Since the 1930s of the Republic of China, the Eighth Route Army's departments have used corn and sorghum green gauze as cover to launch small-scale attacks on Japanese and puppet troops every summer when sorghum and corn grow to human height.
Deputy Zhao, who led the team to support the third column, died.
After crossing the canal, the soldiers of the 23rd Regiment, who followed closely behind the Japanese, launched a fierce attack on the Japanese with anger.
The lieutenant of the Rat Baggage Brigade, who was directing his military police to catch out the man who had sneaked into the convoy, was a little confused.
First, I don’t understand where these idiots came from.
Second, I couldn't figure out why there were a large number of Tuba Road soldiers who had taken down the outer security posts, and why they would deliberately use machine guns to attack and expose the target, giving themselves the opportunity to provide advance warning to the Baby convoy?
The dust kicked up by feet on the southern highway was full of human figures.
Shouldn't this be hundreds or thousands?
Fortunately, the road was only a few meters wide, so the Eighth Route Army that launched the attack could not deploy.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japanese Lieutenant immediately ordered the convoy to move closer to the main force ahead.
The rarely used bugle whistled loudly.
The cars parked on the road started quickly and ran northward one after another in an orderly manner.
Some of the Japanese who were squatting on the ground and fighting back waited until the last car passed by and climbed onto the car from the side without haste.
The Eighth Route Army was unable to expand on a large scale, and dozens of soldiers fell on the charging road.
Watching the Japs' cars fleeing in a cloud of dust, there was no other way but to shoot with a rifle and kill the few Japs in the tail car.
Zhang Xiaodao, who was the first to start the car in the middle of the team, did not move even after calling for a long time.
Watching the dusty cars pass by one after another.
Fortunately, the last car suddenly stopped when it passed him.
The Japanese driver stuck his head out and screamed loudly, asking the unlucky driver to start the car and get in the car quickly. There was blue smoke coming from his butt but he couldn't drive away at all.
According to the Japanese regulations, if a car or a military vehicle is used by a person, the person will be killed if the vehicle is disgraceful.
But the car broke down, and there was a large army of imperial troops ahead, so maybe they could get the car back later.
The driver acted like he was taking his companion with him.
Zhang Xiaodao couldn't understand what the Japanese said, but he could understand his gestures.
He quickly opened the driver's door and jumped into the car next to him.
Previously, someone in the Japanese convoy was engaged in sabotage. Due to the sudden incident, the Japanese driver behind was not notified of the situation.
Zhang Xiaodao didn't dare to move, let alone speak, after jumping into the crowd of Japanese soldiers that filled the carriage.
The Japanese infantryman next to him saw this nervous and silent man, and looked sympathetically at the auto soldier who always looked above his head, guessing that this unlucky second lieutenant would have to commit seppuku if he returned home.
After the smoke and dust of the battlefield are stained with sweat, no one knows anyone.
There were corpses of Imperial warriors in the cab.
It's not surprising that people died on the battlefield. The Japanese who were chasing the Eighth Route Army in large numbers were so nervous that they didn't even have the mood to look at the cars next to them.
"Ahem..." Crouching among the dozen or so Japs in the cargo compartment, Zhang Xiaodao felt really panicked: It's over... I can only die with the Japs this time.
After walking through the green gauze for a while.
Suddenly somewhere, Madman Yang's loud bird call sounded: "￥%￥&"
The Japanese second lieutenant who had just been bombed was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
What the hell is this about being ambushed by the Imperial Army while wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform?
In the second lieutenant's opinion, the three imperial troops just discovered were probably remnants of the previous reconnaissance team.
The second lieutenant really felt aggrieved by what happened one after another. The Japanese captain and the military medical officer did not reveal the truth to their subordinates.
As a result, at least several people in the team were poisoned.
Following the route to the south of the highway, there was suddenly the sound of a group of eight-pronged attackers rushing, killing, and screaming.
The situation is a bit chaotic, and the second lieutenant's brain is a bit lacking.
At first, he hesitated as his whereabouts were exposed after the gunshot was fired, and the main force seemed to be under attack. There was no need for him to continue moving forward.
suddenly.
The chirping of birds for communication came from the green gauze tent on the side.
Listening to what the other party was shouting, it was the warriors of the Imperial Army who were shouting about how to attack their Tubal team heading west.
The lieutenant with a black hair quickly opened the mouthpiece and roared into the green gauze tent to the south: "Eight, I am Kashima Kazuki, the captain of the second squadron of the first squadron."
A voice with a surprised tone came: "Kashima-kun? How did you end up wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army?"
The big dog couldn't understand and just said the Three-Character Sutra and the Japanese chirping and singing in bird language.
He flipped the grenade safety, knocked off the hood, and threw it to the north where the Japs made the noise.
Madman Yang moved faster, holding a grenade in each hand and striking them almost simultaneously.
Throwing grenades with both hands at the same time is Madman Yang's secret skill.
Li Laosan had a dark face and only threw out a grenade: "What a fool! If I had known, I would have asked Li Xiang for a few grenades."
"Didn't you say it was fun to kill the Japanese with a knife?" Then he pulled out a grenade and his nonsense was interrupted by the explosion.
Boom boom boom.
The three grenades that ended in delay exploded next to the Japanese second lieutenant almost at the same time.
Then there was the sound of a grenade explosion that was incompatible with the explosion of a grenade.
Perhaps the Japanese second lieutenant should not have been killed. The grenade thrown by Li Laosan was accurate enough and hit the Japanese second lieutenant's head in anger and yelling.
The second lieutenant fell to the ground, perfectly avoiding the grenade fragments raging in the group of Japanese soldiers.
The shrapnel tore through the uniform and penetrated the flesh. The shrapnel that stopped after breaking the bones made the Japs scream.
Near where the second lieutenant was, the stems of sorghum poles were broken and leaves were broken into pieces, and a section of large intestine hanging on the sorghum poles was dripping with blood and feces.
What a miserable word.
Madman Yang, who prides himself on being an excellent marksman, never fired a shot against Big Dog.
on the highway.
A Japanese observer standing on the roof of a car.
We clearly saw a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers moving from the blockhouses in the north to the west and already running to the west.
The convoy behind had encountered a small group of eight-pronged attacks before, but everything was still under control.
The Japanese messenger who came desperately to report said that the baggage train was suddenly attacked by a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers.
Observers once again reported that the Imperial Army's special squadron, which was charging westward, was ambushed.
The Japanese captain was so angry that all his orifices started to smoke.
A large group of imperial troops is completely invincible on the plains!
How could he remain calm when he was attacked one after another by Tubal Road with only two mortars?
Quickly climb into the car, climb to the roof of the cab, and look around with binoculars.
in the sun.
In a patch of green gauze tents that are about to mature, a road runs diagonally from north to south.
Far to the north, by the road, a tall blockhouse stands, surrounded by a large open area.
To the west, the smoke rising from the green gauze is being carried away and spread by the wind.
To the south, the convoy approaching him was completely blocked by dust, making it difficult to see how many Eighth Route Army vehicles were coming.
All you can see is that the green gauze tents on both sides of the road are shaking desperately.
All this successfully aroused the endless anger of the smoking Japanese captain, and a series of orders were immediately issued.
Mortar and rifle turned muzzle, target, south.
The heavy machine gun is directly mounted on the rear car, and a machine gun position is established in the car compartment.
The Japanese who originally planned to attack westward with the assault team retreated to the north. Should the northward movement be called an advance or a return trip?
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