As soon as he finished speaking, several swirling and smoking grenades were accurately thrown into the dark window of the bungalow in the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of intensive gunfire, which prevented the people and dogs in the house from jumping over the wall and running out.
Boom boom boom, after several explosions, clouds of smoke suddenly erupted from the house, accompanied by screams. The attacking crowd climbed over the wall with torches, rushed through the gate and courtyard, and immediately rushed into the bungalow. , eliminate the remaining enemies.
The attack was carried out in an orderly manner, and the sound of gunfire and explosions did not last long. With the bang of gunfire, the strange screams of the injured in the room suddenly stopped one by one.
The man squatting with his hands raised also fell down and turned into a corpse. The original bright red blood flowing on the ground showed a thick darkness under the light of the torch.
"The rule of the Eighth Route Army is to surrender your gun and not kill him! Hasn't he already surrendered? Why are you still shooting?" asked a voice with a torch.
"Fuck you, you know nothing. Only dead enemies are good enemies!" A man with a square face was using the light of the torch to re-shoot the corpses in the room one by one.
In the darkness, a suppressed corpse heard that it was really the Eighth Route Army, so he quickly blew up the corpse: "Brother, don't shoot, we are really the national army..."
"National Army?" The square-faced man hesitated: "You are from the National Army... Why did you end up here and become a bandit? Which part of the country do you belong to?"
"The Secret Service Battalion of the 27th Army was ordered to lurk behind enemy lines!" The man on the ground quickly removed the body, still holding an uninsured Japanese forty-eight-petal grenade in his hand, and said in a trembling mourning voice: "It's really... One of our own!"
Bang, there was a gunshot, and the firebrand next to him who had just announced Eighth Route Discipline fired.
"Fuck you, mother, why did you shoot again?" The square-faced man was stunned for a moment.
"If he is really a national soldier, we have killed so many people, do you still plan to let him go back alive to report the news?"
"You told me about discipline when I was killing the enemy, but you took action when I was about to capture prisoners! That's the most annoying thing about you!"
"If people know that we have attacked lurking friendly forces, they will definitely have to walk around without food. You are so stunned. Take action quickly and don't let any of them go!"
"That's right. Guys who collude with bandits are probably not good people. If you want to kill them, just kill them!" The square-faced man's eyes revealed a ruthless look.
In fact, both men overestimated the newly joined bandits.
There were only a dozen friendly troops who sneaked in, and that was the last one just now. Most of them were really bandits who came to seek refuge.
I suffered an unreasonable disaster and took refuge with the bandits who attacked my compatriots. Does it matter whether I am innocent or not?
Between two people talking.
The man who was shot did not close his eyes. Before he died, he subconsciously pointed the grenade cap at the ground. The weight of his fallen body caused the grenade to fire.
The delay is over? Boom, after another loud noise, the room is immediately filled with smoke and blood...
The two were knocked over by the shock wave, and their torches fell to the ground.
The square-faced man stood up dizzy and fanned the room. The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke filled the room.
I quickly groped around everywhere on myself, not only that there was nothing missing... but also a lot of bits and pieces!
Pulling away the extra bits and pieces, he staggered up and sat down, nervously shouting into the darkness beside him: "Are you dead? If not, stand up and let me see."
"I'm very lucky? Ahem?"
Attacking other yards is much easier.
The sound of gunshots and explosions resounded throughout the town, and finally became sporadic, but never disappeared.
Houses in one yard were still burning, and torches left in some yards were still shining.
Within the area illuminated by the light, some people continued to howl, and those still hiding in the darkness were shivering. Some people who were lucky enough to run around when the gunshots were fired, slipped into the houses in the north, and the prisoners were escorted to the south. Apart from that, all that was visible in the square were corpses.
"Everyone in the house has been heard clearly. Come out and surrender with your hands behind your head. When we find them, they will be regarded as resisting and will be shot immediately!" The cold voice came from the darkness outside the yard, and the hesitation came from From hell.
The surviving bandits raised their guns and looked in fear at the direction of the sound coming from outside the courtyard.
The bandits had long heard clearly that the people outside were shouting that it was the Eighth Route Army, and they did not dare to say anything else. The Eighth Route Army had a good reputation. If they refused to kill if they surrendered their guns, then they would never kill them. At most, they could get some education and leave with good intentions. You will get two oceans, and at worst the gun will be confiscated, which is better than losing your life.
The surrendered bandits were escorted towards the south square, without exception, holding a life-saving talisman in their hands: a certificate to return to the war.
Tian Sanqi turned his attention to the playground. The second squad leader was leading the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and eliminate the remaining enemies.
A group of people carried torches and set off four warnings in the square.
Only about twenty bandits were captured alive, and no one was injured!
The bandits were all squatting in the square with their heads in their hands and shivering. If the people around them were really Eight Route Army, their lives might be saved.
