Anti-Japanese starts with a bright sword

Therefore, Song Lingyun decided to mobilize the masses to secretly dig tunnels and set up ambush points wherever he went.

In this way, digging tunnels can also prepare for the fight against the little devils in the future.

On the other hand, in the future, if the brothers from other regiments fight in this area, they can help the brothers from other regiments to better wipe out the little devils.

"Don't worry, captain, I can definitely complete the task!"

The young man only heard them call him captain, so he followed suit.

All the common people, after the safe evacuation.

Song Lingyun quickly led his members into the village.

Destroy the fortifications of the little devils, and completely wipe out these little devils and puppet troops.

At that time, the little devils and puppet soldiers in Xiaoli Village also found that the entrance of the city wall was breached by a group of Eighth Route Army.

Xiaoli Village, Fortification Department.

At this time, under the order of Kawasaki Ichibiz, Heihai Dari, who came to supervise the fortifications of Xiaoli Village, was standing and monitoring the excavation of the traffic trench ahead.

This time, he led two infantry detachments to Xiaoli Village, about 100 infantry.

The Japanese army sent a total of 16 people to guard the city wall. There were three groups of patrolling Xiaoli Village, each with 20 people.

Just now I heard the news from my subordinates that a group of Eighth Route Army had broken through the wall.

Heihai Dari didn't take it seriously, and still stood and guarded the ongoing fortifications in front of him.

He firmly believed that this batch of the Eighth Route Army would definitely be wiped out. There were still dozens of soldiers inside the city walls, plus dozens of Imperial Association troops, and the mortars set up in the gun towers and bunkers were still alive. There are two light machine guns.

Once these Eighth Route Army came in, it was difficult to fly with their wings, like a bird in a cage, tightly imprisoned in this iron cage, unable to escape.

Thinking of this, Heihai Dari's expression gradually eased. Although he lost more than a dozen soldiers, the thought of being able to lure these Eighth Route Army into a trap, they can be regarded as a glorious sacrifice for the cause of the royal family.

Zhang Dagun, deputy battalion commander of the 1nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the [-]st Independent Division of the Imperial Association Army, was standing behind Heihai Dari, and said confidently, "Mr. Heihai, although this group of Eighth Route Army has entered Xiaoli Village."

"However, I believe that with your and my military strength, it will not be a problem to kill this group of Xiaobalu."

"Battalion Commander Zhang, what you said is very reasonable. As long as this group of Eighth Route Army enters our trap, it will be wiped out by us."

Not far away, fortifications.

Four Japanese soldiers walked back and forth with leather whips in their hands, yelling loudly, "Baga, hurry up, all of you."

As soon as the words fell, a leather whip hit the ground heavily, and every whip that fell on the ground brought up a cloud of dust.

These Japanese soldiers were sent to supervise the group of people. At this time, one of the Japanese soldiers shouted, "If anyone is lazy, then this whip will hit their back."

Although it was in Japanese, but with the Japanese army slamming on the ground and whipping the whip, the trapped man was half-height in the trench, and kept telling the people who were digging trenches everywhere that they already knew what they meant.

Suddenly a young man fell down. His back was on the trench, his head was up to the sky, and the shovel in his hand fell to the ground. When he fell, a thick cloud of dust was thrown around.

Hearing the commotion here, a Japanese soldier overseeing the fortification came over with a whip, "Eight-ga-ya-road." He kicked hard in the chest a few times.

"Ba-ga-ya-lu, get up quickly."

I saw that the people on the ground were still silent.

The Japanese soldier was suddenly furious, raised his whip and swung it downward.

"Ba chi—."

All I could see was that the whip hit the face of the person on the ground heavily, leaving a bloody mark.

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Chapter 179 Ambush

"Baga, Lu, do you want to court death, get up for me quickly."

The Japanese soldier cursed, and seeing that the people on the ground were still silent, he directly picked up the [-] caps that were slung over his shoulders.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the young people wanted to go up to help, but they were all frightened by the gun.

After all, this gun doesn't have long eyes. If the little devil hits his head, wouldn't it mean that his life will be lost? If he works for the little devil, he still has room to live.

The group of people gathered the shovels in their hands, showing embarrassment, but they dared not speak.

The Japanese army held the [-] cover, pointed their guns at the people in the trench, and shouted, "Yo-xi."

"Whoosh...", a shuttle of bullets hit.

This group of people was suddenly shocked by this scene.

This time, the Japanese army's head was blown apart in an instant, even the helmet was shot in half, red and yellow liquid was even shot out, and the head burst directly in mid-air.

Sanba Dagai was thrown to the ground, and the little devil also fell to the ground dead.

Wasn't this little devil shooting at first? How could it be that this little devil himself was shot to death.

They were still in shock, at this moment, one of them reacted quickly and shouted excitedly.

"Look, the little devil is dead, the little devil is dead."

The little devil died, and all of a sudden the trench exploded like boiling.

Even when the shovel was put down in all directions, everyone excitedly took off the sweat towel around their necks and waved it with one hand, all excited.

One of them asked, "Who is this, who beat this little devil to death?"

"It's him, this young man who just arrived."

"The little devil brought them over this morning. It seems that they came here to help us."

Several people pointed in Song Lingyun's direction, excitedly pointing at Song Lingyun, and shouted.

The entire fortification was originally occupied by four Japanese troops, each in charge of its own field.

The direction pointed by this group of people is exactly the territory that another Japanese army is in charge of.

Seeing the noisy sound from there, the Japanese soldier walked over with a whip on his shoulders, slanted his mouth, and cursed, "Baga, Lu, what are you doing there?"

"Na—Nee—."

"There is a dead body here."

