The Japanese team transporting food marched carefully in the darkness. They did not even use lights for illumination. They were just in case they were discovered by the Eighth Route Army and attacked by surprise, and they returned to the West with their lives.
But no matter how careful they were, their precautions were in vain.
In the dark night in the rain, it was almost impossible to see my fingers, and the distance ten steps away was completely shrouded in deep darkness.
With the blessing of Qi Lianjue, Xu San could see the scenery more than 100 meters away quite clearly. In his sight, this transport team of thirteen people was pushing a wheelbarrow through the mud with difficulty. .
Xu San pulled off a magazine from his tactical vest, which contained tracer bullets. After putting it in the crooked magazine, he said in a deep voice, "Brothers, pay attention! Wait until I fire. Hit me hard right now!"
"yes!"
Taking a deep breath, Xu San pressed down the nose of the box gun with his thumb, raised his hand, aimed at the deep darkness in the col, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang~~~" A crisp gunshot broke the night sky.
The leader of the transport team fell to the ground amid the gunfire, and then Xu San pulled the crooked handle of the light machine gun in his hand.
The flames of the gun soared like the breath of a flaming dragon.
"Da da~" The tracer bullet was shot from the muzzle of the gun, drawing a bright trajectory and hitting the Japanese at the end of the transport team.
In less than a second, all the Japs at the head and tail were killed, putting the team in a dilemma.
"Da da~~ da da~" Xu Sanzhong's crooked machine gun roared mercilessly, firing tracer bullets with orange tracks.
These orange barrages provided shooting directions for the puppet troops ambushing on the hilltop in the boundless night. Otherwise, with their eyesight, they would not be able to see anything in the col.
"Bang~"
"Bang~"
"Da da~"
"Da da~ da da~"
Under Xu San's instruction, the puppet troops did not skimp on ammunition at all. Under the guidance of tracer bullets, they output wildly for half a minute before stopping.
Sun Changhai, who was temporarily serving as Xu San's second-in-command shooter, saw Xu San giving the order to stop the attack and said, "Third Master, is this the end?"
"Yes!" Xu San responded lightly and gave up the shooting position. "Hurry up and gather your weapons and follow me to the next battlefield!"
"Ah?" Sun Changhai asked in slight confusion, "Third Master, aren't you going to clean the battlefield?"
"Don't talk nonsense. We don't have time now. If Colonel Koyama's plan is delayed by cleaning the battlefield, I will definitely throw you out to take the blame!" Xu San said and kicked him, signaling him not to dawdle.
A certain amount of ammunition was consumed and the load was reduced a lot. The puppet troops of the fifth battalion also moved quickly. Although the battle was inexplicable, and some people with bad eyesight did not even see the figure, but they knew that, What Xu San said is correct.
Not long after Xu San left with the fifth battalion, another team of twenty people appeared in the mountain col and began to clean the battlefield.
The leader was short and dark-skinned, only about 1.65 meters tall. He was Zhou Jiancai, the deputy commander of the reconnaissance company of the new regiment. After he skillfully took off the clothes of a Japanese soldier, he said, "Seize the time to clean the battlefield. Remember every day." A Japs last hit!"
"Yes!" the soldiers replied quietly in the darkness.
It didn't take long, and more than a dozen Japanese were picked clean and piled up on top of each other.
A soldier ran up to Zhou Jiancai and said, "Report to the company commander, a total of thirteen enemies have been annihilated!"
"Well! Team 7 immediately put on the Japs' clothes and followed me. The other soldiers immediately collected their ammunition and sent it back to the headquarters! Oh, by the way, also, leave me the Japs uniform, which is the most powerful." (End of this chapter)
