The Japanese lieutenant held the binoculars and looked back and forth to the south. Amidst the smoke, there was a black corpse-like motionless figure of the bandit soldiers on the ground, one a few meters away, and a few meters away in piles, scattered obscenely and shamefully in the open field.
A handful of people were raising their guns cautiously, not daring to shoot for fear of attracting retaliatory bullets.
He turned around and glanced at the battalion commander of the Royal Association Army next to him: "What are you doing, standing still?"
The pseudo-battalion commander's cross-eyed eyes lit up immediately, he nodded and bowed and hurriedly prepared to express his determination.
Yesterday, I was hacked by the guerrillas, and with the desire for revenge in my heart, those bastards who clamored all day long that they were not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to go to Sanqing Palace to drink tea with Taishang Laojun. They simply shamed the ancestors.
The fake battalion commander is not stupid. He has been looking at it for a long time and has already thought of a countermeasure!
That is to concentrate on attacking one point first, as the art of war goes...
I once again silently recited an article from Sun Tzu's Art of War:
Soldiers who, deception also...
Profit and inducement,
Take it out of chaos,
Be practical and prepared,
Be strong and avoid it,
scratch it in anger,
Be humble and proud,
Lost and worked hard,
Close and separated,
Attack those who are unprepared,
Take the unexpected.
The pseudo-battalion commander directly chooses the last two: attack him without doing anything, and take him by surprise!
Now that you've opened up your formation, I won't play any tricks with you, I'll just hit the snake seven inches away!
What is the Imperial Alliance Army? That is the most awesome existence in the world besides the imperial army! According to his feeling, there are only a hundred or so guerrillas, right?
Since you have the highest density of shooting, I’ll start from the most difficult part of you!
I have my brothers practice formation with the Imperial Army instructors every day, and they also practice shooting coordination from time to time. The Imperial Army instructor also said that when the Eighth Route Army in the mountains saw the Imperial Army, they would not only run away... but also run away, even if you captured a lot of guns yesterday. Ammunition, in front of the second best Imperial Army in the world...isn't he a scumbag?
Now that the world's best imperial army is behind us, can it be that these well-trained brothers like me...can't stand up to the Tubal guerrillas who have barely even been trained...even their nests have been taken away?
Taking another look at the imperial armored vehicle behind him, the puppet battalion commander's confidence immediately exploded. With an order, the puppet army units of the two companies on the middle road immediately deployed. The company commander greeted the platoon leader, and the platoon leader supervised the squad leader. They quickly separated into two lines. Column, one road each in the east and west of the village...
What do you want to call this formation? This must be called Shuangyong Izuku! Or is it a two-pronged approach?
At that time, we will give the guerrillas an intermediate flowering.
Now that the formation is in place, the next step is to arrange the battle and give the two company commanders face-to-face instructions: concentrate their efforts to attack two points in the middle first, wait for the commando to break into the guerrilla position, and then separate and attack the two wings along the water channel!
At that time, he would rush forward with his reserve team and turn the original frontal attack into a flanking attack.
What is this called? This should be called avoiding the truth and attacking the fictitious...
When the time comes, we will squeeze these guerrillas out of this graveyard inch by inch.
One by one, those who took the work went to the imperial army to exchange money and receive the reward!
This should be called... plowing the courtyard and sweeping holes!
Regarding the arrangements of the puppet battalion commander, naturally no one among the puppet soldiers dared to challenge the authority of the puppet battalion commander.
But this does not mean that all the puppet troops have no doubts, especially the veterans who suffered defeats on certain battlefields.
The two pseudo-company commanders who participated in the attack had different mentality. One of them was still immersed in the unlucky memory of being ambushed yesterday. Since the guerrillas dared to display their swords and guns here, there must be a conspiracy!
It's a pity that I haven't read much and can't figure it out. However, after following the battalion commander so many times in raids, frontal attacks, and the simple tactics of fighting on both sides after reaching the guerrilla graveyard, I can still figure it out...
The other company commander also didn't have much brains, but he admired the battalion eldest brother for reading poetry and books.
He likes the feeling of hunting. When did the guerrillas from Tubal Road get so arrogant on this plain?
After looking around, I always feel that the feng shui here is not very good. If there is a flood in the Wei River, all the tombs in front will probably be flooded!
No, the fight is about to start. Where are you thinking?
Anyway, it will definitely be the guerrillas who will be buried by then. Whether Feng Shui is good or not is none of his business?
Everything is ready, just waiting for the imperial army to fire a few cannons!
I just called him straight away...
Let those quail-like bandits and sluts from the poor society gather their strength and see who is the big brother here besides the imperial army!
...
Luo Fugui also thinks that the feng shui here is not good. Looking out over the plain, there is nothing except nearby villages and a forest to the west!
If you turn your back to the north and face south, there will be no green dragon on the left and white tiger on the right, let alone the Suzaku and Xuanwu whose shadows cannot be found.
The only dragon vein is several miles away to the east.
He began to mourn for the bandits who had been killed. People were shooting constantly in the trenches, and his heart trembled with every shot fired.
Fortunately, the bandits were not stupid either. They hid behind the corpses for a long time without firing or showing up.
The extremely lively battlefield unexpectedly suddenly became stalemate.
There was a feeling of sadness in his heart, there were so many brothers!
If they were all under his command, he could just find a mountain top and put up a big flag and become the king!
He looked up again and realized that it was better to die than live, and he began to wonder if he should be persuaded to surrender.
I remembered that when I was in the mountains, the boss still took good care of him. Even if he ate too much, the brothers would only scold him and kick him. After thinking about it over and over again, his head began to turn into paste. When he was studying in the division, The instructor seemed to say that we should unite all forces that can be united... Aren't bandits also a force that can be united?
