under fire

Gunshots rang out and smoke rose.

Except for the Japanese soldiers mixed in with the puppet army who were still shooting desperately.

The other puppet soldiers who were knocked to the ground again put up almost no resistance.

He saw his men being shot indiscriminately like livestock.

The pseudo-battalion commander was not sad.

I just feel resentful. I feel resentful that God is blind and that I have to burn incense every day.

I hated myself, hated myself for not ordering my men to run east two minutes ago.

I hate the Japanese. If they hadn't occupied this land, I would never have surrendered and become a puppet soldier.

He resented why he had to serve in the puppet army and was treated like a dog by the Japanese.

The Eighth Route Army's encirclement is slowly shrinking.

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking out, he felt that he was a prisoner and would not survive based on what he had done in the past.

And the brothers under him, they have old people and young children.
Therefore, those Japanese soldiers who blocked their brothers' way to surrender and survive and still raised their guns to fight back deserved to die.

Since he is going to die anyway, let him die in front of me.

After hesitating for a while, he took out a grenade, lit the fuse, and threw it at the group of Japanese soldiers who were lying behind the corpses.

boom.
The ground shook slightly, and a cloud of smoke rose up.

"Listen up, puppet soldiers. You are surrounded. We know that you are forced to be puppet soldiers. As long as you lay down your weapons, the Eighth Route Army will treat prisoners well."

The fake battalion commander is confused. Almost all of my men are dead. Are you trying to persuade them to surrender now?
Soon, all the machine guns outside stopped firing, and the sound of rifle fire became intermittent until only a few shots were heard occasionally.

Using the superior force to defeat the inferior force and the well-prepared to defeat the unprepared, the siege ended in a simpler way than expected.

northern line.

The torches flickered.

Liu Yuanqing smelled of cigarette smoke.

He walked forward with his rifle.

In the area of ​​nearly 100 meters to his left and right, more than 20 rifles were pointed obliquely at the puppet soldiers lying on the ground in front of them.

As long as the muzzle of a rifle is pointed northwest, the body or corpse next to the rifle will be shot into a sieve.

ground.

The puppet soldiers who were lying on the ground with their rifles raised above their heads in fear were not hurt at all.

The torches that were sweeping the battlefield from the west, south, and east simultaneously illuminated the open area for several miles.

At this time, Captain Li's main purpose was to seize equipment, and the main purpose of the Ninth Battalion was to capture puppet troops.

All the soldiers have their own thoughts and are full of fighting spirit without exception.

The adrenaline hasn't completely subsided yet, and the tension is visible to the naked eye.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

The squad leaders are very experienced in cleaning the battlefield.
It is impossible for someone to escape alive after being stabbed with a bayonet or shot.

There was a high possibility of being shot while cleaning the battlefield, but Liu Yuanqing was not afraid at all.

"Platoon Leader, I... need to pee."

"You coward! Are you scared by such a small formation?" Liu Yuanqing scolded.

"This ambush...isn't it big?"

"Thinking back to when I was fighting the Japanese at Yuhuatai, I fought so hard that I almost forgot I had a bird on my body."

"Haha." This attracted a strange laugh from the side.

"Platoon leader, I heard that there are Japanese planes in the sky. If they drop a bomb, the soil kicked up by the explosion can bury people alive. Is that true?"

"I also heard that the Japanese artillery fire was so powerful that the sky almost collapsed."

"Don't listen to what people say, it's not much different."

"So, this scene is nothing!"

"You two are the only ones who talk too much! Be careful to protect the platoon leader."

Suddenly, a soldier shouted from the side: "Hello, Battalion Commander!"

Soon, Hu Yi, who came from the west, looked at Liu Yuanqing and said, "Find out the devil's squadron flag!"

"What do you want that crap for?"

"Don't you think you should make good use of all the Japanese uniforms you've seized?" Xiao Hongying shouted excitedly behind Hu Yi.

Then, a big man suddenly appeared in the light of torches in the east.

Captain Li smiled so hard that his face broke. He stepped forward and grabbed Hu Yi's hand: "Comrade Hu Yi! None of my men are seriously injured!"

Hu Yi pulled Captain Li's hand away without leaving a trace: "All the Japanese puppet army's ammunition on the ground belongs to you, I only want the Japanese uniforms!"

"Hey, that's not how you calculate it, right?" Captain Li changed the subject and said, "You ate all the meat, and you only let me drink this little soup?"

"What do you want to do with the equipment for nearly two hundred people?"

"Can you give me one of the mortars you captured?" Captain Li rubbed his hands. "How do you know?" Hu Yi suddenly saw Captain Zhang of the Division Armed Working Group following Captain Li: "Okay! But I have a condition."