Director Zhang ordered the outer defense line to be withdrawn, and the militiamen outside the city immediately moved into the town. They all carried machetes and hoes, and almost half of them came in. Those with guns stayed outside the town to continue to guard.
Not long after, the soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield silently carried the bodies of their fallen comrades out of the city.
A section of the militia took over the task of collecting the corpses of the bandits.
The other group, led by the Nine Company Soldiers, rushed straight into the houses in the south of the town after being shot. Now everyone had to be gathered in the square.
A student soldier and several militiamen carried buckets of lime water and wrote slogans on the wall.
Some of the captured weapons were still piled in front of the square, with all kinds of guns, knives and daggers shining coldly.
Zhang Yi watched the soldiers of the Ninth Company skillfully leading the militiamen in the small town to chase people into the square. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yi did not stop them.
Tian Sanqi came to Zhang Yi: "Director Zhang, we have sacrificed more than ten people and injured more than twenty people. He Gensheng is arranging treatment. These miscellaneous guns... take a look and distribute them to the militiamen."
The good guns brought by the dozen or so lurking friendly troops were replaced by his group of soldiers long before Tian Sanqi gave orders. To his surprise, they even got a Czech machine gun in the bandit's den! The other one should also be a machine gun, but no one knew the model.
The bandit machine gunner was killed by a grenade long ago, and now no one knows the make of the gun.
As for the short guns, Tian Sanqi himself doesn’t know how many have been seized...
Monkey and a few soldiers were playing with the weird-looking machine gun. Big Yang looked at Monkey: "Hey, I have been fighting for so many years, but I have never seen this gun before!"
The student soldier who was painting the wall next to him turned his head, looked at the gun in the monkey's hand, raised his eyebrows and thought for a while before adding: "That's a German machine gun, what's it called Citro's Saw!"
"Saw? He's really good at cutting... uh... do you really know him?" Monkey's eyes lit up.
"I have seen it in the newspaper. The bullets used are the same model as the Czech machine gun. It is said to be the latest improved model from Germany. It can use drum magazines or bullet chains, and can feed ammunition in both directions. However, this gun does not It should appear here."
Monkey didn't care whether you should show up or not. Watching the student soldier continue writing on the wall, he thought about it and immediately asked: "Boy, are you interested in coming to our class?"
The student soldier turned around and smiled: "Hey, it doesn't matter what I say, I have to agree with Lao Qin."
"Old Qin?" As soon as he mentioned Lao Qin, the monkey immediately withered. After turning his eyes in a circle, he quickly cheered up. Jiuliande girl has the final say. There should be a solution to this matter...
Several fires were burning nearby.
Director Zhang watched more and more bandits and their family members being escorted to the square. There were nearly a thousand people in the dark crowd, and he was stunned. This matter is not easy to handle!
For a while, there was a chaos of children crying and whispering.
However, this was not difficult for Director Zhang. When he saw that not many people were being brought into the square, he cleared his throat and said, "Quiet, fellow villagers. We are the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. We were ordered to suppress the bandits tonight. Now the bandits have been We have purged the matter and the matter has reached this point. I hope you understand the policy of our Eighth Route Army..."
Director Zhang talked about the policy and paused for a moment: "I also understand your situation. We welcome those who are willing to fight the Japanese with us, and we won't force those who are not willing. I just hope that everyone can understand one thing. We are all China." Man, the devil is our enemy. He robs our food, takes over our land, and humiliates our sisters. If anyone works for the tiger again in the future, he will definitely end up like those bandits who were eliminated..."
When Tian Sanqi brought his people in and attacked the bandits in the village hall, he did not leave any survivors alive.
Zhang Yi walked to the bandits on one side: "I heard that you have just arrived here. Some of you may not have the blood of your compatriots on your hands. We will give you a chance to repent. Now, give your names and places of origin." Report it and this matter will end here!"
A warrior immediately started registering.
Zhang Yi continued: "You may not know that just last year, Ma Da Bangzi attacked unarmed people. It is absolutely impossible for our Eighth Route Army to let such a person live in the world. You just came, and we can let you go home." , you can also go to the nearby gun tower to report to the Japanese, but if any of you continue to work for the Japanese and we find out, then don’t blame us for being merciless!"
"Hey, we have been robbing the rich and giving to the poor. The people in the south are starving to death. There is nothing we can do. Can I... also join the Eighth Route Army?" A bandit stood up with his hands raised.
Director Zhang nodded: "Of course you are welcome, but we have to investigate your past. Do you have any objection?"
"Hey, you originally sent someone to contact us, but last year you all ran away, and I couldn't find you. We are not familiar with the mountains, and the Japanese are on tight guard. Yes, I will join the Eighth Route Army today..."
In the darkness, a pair of eyes were staring at the square. Cao Shangfei finally determined that the tall man who spoke was definitely the leader of the Eighth Route Army that killed more than 20 of his brothers.
The muzzle of the rifle was aimed at the tall figure who was speaking.
About a hundred meters away, Cao Shangfei held his breath.
