As the spy battalion broke through the south gate of Heyuan County and eliminated a large group of reinforcements from the Little Japanese, the Little Japanese's city defense was heading towards complete collapse.
In particular, Wei Dayong led his special operations company straight to the Jaap's wing headquarters and began to fight with the security forces guarding the wing headquarters.
They brought two heavy machine guns, more than a dozen grenades, and nearly twenty light machine guns, as well as almost two box guns per man, and defeated the little Japanese in one wave.
The security troops of the Little Japanese Regiment Headquarters never thought that the enemy would bully them with such intensity of firepower. They had no sense of martial ethics at all!
Many people have questions on their foreheads: Didn’t they talk about shooting from all directions?
How come this firepower is three points stronger than my Da Fuso Locust Army?
…
The sound of gunfire in the center of the city directly shook the hearts of the little Japanese soldiers in the north, west and east - they were not elite veterans to begin with!
When the two armies were fighting, the first priority was morale. Now their military morale was shaken, and their combat effectiveness plummeted instantly. Many young devils with ronin origins began to cleverly drop their guns and sneak away quietly.
The so-called ronin, to put it bluntly, is a rogue.
Now that the situation is unfavorable, of course they have to grease their feet and run first as a sign of respect.
Let them risk their lives for that little military pay, even if the locusts come, it won't work!
As soon as some of the Japs began to flee, the balance of victory naturally quickly tilted towards the direction of the independent regiment.
Soon, the second and third battalions also captured the city gate and began to attack the city.
After Li Yunlong received the reports from Shen Quan and Wang Huaibao, he immediately raised his eyebrows at Zhao Gang proudly:
"How about it, Lao Zhao, let me just say that these bastards won't let me down!
This battle lasted less than 3 hours. "
"Well, I didn't expect that although this group of little devils has a large number of people, they are so unable to fight.
Lao Li, I will take people to mobilize the nearby villagers to carry the loot, and try to move the loot as soon as possible and retreat as soon as possible. "
Zhao Gang suggested.
"Okay! There are a lot of little devils. I estimate that it will take another 2 hours before we can clear out these idiots.
After you mobilize the villagers, there is no need to go into the city to avoid chaos due to crowds.
First we took them outside the north gate and waited, and I asked the soldiers to move the loot out. ·
Just like last time, we temporarily moved to Shuishen Mountain for storage.
Avoid being bombed by Imp planes. "
Although the independent regiment led a lot of anti-aircraft guns this time, Li Yunlong still did not get carried away.
With his iron-rooster temperament, even if a load of grain was blown up, he would still feel distressed for a long time!
"good!"
Zhao Gang agreed and immediately turned around and left with the soldiers from the two guard squads.
And Li Yunlong also ordered him to keep the Second Company of the Secret Service Battalion as a reserve force:
"Xia Dayi, take your people and enter the city from the west gate immediately to help the third battalion advance!
Clear out all the little devils, Japanese devils, and ruffians who take advantage of the situation along the way! "
Xia Dayi originally thought that his company would not be able to win this war, but he did not expect that Li Yunlong would actually give them a chance. He was so pleasantly surprised that he quickly agreed loudly:
"Yes, leader!"
Then he immediately led the 350 soldiers of the Second Company and rushed towards the west gate.
Seeing them setting off, Li Yunlong also summoned the guards:
"Huzi, call all the guards, let's go into the city and sleep!"
…
The people in Heyuan County are somewhat accustomed to the county being attacked.
Weren't you beaten down a few months ago?
Although they heard the thunderous gunfire outside, most poor people were not too worried.
They feel that no one but Mr. Ba can dare to fight like this with a kid these days, right?
Since he is the eighth master, there is nothing to worry about.
When Ba Ye comes to town, he never harasses them.
The traitors represented by Huang Silang were in a panic.
They knew very well how much the Eighth Route Army hated the traitors.
These idiots still don't know that even if the independent group doesn't come to attack the county tonight, the little devil who they regard as their biological father will not give them any good fruits.
Tomorrow morning, they will use their property and women to boost the morale of the army!
…
In a high-end mansion in the city, during this period, Huang Silang, the chairman of the Maintenance Association, who had recovered most of the property lost in the first independent regiment's attack on Heyuan County with the help of the little devils, was looking panic-stricken and anxious. Walking around the house.
Soon, more than ten of his wife and children were called to the living room by the servants, who asked him tremblingly:
"Dad, is there a war outside? Will our family be fine?"
A young man in his twenties, with a skinny figure and a pale face asked.
This person is Huang Zifeng, Huang Silang's eldest son, a good-for-nothing who indulges in wine, sex and opium.
"It's the plagued Eighth Route Army who are calling again.
You all quickly put on your ragged clothes and go hide in the small courtyard where we hid last time. Don't be discovered by the Eighth Route Army. "
"What? Eight-way??
Why are they so persistent?
Isn't it good to be a good citizen to the Locust Army? "
Huang Zifeng's face was filled with indignation.
