Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2568 Second ambush!

Under the dense barrage of bullets, the Japs fell one after another, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Those Japanese soldiers who dived into the woods became the first victims of the guerrillas' bullets.

Then came the Japanese who were still lingering near the trucks and vehicle wreckage.
They used the truck as cover and tried to launch a counterattack, but bullets came from both sides, and no matter they hid on the south or north side of the truck, they could not escape the fate of being shot.

The wailing and groaning of the Japs came one after another, but were soon drowned out by more intense gunfire and explosions.

There were constant horrific explosions and smoke filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.

In this chaos and death, the Japanese convoy was destroyed beyond recognition in just a moment, and Japanese corpses were scattered all over the ground.

The Japs tried to organize a counterattack, but they were bombarded by bullets from two directions and had no chance of fighting back.

As the Japanese officers died, the Japanese morale dropped to the freezing point. Some Japanese soldiers finally couldn't bear the endless fear and despair and began to try to escape.

They ran wildly on the road, as if they could escape this place of death if they ran fast enough, but in this open area with no cover, they became complete sitting ducks.

The guerrillas were soldiers who had already replaced their ammunition drums. They stepped out of the bunker and moved forward, firing at the Japanese who were trying to escape.

The dense bullets were like a violent storm, instantly enveloping the running Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers on the road were shot one after another. They rolled and struggled on the road, but it was of no avail.

Their bodies were pierced by bullets, and bright red blood spurted out, mixing with the mud and gravel, forming a shocking picture.

A moment later, there were only corpses on the road.

Under the dense barrage of bullets, luck seemed to no longer favor these devils.

At the same time, one soldier after another walked out of their bunkers, holding submachine guns, and walked towards the Japanese while shooting.

The bullets were fired as if they were free. If an officer knew how to live, he would probably curse.

But Duanwu didn't think so. Although bullets were precious, he valued people more.

Because someone can continue to kill the Japanese, and if they run out of bullets they can buy more or make them themselves.

It's not like there's no possibility of that happening.

If you haven’t been to Laoyeling during the Dragon Boat Festival, that’s a different story.

Since going to Laoyeling, Duanwu has gained such confidence because the Anti-Japanese Brigade left him many weaving machines made by themselves.

Those machines can even modify the Japanese Type 38 rifle, so it is probably possible that they can manufacture bullets.

What's more, he has a strong backing in Markov.

He still had money, and a lot of cash, enough to buy ammunition and more weapons from Markov.

So Duanwu was not worried about the bullets at all, he was just worried about more casualties in his troops.

As a result, the less than 300 remaining Japanese soldiers were forced to do some breakdance under such a horrific rain of bullets, and then fell down one by one unwillingly.

"stop!"

When the last Japanese soldier fell, Duanwu shouted to stop, because all the Japanese soldiers were dead, and it would be a waste of bullets to shoot again.

The soldiers stopped one after another, all with smiles of surprise on their faces, because this gun was so cool, all they had to do was pull the trigger and keep sweeping.

Is it necessary to aim? No need at all. A single grenade is enough to turn every Japanese soldier into a sieve. At this time, looking at the Japanese convoy, it is extremely tragic. Including the trucks, there are bullet holes everywhere.

The lives of those Japanese soldiers who were shot were even more miserable. Very few of them died from a single shot. Almost all of them were beaten into bloody gourds.

Duanwu ordered to clean up the battlefield. One soldier laughed and said, "Leader Ye, we have these submachine guns, why do we need these junks of the Japanese?"

Duanwu cursed, "You bastards really don't know how to live. You look down on these little devils' Type 38 rifles, but many people are scrambling to get them. Do you know how much this rifle costs? It sells for at least fifty dollars on the black market. Pick them all up for me, and don't leave even a single bullet behind."

"Yes, Leader Ye!"

The soldiers responded and then went to clean up the battlefield obediently.

However, at this moment, Li Ergou came running over in a panic and reported: "Reporting to Leader Ye, more Japanese were spotted on the road, the exact number is unknown."

Duanwu thought for a moment and said, "Continue the investigation and find out the number of the devils for me."

"Yes!"

Li Ergou took the order and ran away again. However, at this time, Ma Pingan came over and asked, "Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

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Duanwu said: "There are still Japanese soldiers, I don't know how many there are, I'll let Li Ergou take a look."

At this point, Duanwu suddenly thought of something and said to Ma Pingan, "Old Ma, go find a few dozen people and shoot at the deserted woods with the Japanese's guns, and throw a few grenades occasionally."

Although Ma Ping'an didn't know Duanwu's intention, he did it immediately.

A moment later, the Japanese machine guns and Type 38 rifles started firing, accompanied by bursts of explosions.

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At the same time, three kilometers away from the scene, Kujo Miyakita heard the gunshots and explosions, frowned slightly and said, "What I was most worried about has happened. Our enemy is indeed ambushing us in front. He is worthy of being that man."

What Kujo Miyakita was talking about was of course the Dragon Boat Festival, but at the same time, he suddenly had a bad premonition and asked his adjutant beside him, "Do you think the Imperial Army that was attacked has been completely wiped out?"

The adjutant hesitated for a moment and said, "No way, that's nearly a full battalion of soldiers. Even if they are all pigs, the guerrillas will have to kill them for a while, right?"

Jiujo Miyakita nodded slightly, but still said worriedly: "Let our car go behind and tell others to be careful. Our enemies are cunning and sly."

"Hi!"

The adjutant took the order and after the driver stopped the car on the side of the road, he got out and conveyed Kujo Miyakita's order.

The Japanese soldiers in the Shadow Wolf Unit were well-trained. When they heard Kujo Miyakita tell them to be careful, they understood what was going on.

This is to let them explore the way, just like the imperial army before.

To put it bluntly, they are all cannon fodder.

Of course, they did not want to be cannon fodder, so they drove carefully, keeping a constant speed. The Japanese officers on many trucks also took out binoculars to conduct reconnaissance.

And especially the woods on both sides, beware of enemy ambushes.

But they didn't know that Duanwu had already ambushed them.

If it was a large Japanese army, Duanwu would definitely take his men to clean up the battlefield and run away.

But Li Ergou said that the Japanese did not have many trucks and the number of people was less than 200.

So Duanwu smiled. There were less than two hundred people. Aren’t they just here to deliver food?
As a result, he did not even clean up the battlefield, but marched one kilometer with his men to ambush this small group of Japanese troops! .