Rise From Eight Hundred

Using a squad of Japanese infantry to cover, nearly 100 puppet troops finally retreated to 300 meters away from the Chinese position and were running wildly. Suddenly, a fierce gunfire sounded in front of them.

The role of cannon fodder should be to consume the Chinese ammunition in the front. The Japanese supervision team gave their own dogs a chance at the beginning, and the trajectory was basically aimed at the front of the Japanese infantry in the disintegration.

The bullets were fired in an area about 20 meters in front of the puppet army!

The puppet soldiers' running pace was severely stopped!

"Stop, stop, go back!" A guard under Zheng Yunqiu rushed forward and shouted loudly.

"Go back, are you going to be beaten to death?" A fierce-looking puppet lieutenant cursed angrily. "Brothers, the damn guys don't dare to fight for real. Don't worry about them. Run to a safe area first!"

This puppet army lieutenant should be the highest-ranking among the remaining puppet army. After hearing what he said, the puppet soldiers who found the backbone naturally responded to his call, no longer caring about the bullets falling in front of them, and continued to run down at a faster speed.

The big mine just now really scared them. If they were killed by a machine gun, they could still leave a whole body. How could they blow people into pieces? They probably couldn't even pick them up with their hands.

An army without any fighting faith is like this. If you let them bully those who are weaker than themselves, they will often perform beyond their level and look very serious. But if they are knocked unconscious by a stick on the head, they will be as cowardly as a mouse.

Then, the most incredible scene on the battlefield appeared.

"Kill the chicken!" The Japanese army lieutenant's face was as hard as iron, and he swung his command knife down fiercely.

"Da da da!" Two Type 96 light machine guns roared, and the rest of the Japanese infantry also opened fire instantly.

This time, it was no joke, and the two sides were only less than 200 meters apart. Such a range would be too easy for the Japanese army.

If they were their own people, the Japanese supervision team might still show mercy, but for a group of tool dogs trained by themselves, do you think the Japanese infantry would have pity? If they don't obey, just kill them.

A dozen puppet soldiers were caught off guard and hit by the bullet stream coming from their own direction, falling to the ground wailing and struggling.

This really confused the puppet soldiers, and more than 70 people lay directly on the ground.

If the Japanese army lieutenant's fierce killing of chickens and monkeys ended here, it is estimated that the puppet soldiers would have admitted their cowardice, and most of them would honestly turn back and be their cannon fodder.

After all, they still have families in Guangping County, and they can't wait for the Japanese army to come back and settle accounts and kill the whole family!

But the famous puppet squad leader stood up and waved his hand to signal not to shoot anymore, and he would take his men back. The Japanese soldiers in the supervision team saw that there were still people who were not afraid of death and were so stubborn.

"Pang Gou Er!" The shot was accurate and fierce, hitting the head directly.

This infantry squad leader was usually a good person, and he was considered a loyal person. Although the puppet army had forgotten their ancestors, these guys who came from the local hooligans still talked about brotherhood. In anger, some people fired back and even used light machine guns.

The Japanese army did not expect that the puppet army would dare to fight back. An unprepared Japanese infantryman was directly swept away by a volley of bullets.

Being shot to death by the Chinese would be fine, because Amaterasu was distracted for a while and did not take care of it, but being bitten by his own dog, how could the Japanese soldiers who had a complete psychological advantage over the puppet army accept it?

Without waiting for the Japanese lieutenant's order, the Japanese infantry squad opened fire with full force, and two grenade launchers opened fire quickly. In less than 30 seconds, they threw 6 grenades in a row, blowing the light machine gun and the shooter who dared to fire into pieces.

I don't know who shouted, "The Japanese are going to kill us all!" The remaining puppet soldiers, who had just been killed by the Chinese position and finally escaped the enemy's hail of bullets, were slaughtered mercilessly by their masters. The psychological level had completely collapsed. How could they not be anxious? There was no need for any order at all. If you don't let me live, I will drag you to death with me. The remaining more than 60 puppet soldiers fought against the Japanese infantry squad on the spot.

"Fuck! What's going on? Are the two devils going to surrender?" The Chinese officers and soldiers on the mountain almost froze on the spot when they saw this scene.

Really, the enemy was fighting on the spot under their noses. It's not written in the storybook!

The key point is that the puppet army is not just facing one infantry squad now. There are dozens of Japanese infantry squads shooting at the Chinese side in the area 100 meters above them!

The current situation is basically that the puppet army, whose mentality has completely collapsed, is sandwiched between two teams of Japanese troops, and one of the Japanese squads is surrounded by the puppet army and the Chinese positions.

