The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"You lead the way!" Kuroda Ichiro finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the arrival of the puppet soldiers, and directly ordered them to take the lead.

Zhang Laizi was complaining endlessly in his heart, your imperial army has been beaten into such a mess, let us take the lead, isn't this letting us die?

But he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to send a company of puppet troops to serve as vanguards in front, and the team continued to advance along the completely destroyed road.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

Just a few hundred meters away, the Min [-] heavy machine guns hidden in the woods roared, and the puppet troops of the first squad were immediately dismissed.

"Oh my god, they have heavy weapons!"

Seeing their companions being beaten to pieces, the puppet soldiers turned around and ran in a panic, scrambling and crawling to make muddy water, as embarrassing as they could be.

"Bombardment! Bombardment!"

The heavy machine gun really frightened Ichiro Kuroda. Is this still those vulnerable guerrillas?There are not only a large number of light machine guns, but even heavy machine guns!

He now seriously suspects that the ghost captain Kasai Sadao lied about the military situation. There must be a main force of the Chinese army hidden here, otherwise how could there be such a powerful firepower.

The [-]-type infantry gun was quickly pushed up, and there was another rumbling and random bombardment. The entire area was bombed with gunpowder smoke, but there was no human hair except for the blown into pieces.

When the devils were stuck on the road by the guerrilla officers and soldiers of the first battalion, the troops of the second battalion and four companies led by Wu Changqing took the opportunity to jump behind the devil soldiers and headed straight for Qinghe Town.

"Squad, squad leader, there is a situation!"

A puppet soldier standing guard on the turret of the stronghold watched a team approaching in the rain and fog from a distance, and hurriedly shouted at the puppet squad leader who was hiding from the rain and playing cards.

"What's the situation?" The squad leader of the puppet army impatiently threw away the cards in his hand, and stood up cursing.

"It seems that someone is coming, not a few." The sentinel replied truthfully.

The squad leader of the puppet army went to the lookout port full of suspicion and took a look, no, there was indeed someone walking over, carrying a stretcher.

"It's the wounded from the imperial army who have been sent back. Quick, go down and help."

The squad leader of the puppet army quickly saw clearly that the other party was wearing a steel helmet, and hurriedly called the puppet army in the gun tower to go down the stairs to help, wanting to take the opportunity to show off.

Text Chapter 8

A squad of puppet soldiers walked out of the gun tower in the rain, and greeted a group of Japanese soldiers in yellow dog fur uniforms retreating along the main road with smiles on their faces.

"Taijun, why didn't you come back by car..."

The squad leader of the puppet army ran up to him wiping the rain from his face, looked at the drenched devil soldiers, and looked at them suspiciously.

"Baga!" Wang Dongming, who was dressed as a ghost second lieutenant, turned cold, stepped forward and raised his hand to slap the squad leader of the puppet army.

The crisp applause slapped on the puppet squad leader's face, and there was a sudden burning pain. The puppet squad leader covered his painful face, feeling so wronged in his heart, didn't he just ask one more question, as for beating himself?

However, it was expected that the character of Guizibing had always been moody, and the squad leader of the puppet army could only eat Coptis chinensis dumbly, and was slapped in vain.

"Work to open the way!" Wang Dongming ordered fiercely, staring at the bewildered puppet squad leader.

The squad leader of the puppet army only reacted now, and hastily stepped aside to get out of the way, and said flatteringly: "Please, my lord, please..."

Wang Dongming winked at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were disguised as devil soldiers behind them, and several guerrillas quickly walked into the gun tower.

The puppet army with machine guns on the firing holes of the gun tower was relieved to see that it was indeed the retreating devils. He heard footsteps coming from the stairwell, and turned his head to look. came over.

The clothes of these devil soldiers were captured when the guerrillas fought against the devil soldiers last time, and now they are just in use.

"Taijun, what are you?"

The machine gunner of the puppet army was also puzzled for a while when he saw the ferocity on the faces of the devil soldiers who were walking towards him.

"Don't move! If you move again, you will shoot!"

Suddenly, a guerrilla dressed as a ghost soldier slipped out a pistol from his sleeve and pressed it against the chest of the puppet machine gunner, shouting coldly,

Several other guerrillas took the opportunity to draw out their guns to restrain the other two puppet soldiers, and disarmed their guns.

"Hold your head in your hands! Go and squat in the corner!" The guerrillas ordered, poking forward with their shell guns.

The machine gunners of the puppet army haven't reacted yet, why are these imperial soldiers speaking Chinese?

But in the face of the pistol pressed against their chests, they still obediently walked towards the corner, and a puppet soldier wanted to warn the puppet squad leader downstairs outside.

But as soon as he glanced at it, his face was ashamed, because he saw his squad leader and brothers in the squad were being disarmed by people in devil clothes. Those devils disguised as wounded were alive and kicking at the moment, and there were still half of the wounded. look like.

At the same time, the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the gray uniforms of the brigade were running quickly along the road. At this moment, they finally realized, what kind of imperial army is this?

"Report, the gun tower has been completely controlled!" Wang Dongming, who was in charge of leading the team to seize the gun tower, rushed to Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion who led the guerrillas.

"Instructor Wang, you really have it. You took down the gun tower without firing a single shot." Wu Changqing now also admires Wang Dongming.

Wang Dongming is now the chief instructor of the recruit training camp. Although the recruits and veterans have now formed two combat battalions, the title of chief instructor Wang Dongming is still there.

This time, he was ordered to assist the second battalion to jump to the outside to attack the gun towers of the devil's stronghold. His advantage of being able to speak Japanese was brought into play, and he was able to easily approach these puppet soldiers.

If they really wanted to attack such a gun tower with machine guns by force, although they could eventually capture it, the casualties would probably be small.

The puppet soldiers cut down the original forests near the gun tower, and the surrounding hundreds of meters are bare with good shooting range, which is why the gun tower is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Besides, once the shots are fired here, the puppet soldiers and devils in the strongholds behind will definitely step up their vigilance, and it will not be easy to take these strongholds quietly.

"Instructor Wang, there are still some checkpoints and strongholds below, I'm afraid I have to work hard for you."

Wu Changqing was also in a good mood at the moment, and took down a gun tower without bloodshed. This victory made him full of confidence in completing this combat mission.

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed!"

After Wang Dongming saluted, he led the team of guerrilla officers and soldiers disguised as devil soldiers into the rain and headed for the next stronghold.

"Leave one squad standing guard, and the rest will move on!"

Wu Changqing did not hesitate at all. After giving the order, he led the guerrilla officers and soldiers of the second battalion to continue rushing towards Qinghe Town.

The pervasive rain and fog greatly restricted the vision. Most of the puppet troops distributed in the gun towers and strongholds along the way huddled in the house to hide from the rain.

There were only five little devils in one of the checkpoints. When Wang Dongming and the others approached with their bodies soaked, they still aroused the vigilance of the devils at the checkpoint.

"Kill them!" Seeing the devil retreating vigilantly, Wang Dongming also reacted quickly, drawing out his gun and rushing forward in three steps and two steps.

Before the devil soldier could take off his rifle from his shoulder, he was shot in the chest by Wang Dongming who rushed up quickly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Under the effect of close range, the burst of bullets from the shell gun made the devil sentry who was guarding outside tremble, and blood blossomed continuously.