This son of a bitch has the same virtues as his father, and thinks it's good to be a dog for the little devil.
"Okay. What's the use of talking about this now?
Everyone acted quickly. If someone knocked on the door and inquired, they would tell them that their surname was Wang and that their family owned a pharmacy selling medicine on the street. "
Huang Silang was in a state of confusion and didn't want to mess with his precious son, so he quickly made arrangements.
"Yes! But dad, can we escape?"
Huang Zifeng thought that he hadn't enjoyed it enough, and he didn't want to die.
"We were able to escape last time, and nothing will happen this time.
You should leave quickly, you will be in trouble if you are late! "
Huang Silang quickly comforted him.
However, he felt uncertain as he spoke. The Eighth Route Army failed to catch him last time because the other party withdrew too quickly. Can he be so lucky this time?
In the Juxian Tower last time, those eight masters jumped out and shot Taijun Hirata with such mighty looks, but they scared him so much that he wet his pants for several days and had nightmares for several nights!
After arranging for his wife and children, he quickly changed into a short coat, drove away the elders and servants at home, and hurried out, preparing to find a place to hide.
However, as soon as he went out, he ran into a group of gray military uniforms, which scared him and hid quickly.
"Who is it? Come out!"
A soldier saw his fat figure and immediately shouted.
Huang Silang complained in his heart, but he could only stand up honestly and said tremblingly:
"Ba...Hello, Master Ba!"
"who are you?
If you don't sleep at home at night, what are you doing out here?
Are you a traitor trying to escape? "
The soldier stepped out from the crowd, pointed his gun at him and shouted at him.
Seeing how fierce the other party was, Huang Silang became even more frightened. He felt that he couldn't control the urge to urinate, so he quickly replied:
"Master Ba, I...my name is Huang Silang, and my family owns a medicine shop. I was afraid that my shop would be robbed by the rebels, so I came out to check. I am a very good citizen!"
After hearing his words, a young man in gray uniform immediately walked out of the team and looked at him with interest:
"Are you Huang Shiro?"
Huang Silang raised his eyes and saw that this man was very young, but he was wearing a gray military uniform with four pockets.
He was tall, handsome and had two exquisite pistols in his waist. He was an Eighth Route cadre at first glance.
But what made him strange was that for some reason, he vaguely felt that the person in front of him seemed to be someone he had seen somewhere before, and he looked very familiar.
He was worried and quickly answered carefully:
"This... this chief, I am Huang Silang. You... do you know me?"
"Hey, I don't know him.
But since you, Huang Silang, met me, Zhang Mazi, then today next year will be your memorial day! "
Yes, of course this young man is Yang Yuanshan. At this moment, he is leading people to the city. Unexpectedly, he happens to meet the traitor Huang Silang.
Last time when he and Li Yunlong went into the city to make a big fuss in the Juxian Tower and killed Ichiro Hirata, they had already inquired that the biggest traitor in the city was Huang Silang, who had done all kinds of evil.
It's just that he didn't have time to kill this idiot at that time. Now that he happened to meet him, what else could he say?
He walked out immediately, preparing to send this beast who had brought shame to his ancestors to see the Lord of Hell as Zhang Mazi.
He didn't believe that ordinary people who really opened medicine shops would come out to inspect their shops during this time of war and chaos.
Don't want to die?
Upon hearing that the Eighth Route cadre called himself "Zhang Mazi" and heard the last half of his sentence, Huang Silang could no longer restrain his urge to urinate. He knelt down with a thud, wet the ground, and begged while trembling. :
"Ba...Ba Ye, please spare my life!
I am a good citizen, don’t you have discipline and cannot harass the people? "
Good guy, seeing that this guy was about to die, he actually knew how to threaten himself with discipline, Yang Yuanshan immediately sneered and said:
"discipline?
Our Eighth Route Army's discipline is for ordinary people, not for traitors like you!
You say you are a good citizen, but have you ever seen any good citizen who is as fat as you?
Opening a pharmacy is so profitable, right? "
After cursing these words, Yang Yuanshan was too lazy to argue with him. He pulled out the pistol from his waist, raised his hand and shot, beating the traitor's head into a rotten watermelon, ending the sinful life of this bastard who had forgotten his ancestors. .
If there is enough time, it would be best to drag this guy to a public trial, but the war is tense now, and without this time, I can only give him a shot, which is a cheap shot.
…
After killing Huang Silang, Yang Yuanshan immediately ordered:
“Keep moving forward, and all traitors who dare to show up along the way will be shot!
Really ordinary people, they are staying at home honestly right now. "
"Yes! But battalion commander, how can we tell if he is a traitor?"
A soldier has questions.
"Hey, if you see someone as fat as this, he must be a traitor! Kill him first!"
Yang Yuanshan pointed at Huang Silang's corpse, which weighed more than 200 kilograms, and smiled.
In this era of lack of food and clothing, it is difficult for him to be so fat. It is not easy!
You know, these days, there are no energy bombs like Coke and fried chicken!
When the soldiers heard this, they immediately nodded, feeling that it made sense.
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