Zhang Weimin found that something was wrong with the battlefield habits he had developed after years of fighting.
The moment the arrow flew out, his body naturally fell to the side.
The puppet troops who heard the sound nearby faithfully carried out their commander's orders and fell down to take cover.
Almost all the screams came from the Japanese.
All the dozen or so Japanese soldiers in the team were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
The ambushers used bows and arrows, as if they were afraid of using guns to cause the puppet troops to fight back!
Although there was no sound of gunfire, the buzzing sound of the hunting bow still coiled in the ears like the hissing of a poisonous snake.
Ambush!
The other party is likely to have mines planted.
Since the opponent's target is the Japanese!
So, any action to confront the enemy at this time would be foolish.
The other party was once his brother. How could the puppet soldiers not know this truth?
For a moment, no one fired back.
The puppet soldiers who found cover were pulling rifles and submachine guns, hurriedly pushing the bolt and pulling the trigger to load bullets.
An arrogant voice appeared on the mountain ridge: "Listen to me, put down your weapons and surrender your guns before killing."
This one is a bit verbose
Zhang Weimin crawled in the bushes.
He saw a half-figure protruding from the mountain ridge, wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform. The black muzzle of the gun in his right hand was pointed at him, and the little finger of his left hand was on the grenade ring with the back cover uncovered.
There were nearly a hundred people in the ravine, but no one dared to shoot that person.
Na Balu continued to sneer: "Don't look at me with that look, and don't take chances. Who dares to point their gun at me? I have more than a hundred hand grenades and a dozen machine guns here. I will send you back to your hometown directly!"
Chug tug tug.
The military commissioner who sneaked into the puppet army suddenly raised his gun and fired.
His task is to supervise the puppet army to suppress the Eighth Route Army. He has nothing to do with the death of the Japanese, but he must let the security brigade and the Eighth Route Army form an indissoluble hatred.
Therefore, he felt that the time had come to serve the party and the country.
It's a pity that the flower-mouthed Browning's range is too cute
boom.
The arrogant Ba Lu followed up and fired back.
Then, he threw the grenade in his hand into the ravine.
"You mother, if you dare to resist, don't blame me for not leaving you a way to survive." After firing the gun and throwing the grenade, Balu quickly lowered his body.
Suddenly, fallen leaves were flying in the haystack, arms were raised, and smoking grenades were smashed into the ravine.
Several gray figures popped up, and the machine guns set up on tripods began to pour bullets into the ravine.
Ta da da. Ta da da.
"Retreat!" Zhang Weimin screamed strangely, got up and ran back.
My heart is like lightning, I must leave here now.
The ravine was narrow, and the team of nearly a thousand people behind them was unable to provide fire support for themselves.
Want to run?
The hunting bow in Li Laoba's hand was drawn into a full circle.
Boom, a feathered arrow flew out from the bushes with a trembling sound. The arrow, which was calculated in advance, penetrated Zhang Weimin's thigh with a thud, forcing him to kneel to the ground.
boom.
The first grenade thrown into the ravine explodes
Boom boom boom boom
The sound of grenades exploding one after another was like a wake-up call, exploding among the puppet troops who were also preparing to retreat.
Shrapnel flew across the military uniform, tearing apart the muscles of the thighs and thighs, burrowing into the chest and piercing the lower abdomen.
Bah, bah, bah, tug, tug, tug.
The puppet soldiers who are not afraid of death return the favor
Unfortunately, they seem to have forgotten that they are completely at a disadvantage from the terrain point of view.
Occasionally, there are figures lying down on the mountain.
Boom boom boom.
The second wave of grenades exploded
Bang bang bang, the rifle started shooting at the puppet soldiers who were still able to move in the smoke.
"Don't be entangled, withdraw." Zhang Weimin was also a ruthless person. He broke the back half of the arrow that had penetrated his thigh, and pulled the arrow out from the inside by force.
Fortunately, no bones were injured
The two puppet army guards next to him picked up Zhang Weimin and ran back.
Li Laoba stopped using his bow and arrow and picked up the shell gun next to him.
Bang bang bang.
Start pulling the trigger on the figure in the smoke
Bullets are whizzing, grenades are exploding
The guard next to Zhang Weimin fell, and the one following him immediately stepped forward to take over.
When people are faced with a desperate situation, their explosive power cannot be underestimated.
As quickly as the battle begins, it ends just as quickly.
More than ten minutes later, no one of the puppet troops who entered the ravine was alive.
No one surrendered.
Old Bandit Qi stood on the ridge and looked at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield.
Captain Qin next to him had a dark face: "I told you to lay landmines, but your mother had to ambush me, causing me to seriously injure another team member."
Old Bandit Qi was a little embarrassed: "Why don't we leave our mines to the little devils?"
"The man surnamed Zhang ran away, cutting the grass without eradicating the root, leaving nothing but trouble."
"You know what the heck, we just want the man named Zhang to go back. Now that we have killed the Japanese, he will definitely not be able to go back and do business."
"Do you think they will still give us the 100,000 catties of grain they promised?"
