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Chapter 1331 The Locust Army Will Remember Your Loyalty

Six Isuzu Type 94 trucks were struggling to move forward in the mud. Except for the front and rear trucks, the four trucks in the middle were loaded with heavy cargo. Two deep ruts extended all the way to the Sandagouzi gold mine more than ten miles away.

"Baga, speed up, we must not miss the train."

In the lead car, a fat man was urging the driver loudly. He was wearing an unmarked Japanese army uniform and his forehead was covered with sweat.

The driver turned the steering wheel and grumbled, "Section Chief, the road condition is too bad. The Empire should really build a hardened road here, otherwise we will be at risk of being late every time we transport goods."

The fat man looked at his watch, raised his head and shouted: "Shut up, your mission is to deliver the gold to Wanggang Railway Station on time, do you understand?"

"Hay."

The driver looked at the road ahead and answered perfunctorily, but he still stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the truck sped up little by little.

In the carriage behind the two men, a dozen fully armed soldiers sat on both sides. Unlike ordinary Japanese army soldiers, these soldiers all wore white armbands with "Gold Mining Corporation" written on them.

The Gold Mining Corporation was established in 1933. It was a professional organization used by the Japanese to plunder the resources of Northeast China. Similar organizations include the "Manchuria Mining Company", the "Manchuria Mining Company" and the "Gold Mining Business Investigation Department".

These organizations stole mineral resources on a large scale by killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. According to intelligence from the Ministry of Finance sent back by Hayashi Fuichiro, the Japanese transported 1936 kilograms of gold back to their homeland in 3976 alone.

In order to prevent the Anti-Japanese United Army and other anti-Japanese organizations from robbing, the mines under the Gold Mining Company shipped gold to Xinjing once every two weeks, with the weight of each shipment ranging from a few dozen kilograms to hundreds of kilograms.

Such a huge wealth naturally attracted the covetousness of countless people. From time to time, some people attacked the gold transport convoys, but none of them succeeded.

First of all, the guards at the mine were all elite soldiers from the Kwantung Army, and ordinary gangs were no match for them. Moreover, once the convoy was attacked, the surrounding Japanese troops would provide support as quickly as possible, so the gangs could only drool at this piece of fat meat.

Under such circumstances, the convoy of the Sandagouzi gold mine had not encountered danger for a long time, so both the guards and the managers in charge of escorting had relaxed their vigilance.

In their view, this is the simplest task in the world - put the gold on the special train and take it back to the mine, that's all. The only thing to pay attention to is not to miss the train.

Perhaps because he was impatient, the fat Japanese soldier on the front car stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, lit a lighter with one hand, blocked the cold wind with the other hand, and lowered his head to light the cigarette.

The driver swallowed and plucked up the courage to ask the other party for a cigarette, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard a bang in the distance.

A cloud of blood sprayed out from the side of the body, instantly dyeing half of the driver's face red. The driver stepped on the brakes and turned his head, only to see that only two-thirds of the section chief's head was left.

"Enemy attack!"

The guard in the car roared at the top of his lungs, then immediately jumped out of the car, using the vehicle as a cover and fired back in the direction of the gunshots.

The driver was stunned for a few seconds, trembling as he tried to get out of the car. A bullet went through the window and killed him in his seat.

As more gunshots rang out, the engine compartment and wheels were hit one after another. The truck completely lost power and blocked the narrow dirt road.

At the same time, the truck and the driver at the rear also suffered a fatal blow, and the four transport trucks were stuck in the middle.

The guards knew that this was a carefully planned attack and that the convoy could not escape on its own, so they fought back while using the radios they carried with them to call for help from the mine and surrounding Japanese troops.

But as soon as the antenna was deployed, bullets from behind hit the radio station and the radio operator. The guards were attacked from both sides and suffered heavy casualties.

"Release the smoke screen, attack both sides, and close the distance!"

Faced with an unfavorable situation, the captain of the guard immediately made a decision that as long as they were entangled with the enemy, they could rely on their good military qualities to eliminate the attackers.

Upon hearing the order, several guards put down their rifles, took out the Taisho 11th-year type smoke grenades from their waists, pulled out the pins, and threw several on both sides of the convoy.

The rolling smoke grenades emitted thick smoke, and with the howling cold wind, the road was soon covered by a thin layer of smoke. The gang members who were "turning the world upside down" were dumbfounded.

According to the plan, they should kill all the guards from both sides, then move the gold and go directly into the old forest to avoid pursuit.

But the Japanese actually set off smoke, and no matter how accurate the gangs' shooting skills were, they couldn't hit anyone through the smoke.

"Brother Ruilin, what should we do?" Zhen Sanjiang asked Ruilin hurriedly, with a hint of panic in his voice.

Ruilin observed the situation on the battlefield and answered decisively: "Throw grenades and blow the devils back."

"it is good!"

Zhen Sanjiang's eyes lit up, and he was the first to pick up a grenade and throw it at the convoy. The rest of the gang followed suit and grenades flew out like raindrops.

The "Di Fan Tian" grenade used was the Fengtian-style hand grenade that was originally equipped by the Northeast Army. It had a delay time of 4 to 5 seconds and was filled with dozens of grams of TNT, making it quite powerful.

