Under the locust tree!
Four battalion commanders were surrounding Shen Quan.
First Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao, Second Battalion Commander Deng Hu, Third Battalion Commander Qi Dongshui, Fourth Battalion Commander Zhang Genshui and Dragon Team Deputy Leader Wei Monk all looked at Shen Quan at the same time, waiting for his combat order.
Chen Quan pointed at the map and said: "Look, behind Yang Village is our headquarters. Although the defense positions of each regiment have been adjusted, Yang Village has been temporarily vacated.
Although it is not clear which troops the headquarters will send to guard Yangcun, but the troops have not arrived yet, Yangcun is a gap. "
Chen Quan looked at the crowd and said, "Brothers, I have received accurate information. Just tonight, a Japanese special force will pass through Yangcun to attack our headquarters."
"My request is very simple. Our new group of more than 5,000 people must eat this Japs!"
"Biaozi, you lead a battalion to guard the east side of Yangcun!"
"Huzi, your second battalion is guarding the west side!"
"Lao Qi, lead the third battalion to guard the north side!"
"Old Zhang, your fourth battalion is also on the north side. When the battle starts, the fourth battalion will immediately block the south side!"
"Monk, lead the Dragon Team members to guard in the middle of Yang Village and wait for my order to fire!"
"With so many people fighting against a small team of Japanese soldiers, don't let anyone go. If a Japanese soldier runs away in any direction, I will take away his position as battalion commander."
Shen Quan quickly completed the combat mission.
With four infantry battalions plus an elite squad, there is no problem in eating up the Yamamoto special forces.
This battle is purely a battle of wealth!
"Old Zhao, you will be responsible for the regimental security company and artillery battalion. Don't let the brothers from the artillery battalion join unless absolutely necessary. They are all talents. It is not easy for us to train an excellent artilleryman."
Zhao had just joined the new regiment and was about to face battle. He was both excited and a little nervous at the moment.
Afterwards, everyone led the task and went down to arrange it.
As long as Yamamoto's special agent team dares to enter Yangcun, he will never come back.
Daybreak soon dawned, and everything in Yang Village was as before. Even the people in the village did not notice that the Eighth Route Army soldiers were ambushing them all around.
After ten hours of suffering, night once again enveloped the village, and the biting cold wind blew on the body, making people shiver.
The village is eerily quiet!
Forty minutes later, a Japanese man wearing a frosted non-reflective helmet and camouflage uniform slowly walked into the village.
The Japanese soldier was holding an American MP35 submachine gun, and at his waist was a pistol with a seven-round bullet capacity, and four melon grenades.
The Yamamoto Special Agents are here!
The Japanese slowly entered the village and began to conduct reconnaissance as they walked.
At this moment, among a pile of grain poles in the middle of Yangcun, Shen Quan was looking out through a thumb-sized gap.
Because of the darkness, it was difficult to see clearly from three meters away.
Next to Shen Quan's left was Zhao Gang, holding a shell gun in his hand and whispering: "Old Shen, do you think the Japanese will come?"
"Old Zhao, don't worry. I said the Japs will come, and they will definitely come."
While the two were talking, a soldier hiding on the high platform whispered down: "Captain, the Japs have come in."
"how many people?"
"On a!"
one? ?
They must have been sent by the Japanese to investigate.
Chen Quan whispered: "Don't fire, this is a Japs scout, let him investigate!"
"yes!"
Now that the scouts are here, it means that the Yamamoto special agent team is already on the outskirts of Yangcun.
Ten minutes later, the Japanese in charge of the investigation returned along the original route and reported the investigation situation to Yamamoto Kazuki.
After Yamamoto Kazuki confirmed that there was nothing unusual in the village, he led the entire special agent team into Yang Village.
"Xiao Zhujun, you lead the first detachment to explore the path first, while the second and third detachments stay where they are and continue to observe."
Kazuki Yamamoto acted very cautiously. Every time he walked a short distance, he sent a small team forward to continue the investigation to ensure safety.
This time, in order to sneak attack on the Eighth Route Headquarters, Yamamoto Kazuki brought one hundred and twenty elite Japanese soldiers.
On the high platform, the soldiers reported again: "Captain, the Japanese have moved in."
"how many people?"
"It's too far to see. There are about forty people coming towards us."
Forty?
Although he knew from the memory of his previous life that Kazuki Yamamoto would lead a team to sneak attack on the headquarters through Yangcun, the specific number of people he brought and the situation of the battle were not stated in the TV series, and Shen Quan was not sure at the moment.
Are these forty people the entire secret service team? Or is it just a small team? Is Kazuki Yamamoto among these forty people?
Shen Quan didn't know any of these questions.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. In order to eat this group of Japs, the new regiment delayed the mission to Qingyang Town. If they did not shoot and let the Japs run away, Shen Quan could only accept it once the superior leaders blamed him.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Quan said: "No matter, just follow our plan!"
Afterwards, everyone turned on the gun safety and pulled the gun bolt, ready to go into battle at any time.
"Bah bang bang!"
As the first Japs team entered the shooting perspective, Shen Quan took the lead in shooting off a Japs head, and the remaining members of the Dragon Team ambushing in Yangcun opened fire one after another.
Because in the dark night, the Japanese couldn't see clearly which direction the bullets were coming from, and they couldn't find a point to fight back for a while.
In just a few seconds, the members of the Dragon Team shot one after another, easily killing more than twenty Japs.
Oda-kun, the captain of the first branch of the special agent team, realized that something was wrong. Before he could say the word "retreat", he was shot in the head by Shen Quan in the next second.
"Da da da da da da!"
"Da da da!"
The members of the Dragon Team are all equipped with German MP submachine guns, which are no less inferior to the Japanese MP submachine guns.
Bang bang bang!
After a burst of gunfire, only three or four of the more than forty Japanese soldiers were left hiding in the corner to fight back.
The sudden sneak attack stunned Yamamoto Kazuki. According to the intelligence he had, there were no troops stationed in Yangcun. How could they be ambushed?
And listening to the sound of artillery fire, the Eighth Route Army used submachine guns. How is this possible?
How could the Eighth Route Army, which had always been so poor and miserable, have so many submachine guns?
