Wang Xiaosan looked very nervous, but more determined.
I prayed to the Buddha and God in my heart, and asked the Supreme Lord to be as urgent as the law. I must not make any noise, and bless myself and the soldiers to quietly kill the Japanese and puppet troops on the city wall!
He was wearing the Japs uniform in his backpack.
A bastard box hangs in front of him, but behind him he carries a nondescript 38 lid.
Hanging from his waist was a bayonet and a roll of hemp rope.
He raised his hands to the soldiers dressed as puppet troops behind him and took the lead in walking along the corridor of the city wall to the city gate building.
A standard class of eleven students went up to the city wall without hesitation.
His mission this time was to kill the Japanese and puppet troops on the south wall.
The battalion commander said that you must be bold and careful when facing the enemy
The puppet soldiers are all weaklings, and they can't even vent their anger when they see the yellow dog skin of the Japanese.
The lights on the city tower were shining toward the outside of the city. The puppet soldier who was looking inside the city was shocked when he saw the head of an imperial army suddenly popping up in the corridor of the city wall next to him.
He stood at attention and saluted like a conditioned reflex: "Hello, Taijun!"
Taijun checked at night, and he had already forgotten all about the people brought by Mr. Wu before and after entering the city gate.
The puppet soldiers who had gathered together to take a nap and brag heard the flattering voice of the man next to them.
They got up from the ground one after another. Their first action was not to raise their guns as a warning, but to organize their equipment and stand at attention.
Follow the queue.
Wang Xiaosan pressed open the button of Nanfang's pistol holster with one hand, and pulled the rifle belt habitually with the other hand.
When they saw themselves appearing, the puppet soldiers stood quite neatly, as if they were welcoming them for review.
The puppet soldiers leaning on the inner battlements were the first to realize that something was wrong. The man in front of him didn't walk in the arrogant way of the imperial army?
Taijun, who carries a pistol on his waist, will never carry a rifle!
Moreover, the imperial troops patrolled with rifles on their backs. The muzzles of their guns rarely lacked bayonets!
It is said that because the imperial soldiers were short, they had to carry bayonets to increase their height to enhance their majesty.
Moreover, the one in front of him is lucky. The first buckle under the neck of the Taijun behind him is loose. Where did this Taijun come from?
In fact, this puppet soldier was quite discerning. He first discovered that there was something wrong with Mr. Wu, and then discovered that the number of several imperial soldiers who appeared now was very different from the number of people who disappeared before.
Taking a sharp breath, the faint smell of blood in the air was all too familiar.
If he didn't know something was wrong by now, all the experience he had accumulated over the years of kidnapping, extortion, and raids would have been mixed up with the dog.
Most of the people who appeared were from the Eighth Route Army.
There are eleven puppet troops in each squad on the city tower, and now the strength of both sides is exactly the same.
As long as a puppet soldier opens his mouth and shouts, the nearby brothers patrolling on the tower will come over for reinforcements, and only a shot is fired.
The brothers in the city will quickly come over for reinforcements. None of these eight people who sneaked into the tower can survive!
The pseudo-squad leader did not speak, because he stood in the first position, almost face to face with Taijun who had already arrived.
If you pick up your rifle and the other person presses his right hand on the holster, he will definitely draw the gun much faster than you.
Using the floodlight of the searchlight shining outside, I could clearly see the faces of the puppet soldiers who were following behind the Taijun who was leading the way. They were dressed like the detective team and had their rifles holstered in their hands.
There are so many people, but I don’t know any brother!
The pseudo-squad leader’s hair stood on end, his whole body was stiff, and he had no intention of resisting at all!
He was even very worried that his brothers would act erratically.
As long as there is any abnormality, more than ten brothers, including himself, will all die.
"Baye, spare your life!" The pseudo-squad leader finally plucked up the courage to whisper in a low voice without daring to speak too loudly.
If the person in front of me is really Taijun, he probably can’t understand his own dialect.
Wang Xiaosan stopped, but the soldiers behind him were still walking forward, walking in a hurry. Almost when they were face to face with the puppet soldiers, all the people facing outside the city took out their shell guns.