Seeing that some of the Japanese troops who had just shot at them turned around and started shooting at the puppet army, there is a saying that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. No matter how hateful the second devils are, they are not as hateful as the Japanese army.

"Aim at the Japanese army and hit them hard. Each mortar group, 5 rounds per gun, kill the hiding Japanese devils for me." Lao Suanpan quickly adjusted his tactics. "Also, help the puppet army pass the message to the puppet army on the flanks, tell them that the Japanese are killing their people, if you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself!"

Lao Suanpan's move was really cruel. Because there were no Japanese infantry on the flanks, the puppet army's attack was not as resolute as the frontal positions. At this time, they were still lying in an area about 120 meters away from the positions and firing at the mountains.

There was no charge at all, and there was no chance for the MG42 machine guns reserved for them to show their power.

Five minutes had passed, and the two MG42s deployed on the left and right wings had only consumed no more than 800 rounds of ammunition, only half of the ammunition consumption on the front position.

"The devils are killing the second devils!"

"Go and see! If you don't go, everyone will be killed!"

The Chinese soldiers on the position shouted loudly and gloated, which confused the puppet soldiers on the opposite side. However, the gunshots from the front position coming from the bottom of the hillside were not bluffing, so the puppet soldiers had to send someone to take a look.

When he looked, he saw that his colleagues in the same company were surrounded and shot by two Japanese infantry squads like a sandwich.

Both sides were blood-thirsty, as if they were mortal enemies.

The Japanese infantry was certainly angry because they were bitten by their own dogs, but the puppet soldiers who were surrounded wanted to live! At this time, if you want to live, you have to fight hard. Although more than 60 people were killed in a row, there were still about 50 puppet soldiers hiding in various bushes and shooting at the Japanese.

"Mr. Zheng, these are your soldiers. They really deserve to die. They are all dead." The Japanese lieutenant stared at Zheng Yunqiu, who looked ashen, with fire in his eyes.

To be honest, this Japanese lieutenant, who had just graduated from the NCO school two years ago, was still too young. He misjudged human nature.

The people under Zheng Yunqiu were not good people. They were mainly composed of ruffians, gangsters, bandits, and surrendered soldiers.

Why did Zheng Yunqiu choose these people? People are essentially seeking similarities, and like-minded people are the embodiment of this psychological projection.

The biggest common point of these people is that the person they love most is themselves. If anyone wants his life, then he has to drag a few people with him as a scapegoat?

The Japanese lieutenant originally intended to kill a few people to establish his authority, and the rest had to be cannon fodder honestly. Little did he know that these guys were not good people. This aroused the rebellious psychology and directly fought against the Japanese with real swords and guns.

As for the Japanese settling accounts later, you have to survive this place before you are qualified to be afraid of that.

The Japanese Army Lieutenant did not expect this situation to happen. His anger could only be directed at the battalion commander of the security army in front of him, but he still had a trace of rationality. He did not shoot the puppet army leader. He still hoped that he could appease his subordinates.

Otherwise, if this matter spread, the boss would certainly purge the puppet army who dared to attack the Imperial Army, but he would also be reprimanded by Kuroda Saburo, which was almost certain.

"Please calm down, Lieutenant Yamamoto. They must be scared silly. I will persuade them to stop resisting." Zheng Yunqiu asked with a pale face.

"That's not necessary. They killed the officers and soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire and must pay with their blood. You go to restrain the other two infantry companies. If a similar situation occurs again, Captain Zheng, you know the consequences." The Japanese Army Lieutenant's face was cold and he rejected Zheng Yunqiu.

In just one round of shooting, more than a dozen puppet soldiers were killed or wounded. The Japanese infantrymen were not much better off, and several of them were shot. It was unknown whether they could be saved.

The Japanese Army Lieutenant would never let the remaining dozens of puppet soldiers live in order to maintain the dignity of the Imperial Army.

"Yes! Yes! I know, I'll go right away!" Zheng Yunqiu nodded repeatedly.

The Japanese Army Lieutenant ignored the puppet major who bowed his head, and cast his eyes on the battlefield, thus ignoring the fierce light flashing under the puppet major's drooping eyelids.

Zheng Yunqiu, but he is not a good bird!

How could he not know that Lieutenant Yamamoto had just wanted to kill him, but seeing that he still had two infantry companies with hundreds of people, he forced himself to suppress it.

However, this matter is not over yet. He just saw with his own eyes that at least two Japanese infantrymen died. It was done by his men, and now the two sides are still fighting fiercely. I don't know how many more Japanese soldiers will die.

