The Japanese machine gun crew, who were out of temper, screamed from time to time.
The eight roads on the edge of the green gauze curtain surrounding the blockhouse occasionally responded with some retaliation.
The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate again.
Only two battalions of the main regiment came.
To surround the Japanese in the open space from three directions, the troops themselves are insufficient.
The deputy commander handed over the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese who pretended to be the Eighth Route Army to Park Buhuan, who came for reinforcements, and asked to capture as many alive as possible.
Before the battle is won, it is not wise to report the current battlefield situation to your superiors.
No one knows whether the Japanese with great magic will be able to decipher the secret message.
Pu Buhuan and his team were sneaking into the green gauze tent.
As the main force correspondent went straight to the target: the location where the Japanese caused chaos.
Pu Buhuan quickly deduced in his mind and chose the route that the Japs were most likely to take.
The Japanese sergeant who was turning south was urging the injured team behind him to keep up.
Both sides sneaked in the green gauze tent.
Pu Buhuan, who was personally serving as the vanguard, suddenly heard a noise between the machine gunfire: there was the rustling of clothes and sorghum leaves ahead.
Park Buhuan and the Japanese sergeant were about ten meters away, and the two sides accidentally collided directly.
After a series of gestures, his Korean soldiers immediately spread out in a fan shape to meet the Japanese infiltration team.
The Japanese who were walking in the green gauze tent were moving forward carefully and also heard the movement on the other side.
The Japanese troops marching in the green veil stopped and suddenly fell to the ground to guard.
One by one, they spread out to prepare for battle. The green gauze tent was densely covered with sorghum poles. It seemed that they could hide everywhere, but in fact, the guns were useless.
There was nowhere to hide, so he could only pray that the other party couldn't see him and aim directly.
Trying to dodge bullets with good skills is completely self-deception.
Suddenly I heard a low voice from the green gauze opposite, asking: "Who?"
The sergeant was so nervous that he lay on the ground in silence.
"Password?" the other party asked in a whisper again.
The familiar voice seemed to be filled with tension.
Are they coming from the Imperial Army warriors?
There seemed to be many bird-speakers in the green gauze tent opposite, delivering orders.
What is said are all professional terms used in the training of the imperial army.
The imperial army popularized bird singing teaching on a large scale in this land.
It’s not surprising that Tubalu can speak a few bird songs.
But there are so many people who can speak the professional term bird language. It is absolutely impossible for them to be Tubalu.
Before confirming the other party's identity, the sergeant began to ask in Chinese which part the other party belonged to.
Pu Buhuan just directly ordered his men to continue outflanking.
He is testing.
The deputy commander heard that he could sing bird songs and asked him to find a way to catch his tongue.
A weird drama is taking place.
The Japanese disguised themselves as Eighth Route Army soldiers and spoke Chinese, while Eighth Route Army soldiers spoke in the language of birds.
The two sides seemed to be competing to see who was more disguised.
He knew clearly in his heart that the person facing him was a life-or-death opponent, but he still tried to prove that he and the other person were of the same kind.
But no one fired the first shot.
Fighting in the green gauze tent is about casualties.
No one on either side can see the other. If they collide head-on and open fire, life or death will depend on it. Whoever has more firepower will take advantage, and whoever has more firepower will take advantage.
Before such a scene, who could survive would probably depend on luck.
The sergeant knew that he had few men and could not fight with casualties.
Therefore, he planned to use as much time as possible to send his men westward away from the battlefield.
Away from the current battle that left him completely hopeless.
Pu Bupao did not order to fire, his plan was simpler, and the soldiers did not have a good rest after traveling a long distance.
In Qingshazhang, there is no need to be a fool because of the advantage of strength in numbers.
Later, he ordered his subordinates to shout directly in the language of birds.
After the Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese began to colonize the country and promote enslavement education.
Nearly fifty years have passed, and the vast majority of North Koreans who have the opportunity to receive education have been forced to learn bird songs.
Just like some people who go to great lengths to learn English.
Pu Buhuan kept talking about birdsong in the green gauze tent, but did not talk about Smecta. He did not want to expose his compatriots.
The volunteers "helped" the Eighth Route Army, also to reserve talents for themselves, hoping to one day regain their Yin family.
The argument made by the man in northern Shaanxi is very reasonable, and the barrel of the gun is the foundation of recovery.
The Japanese sergeant directed his men to turn west.
However, his opponent had no intention of giving him a chance, relying on his strength and numbers.
