Mengzi and his squad leader Lao Tang gave the Japanese a huge surprise. Three imitation picric acid bombs from the Nie County Arsenal directly knocked down more than 20 Japanese soldiers, most of whom were wounded;
Practice has proved that the Japs' idea of finding a scapegoat is not safe, and this time it is the Japs who are injured.
"Grandpa Eighth Road, show mercy, Chinese people will not kill Chinese people!"
San Laizi held the gun and muttered something. At this time, he remembered that he was Chinese.
"boom!"
San Laizi stepped on a landmine and blew him to pieces. The landmines made by the common people did not recognize that he was still Chinese and sent him directly back to his ancestors to repent.
When you become a traitor, you have to realize that you will be eliminated. The death of San Laizi made several puppet soldiers around him begin to believe that their ancestors no longer recognized them.
The puppet troops were completely frightened by the bombing, and they stopped moving forward one by one. They didn't move a few steps for a long time.
"Bagaya road! Wang Sang, if the Imperial Association doesn't open the road, they will all die!"
As soon as Guan Guan finished speaking, the bayonets of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were drawn out, and a few Japanese soldiers even set up crooked machine guns.
Wang Wumao and the puppet soldiers were completely dumbfounded. The Japanese were not joking. Guan Kou was a bitch with a dark heart. His former group of brothers were killed by him. Killing them was no different from killing a dog.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. There aren't that many landmines on Tubal Road. At least you still have a chance to save your life!"
Wang Wumao started to cheer up the puppet army. He didn't want to see the team that he had finally pulled together be disrupted by Guan Kou, a bastard. Without the team, he would not be Wang Sang in front of Guan Kou, but a "bastard".
Under the threat of Japanese machine guns, the puppet soldiers could only bite the bullet and walk forward with their eyes closed, praying to the Bodhisattvas for blessings as they walked. Unfortunately, the Chinese Bodhisattvas no longer recognized them.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Puppet soldiers kept stepping on landmines, and more than a dozen puppet soldiers were lying on the ground. At least half of them were still screaming in pain.
This made the other puppet soldiers even more frightened, and they did not dare to move forward even if they were beaten to death.
With a wave of his white-gloved hand at the pass, several Japanese soldiers rushed out with guns in hand. They stabbed the puppet soldiers who were still struggling painfully with a bayonet. White knives went in and red knives came out. Soon there were no more puppet soldiers struggling. .
"Brother! Little devil, I'm going to fuck you!"
When a puppet soldier saw that his second brother had been stabbed by the Japanese, his eyes were on fire. He picked up his gun and wanted to seek revenge against the Japanese.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
The Japanese machine guns rang out, mowing down more than a dozen puppet soldiers at once. The other puppet soldiers were so frightened that they fell to the ground and begged for mercy.
"Bagaya! Anyone who dares to cause trouble will die!"
Captain Sekiguchi said viciously.
"Brothers, please, stop making trouble. When Taijun sees a murderer, he has his machine gun ready."
Wang Wumao shouted with a cry. Although he did not regard these puppet soldiers as human beings, he still couldn't bear to see them being massacred by the Japanese in vain.
The puppet troops are also discerning, and they will give in when they see the Japanese being ruthless. They are a group of cowards to begin with, but they become even more cowardly under the threat of machines.
One by one, they bravely moved forward. During the process, they stepped on a few more landmines, killing seven or eight people. Finally, they got out of the minefield.
"Yo Xi, Wang Sang, your performance is very good. If you join the imperial army in Black Spring Town, you will be greatly rewarded. You can choose two of the beautiful girls in the town."
After Guan Kou slapped the puppet soldiers several times, he gave them a sweet date.
When Wang Wumao heard that there was a flower girl, his eyes suddenly glowed with greed, and the dozen brothers who had just died were not happy.
Can a brother compete with a flower girl?
Wang Wumao has always been a lustful person. The Japanese rewarded him with a beautiful girl, not to mention his brother-in-law, and he was willing to sell his biological father to the Japanese.
"Brothers, Taijun said, there will be a big reward for entering the town, a flower girl for each of you!"
In order to boost morale, Wang Wumao started firing cannons again. Anyway, the Japanese wouldn't be able to blame him if they didn't give in.
This is not the first time that he has made blind promises with red lips and white teeth. Anyway, grass has grown on the graves of those who believed him.
When the puppet soldiers heard that there was a flower girl, they all became energetic again and continued to move towards the town with courage.
Along the way, people kept stepping on landmines or being shot. It was not until dark that they stumbled to the entrance of the town.
Thirty percent of the more than 200 puppet troops were dead. Those who were not injured were all wounded by the Japanese.
The Japanese also suffered more than 40 casualties, most of whom were wounded.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
Guan Kou yelled at the top of his lungs. The whole process made him furious, and he urgently needed to kill someone to vent his anger.
The Japanese and puppet soldiers rushed into the town in multiple directions, screaming, and everyone was thinking about having a party, but unfortunately there was not even a soul in the town.
If they didn't still need to live in the town, Guan Guan would definitely order a fire to burn down Black Spring Town, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.
"Otani-kun, you will lead Otani Squadron to stay in Black Spring Town, while I will lead Guankou Squadron and the Imperial Alliance Army to sweep away Wangcun."
Captain Sekiguchi left the matter of drinking the northwest wind to Captain Oguchi, and he chose the job of eating meat. Fortunately, Captain Otani did not argue with him.
Along the way, Captain Otani has already figured out that these Tubal Roads are not as simple as Sekikou thought. Wangcun looks like a tempting big peach, but it might be poisonous. Since Sekikou is covered by the peach Eyes, then let them go to the mine for you.
"Mr. Sekiguchi, you can go ahead. I will keep an eye on the baggage and the wounded in the town. I will also cremate the brave warriors. There are plenty of fire starters in the town."
Otani-kun's generosity made Sekiguchi a little embarrassed, but when he thought of the Wang family's piles of treasures, loyalty was worthless.
"Don't worry, Mr. Otani, all the captures will be divided equally between the two squadrons. Mine will not be left alone."
"Yo Xi, Mr. Sekiguchi is out of sight!"
Da Gu didn't even bother to look at Guan Guan's fake and ugly face. It was disgusting and he thought to himself:
"Let's talk about it first when you come back safely!"
After Guankou arranged the wounded, baggage and other burdens, he took the remaining 150 people and more than 190 puppet troops of the Guankou squadron and attacked Wangcun aggressively.
After Captain Otani saw Sekikou leaving, he began to dispose of the corpses of the killed Japanese. The fire starters were all the door panels and firewood from the fellow villagers' houses.
The place for the cremation was an open space in the market in the center of the town. The door panel was first chopped into small pieces of firewood, and the collected firewood was built into a platform;
Then he placed more than 40 Japanese corpses neatly on the firewood, found some combustion-supporting materials for igniting the fire, poured a bucket of vegetable oil on them, and started to light the fire.
The firewood soon started to burn, and after a while the fire began to rise into the sky, and the air was filled with a stench that made people want to spit out.
The other Japs lined up in a neat queue, lowering their heads and muttering something, but they couldn't understand what was being said anyway.
The fire continued to burn for more than an hour, and the Japs didn't feel sick just standing there.
After the fire was extinguished, the Japanese took out some special urns, randomly grabbed a few handfuls and stuffed them inside, and put a label with a name on them, which was considered done.
As for whose ashes are contained inside, it is not their concern. In Otani's view, they are all warriors of the emperor, and it is the same for anyone who treats them as ancestors.
"Yoshi, Nakata-kun, scatter the remaining ashes into the air and let the wind carry the souls of the warriors back to their distant hometowns."
