Toyota Squadron has been wandering in the mountains for two days. There is a vast expanse of white everywhere. Let alone humans, wild animals are rarely seen. The idea of relying on hunting to obtain food supplements has failed.
Wang Mazi was such an unreliable guide that he led the imperial army around twice with great assurance and seemed to be back to the starting point!
Because he discovered the tombstone where the wounded soldiers who died of frostbite were buried the day before. The wood was erected by the old Toyota himself. In just two days, half of the twenty wounded soldiers froze to death;
Looking at the mountains with both eyes, every mountain top is almost the same. They are all white mountain ridges and white valleys. They seem to be lost!
Wang Mazi also realized this and stammered to the Toyota old devil:
"Tai-Taijun, we seem to be walking back again-"
"Bah bah!"
Ouma received several heavy slaps on the face and fell to the snow. He didn't even dare to cry out in pain. He rolled up and climbed to the ground and stood tremblingly in front of Toyota;
Toyota originally wanted to give him a few slaps, but suddenly he felt that the slap he was slapping was extremely painful. It was a cold day, and slapping others was also slapping himself!
"Baga Ya Road, Wang Sang, your conscience is greatly damaged. If you can't find the road again, you will all die!"
Toyota's ferocious face chilled Wang Mazi to his bones. If he couldn't find the Chinese people again, he believed Toyota would really kill him!
He doesn't want to die. He still has five concubines at home, especially the tender fifth child. He hasn't enjoyed the student doll he just snatched away...
But where can we find those mud-legged people in this vast expanse of white?
"God bless you, and the ancestors of the Wang family bless you. I'll show you a clear path to find those mud-legged people, and I'll give you a pig's head when I get back!"
Wang Mazi began to beg his ancestors, wondering if his ancestors would recognize him as an unfilial descendant?
Suddenly a crow sounded on the right, which was not a good sign, so he decided to go to the left.
"Damn it, your legs and feet should be sharper. If the imperial army wants to chop me up first, I will chop up you bunch of bastards first. You walk with a grinding sound, as if you haven't eaten all day!"
After Wang Mazi finished scolding, he raised his foot and kicked Liu Laizi on the butt!
Liu Laizi rolled on the ground twice very cooperatively before standing up, and said to Wang Mazi with a charming smile:
"Thank you, Captain Jinjiao. It's like you were right, Captain. Brothers haven't eaten for more than a day. If we get hungry any more, we'll die!"
Wang Mazi wanted to kick him again, but come to think of it, he was also hungry, and kicking someone would have to be laborious. If it weren't for finding those mud-legged people, he would have struggled to even speak.
"Toyota is such a bastard. He only lets the horses run without giving them any grass to eat!"
Wang Mazi secretly cursed Toyota for not being human. He seriously suspected that the old Japanese wanted to starve them to death so they could eat meat.
Driven by Wang Mazi, the puppet army moved towards the vaguely visible mountain road to the left...
I don’t know if Wang Mazi was lucky or if his dog ancestors showed up and made him choose the right direction by accident.
Unknowingly, Wang Mazi and others had almost touched the nameless valley where the villagers of Majia Village were hiding;
Chen Fugui could only lead the fourth and fifth platoons to fire at the puppet troops...
Ta-ta-ta
The puppet soldier fell to the ground, and a stray bullet hit his ear, cutting off half of his ear. He didn't even feel pain!
"You bastard, I finally found you!"
"Chasing, if you catch up, there will be white flour steamed buns to eat!"
Wang Mazi loudly ordered the puppet army to chase Chen Fugui!
The puppet troops were transferred in the opposite direction...
The old Toyota ghost who was following the puppet army suddenly became excited when he heard the intensive gunshots and shouted:
"Work on Tubal Road, hurry up!"
Just after chasing the place where the puppet army exchanged fire, the cunning old Toyota devil suddenly had an idea:
"Could this be the Chinese people trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Otherwise, why didn't they show up earlier and later, but why did they show up at this time?"
"Yo Xi, Tubalu is cunning and cunning, I almost fell into your trap"!
"Yamada-kun, you should lead a small team to follow Wang Sang and continue the pursuit. Tubal Road, I will search here!"
Toyota's old devil just had a hunch, so he decided to act on both sides, letting Yamada's team follow Wang Mazi to pursue the exposed Tubal Road, while he himself led the remaining 80 people to search the trail in the opposite direction, and made an appointment to be here before dark meet everywhere;
After receiving the order, Second Lieutenant Yamada led his team to chase the sound of gunfire, while Toyota and others searched in the opposite direction.
The cunningness of Toyota's old devil finally allowed them to find the direction where the villagers of Majia Village were hiding. As long as they followed the mountain fields, they could block the villagers in the valley in less than an hour;
It’s time to test the Majia Village Soldier Company!
After the Japanese entered the trail, they were spotted by sentries on the mountain ridge watching the wind from a distance. The news tree on the mountain ridge fell down...
The militia company commander Ma Dabao received news that the Japs had entered the valley, and the main fourth platoon of the Eighth Route Army was absent. The heavy responsibility of protecting the villagers fell on the shoulders of the militia company.
"Comrades, the Japs are upon us. It's too late to organize the fellow villagers to retreat. Behind us are our brothers and sisters, our parents. Can we throw them to the beast-like Japs?"
Ma Dabao's words aroused everyone's fighting spirit to fight to the death;
"For my parents, for my sisters, I will fight hard!"
"Company commander, let's fight like crazy!"
"Company Commander, kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one, and we must not let the Japanese destroy our families!"
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Seeing that his morale had improved, Ma Dabao said loudly:
"Okay! They are all good men, so let's show the stupid Japanese how powerful the men of Majia Village are!"
"Ma Ergou, you take two people to organize the fellow villagers to evacuate over the back mountain. You don't need all the pots and pans. You only bring rations. You can run as far as you want!"
"Others, occupy the ridges on both sides to stop the Japs. Even if the last person is killed, the Japs will not be allowed to enter the valley!"
The Majia village militia company has 4 crooked light machine guns and 2 grenade launchers. The last time a company seized a large amount of equipment, the militia company was equipped with two more machine guns, two grenades per capita, and one bullet per capita. 60 rounds, which is more than the main force in many places.
The Japs soon entered the sight of the militia company. Visually, they were still at least 200 meters away. Many militiamen began to lose their composure, and their nervous hands were shaking...
"Comrades, the enemy is still far away, don't be nervous, get closer and then fight!"
Ma Dabao kept reminding everyone, but it was a pity that the effect was not great. The militiamen were fine when fighting with the wind, but when fighting an ambush like this, the gap became apparent.
One hundred meters away, the ferocious faces of the Japanese were vaguely seen again. Some people could no longer hold their guns. If it weren't for their family members behind them, they would have turned around and ran away. It is understandable that they were facing the ferocious Japanese for the first time!
"Comrades, keep calm and get closer..."
"Bagou!"
A crisp gunshot rang out, someone fired...
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!"
Before Ma Dabao could give the order, the machine gun also fired.
Everything was in chaos. As soon as they heard the sound of gunfire, everyone fired fiercely at the Japanese. The fight was very lively. Not many Japanese were killed, only seven or eight, and a good ambush opportunity was wasted.
