Not all puppet troops have the opportunity to defend the artillery towers.
Most of the puppet troops guarding the forts are locals. They have been strictly selected. The basic requirement is that their families must be gathered in the city, which is equivalent to using their family members as guarantees.
The incorporated puppet troops came from almost all over the country. In order to prevent these puppet troops from rebelling, although they are usually equipped with weapons, ammunition is actually only issued except for training and before going to the battlefield, and the amount of ammunition is limited. Generally, weapons are issued. Load twenty rounds of ammunition and two grenades.
Moreover, in the military camps, the corresponding Japanese soldiers are almost always stationed as instructors at a ratio of about one to ten.
In addition, in order to prevent the counterfeit troops from directly rebelling on the battlefield, there is usually a Japanese supervising team behind the puppet troops.
The amount of ammunition provided by the puppet troops guarding the artillery towers was also insufficient. In order to make the local puppet troops guarding the artillery towers dedicated to their lives, the Japanese had stricter requirements for the squad and platoon leaders. The most basic one was that their hands must be stained with blood! For example, shooting anti-Japanese elements and hanging suspects during raids...
Ordinary puppet soldiers... also have blood on their hands. The Japanese's training of the puppet soldiers basically maintains the same cruel and onerous training requirements as the Japanese. The content of the training is very cruel. They tear live chickens with their hands and use live people to practice bayonets. Basic training program for the puppet army!
Regular formations, offensive and defensive formations, night attacks, etc. are no worse than the training of the Eighth Route Army!
The Japs have insufficient troops, and they hope that the puppet troops can maintain the same ferocious fighting characteristics as the Japs on the battlefield, making them more brave!
Continuously discredit the National Army and the Eighth Route Army, promote the idea of co-prosperity, and pay on time, so that the puppet army will ideologically reject the Eighth Route Army.
The group of people carried rifles on their backs in the cold wind under the sun, put their hands in their sleeves, talked and laughed, and slowly approached the south blockhouse along the blockade ditch.
The puppet squad leader led a squad of men to patrol from north to south, with the destination being the gun tower in the south.
The rifle without a bayonet swayed behind him. He saw that the turret was not far away and patrolled once an hour. From a distance, he saw a few brothers sunbathing outside the south turret.
There is also a group of detective team members making a fire and cooking next to them.
Slowly approaching the blockhouse, the pseudo-squad leader didn't take it seriously: "I say Zhao Dahu, how can you bask in the sun in this cold weather?"
Ma Liang stood behind Zhao Dahu, pressed his shell gun against Zhao Dahu's waist, and lowered his voice: "Don't panic, like you usually do, you are a smart person, be careful what you say!"
Zhao Dahu quickly squeezed out a smile and replied to the pseudo-squad leader: "This is a brother from the detective team. This time we can save a few dollars!"
The pseudo-squad leader had seen the dozen or so detective team members a long time ago and saw that they ignored him at all. He couldn't help but cursed loudly: "You black dogs are here to take advantage of me again!"
Tiedan had already thought of his words: "Have you fucking eaten shit? Who do you think is a black dog?"
The pseudo-squad leader did not expect that the detective team member would not give him face and did not dare to find any more trouble. He turned his head and looked at Ma Liang behind Zhao Dahu: "...Hey? Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before? Where did you come from?"
He and Zhao Dahu were in the same row and ate and drank together all day long. Naturally, they were very familiar with each other. When they saw a stranger, they felt a little confused.
Ma Liang smiled: "I am the security force of Xinglong Town. I am escorting prisoners through Guibao with the detective team. Uh...have you had dinner?"
"Eat?" The pseudo-squad leader didn't take it seriously, looked up at the sky, and replied smoothly: "You haven't had lunch yet?"
A group of patrolling puppet soldiers looked curiously at this group of reconnaissance members, none of whom knew them. They stopped and immediately discovered that many friendly troops suddenly appeared in the earthen nests to the east of the turret.
At this time, more than a dozen detective team black dogs who were cooking in the pit all stood up, each holding a shell gun in their hands.
The pseudo-squad leader hasn’t figured out the situation yet, so I’m just going to look at you. Why are you carrying a gun?
Zhao Dahu on the opposite side said with a mournful face: "Third Squad Leader, these are the Eighth Masters, please surrender quickly!"
The third squad leader's heart pounded and he was immediately confused: So many people? Damn, it’s all eight-way...
Isn't this a sweep? Where did these Eight Routes come from?
surrender? I have the blood of villagers on my hands. Wouldn't surrendering mean seeking death?
Mr. Ba is not easy to talk to. How can he surrender?
The pseudo-squad leader looked at the black muzzle of the shell gun next to him, and immediately turned around subconsciously, preparing to use his companion's body to cover his escape.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Dahu from the opposite side rushed up with a bayonet. The sharp bayonet immediately pierced the thick cotton-padded clothes and penetrated the flesh. The pseudo-squad leader's hand involuntarily held the bayonet blade and fell to the ground, gasping in pain: "Zhao Dahu...you ..."
The puppet soldiers nearby screamed. Two puppet soldiers with good skills quickly turned around and used the bodies of their companions to cover them. They turned around and jumped into the blockade ditch in two steps, also planning to escape.
"Brothers, don't move. Ba Ye will give priority to the prisoners. If anyone tries to run away again, Ba Ye will shoot!" Zhao Dahu quickly yelled at the remaining puppet soldiers.
The two puppet soldiers who jumped into the blockade ditch were dumbfounded before they could get up: they saw more than a dozen... Imperial Army troops standing in the blockade ditch against the ditch wall, with more than a dozen sharp bayonets clenched in their hands. One of them, a tall and thick bear, stared at himself in surprise as he jumped down.
I was confused for a moment and subconsciously raised my hands and knees, not even daring to pull the rifle behind my back...
Opposite him, Luo Fugui stared at the two puppet soldiers with a smile and said, "Grandma, money is falling from the sky again!"
The two soldiers immediately stepped forward, tore off the rifles that the two puppet soldiers had dropped, and took two steps back to warn: "Platoon Commander Luo, these two guys want to run away. They must have done something outrageous. Do you want to stab them directly? Wait for the horse. Is it too troublesome for the platoon leader to interrogate you?"
Luo Fugui curled his lips and said: "Grandma, we will discuss this matter later. I, the platoon leader, will search them first to see if they have any weapons..."
After saying that, he walked up to the two puppet soldiers who were trembling on the ground, pushed them back and kicked them over: "Grandma, you still dare to run?"
After carefully searching every pocket, there were a lot of messy things, and then he said to the soldier behind him: "Tie him up!"
The patrol does not always move back and forth, but only once every hour or so along the blockade.
Ma Liang took eight selected soldiers, each with a shell gun stuck in his waist.
Zhao Dahu and another puppet soldier were selected from the team. They only carried guns and no bullets, and were ready to set off in half an hour.
As for the families of Zhao Dahu and the puppet soldiers who were recruited in Xinglong Town, Ma Liang promised to help them...
Half an hour later, the patrol began to walk north along the blockade ditch.
Hu Yi stood on the top of the turret, his binoculars facing the south blockade ditch. In his field of vision, a group of patrols came towards the turret from a distance...
To the west, another team carrying stretchers appeared in the camera...
This blockhouse on a traffic thoroughfare... looks quite busy.