According to the Japanese army lieutenant, if they killed dozens of his subordinates who fought back desperately on the hillside, they would probably have to pay a certain price.

That meant that there would be a reckoning, and it would most likely fall on him as the battalion commander. When he thought that he had worked hard for the Japanese, and would eventually end up with his head falling, how could Zheng Yunqiu, who was so selfish, not be angry?

Soon, the two puppet army companies retreated, staring in amazement at the two Japanese infantry squads on the hillside shooting their colleagues one by one.

The Japanese army had nearly a hundred people, and their marksmanship was accurate. They also had the geographical advantage of attacking from the front and back, so they naturally had an absolute upper hand. It took less than five minutes to shoot and kill more than half of the puppet soldiers who were still resisting on the hill. Only a dozen puppet soldiers who were lucky and stubborn were still fighting back.

The Chinese officers and soldiers on the mountain were naturally happy to watch the dog fight the dog. Except for the cold gunmen who occasionally fired cold guns at the Japanese soldiers on the hillside, the machine gun and rifle fire had long stopped.

"Come, come, brothers, have a cigarette! I didn't expect that you could watch a show after fighting a battle!" Potato, who took advantage of this strange scene to return to the trench, took two packs of cigarettes and distributed them in the trench very generously.

Cigarettes are almost as important as food for soldiers on the battlefield. Even the wounded soldiers who cried and screamed because of the pain of the wounded, their eyes lit up when they saw their comrades put cigarettes in their mouths.

"You kid, don't try this, wait for Uncle Abacus to scold you!" Chuanzi took the cigarette, but he didn't look happy at all.

He knew what Potato meant by generously taking out his own stock, but he just wanted everyone to help him beg for mercy when he was scolded later.

"Hehe! Brother Chuanzi, don't underestimate Uncle Suanpan's vision. It's a bit risky for me to do that, but when Uncle Suanpan, Brother Chengzi and I blocked a full-strength Japanese infantry squad, it was ten times or a hundred times more dangerous than this.

Besides, where do you think I got these cigarettes?" Potato laughed.

"I'm probably the only one in the class who knows that Uncle Suanpan likes to hide his cigarettes in his two pairs of cloth shoes."

"You're awesome!" Chuanzi sincerely gave a thumbs up to the soldier who was two years younger than him.

This is a typical dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he will be scolded, and stealing two more packs of cigarettes will only get a few more scoldings.

However, what makes the soldiers happiest is to smoke and watch the rare farce below.

The Japanese army on the mountain cannot shoot at the puppet army below with all their strength. The cold gunmen headed by Yang Bicheng are really "bad".

In order to prevent the Japanese from killing the disobedient second devils too easily, they actually chose to support the second devils. After several waves of cold guns, they killed five or six Japanese in a row, making the Japanese dare not to deal with the puppet army below with all their strength.

Otherwise, those dozens of puppet soldiers might not be able to hold on until now.

"Battalion commander, what should we do now? Just watch our brothers being killed?" A puppet army captain looked at his colleagues who were still struggling for their lives on the hillside with a sad face.

It's not that there is a deep friendship between comrades-in-arms, but it's mostly a mentality of grieving for the death of the rabbit.

"What else can we do? Cold salad, we can only blame those brothers for their bad luck!" A lieutenant took a mouthful.

Zheng Yunqiu, with a face full of sorrow, glanced at this guy calmly, and then cast his eyes on several other officers.

"Damn, the Japanese treat us as dogs, and they can beat us if they want to, but this is clearly treating us as pigs, and they can kill us if they want to!" An officer was indignant.

"We don't know if the damned will be angry with us later! This is the most troublesome thing." Another officer said with a worried look.

"Do you think the Japanese will settle accounts later?" Zheng Yunqiu asked faintly.

All the puppet army officers were silent. With their understanding of the Japanese army, this was almost inevitable.

"Instead of waiting for the Japanese to kill us, why don't we kill them first and then put the blame on the other side." A lieutenant officer who was considered Zheng Yunqiu's confidant suddenly said in a shocking way.

"No, no! The Japanese are not stupid, they will definitely suspect us." The lieutenant who had previously said that those colleagues who struggled for their lives had bad luck instinctively objected.

"What else? Otherwise, we just wait to die? Or Zhou Xingwang, do you have any good way to make the Japanese pretend that this incident never happened?" Zheng Yunqiu looked at the officer coldly.

Killing intent!

"Battalion commander, listen to my explanation!" The lieutenant suddenly reacted.

