"Grandma, you kid is so lucky."
Lao Snoring's airway immediately ordered the mine to be detonated.
The mine was exposed and was detonated while the puppet troops were staring at each other. At least half of the Japanese and puppet troops were within the minefield.
The detonator was pressed, and all the mines exploded almost instantly.
Boom! Boom!
The flames of the explosion shot into the sky, like a blazing volcano erupting.
Little devils, the puppet soldiers were blown up into the air one by one, and screams of agony could be heard one after another.
The Japanese and puppet troops were blown to pieces in the explosion, but the effect of the explosion was limited to a radius of ten meters from each mine.
Although the explosion of landmines is fierce, its lethality is seriously insufficient.
The main reason for this is that these are not actual mines but bundles of explosives. And because the mine was laid in a hurry, there was no time to find enough stones to use as shrapnel, so the lethality of this explosion mainly came from the impact after the explosion.
Therefore, its lethality was not as huge as it seemed. Many Japanese and puppet troops were thrown away by the impact of the explosion, and then stood up again.
They shook their heads, and some of the Japs began to vomit.
Obviously, although they were not killed on the spot, they were still severely shaken by the explosion just now.
But at this moment, before these little devils could recover, the sound of machine gun fire followed one after another.
The little Japanese and puppet soldiers did not react at all, and were shot one after another on the spot.
The Japanese officers behind saw that the enemy had already ambushed them, and quickly retreated with their broken troops.
The names of the supervisory corps are well known to them. If they want to survive the ambush of the Supervisory Corps, the best way is to retreat immediately after being attacked, even if they know that the opponent's number does not seem to be many.
Judging solely by the opponent's firepower, the Little Japanese officers believed that their enemy had at least one company.
If they encounter other Chinese troops, a small group of their imperial troops will dare to go up to the hard steel.
But it's a pity that this is the supervision team. Let alone a squad, even a squadron dare not go up and die.
What's more, the wave of explosions and machine gun fire just now caused heavy casualties to the puppet troops. Sixty percent of the puppet troops in a battalion were killed, and more than one-third of their imperial soldiers were lost.
Therefore, facing such an unfavorable battle situation, Captain Xiaoguizi immediately ordered the troops to retreat, and they fled in a very embarrassed manner.
Naturally, the Japs commander on Mumu Mountain also saw this scene, and secretly said in his heart: "Thank you for sending only a small number of troops down the mountain, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
The escaping Japanese were not pursued, and they ran back to Mushan in a hurry.
Several Japanese officers gathered together again to discuss. They now had two options, either to defend Mushan and watch the enemy slip by under their noses, or to lead a large force down the mountain to fight the enemy head-on.
According to common sense, a head-on battle with the Chinese army is what the little devils dream of. But their opponent at this time is the supervision team.
This enemy with a fast and powerful fighting style gave them a huge headache.
And if it was a rumor that the Supervisory Corps was fierce in combat in the eyes of the Japanese and puppet troops before, then at this time they would no longer doubt that the rumor was true.
There is nothing they can do against such an enemy. Unless reinforcements arrive, they feel that they will die if they get down the mountain.
But what if they don't go down the mountain and the enemy escapes?
Grandma, why don’t you tell me? The other party is a transportation team with a large number of trucks. Why have they all turned into carriages?
The little Japanese commander couldn't make up his mind, so he could only send electricity to Doihara and ask for instructions on what to do.
Therefore, these little devils are also very smart. Don't panic when encountering difficulties. Ask the leader for instructions first. They will do what the leader tells them to do. In this way, even if something goes wrong, the superiors will not blame them.
So after a while, Doihara received a report from Mushan.
The old Japanese soldier Doihara looked for Mushan on the map with a pen while reading the telegram.
He drew a circle on Mumu Mountain with a pencil, and then said quite proudly: "It seems that the supervision team has been forced into a desperate situation by me, and they actually came up with such a way to escape. Order the troops on Mumu Mountain to stop me. Transport troops for two hours, and after two hours, reinforcements will arrive, and by that time, both the transport troops and the Dragon Boat Festival will be in my possession. Hum!"
"Hi!"
Doihara sneered, and the guard responded and went to deliver the order. But at this time, Doihara thought for a while and asked: "Let's ask, what progress has been made in Wanjialing?"
"Hi!"
Another little Japanese guard took the order and left, while Doi Principle continued to sit down and wait for the news.
At the same time, Momotaro was leading the Japanese and puppet troops into a fierce battle at the mountain village.
At this time, the mountaintop village in Wanjialing had been turned into a maze by the White Snake. According to the legendary Bagua formation, the White Snake connected several villages, and the little Japanese and puppet troops could only fight separately when they entered it.
But they went astray more and more, and were eventually dispersed into a small team of a few or even a dozen people.
At this time, someone climbed out from behind the fence, from the house, and from some secret passages and shot at the Japanese and puppet soldiers, causing a large number of casualties to the Japanese and puppet soldiers.
Momotaro's troops were blocked. He originally thought that with so many puppet troops, he would definitely find the real road by exploring the front and capture Dazhai on the north side of Wanjiazhai in one fell swoop.
But he was wrong. The roads in the village were complicated, and many Japs and puppet soldiers reported that the road they could pass one second was blocked the next, and they could only wander around in the village, and then were trapped. Black guns kept flying in, killing their companions.
Momotaro felt a headache for the first time. Although he spoke Chinese very well, he knew very little about Chinese culture, let alone the Five Elements Bagua and Qimen Dunjia.
"Baga Yalu, set fire to them. Burn them to death."
The angry Momotaro ordered the puppet troops to start setting fire to all the fences. But at the same time, their attack also stopped. Otherwise, if they enter Dazhai again at this time, they may all become smoked roast suckling pigs.
"Hahaha!"
Momotaro laughed, because he felt that he seemed to have found the most effective method.
However, at this moment, the communications soldier hurried over and reported to Momotaro: "Your Excellency, Doihara-dono called to inquire about the situation of the war here."
Momotaro read the message and said, "Report to Lord Doihara and tell him that we have already captured the Dazhai at Wanjialing, and victory is only a matter of time."
"Hi!"
The Japanese communications corps took the order and immediately returned to Dofeiyuan.
Doihara nodded with satisfaction, because this battle was stable! ...