Seeing the corpse, he hurriedly picked up the [-] cover on the ground to make sure he was on guard, and immediately with a gun in his arms, he ran along the edge of the trench and trotted all the way.

He shouted while running, "Your Excellency Heihai Dari, Your Excellency Heihai Dari, there is the Eighth Route Army."

"Your Excellency Heihai Dari, Your Excellency Heihai Dari, there is the Eighth Route Army."

The other two little devils along the road, hearing the shout, quickly carried the [-] big cover and walked back and forth to guard against the Eighth Route Army.

The Japanese army ran from the fortifications, panting, to the position of Heihai Dari.

"Your Excellency Black Haidari..."

Seeing it, he finally ran over from there and stood in front of Heihai Dari.

"Puchi—."

The little devil hadn't finished speaking when suddenly, his facial features were ferocious, his pupils shrank, and his body lost all strength, and he fell stiffly on Hei Haidari's body.

Looking at it, Heihai Dari discovered that the dark yellow clothes on the back of the Japanese soldier had been soaked with blood, and the blood hole was still oozing blood.

"There is an ambush, there is an ambush."

Heihai Dari kicked the Japanese soldier aside, got up from the ground in a panic, and shouted at the surrounding Japanese soldiers, "There is an ambush, there is an ambush."

"Quickly inform, other teams, come here."

"Hi!"

When the little devil was hit by the gun, Zhang Dagu suddenly fell to the ground, shaking his head like a rattle, and he didn't get up quickly until Hei Haidari got up from the ground.

He yelled at a puppet soldier, "Go quickly, pass my order to get the other people in the village to call me over."

"Let's just say that the Eight Routes are conducting a sneak attack on the fortification side, and let them rush over here without stopping."

"Yes!"

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"Hei Haijun, are you alright?" Zhang Dagun helped Hei Hai Dari forward, and helped him walk to the chair in front of the tent.

Black Haidari frowned, put the cross knife on the table, sat down, and shouted,

"Baga, it seems that the Eighth Route Army is so courageous that it dared to launch a sneak attack openly. It really doesn't take our Fifth Brigade Corps seriously."

"Come on."

Standing by the side of Heihai Dari, a Japanese soldier quickly came out with a [-] cover, "Hey! Your Excellency Heihai Dari."

"Go to the bunkers and gun towers to pass my orders, and the first group of four people will move forward to cover. Once the Eighth Route Army is found, the light machine gun team will launch an intensive attack on the Eighth Route Army.

The second batch of squads assisted the first squad to encircle and suppress the Eight Routes. Once they found that the Eight Routes were helping the first batch of teams, they would quickly eliminate them.

In addition, instruct the artillery shell team to prepare to fire mortars once the Eighth Route Army gang is found. Remember, it is better to kill a hundred by mistake than to let an Eighth Route Army go. "

"Hi!"

After receiving the order, the Japanese soldier quickly rushed to the direction of the bunker and the gun tower not far away, preparing to send the order.

Hei Haidari sat on the chair, his face was as black as charcoal, expressionless, the small beard under his nose was also dipped in a few layers of dust, and his narrow eyes stared straight ahead.

Suddenly, open your mouth,

"Battalion Commander Zhang, do you know what the Eighth Route Army is up to?"

Zhang Dagun shook his head, looking confused, "Mr. Heihai, since the Eighth Route Army has already declared war on us, why not attack us now?"

"Zhang Battalion Commander, I think these Eighth Route Army are like foxes pretending to be tigers. They only dare to hide behind the scenes and attack instead of going to war openly."

"This shows that they don't have many troops at all, so we don't need to be afraid. As long as they enter Xiaoli Village, they will definitely die in our hands."

Not far away, fortifications.

The remaining two Japanese soldiers walked back and forth, holding [-] big cover rifles horizontally.

At this moment, the two Japanese soldiers happened to wander off to other places.

Seeing that there was no supervision, several young people in the trench hurriedly surrounded Song Lingyun.

One of them held Song Lingyun's neck and whispered,

"Brother, you were the one who shot them, you were too good."

"That's right, you're such a bully, you were able to beat that little devil to death at such a long distance."

"Yeah, if I didn't see you pull out a pistol, there wouldn't be any sound at all. I don't know that it was all our brothers in the trenches who fired the shots."

Song Lingyun smiled and waved to them. Those young people leaned over and leaned their heads.

He said softly, "To tell you the truth, I am a soldier of the Eighth Route Army of the Independence Regiment.

This time, I came to Xiaoli Village to save you, and by the way, wipe out these little bastards. "

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Chapter 180 Covering the transfer of migrant workers

181 chapter

"It turns out that you are the Eighth Route Army. I have heard that the Eighth Route Army is powerful. Today I finally saw it."

"That's right, that's right. There used to be a man in my village. At that time, when he recruited soldiers, he went straight to the Eighth Route Army. Later, I heard from his family that he beat up little devils every day. It felt really majestic."

"Finally someone came to rescue us. This little devil simply doesn't treat us as human beings. He killed several people a few days ago."

These young men expressed their emotions one after another.

"Soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, why don't you fight the little devil directly." The young man with Song Lingyun's neck on his shoulders shook Song Lingyun's shoulder and asked.

Song Lingyun stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, where the little devil's gun tower and blockhouse happened to be. He asked the three of them, "Do you know why the little devil asked you to build this thing?"

"What else can this do?"

"It looks like a water bucket. When I repaired this, that little devil really wanted my life. I was so greedy in the morning and night that I, a young man, couldn't stand it, and a few old people were directly exhausted to death."

"We don't know what the little devil is thinking, soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, please tell us."

Then, they only listened to the Eighth Route Army soldier and said, "Look, that bucket-shaped building is called a gun tower or a blockhouse in the mouth of the little devil."