The puppet soldiers who were begging for mercy knelt down and begged for mercy when their foreheads were pressed with rifles.
"Don't move"
"Baye, please spare my life." "I have an eighty-year-old mother."
"Don't make any noise, Master Ba is doing something. Anyone who dares to yell will be beaten to death!"
"Don't talk too much and try to shout!"
Low-pitched shouts immediately turned the place into a buzz.
The windows were open and the door was ajar. In the city gate building, a strange voice immediately shouted: "Baga, everyone, be quiet!"
The sound of Taiqun sleeping in the house worked, causing the originally buzzing city gate building to become completely silent.
Maybe it was because there was a lot of movement, or maybe there was a smell of blood drifting from the city gate to the county town.
An excited local dog raised its ears and hesitated for a long time, then finally raised its head to the sky: "Woof woof woof"
The dog barked very loudly.
It quickly aroused the support of the nearby dogs, and then, the dogs all over the city seemed to have heard some news and kept barking.
Both humans and dogs are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.
Rumor has it that dogs can smell death!
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If we only look at the training process and the results, we can see the severity of the requirements of the Imperial Army's instructors when training the Imperial Army.
The puppet troops on the tower are definitely more powerful than the Eighth Route Army in front of them!
Even if a shell gun is pressed against the head, if you resist desperately, you will probably be able to get some support!
It is not difficult at all to hold each other and rush down the city wall before dying, and everyone will be smashed into a pulp!
However, humans are social animals, and bravery is often related to the environment.
When a puppet soldier who was afraid of death was the first to raise his hand, other puppet soldiers who saw him quickly followed suit.
The puppet soldiers in front of me were all raising their hands obediently.
Regarding disarming, the Ninth Battalion had trained separately.
Half of the soldiers were standing guard with guns on guard, while the other half stepped forward to disarm.
The follow-up action after handing over the gun is very simple, just kneel down with your head against the wall.
Wang Xiaosan, whose heart was about to jump out of his throat, ordered with a trembling voice: "Take out the searchlights on the roof, kill the Japanese in the gatehouse, and immediately send a signal to the outside of the city."
Two soldiers entered the gatehouse, and two soldiers went to the top of the gatehouse.
Following a soldier, he took off his military uniform and covered the searchlight, going back and forth three times.
No way, turning off the searchlight is a technical job.
Soldiers who usually deal with pots and pans on the stove really don't know how to use them.
The soldier whose hands were blistered by the hot searchlight swore in his heart that he would study more in the future.
Many people in the Ninth Battalion can drive motorcycles and ride bicycles, especially Li Xianglian. Every time he takes a break from studying, he is tinkering with a disc made of bent wooden sticks, which he calls a steering wheel.
I keep yelling about clutch, accelerator and brake, half turn on the left and closed turn on the right.
There was a brief scream from the gatehouse, and then there was no movement.
The brother in charge of the searchlight was escorted down the gate tower and huddled together with a dozen puppet soldiers kneeling on the city wall, staring blankly.
They were trembling and thinking, but no one dared to speak.
Wang Xiaosan raised the Nanfang pistol he was holding tightly in his hand, then turned to look at the puppet army patrol coming from the east: "Hey, how do you deal with them? I don't need to teach you, right?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Ba, I promise there won't be any mistakes." The pseudo-squad leader coughed twice without taking a deep breath.
Although he may be killed by Taijun if he surrenders before the battle, it is better than being killed now.
It is better to die than to live. One more day is worth living, not to mention, there is Zhang Huixin’s Anti-Japanese War Certificate at the bottom of the box at home.
I regret not taking it with me
In common understanding, a county occupied by the Japanese will be absolutely controlled by the traitors and puppet troops controlled by the Japanese.
In fact, the three religions and nine sects that have been rooted in the county for thousands of years can't be eliminated by a little devil in just a few years?
The master of Qinghe Ge Family Tai Chi studied under Mr. Li Da. The younger generation is full of capable people.
