"Taijun, please slow down."
"Baga! The war is urgent, and you guys are still trying to be lazy?!"
Captain Watanabe, who was sitting in the car, cursed the puppet company commander who was as tired as a dog.
The truck they were riding in was the Isuzu Type 94 truck, Japan's largest and most reliable truck produced during World War II.
Even though it is made in Japan, it is actually quite a rare item in front of Japan's huge army.
If it weren't for the distribution of gas bombs to the surrounding areas, these two trucks would never have appeared here.
As a light truck, this thing has a standard load capacity of only 1.5 tons, and the cargo box is not that big.
Originally, each car only held 10 to 12 people.
Now the orders have come down from above.
They squeezed in as hard as they could, hung a few more outside, and forced 30 people in.
In this way, the two vehicles could barely hold the Japanese team.
As for the puppet army? Just run after me.
A normal one-hour journey takes 15 minutes to complete.
It is equivalent to a normal person taking 20 seconds to run 100 meters, but the superiors ask you to work hard to run within 5 seconds.
Anyone with a sound mind can guess that the puppet army simply cannot keep up.
"You! You must! Keep up! Otherwise, you will die!"
But no matter how angry Captain Watanabe is, he cannot help but lead this group of puppet troops.
Intelligence said there were more than 700 people on the opposite side.
Although the Japanese who have been severely brainwashed by militarism are not afraid of death.
But that doesn't mean that they are all fools looking for death.
They especially know that war requires cannon fodder.
It's just that when there are puppet troops, the cannon fodder is the puppet troops.
When there are no puppet troops, the only cannon fodder is themselves.
As for saying that he will go first and then let the puppet troops follow?
This joke is not funny at all.
Just this group of people, the Japanese have to use them, it doesn't mean that the two are of the same mind.
If that is the case, the puppet troops may not be able to catch up after the war is over.
When the time comes to stop the Eighth Route Army, the captain's anger subsides...
"parking!"
Thinking of this, Lieutenant Watanabe jumped out of the car.
"Ha, ha, ha...Brother, I can't do it anymore."
"These devils are really nothing. The car is driving so fast and we are still running with it, but it is not tired!"
"Shh, the car has stopped. Keep your voice down, don't let the devil hear it. If you have the strength, it's better to take a rest."
Seeing the car stop, the puppet soldier was so happy that his legs felt like they were filled with lead.
Several of them even lay directly on the ground and gasped.
Watanabe came to the end of the team, and without saying a word, he directly raised his gun and killed the few people who were at the back.
"You guys, keep being lazy, like this!"
After that, he turned around and returned to the car.
Watching the car restart, the speed was several percent faster than before.
Under the threat of death, the puppet troops could only stand up again and risk their lives to keep up.
"China pigs are lazy and work stupidly. They need to be taught a lesson!"
"Hahaha!"
Lieutenant Watanabe sat in the car and loudly insulted the puppet soldiers, which caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding Japanese.
He also deliberately used Chinese.
"These devils really don't treat us as human beings..."
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When the team finally arrived at the Weijiazhuang gun tower, 25 minutes had passed.
No way, this is already the limit.
When the turret came into view and the Japanese got out of the car to prepare for battle, Watanabe's heart skipped a beat.
There was no eight-way team, no fierce fighting.
There were only walls covered with bullet holes and scars and the main bunker collapsed.
There are several injured Japanese soldiers smoking on the fence.
Several puppet soldiers were carrying corpses at the door.
The battle was clearly over.
They saw a second lieutenant standing far away on the wall waving to them to pass.
Watanabe had no doubt that he was there, so he had no choice but to go through.
He was ready to be severely punished.
There was nothing I could do, I was indeed 10 minutes behind the order.
That's true, they were punished.
But their punishment did not come from their superiors, but from the Chinese soldiers and civilians who had committed numerous crimes against them.
Just as the team arrived at the gate, the gate suddenly closed and even the suspension bridge was pulled up.
At the same time, countless grenades were thrown down from the city wall.
"Baga, Balu!"
At this moment everyone realized that they had been ambushed.
"Boom boom boom!"
Several explosions immediately knocked the enemies to their knees.
At the same time, sparse gunfire rang out from the ambush position outside.
