the road.
The loud charge horn sounded, and more than two hundred soldiers rushed into the sparse group of Japanese like tigers descending from the mountain, and quickly eliminated the remaining twenty or so Japanese.
It's a pity that the Japs took the opportunity to blow up a truck of food. Fortunately, they charged in time. Those surviving old Japs were very cunning. When they saw that the situation was not right, they threw grenades at the supply truck. What they couldn't get would be destroyed. .
"Clean the battlefield carefully and don't leave any fish slipping through the net!"
The first thing Li Qing thought of was to clean the battlefield and not give the Japanese any chance to cause damage. As expected, there were more than a dozen Japanese pretending to be dead. After they were killed, they still held melon grenades in their hands.
After it was confirmed that the Japanese had been completely eliminated, the company began to count the seizures.
"Company Commander, I'm getting rich! I'm getting rich!"
As soon as Li Qing heard Zhou Qing's shouts, he knew that he would gain a lot this time. Zhou Qing was usually such a calm person.
"Platoon Commander Zhou, calm down and don't act like an old hater who has never seen the world!"
This "old hat" was learned by Li Qing from the battalion commander, and he is now selling it.
Zhou Qing directly despised Li Qing. He was in a good mood and was too lazy to get to know him. Who would let him be a senior official?
These two brothers are both old men from the Seventh Company, Chu Xiong's hardcore, especially Li Qing, who fought all the way from the Dabie Mountains and is Chu Xiong's number one general.
Zhou Qing's qualifications are slightly lower, and he joined the army when Western Sichuan became popular.
Li Qing couldn't help but get excited when he got closer and muttered:
"Damn, you really got rich!"
There are five trucks of grain, one truck of meat and canned goods, and one truck of vegetables. These are the things that are currently most lacking in the base area.
"Zhou Qing, mobilize the fellow villagers in Majia Village to help transport things. We will return to the base overnight. This time we have to ask the instructor to give us credit!"
In this battle, the equipment of the two squads was also seized, including 6 machine guns, 3 grenade launchers, dozens of 38-guns, and thousands of rounds of ammunition.
The folks from Majia Village dispatched dozens of strong laborers who knew how to drive carts, and all the supplies were enough to load dozens of carts.
In order to thank the villagers of Majia Village, Li Qing left a truckload of grain for them, and also left a truckload of grain and a small amount of cans for Yilian. The other villagers of Majia Village moved them back to the village first, and the rest were transported back to the base overnight.
It took two days to transport it back to Liuzhen, and Gao Wancheng was so happy that he kept praising it.
"Fake! You can even give me a reward."
Li Qing muttered softly, but Gao Wancheng pretended not to notice. He was only responsible for harvesting honey.
This is the first bucket!
