The Japanese second lieutenant seemed to be in a bad mood. He liked the feeling of being in control of everything.
I originally wanted to see the legendary beacon messenger, but there has been no movement in the town so far!
According to the plan, he waited for three smoke pillars to appear from the outside of the town before attacking in a big way.
It seems that the Eighth Route guerrillas did not rob the execution ground at Baliying as Captain Wu expected!
Because, according to Chinese tradition, three quarters past noon is the time for execution, and now that the time has passed, it is estimated that the Imperial Army soldiers on the other side of the execution ground have chopped off the heads of Eighth Route Army!
But the battle started near the village where he randomly chose to hide.
Until now, he didn't quite believe that the company commander of the Imperial Association Army went out for a casual walk and came back and said that he had found the main force of the Eighth Route Guerrilla Army. Isn't this nonsense?
But the two platoons of the Imperial Association Army disappeared, which made him realize that things might not be as simple as imagined.
But what does it matter?
Maybe what he encountered was a small group of Eighth Route guerrillas. At this time, it seemed good to go over and do activities to let the guerrillas and the Imperial Army see the military might of the Imperial Army and make those anti-Japanese elements tremble.
According to the company commander of the Imperial Association Army, the village to the north is only a little big. How many people can he hide?
Guerrilla fighting on the plains? Dreaming?
The plains are only suitable for positional warfare!
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless...
The second lieutenant who is familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War is not an arrogant man. He also understands that sometimes you have to use a knife to kill a chicken.
Besides, he didn't like to chase because he preferred to admire the inscription on the copper incense burner that had been installed in the cargo compartment of the car.
If the guerrillas are running around like ducks on the plains, how about letting the imperial elites chase those rabbits like hunting dogs?
Don’t be issued new military boots only if they are dirty!
This should be what those Imperial Army soldiers who surrendered to the Imperial Army should do.
Therefore, he immediately sent his men to ride three-wheeled motorcycles to the west and notify Captain Wu to come and outflank him!
Let them chase and kill, watch the fun and sing a song by yourself, light a fire and have a unique battlefield barbecue, how exciting?
After that, I would take my elite men to get some incense burners from the temples in the nearby villages... Isn't it beautiful?
The second lieutenant withdrew his thoughts and looked at the empty wilderness to carefully assess the current situation.
For such a small place, the map has already been imprinted in his brain.
The guerrillas on the plains have been exposed. According to the guerrillas' habit of running away after being shot, if I go there at this time, I will probably miss!
There was no road leading directly to the village to the north, so the team had to make a half-circle to the west.
Raise the telescope again and observe the village in the distance to the north.
In the constantly shaking camera, the dilapidated village becomes clearer and clearer.
Obviously, the cab of a car is not suitable for holding a telescope for observation because the vibration is too severe.
The second lieutenant put down the telescope and went directly outside the cab to hear the birdsong.
The translator outside the car door quickly turned his head and looked at the fake company commander who was hanging beside the car door: "Taijun asked, honestly, how many people are there in the village? If you lie, Taijun said they chopped off your head with their own hands!" "
The pseudo-company commander quickly freed up a hand and gestured with a finger towards the cab, but shouted to the translator who was crowded with him: "A proper company, just a little more!"
The false company commander's judgment was well-founded. Before he was attacked, there were sporadic fighting in the village, indicating that his men were still fighting.
Seeing the village getting closer and closer, the Japanese second lieutenant suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Maybe the village was too dilapidated...
His trip would have been in vain!
The convoy stopped three hundred meters west of the village.
The Japanese infantry began to jump out of the carriage and dispersed directly into the wilderness.
The heavy firepower team unloaded the two mortars from the vehicle and started assembling them directly in the wilderness. The ammunition hand carried the mortar shell box.
The heavy machine gun crew carried the machine gun and slowly removed the oilcloth covering the machine gun.
Several other Japanese soldiers were holding engineering shovels and carrying sacks taken from the vehicle. They cooperated with each other to fill the sacks with soil. It seemed that they were planning to temporarily build a small heavy machine gun formation.
Following a few whistles and the sergeant's constant shouts of orders, the battlefield warning sentries came in groups of two and trotted around the village to spread out on both sides.
The Japanese second lieutenant was sitting in the driver's seat, holding a telescope to carefully observe the situation in the village.
In the occupied areas, spring and autumn sweeps are carried out every year. So far, he has never encountered any guerrillas who dared to fight against the imperial army on the plains! Gu Shan
It's not that he hasn't experienced battles with guerrillas. When he was doing raids in the past, he often encountered guerrillas taking advantage of the location or setting up ambushes at night to block attacks.
