The gunpowder smoke in the sky slowly faded in the breeze, and the gunpowder smoke drifted westward with the wind, and the sky slowly darkened.
In the village in the evening, the lingering smoke curled up, and the vision began to become blurry. People could be vaguely seen, and the puppet soldiers were rummaging around in the village.
The order given by the Japanese was to leave no one behind.
More than a dozen puppet soldiers were surrounding a courtyard, shooting obscenely into the house. After a while, they threw a grenade into the courtyard, and then there was an explosion. Occasionally, there was the sound of a crooked shot coming from the courtyard. , the attacking security forces' faces blackened by gunpowder smoke were covered with mud, lumps here and there. The security forces were having a great time fighting, constantly jumping left and right at the door, but they did not dare to rush into the yard.
Bang Gou'er, another shot was fired in the yard, and then the security forces threw another grenade in. The gunpowder smoke spread into a sheet after the explosion. In the shocks, the security forces from the Eighth Route were not found to join in the fun...
The platoon leader of the Xinglong Town security army next to him looked at the Meixian security forces with contempt: "What the hell, you are just afraid of death, so let us come."
If you don’t know him, he must be a coward from Meixian.
The security forces on the ground cursed and did not refute, and gave way to the frontal attack position, but moved to both sides and did not leave. It seemed that they wanted to help hold down the formation and watch the fun.
The puppet platoon leader slowly stretched his head towards the courtyard door, wanting to observe the situation.
Unexpectedly, "Bagouer" fired another bullet from the front of the door. The platoon leader was so frightened that he shrank his head back and sat down on the ground.
The platoon leader was not discouraged, causing the previous security troops to burst into laughter. He immediately ordered his remaining half dozen or so security troops to throw grenades, and more than a dozen were thrown in at once, causing a huge explosion.
What a good technique, the Meixian security forces nearby were filled with admiration.
The grenades were thrown far and most of them entered the house, but the courtyard wall was intact.
The puppet platoon leader said proudly: "The Eighth Route Army in this room should be almost in the sky. Brothers, charge with me."
The door is only so big, so many people cannot rush in at once. If they rush in together, they will easily get shot.
Several security forces began to climb up the courtyard wall, preparing to jump in. As soon as they climbed onto the wall, gunfire rang out again from the side room in the courtyard.
With a bang and a loud crash, several security soldiers fell heavily from the wall and fell into the debris at the base of the wall. They inhaled a lot of gunpowder smoke at the top of the wall. One security soldier lay in the debris, choking in pain.
Just as he was about to curse at the top of his lungs, he suddenly noticed that the security guard who was squatting next to him was pulling the rope. He was stunned for a while and said: At this time, you are still pulling the rope, so you cursed: "Are you pulling it out to hang yourself? Still shaking."
Immediately, there was a burst of rapid and violent shooting in the yard. It was the sound of a single shot fired by a Japanese soldier with a crooked handle. The security forces were stunned for a moment, something was not right.
Ignoring the pain all over his body, he picked up his rifle and was about to jump up. However, a security guard who was climbing to the courtyard wall beside him lost his balance and fell down, directly hitting the unlucky guy in the debris pile. No one could Without noticing, a bayonet stabbed the security soldier in the chest.
The half-immortal who had just wandered into the village slowly wanted to hide outside and not enter the village, but the Japanese war team was following behind, so it was impossible not to go in.
Qiu Banxian's instinct is to hide when he can. He will die for his Taoist friends but not for the poor monk. He is beating the drum in his heart. It seems that Tang Dagou is escaping this time. He sighs in his heart. Three more incense sticks will be burned during Qingming next year. This time it is real. Jedi, after fighting for a day, the Eighth Route Army looked powerful, but in the end they were destroyed by the imperial army.
There are still three courtyards in the village where the Eighth Route Army is still resisting, but now that all the security forces have entered the village, hundreds of people, and several rounds of Japanese shelling, it is estimated that the Eighth Route Army is almost dead.
