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

Facing the cold bayonet on his neck, the sentinel of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade turned pale with fright, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Okay, then answer what I ask!" The investigation platoon leader said coldly.

"Yes, yes... I will tell you everything I know."

It was so pitch black that he couldn't see clearly, and the sentinel didn't know where this group of people came from. In order to survive, he couldn't care about anything now, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"How many people are there in Xinzhuang now? Where do you live?" The scout platoon leader asked the captured sentry with his bayonet lowered.

The captured sentinel was afraid that his neck would be wiped off if he answered too late, so he hurriedly replied: "There are more than 500 people in our Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, all of whom live in the village head."

"Are there any patrols in the village? Where are the firing points?"

"Without a patrol, what is a firepower point?" The captured sentry asked cautiously.

"Where are your machine guns?"

"There are two in the bunker on the front, two in the ring fortification in the north, and the rest are in the machine gun company in the village..."

In order to survive, the captured sentinel answered every question, telling everything he knew.

While the reconnaissance platoon leader was interrogating the captives to understand the situation in Xinzhuang, the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas quickly passed through the ditch, and all the more than 400 brothers came over.

"One company stays outside to deal with the enemies on the outer perimeter, don't do anything yet, use the gunfire in the village as an excuse!"

"Follow me into the village two times, three times, and four times!"

Yang Ling quickly issued a battle order. Taking advantage of the cover of the night, the brothers bowed and rushed towards the dark Xinzhuang.

The guard sentries in the fortification bunkers outside Xinzhuang were still soundly asleep, but they didn't know that Yang Ling and the others had quietly entered the village through the ditch.

The alert state of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade was completely tight on the outside and loose on the inside. A few hundred meters from the two exits of Xinzhuang, bunkers were built, barbed wire was pulled, machine guns were deployed, and there was about a company of guard troops.

But in the village it was pitch black, not to mention the sentinel patrols, not even a watchdog.

Perhaps these members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade thought that there was nothing wrong with the outer security. After all, once someone attacked and approached, the outer sentries would fire warning shots, so they went to bed with confidence.

But they didn't expect Yang Ling and the others to take an unusual path, not coming in from the front at all, but groping through the icy ditch.

The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas had developed a good sense of discipline, and they entered the village by sticking to the wall. There were several combat teams left on the periphery of each courtyard without any orders.

The members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade were really careless. The outside was heavily guarded, but the inside of the village was like a mess, and many doors were not closed when they slept.

The guerrilla brothers pushed open the gate of the yard and went in. The guard was so lax that the guerrilla officers and soldiers once suspected that there was an ambush.

They all quietly lurked under the windows of other people's houses, listening to the loud snoring and beating inside, they all secretly loaded the bullets.

The only place with guards was the compound where the captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Team lived. Two dazed sentries were leaning against the wall and holding their guns, almost falling asleep. Bright and dark.

The brothers of the guerrillas have unimpeded control of various intersections and are ready to attack.

"What...who?"

Hearing the sound of dense footsteps, the sentinel at the gate of Han Feihu's compound woke up, and hurriedly raised his gun to ask questions.

"beat!"

There was a loud shout in the darkness, and the deputy battalion commander blacksmith who led the battle raised his hand twice to shoot the shell gun.

These two shots were fired accurately and very well, only to hear two screams of ah, the two sleepy-eyed guards fell down clutching their bleeding chests.

"Puff! Puff!"

A group of guerrilla officers and soldiers with a murderous look rushed up from the darkness, stabbed the bayonet fiercely, rushed up the steps, and kicked open the gate.

"Kang Dang!" The door was violently kicked open, and the brothers of the guerrillas rushed in.

The sound of gunfire from the blacksmith alarmed the sleeping soldiers of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade. After all, they are people who lick their lives with knife-edges, and they got up immediately, ready to grab the guns.

But their reaction was still a step slow, and the door of their room was kicked open, and the vicious guerrilla officers and soldiers rushed in with guns in their hands.

"Don't move! You are captured!"

Faced with this sudden change, before many members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade could react, the armed guerrilla brothers disarmed and drove into the yard.

But there were also some fierce members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade who reacted quickly. As soon as the guerrilla brothers rushed into the house with guns, they grabbed their guns and opened fire.

"beat!"

The guerrilla officers and soldiers were ordered to surrender those who surrendered and put them in custody, and those who resisted should be wiped out on the spot, so they did not hold back their hands and raised their guns one after another to fight.

One side was unprepared, while the other came prepared. As soon as the two sides exchanged fire, those who resisted were beaten into a sieve, and no waves were caused at all.

Intensive gunshots rang out in the village, and the security forces guarding the periphery were stunned. Why did our own people start fighting?

But before they could react, a ferocious rain of bullets poured towards them.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Da da da……"

The machine guns and rifles roared, and the scarlet bullets pierced the night sky like meteors, breaking the silence.

"Ah, enemy attack!"

"Puff puff……"

The unexpected fire engulfed the front, and the anti-Japanese and national salvation brigade on guard outside were also killed and injured.

"Boom! Rumble!"

The guerrilla brethren began to charge after throwing a series of grenades.

This is already their standard tactic. The grenade can not only injure the enemy, but the smoke of the explosion can also cover the attack.

Their grenades are not the kind of low-quality domestic grenades that can be broken in half when they explode. They are all melon grenades captured by devils.

Not only did the explosion have a large range, but it also caused great damage. Explosive fragments the size of fingernails densely enveloped the surrounding area, and those enemies who were still standing fell down immediately.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed forward had only to take their heads, and they did not even encounter slight resistance.

"Put down your weapons! Hand in your guns and don't kill!"

The guerrilla officers and soldiers are not people who kill without batting an eyelid. Now that they have destroyed the enemy's resistance, they all started drinking loudly.

Seeing that the general situation was over, those members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade hiding in the bunker also shouted and surrendered, and the battle on the periphery ended in a relaxed and happy manner.

The battle in the village was similar. Facing the surprise attack by the guerrilla officers and soldiers, the members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, who were sound asleep, just got up from their beds, and the muzzle of the gun had already reached their foreheads. Is this still fighting?