"Whatever conditions you have, just mention them as long as I can do it!" Captain Li waved his hand and added conditions that he could do.

"We have other missions to perform, so I will use these prisoners and the fifty puppet rifles I captured earlier to exchange for a platoon of your men."

"Hey, deal!" Captain Li was not vague at all.

As long as we do a good job in ideological work, the combat effectiveness of these puppet army prisoners will be even stronger than that of the soldiers under his command.

There were at least sixty or seventy captured puppet soldiers. Even if only half of them were converted, they were still very lucky. In addition to those on the ground, they also got a batch of guns and ammunition.

I used to look down on this guy named Hu, but now it seems that he is worthy of being considered a friend.

"Report, Secretary Zhao called! Asking if we need reinforcements." The communicator trotted behind Hu Yi and handed him the phone directly.

When Captain Li saw Hu Yi saying "hello, hello, hello" on the phone that he didn't need reinforcements, his jaw dropped to the ground.

Even if the division commander personally directs the battle and arranges the battlefield, it is impossible for him to run around laying telephone lines!

No, the Secretary Zhao he was talking about should perhaps be the Secretary Zhao of the district?

West bank of the canal.

The starry sky is cold and thin clouds are floating.

More than a dozen figures were lying on the river bank, waiting anxiously.

A number of iron-hulled ships were slowly approaching from the south with the sound of their engines.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

A dark figure took out a flashlight and flashed it three times in the direction of the boat.

Soon, the iron-hulled ship began to approach the west shore.

The iron-hulled ship looked a bit strange, and it seemed to be dragging a long tail behind it.
Before the boat reached the shore, a dark figure on the shore waved a flashlight and shouted, "Why are you here so late?"

"We set off after dark. There are more than ten boats towing behind the iron-hulled ship. We arrived early." The dark figure on the boat responded in a low and calm voice. It was Li Xiang.

"Where are the battalion commander and the others?" asked the dark figure on the shore.

"do not know"

"The Divisional Traffic Officer said you had a radio? You didn't make any contact?"

“No one will use it.”

In the sorghum field some distance away, Yang Chengzhi looked worried.

A large number of Japanese troops were spotted in the north. If the guard posts had not been placed far away, they might have been surrounded by them by now.

Fortunately, the division transferred the wounded here and contacted Li Xiang through transportation.

Now the soldiers injured in the attack on the Guantao garrison need to be sent to the east bank of the canal for recuperation.

The iron-hulled ship had too deep a draft to reach the shore.

Instead, the small wooden boat behind quickly untied the tow rope and stopped towards the shore.

Soon, dozens of stretchers were loaded onto the ship.

Disappeared into the night heading east.

"Do you want to go to the east side of the canal?" the old bandit Qi asked Yang Chengzhi.

"No, Commander Hu asked us to stay and lie in wait to assist Captain Su in his work." Seeing that Yang Chengzhi did not recite the Three Character Classic, the monkey next to him rushed to speak.

Li Xiang whispered to the old bandit Qi standing opposite him: "Mr. Qi, why are you here?"

"People in the mountains are poor, so we come out to get some food!" The old bandit Qi said nonsense.

A dark figure came over hurriedly: "Captain Hou, Captain Su, urgent message"

Monkey quickly took it, turned on the flashlight and took a look: "One battalion of Japanese soldiers and one regiment of puppet troops. Are you crazy?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Chengzhi suddenly asked.

"The division has issued an order that all teams within its jurisdiction must delay the enemy's westward movement as soon as they spot the Japs in their defense zone," Monkey curled his lips.

"Delay? What does the enemy heading west mean?" asked the old bandit Qi. He originally planned to cross the canal to meet up with Hu Yi.

Monkey raised his hand to check his watch and found that it was already past midnight: "The military sub-district has assembled more than ten regiments to launch an attack on the hardcore traitors in the East Asian Alliance Autonomous Army. The superiors require all teams to participate in the peripheral delay battle and assist the main force in completing the combat mission!"

"When did it happen?" The old bandit Qi's eyes lit up. He had been out for so long but had not gained much. In the opinion of the Ninth Battalion, only by fighting the Japanese and puppet troops could he gain any benefit.

"The superiors set the time for the attack. Midnight! It's now 12:01." Monkey

"What? You mean we have to take action against the Japanese puppet troops who cross the canal before dark?"

"That's right. We need to find a way to hold back these devils and puppet troops."

"How long will it take?" Crazy Yang suddenly asked.

"No." The monkey shook his head.

"That's not right. After crossing the canal, this group of devils immediately went south along the riverbank. It seems that they have no intention of going west."

"This is strange. I think it's probably coming for us, right?" Qi Laofei's eyes lit up. (End of this chapter)