Who cares, after all, they were in the same group before, so he couldn't wait to die. He thought that persuading those brothers to put down their weapons and crawl over to surrender might give them a way to survive!
Thinking of this, he immediately took the risk and stuck his head out: "Brothers in the north, listen to what grandma said. If you don't want to die, quickly put the gun above your head and crawl over to surrender. I won't care about my past!"
In the silent battlefield, such a sound suddenly appeared, which was indeed a bit inconsistent...
Long Fanzhang, who was holding a telescope not far away, was startled and quickly turned his head to look over.
I have a deep memory of that big and thick body... It seems to be called Mule. The name is easy to remember. Is he going crazy now?
Most of the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion guarding the middle road were Luo Fugui's men. Seeing the company commander yelling, they immediately joined in and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Hand your gun and don't kill! You really don't want to do it with us. This is over. I'll give you two yuan." Ocean Toll!”
One person with a loud voice said: "Everyone on the other side, listen up...Hurry up, put down your guns and surrender, I will spare your life!"
A person next to him yelled: "You idiot, if he puts down his gun, what the hell will we seize?"
The man with the loud voice was convinced. He scratched his head unconsciously and shouted again: "Opposite me, what I said was wrong... I just said something wrong. Bring the gun and surrender!"
A battlefield with bad guys like the Nine Battalions is usually not lonely.
The other person quickly replied: "Do you really want to surrender your gun and not kill?"
Another voice yelled with dissatisfaction: "Didn't they say that the Eighth Route Army will pay three yuan in ocean tolls? Are you taking one piece from me?"
Someone soon reminded: "There is a ghost behind... The imperial army is watching. Let's go over. He will definitely shoot him from behind..."
Another voice asked the guerrillas: "How can I crawl when I hold a gun with both hands?"
Someone from the ninth battalion immediately thought of the opponent: "Okay, just put the gun on your back!"
Luo Fugui, who was wealthy and wealthy, immediately became excited when he saw someone answering: "The rule of the Eighth Route Army is to only give two yuan, and no one can be bullied! As long as you vote in, I will lose my money this time... I will give you one yuan as a private subsidy..."
Hu Yi frowned and kept observing the situation of the bandits and puppet soldiers in the north.
Occasionally, I turned around to look at the shooting situation of the friendly troops nearby, and immediately discovered something unusual about the friendly rifles. The rifle didn't even need to pull the bolt!
It can be fired eight times in a row, and it will make a dinging sound at the end.
A rifle that can shoot continuously, not a submachine gun with little lethality!
The sound of gunfire in the trenches became sparse.
Seeing that the bandits in the open field were hiding behind the corpses and not showing up, there was no point in fighting them.
He didn't react much to Luo Fugui's troubles. It was not uncommon for the Ninth Company to go to the battlefield and scold the formation.
I have never seen someone who can make the enemy surrender with his mouth, so naturally I don’t believe it.
Occasionally, he turned around and saw Long Fanzhang not far away, smiling and looking at him with interest. Only then did he realize that the mule's words were getting more and more outrageous.
The guy was talking like a drake: "...You have to see the situation clearly. Don't think that if you surrender to the Japanese, they will treat you as human beings... Look, they won't treat you like cannon fodder..."
When the mule said this, he took a breath and continued to play the broken gong: "As long as you come here, I will look at a perfect cemetery in the mountains, tsk tsk... If your ancestors' graves are moved there, your descendants will be protected." Long..."
Hu Yi had a black line on his face, and the Eighth Route Army was almost completely disgraced... The friendly forces were watching from the side, and it didn't seem good to leave him alone!
He immediately bent down and walked along the trench.
The girl who was watching the excitement with her mouth wide open was suddenly pulled off the ammunition box by Hu Yi who came over suddenly: "What are you looking at? Don't show your head!"
The girl shrank her neck: "Hey, Fox, I remember when I was studying in the teacher's school, the document issued by my superiors really said that I would be given three oceans, right?"
Hu Yi had a black line on his face, when did this happen... How could he be in the mood to talk to her about this? He pulled the girl into the artillery hole next to her: "The puppet troops are in formation, and the Japanese are probably going to shell again soon. Stay here." Don’t come out here!”
After Hu Yi finished speaking, he walked a few steps quickly, raised his leg and kicked Luo Fugui, who was having fun next to him: "Shut up... what are you doing? Why are you smoking at this time?"
Luo Fugui Cat came back to his senses in the trench, looked at the dark-faced Boss Hu, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, with a big grin on his stinky face: "Hey, Boss Hu, let me see if I can persuade you to surrender... This is called. ..Soldiers who surrender to the enemy without fighting!”
The loud voice next to him raised his head and continued to sneer: "Hey... that's right... come along that ditch, hey, hey, hey... those behind you, don't be stunned, point your guns behind you. puppet troops, be careful not to let them shoot you..."
Captain Geng next to him was dumbfounded... Someone really rebelled on the battlefield under the nose of the Japanese...
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Regarding the propaganda on the battlefield, the Eighth Route Army specially organized a team, including the anti-war alliance propaganda, which caused the Japanese army to be unstable, and even the most cruel peninsula puppet army began to surrender...
Quite influential
Regarding the origin of the stick: After the peninsula was occupied by the Japanese, they also had to recruit puppet police. However, the Japanese did not trust the puppet soldiers, so they gave the police a laundry stick worn by women as a weapon.
Since these two Japs were more ferocious than the Japanese, the common people secretly called them sticks.
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