"Hey, he dares not to give it? I will chop off the heads of these leading puppet troops one by one and give them to them!"
Captain Qin was startled: "We can't kill prisoners."
"Fuck you, I'm not the Eighth Route Army now."
"Presumptuous. The Eighth Route Army is what you say it is, and what you say is no is what it is?"
The old bandit Qi reached out and snatched two pieces of ocean from Captain Qin's pocket.
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
"Hehe, according to the regulations of the Eighth Route Army, if you give me two oceans as travel expenses, I can leave the Eighth Route Army!"
"Are you really going to leave the Eighth Route Army?" Captain Qin was startled. The commander of the army betrayed him on the battlefield. It seemed that betrayal was out of the question: "Do you want to be a deserter?"
"He Chuanlin, hurry up and have a meeting and let's vote by show of hands."
He Chuanlin couldn't understand: "Forget it, Lao Qi"
Qi Lao Gang was very proud: "I have separated from the Eighth Route Army now and am the master of Lingqiu Cave. Wait until tomorrow and send someone to recruit me."
Fuck, can you still do this?
He Chuanlin was stunned on the spot. The nine battalions of smoke-eating and wicked men deserved their reputation!
Seeing that Captain Qin was still staring at him, Qi Laoqi became angry: "You are now the guerrilla captain of Lingqiu Cave, and I am a bandit. I am passing by here now and am preparing to ambush this group of puppet troops who are working for the Japanese. The Eighth Route Army unites all anti-Japanese forces , should you help?"
He Chuanlin was a little confused: "Isn't the battle over?"
"Go away!" Qi Lao Qi pushed away this short-sighted guy He Chuanlin, faced Team Qin face to face, and shouted: "Tell me, there are anti-Japanese troops fighting against the puppet army, do you want to help?"
Captain Qin was startled and subconsciously replied: "Logically speaking, we should help."
"Then when we finish this battle, can you help me clean up the battlefield?"
Captain Qin finally came to his senses: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
"We are friendly forces now. Do you understand? If you don't like it, take them out quickly."
Captain Qin knew what the old bandit Qi wanted to do: "Betrayal on the battlefield! What you did is betraying the revolution. Do you believe that I will kill you?"
"I said, why are you stubborn?" Qi Laoqi's angry face turned into a smile: "Sir Hu, we agreed when he left. After we established our footing, we gathered some troops who were determined to resist the Japanese and attacked those in the mountains who might surrender to the enemy. The troops were routed, and now these guys have surrendered to the enemy."
Captain Qin focused on the important point: "Then I don't care, what you do is a betrayal on the battlefield!"
"Here, please send Captain Qin of the Eighth Route Army to rest behind."
South of Weihe River.
The puppet army pulled a net to surround each village. The traitor and Japanese military police agents of the reconnaissance team, relying on the clues provided by the insiders arranged in advance in various townships, towns, and villages, conducted a large-scale search for the Eighth Route and Tongba Road suspects.
"As long as you sign this letter of repentance and the imperial army opens their eyes, you can survive." The translator looked at the young and beautiful girl in front of him.
"Bah, you traitor, I'll blind you." The young girl whose hands were tied behind her back turned pale.
"Girl, seeing as you are young, I advise you not to be stubborn. If you don't sign, the imperial army will strip you naked and parade you through the streets later," the translator threatened.
"Traitor, scum of the nation, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" The girl's eyes were contemptuous.
"Keep the green hills here, don't worry about running out of firewood..." the translator said quickly in a low voice.
"Tear off her clothes and pants, hang her on a big locust tree outside the village!" The Japanese military policeman translated the bird language to the traitor next to him, and then ticked his name.
There were too many suspects arrested, and it was a waste of time to parade them through the streets.
"Let the dogs kill you." The Japanese military police ticked another name.
"Boil the water and scald him to death slowly from your feet to your head." The Japanese military policeman ticked another one.
"Drown in a manure pit."
"If he refused to let go, he would be skinned by the village butcher."
The translator was startled: "Taijun, I think you should try it again?"
"As long as the suspects have anything to do with the Eighth Route Army, we will fight against them." The military policeman waved to the translator.
In the crowd, a middle-aged man with tears in his eyes ordered the young people next to him: "Let them all sign a letter of repentance. I will bear all the responsibilities."
"secretary."
"I will explain the situation to my superiors. Even if I am labeled as a traitor by my superiors, it is better than being uprooted by the enemy."
"But."
"Execute the order"
"Taijun, can you please let me persuade them?" A gentle young man walked out of the crowd and went straight to the Japanese military police.
The military policeman was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "Yours, a good citizen?"
"Report to your Majesty, my good people!" The young man bowed.
The military policeman whispered to the interpreter next to him.
The translator then shouted loudly: "The imperial army is not willing to go on a killing spree. For the sake of common prosperity, these saboteurs have to be eliminated as a last resort. If you can make them repent, the imperial army can let them go...
However, you must provide a guarantee for them. If you dare to fake repentance and deceive the imperial army, if the imperial army finds out, everyone in your village will die! "
(End of chapter)