"Da da da, da da da!"
"Go-pa! Go-pa! Go-pa!"
The 38 movements in the ambush position, the crooked handles in the turret, and the Czech sounds complement each other, one after another.
"Zhi'er~Boom!"
"Zhi'er~Boom!"
Two howls and subsequent explosions made everyone pale.
There are mortars on Tubal Road!
The puppet troops, which had no fighting power in the first place, ran all the way again and had long since lost their fighting power.
Now I can only run around like a bunch of headless flies in order to survive.
Some abandoned their armor, some lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, and some simply threw away their guns and prepared to surrender.
The scene is as chaotic as it is chaotic.
"Baga! No chaos! Organize a charge!"
The puppet company commander also understood that his destiny as an Imperial Alliance Army member was to block the Taijun's gun.
So we can only organize the men who can barely move.
He has already thought about it, and he will definitely work without exerting any effort.
"Kill me!" (Japanese "first step (charge)", pronounced Sa ki gi in Kong'er)
Watanabe gave an order, and the puppet troops began to move slowly.
But what happened next left them stunned.
This group of Japanese soldiers charged in the opposite direction.
Just kidding, what can even the puppet soldiers see, can the Japanese see?
The Eighth Route has towers with high walls and thick walls as fortifications, as well as a large number of automatic weapons and grenades.
Now he even has cannons!
There is no way to fight this battle and we must retreat.
But there are also particularities to retreat.
If you go back the way you came, you can only leave the sides and back completely to the enemies on both sides. That is a fool's errand.
The gunfire from the ambush position outside was obviously sparse, and only by defeating the enemy here could a safe retreat be possible.
What's more, once they rush up and get involved with the Eighth Route Army here, the Eighth Route Army in the turret will definitely be afraid to continue attacking.
As for exposing your back to the turret?
What do you want the Imperial Alliance Army to do? You are going to die for the imperial army.
Just as he thought, when the puppet troops launched an attack, the number of bullets fired at them was significantly reduced by nearly 80%.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, the remaining less than 50 Japanese soldiers rushed towards the ambush position like crazy.
"(Japanese) Quick, cannonball!"
"Boom...boom!"
As the grenade was fired, the only machine gun in the ambush position misfired.
"Kill me!"
At the command, the Japanese had already fixed their bayonets and were ready to rush forward and stab them.
"Tum! Tum! Tum! Tum!"
But suddenly the sounds they had just heard came over.
But it was obvious that the grenade this time was not fired by them.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A large number of grenades exploded on both sides of the enemy.
Because the Japanese were far away, they did not cause much direct damage.
But they themselves didn't notice that in order to avoid the artillery fire, the Japanese team ran closer and closer.
Finally, they rushed to the ambush position, only to find that it was completely fake. The real position was on the second line of defense behind them.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
But how could the soldiers give him a chance?
There were two more muffled sounds and two strange things flew over.
That's right, two, because several more empty gasoline barrels were found in the turret.
As for why we don't build more, it's because there are only two "cannonballs" left.
Then there was a hail of gunfire from the woods.
In fact, the real killer move is here.
Two platoons of the guard company led a guerrilla group to ambush here.
Zhu Han gave them all the remaining five or six half ammunition and most of the machine guns.
At this moment, the dense formation of Japanese troops was reduced by 70%.
Zhu Han, who was watching all this in the turret, nodded.
The wisdom of the senior volunteers is used to teach the American army.
Used on these devils, it is a pure dimensionality reduction blow.
"Director, give me a gun, I want to fight the Japanese too!"
A nice voice sounded. It seemed that the girl had figured it out. There was no confusion in her eyes anymore, only determination instead.
"Sending guns to you now will harm you, so go and deliver ammunition to the soldiers."
At this time, the more involved she is, the more she can help him get out of the shadows quickly and increase his sense of belonging.
Anyway, the main battlefield is not here, so it is not very dangerous.
So Zhu Han touched her head and hung many bullet bags and grenade bags on her petite body.
After sending away the girl who was happily delivering ammunition, Zhu Han was just about to pick up the binoculars to observe the situation when he heard someone calling him.
"Director, look! They are fighting among themselves!"