As long as a gun is fired in the Qingsha tent, it will be a melee. It is impossible to shoot accurately, and there is no way to support each other.
The well-trained Japanese soldiers led by the sergeant did not dare to fire randomly.
Pu Buhuan knew the number of this group of Japs, so he planned to reduce the scope of activities of this group of Japs first.
Wait for the Ninth Battalion coming from the north to double-team and block the gap for the Japanese to run west.
In the green gauze tent, although the two sides did not fire, their troops were arranged in an extremely tight formation.
It was only a matter of time before the gun went off.
Da da da.
No one expected it.
The first thing to fire was a Czech machine gun.
Park Bo-hwan's machine gunners opened fire first.
Nothing else. He saw the Japanese in Eighth Route Army uniforms who seemed to want to run away.
Also wearing the Eighth Route Army uniform, there is still a big difference between the real Eighth Route Army and the Japanese.
People who have an unforgettable hatred for the Japanese can easily tell the difference between true and false.
Skilled tactical moves can't fool anyone at all!
The sound of gunfire was an order, and in an instant, bullets rained down like a storm in the green gauze tent on the southwest side of the turret.
The whistling bullets whizzed past the green gauze tent not far away.
The big dogs that were marching slowly through the green gauze immediately shouted: "It's so hidden."
A lot of mines were placed on the ground when I left this area.
To outflank, you must use the green gauze tent that has not been squeezed open to ensure safety.
Listen carefully to the sound of Czech machine guns and 79 rifles not far away.
Gunshots rang out, and I felt that there was at least one platoon of troops on one side of the firefight area.
The intensity of the firefight was not even lower than when the Eighth Route Army's main force attacked the Japanese formation!
The first reaction of the recruits led by the big dog was to lie down and hide out of habit.
The new recruits have already become accustomed to the sound of gunshots and the impact of people on the ground.
The big dog didn't dare to raise his head, bullets whizzed overhead and occasionally made a popping noise when they penetrated into the ground beside him.
He knew very well that he should be behind the Japanese now.
In other words, he was opposite Park Bu-hwan.
There is no way to communicate on the battlefield, and bullets don't recognize people.
He now had to make a choice: leave here and head east or turn west.
Big Dog is different from the choices of many eight-way commanders.
There was no intention of taking advantage of the green gauze tent to hide his whereabouts. He crawled on the ground to approach the Japanese and then engage in a melee or bayonet fight with them.
On the opposite side, Park Bu-hwan was on full fire.
Big Dog didn't know the specific location of the Japs and didn't dare to order the grenades to be thrown.
As a result, his side seemed to give the orthogonal and fierce sides the impression that this was a vacuum.
Developments on the battlefield never seem to be predictable.
Park Buhuan led his men to complete the outflank in three directions, and the Japanese who were about to turn west had to turn back north again.
The intensive firepower caused the corpses of the Japanese to lie in a row in the green gauze tent.
boom.
A grenade suddenly went off as a wounded Japanese soldier smashed his hood off.
The big dog platoon was crawling on the ground and moving westward.
The flank observer suddenly saw that the green gauze tent in front seemed to be squeezed and deformed. He was stunned for a moment before shouting: "Enemy attack!"
Amidst the hail of bullets, the big dog turned his head and looked south. It seemed like the little Japs were really coming to his door?
Before Big Dog could give the order, the recruit next to him mounted a light machine gun and leaned forward unsteadily: "You little devil, I'm going to fuck your grandma."
Da da da.
The big dog's eyes widened. This "recruit" was a lackey of the Japanese a few days ago.
This madness almost made his jaw drop.
Czech-style ballistics rushed towards the Japanese figures who squeezed through the green gauze tent and turned north.
They beat all the remaining elites who turned north to the ground, including the dozen or so.
Park Buhuan heard the sound of machine gunfire from the north, and then saw the escaping Japanese being beaten down.
He quickly ordered to lie down, Qing Shazhang was hit by a bullet and he didn't recognize anyone.
Seeing that the Japanese were trapped in a narrow area in the green gauze tent.
The war situation is stable and settled.
Unwilling to fail, the Japanese military commander heard gunfire from both sides, as if falling into an ice cellar.
The knowledgeable sergeant was not good at fighting, and he immediately ordered his men to throw mines.
At present, apart from using grenades to forcefully open a bloody path, the result will definitely be the complete annihilation of the entire army.
If Park Buhuan hadn't accepted the task of capturing people alive, those Japanese would have been blown to pieces with a wave of grenades.
(End of chapter)