A Japanese guard ran to the edge of the smoke and fired a shot from his knees. He was pulling the bolt to eject the shell when he suddenly caught sight of something.

The guard yelled and fell to the side, performing a standard bullet-avoiding action, but at such a close distance, any action would be unnecessary.

Boom~~The man was knocked several meters away by the shock wave, his body was covered with wounds caused by shrapnel, and he was about to die.

The blast caused by the explosion dispersed the smoke, and the Japanese guards who were halfway through their run were completely exposed in the open space. The gangsters seized the opportunity and hit several people in a short time.

The captain of the guard looked livid and had to order people to release smoke again. Since they could not attack, they could only rely on the vehicle to hold on and wait for help.

But the gang members did not give the Japanese a chance to delay time. Zhen Sanjiang suddenly jumped up from the ground, fired several shots at the truck with a revolver, and roared.

"Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder, grab the prize, and share the spoils."

The gang members cheered, jumped out from behind their cover and rushed towards the guards, and the two sides started fighting around the convoy.

Under normal circumstances, the well-equipped and well-trained Japanese guards could easily defeat the bandits, but the numerical disadvantage put the devils at a disadvantage.

The captain of the guards hit a gang member with his musket, and the next moment the gun jammed. Before he could reload, a big knife came at him.

Full of resentment towards Lord Kirijiro Nanbu, the captain of the guard fell to the ground and died with his hands on his neck. The remaining guards were also killed or injured. The battle started quickly and ended even faster.

Zhen Sanjiang wiped the blood off the knife, looked around the scene, and a smug look appeared on his face, but now was not the time to be happy.

Once this incident happens today, the whole of Manchuria will be shaken. The Japanese will definitely send people to hunt them down. They will only be safe if they enter the old forest.

"Move the gold!" Zhen Sanjiang shouted, and walked to Ruilin, ready to ask what to do next.

Ruilin said a few words to the other party perfunctorily, his eyes always observing the sky. Soon, a small black dot appeared in the sky and approached quickly.

He pulled Zhen Sanjiang over and ran into the woods, not forgetting to turn back and remind the gang behind him: "Run, Japanese planes!"

Before he could finish his words, the buzzing sound of the engine was already approaching. The gangsters were so scared that they fled in a panic, leaving behind the half-moved gold.

After the establishment of Manchukuo, in order to stabilize local public security as quickly as possible, the Kwantung Army invested a large number of troops in "suppression of banditry" operations, which naturally involved aircraft.

Therefore, "Di Fantian" had long experienced the power of airplanes, or most of the bandits in Northeast China had the experience of being entangled by Japanese airplanes, and knew the feeling of having no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth.

The fat meat that was about to reach his mouth flew away. Zhen Sanjiang, who was fleeing, took a look at the truck and felt extremely regretful. He regretted why he didn't move faster.

Ruilin comforted him at the right time: "Boss, as long as the green mountains are there, there will be no shortage of firewood. It's good that the brothers are okay."

Zhen Sanjiang nodded grimly, thinking that he was just unlucky this time, and continued to run deeper into the woods, taking one step forward and one step back.

At this moment, the sound of machine guns was heard overhead. Several gangsters dozens of meters away had blood holes on their chests and fell to the ground trembling.

Inside the cockpit of the Ki-27 fighter, Su Qiwen released the firing button and pressed the intercom to report to the airport tower: "The gold mine transport convoy was attacked, and I have driven away the attackers."

After saying that, he stretched his head and looked at the ground, only to see the gangs running away in all directions. The back of one of them, wearing a white hat, stood out particularly.

Su Qiwen paused on the shooting button, adjusted the nose of the machine and changed the target. The ferocious machine gun fired again and again, making the gangster wish his parents had not given him two more legs.

“Shuashasha.” A voice came from the intercom: “Susan, please protect the goods and wait for the arrival of the reinforcements. Please.”

The usually arrogant tower controller became very polite and even used the words "please". Su Qiwen sneered and said "Hi" in reply.

The plane circled over the highway for more than half an hour. Just when the fuel was about to run out, the Kwantung Army ground forces arrived at the scene. The leading officer waved to the sky to express his gratitude.

Su Qiwen shook the wings of the plane, then rose to a high altitude and returned to the airport. On the way, he saw many Japanese troops gathering towards the scene of the incident, and the Japanese Army Air Force also sent several aircraft for support.

Ten minutes later, he landed the plane at Wanggang Airport. Before the plane stopped, Japanese instructors and counselors came over.

"Yoshi, Susan, you did a great job. The Locust Army will remember your loyalty."

The instructor gave a thumbs up and personally brought the gangway for Su Qiwen. The accompanying instructor also smiled and even patted him on the shoulder kindly.

Preventing the bandits from stealing the gold is undoubtedly a great achievement, and the Kwantung Army Headquarters will certainly commend the Third Flying Squadron and the Japanese personnel.

On the other side, Gao Bin also received news that the gold transport convoy was attacked. The traitors from the Special Agent Department quickly got on the car and rushed to the scene, preparing to investigate the scene.