What about the one attacking the courtyard in the west that looks a bit like a big dog? It must be dazzling. Alas, you are too impatient and you still show your spirit. I will burn paper for you tomorrow.
The light dimmed very quickly, and the village in Captain Maeda's sight began to slowly become dim, slowly merging with the smoke.
But he was in a good mood. Although there were still sporadic gunshots and grenade explosions in the village, the battle was basically over. There should be only a handful of Eighth Route Army soldiers left, hiding, dodging, and stubbornly resisting. This was already It's innocuous.
The signal corpsmen ran out of the village again and again to report to Maeda on the progress and the status of casualties. Now they can write "the total annihilation of the Eighth Route Army and the First Division" into this battlefield report.
In the final battle in the village, no security forces suffered casualties. More than thirty Japanese were killed and more than twenty were seriously injured. Maeda's face immediately darkened again.
The unfavorable security forces lost 200 lives and injured more than 100. Maeda didn't feel much about this number. Maeda was very satisfied with the current situation. The security forces had completely occupied the village. The occasional gunshots and explosions were very disturbing to him. It makes no sense.
In front of him, the infantry cannon was finally pushed over, but it was meaningless now.
He felt that he paid too much attention to this group of Eighth Route Army this time. The Eighth Route Army was far from being as powerful as he imagined. Li Youde's troops had not played any role so far. It was even a bit regretful that this group of Eighth Route Army could be destroyed without reinforcements at all.
He didn't have much interest in cleaning the battlefield, but the weapons of the cavalry squadron had to be recovered. This was the reason why he hadn't left until now.
...
Five miles to the north.
The platoon leader of the second company was a little worried: "Now that the Japanese security forces have entered the village, have the company commander and others..."
Ma Liang's face didn't look good: "I think... it should be fine. The company commander told us to attack when it was dark. The Japanese charge did not seem to encounter any resistance. It's not like the whole army was wiped out." These words were very confident.
"But look, all of Li Youde's people are here too. Can we fight with such a small number of people?"
"Coward, does Li Youde call the security army an army?"
"His current group is not that important, but there is an extra squadron of Japanese soldiers. Where did they come from? One group of two or three hundred people, another group of seven or eight hundred people, and another artillery group of two or three hundred people. Hundred."
"How did I know that besides Li Youde, there were also Japanese soldiers here this time?"
"The Japanese have been firing for so long. What if everyone in the village dies?"
"It's your grandma's fault that your family is all dead."
"Stinky is not something to be ashamed of. Your ninth company is all stinky and shameless. It's just mud. It can't stick to the wall. They're all dead."
"Damn it, if you die, it will be your second company who dies first. There are so many Japanese. Gao Yida must have died long ago with a bayonet."
"You are so shameless. You, the Ninth Company, are just rats and cowards. We, the Second Company, didn't put this together."
"It's your grandma's stick, you want to be beaten, don't you?"
"Come here, you Nineth Company are all soft-footed shrimps, I will give you a hand, no, I will give you a foot."
"Really? Left foot or right foot?"
The platoon leader felt that he had dug a hole to bury himself, and gritted his teeth: "Left...left foot!?"
"First squad leader"... "Arrived"... Ma Liang turned around and said, "Tie the left foot he gave me to me, and tie it to his right leg. Grandma, I won't kill you today."
"shameless..."
"Who are you calling shameless?"
"I'm scolding you, what?"
The second company soldier looked at the platoon leader sympathetically.
"I'm going to pee!"
...
A soldier next to him came over and reported: "Platoon leader, the security army patrol is here again. Why don't you get rid of him first? It's getting dark soon."
"Then let's do it!" the two platoon commanders said in unison.
"There are more than 2,000 people. Do we have to add them all up?"
"Total nonsense, I dare to attack the county town with a platoon. How many people do we have now? Huh? Two! Two platoons!"
"But Li Xiang's cannon hasn't fired yet, and the Japanese headquarters hasn't emitted smoke yet!"