But it was too late. Zheng Yunqiu waved his hand, and a guard pulled out a gun and shot him several times, killing him on the spot.

"As I said, we don't fight for anyone, but for wealth and money. Whoever stands in our way is our mortal enemy!" Zheng Yunqiu looked around coldly.

"These Japanese want our lives, so we will take their lives first. Fortunately, we are on the battlefield now, otherwise we have no excuse to cover up.

Tell the brothers, come with me later and kill all these Japanese. Don't leave any alive. As long as there is one alive, you know the Japanese methods. Not only will we not survive, but all the family members will die.

Also, I don't care who kills the Japanese or not. After the war, everyone will finish off the Japanese!"

The faces of the puppet army officers turned pale, but no one dared to raise any objections. Once the knife was finished, the whole battalion was on the same boat. One may not win, but one will lose.

"There are still local bastards watching up there?" an officer said tremblingly.

"It doesn't matter. After killing Yamamoto and his subordinates, I will send someone to negotiate with them." Zheng Yunqiu waved his hand with a gloomy face.

Obviously, when he made this decision, he had already made a plan.

So, under the leadership of the desperate Zheng Yunqiu, the two infantry companies approached the Japanese infantry squad that was still in fierce fighting.

The Japanese army lieutenant might never have dreamed that the major of the security army who was submissive to him would actually risk the world's condemnation to kill them and kill two infantry squads at a time.

But a group of desperate men did it.

When more than 300 puppet troops from the two infantry companies suddenly focused their fire on the unprepared Japanese infantry squad, everyone was dumbfounded.

Including the Chinese officers and soldiers on the mountain.

"Fuck him, the immortal board, did the second devil take the wrong medicine?" Potato, who was still watching the show, opened his mouth in disbelief.

"You are the one who took the wrong medicine. It's not a critical moment, but you took the risk for me in a hot-headed way, and you stole my last two packs of cigarettes. It's okay to steal cigarettes, but you also took the tobacco in my pipe. If you want to steal, you should steal everything, right?" Old Abacus hit Potato's helmet hard and cursed.

"Hehe! Uncle Abacus, I can't return the cigarettes. I gave them to my brothers. Anyway, if you just scold me, I will return the tobacco. If you put me in solitary confinement after the war, you will have to quit smoking in the next few days." Potato was not afraid, and smiled and explained his reasons to his squad leader.

"It's true that you haven't been able to pay for your house for three days. Okay, I've been threatened by you. I'll do as you said. I won't be put in solitary confinement, but I will write a 200-word self-reflection letter for me after the war!" Old Abacus didn't do that either. Angry, he smiled lightly.

The smug potato just now suddenly turned into a bitter melon face.

With the few words he knew, he couldn't even come up with 200 words. How could he write a 200-word review? It must be replaced by circles! It would be extremely embarrassing for anyone to see it.

"Uncle Abacus, what's going on with the two Japs? Why are they suddenly fighting for their lives against the genuine Japs?" Kawako came over and asked.

The surrounding soldiers also gathered around. The smoke from the potatoes had an effect. Kawako and the soldiers were just changing the topic!

"Hehe! Don't tell me, these Japanese devils are bad, but their brains are easy to use! Knowing that the resistance to the Japanese in front of the battle is not over, the only way to solve this scourge is to kill all the Japanese present. Kill them all, and then put the blame for the murder on us." Old Abacus didn't know what these guys were thinking, so he didn't reveal it, but replied with a smile.

"Then they are not afraid that we will send a message to the Japanese? Then their death may be more complete!"

"So! Let's contain the Japanese troops on the mountain first and prevent them from leaving. When the puppet troops kill all the Japanese, it's time to come to us for negotiations. With this in our hands, whether they are round or flat, It depends on whether they can be a good person. They are more useful alive than dead!" Old Abacus looked at the smoke rising from the bottom of the hillside with a smile.

If possible, it would be best for such a puppet army to have another division.

"Go, let the signal troops report the good news to the company commander. Our troops killed 300 puppet troops and more than 100 Japanese invaders at the cost of 5 casualties, and successfully recruited one puppet army to surrender! Of course, explain it clearly to the company commander. reason."

"The puppet troops rebelled and killed the Japanese troops in the Bauhinia Mountain battlefield. Do you want to negotiate with our army?" Wei Donglai was slightly stunned after receiving the telegram from Squad 3. He walked back and forth in the field command post for a few steps with a look in his eyes.

"Have Platoon Leader Shen and Platoon Leader Long come to me immediately!"

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