As for the head-on battle between the guerrillas and the imperial army, they have never been encountered in the occupied areas!
This is not his fault, because according to newspapers and propaganda, apart from the Eighth Route Army taking advantage of the terrain in the mountainous area to organize a large-scale battle, it seems that not many guerrillas dared to fight face-to-face positional battles with the imperial army!
However, that time it was just that the Imperial Army was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army regular troops when they were raiding and attacking the enemy.
Uh, maybe I remember wrongly, it seems that some guerrillas also fought head-on with the imperial army, but the grass on the graves of those guerrillas grew three feet long!
And now, this is a model security area!
This is a model security area with enhanced security that was only raided by the Imperial Alliance Army!
Through the telescope, a blurry village could be seen in the distance, and the second lieutenant's heart was ups and downs.
In and outside the village...
Not a single person was seen. It is very likely that the guerrillas had already fled when they saw the imperial army convoy approaching.
On the plains and want to run?
There are no doors!
Putting down the telescope, he waved to the company commander of the Royal Association Army who was not far away and had been waiting for a long time...but could not get his panting men to stand up.
Then he said to the translator who had been hanging outside the cab of the car: "Ask him, was he attacked by guerrillas in the south of the village? Why didn't he see any signs?"
The pseudo company commander hurriedly ran to the cab of the car and pointed to the south of the village: "We were just about to enter the village from the south, and those guerrillas were hiding in that ditch..."
Then he held up the telescope and looked from his direction. The ditch... was unobstructed.
Not even a ghost could be seen, and it was impossible to tell whether a battle had occurred.
On the other hand, the guard posts that spread out to the south were running quickly with their backs bent more than a hundred meters south of the ditch.
The second lieutenant waved to the pretend company commander, then stuck his head out and whispered to the car behind him: "Let the guard post approach the village and check the condition of the ditch!"
Soon, a Japanese guy from the back of the car stepped on the driver's roof, held a flag and started waving it...
After a long while, the flag soldiers confirmed that a battle had indeed occurred in the south of the village.
However, apart from the half-dried blood, not even a body was found, and not even a single bullet casing was seen on the ground.
Perhaps out of consideration for the Imperial Army soldiers who had followed the car for seven or eight miles and were too tired to stand up, the Japanese second lieutenant did not allow these Imperial Army soldiers to be used as cannon fodder.
He directly arranged for a detachment of Japanese soldiers to act as the vanguard and enter the village directly!
The Japs are naturally a level higher than the puppet troops.
The sergeant led the team, and after quickly dividing into groups, they spread out sporadically. The three Japanese soldiers walked at the front in a triangle shape. The leader carried a plaster flag on his bayonet and fluttered left and right in the spring breeze.
The dozen or so Japs following behind... didn't even bother to move like a cat.
This kind of village has been raided countless times. If nothing else, even if he stood there and asked his guerrillas to hit the target from a hundred meters away, he couldn't hit it!
Holding the Sanba Gaigai with the bayonet in his hands as if nothing had happened, he walked more than 20 meters behind the three people in front of him while chatting and laughing, and walked straight into the village with bow-legged steps.
Spread out into skirmish lines?
By the way...if an adult is boxing with a three-year-old child, does he still have to start off?
There are bicycle tire marks on the ground, probably left by those unlucky Imperial Army soldiers who rode bicycles in the first place.
The Japanese with obsessive-compulsive disorder also kept adjusting their steps, subconsciously avoiding the overlap of the footprints with those wheel marks. Those long and slender tire marks that extended along the road to the outside of the village were quite beautiful.
When the team was about to approach the edge of the village a hundred meters, the sergeant finally waved his hand and told his Japs to disperse.
Arrogance is completely different from pride. A sergeant who has participated in many raids has rich combat experience!
Lift the Cao Changjing hanging on his chest.
Maybe...it's because there weren't many people in the village to begin with.
So...after multiple sweeps, there were no traces of the village being burned.
The dead trees outside the village, the gray brick and wood walls, the yellow rammed earth walls, the dilapidated and crooked fences outside the courtyard, and the thatched roofs all seemed lifeless...
The thatch on the roof...can't be dried any more, it will stick to it with just one touch!
It was no different from the villages we had seen during previous raids.
The sergeant even felt a little regretful. Maybe when he entered the village later, he wouldn't be able to see even a mouse!
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