Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2740 Duanwu’s decision!

Bang!

Finally, when the last gunshot faded into the air, the forest returned to peace again, leaving only corpses scattered all over the ground, the smell of gunpowder, and the devils still groaning in pain.

They lay on the ground, looking at the sky helplessly, waiting for the judgment of fate.

The Japanese captain officer slumped on the ground, looking at this land of death, his eyes full of emptiness and confusion.

He knew very well that they had already lost the war, lost completely and without any dignity.

They originally thought that they could easily defeat the enemy with their own strength, but the reality gave them a heavy blow.

They underestimated the enemy's strength and overestimated their own abilities, which ultimately led to this disastrous defeat.

He stood up silently and looked into the distance, his heart filled with confusion. Now he had lost everything, including his soldiers, his honor, and his dignity.

He could only endure it all silently and wait for the judgment of fate.

boom!

The decision of his fate came when a bullet pierced his head without any warning, and the Japanese captain fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Duanwu came out of the dense forest, looked around, and ordered: "Go and see if there are any living devils, then check the ammunition and collect all the machine guns and grenade launchers."

"Yes!"

The soldiers took the order and immediately went to clean up the battlefield.

At this time, the Sixth Brother stood beside Duanwu and asked, "You didn't ask them to pick up other weapons, but to check the ammunition and find machine guns and grenade launchers. Are you going back to fight the Zhengye Brigade?"

Duanwu smiled and said, "That's right. I wasn't sure about defeating the Zhengye Brigade before, and I can't let the black-clad troops die in vain.

But now it's different. The devils have sent out their best troops. There are only some puppet troops, baggage troops, and some guards left in the camp. This creates a great opportunity for us.

The Japs should be panicking at this moment. As long as we fight harder, we can definitely defeat them."

At this point, Duanwu said to the One-Eyed Dragon, "Send someone to notify Fenghuangcheng and Shuanzi immediately, and ask them to bring their people to the Sanchongguan Pass immediately. They must pass the Sanchongguan Pass before noon."

"Yes!"

The one-eyed man took the order and immediately arranged for people to generate electricity for Phoenix City and the arsenal respectively.

Duanwu and Sixth Brother ignored the black-clad troops who were still cleaning up the battlefield, and went straight to the enemy's camp at the exit of Sanchongguan.

At this time, the dense gunfire had reached the Japanese camp, and a Japanese soldier reported to Major Chiharu.

Major Chiharu was very anxious and worried at this time, and he paced back and forth in the tent.

His brows were furrowed, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot, revealing deep anxiety and unconcealable panic.

He raised his hand from time to time and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, but the sweat seemed to never stop and would quickly seep out again as soon as it was wiped off.

His ears moved from time to time, as if trying to capture a bit of useful information from the dense and chaotic gunfire, but he could not distinguish anything except the chaotic sounds.

"Why is there still no news from Aihara (the Japanese captain who led the pursuit troops)?"

Lieutenant Colonel Chiharu finally couldn't help but growl. Then he turned and looked at the signalman beside him, his eyes seemed to devour him.

The signalman shuddered all over, lowered his head quickly, fiddled with the communication equipment with both hands nervously, and replied in a trembling voice: "Major, we have been trying to contact, but...but the communication has been interrupted."

"Baka!" Major Chiharu cursed angrily.

Because Aihara led his elite troops out of the camp. If even they met with an accident, then their camp,...

He didn't dare to think about it any further, as the consequences were something he couldn't bear.

He forced himself to calm down and began to think about how to deal with it. But at this moment his mind was in chaos, and all his plans and strategies seemed to be shattered by this sudden panic.

"We must strengthen our defense!"

Major Haru finally remembered that his most urgent task was to strengthen the defense of the camp.

At least he had to defend the triple pass, otherwise, with so many troops lost, it would be strange if Lord Kujo didn't skin him alive.

But at this moment, his orders seemed so weak and lacked confidence. He knew that he was just making a last-ditch effort. If the enemy came in large numbers, he would be unable to stop the puppet troops.

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At the same time, Duanwu, Liuge and One-Eyed Dragon had arrived at the outskirts of the Japanese camp and were using binoculars to scout the enemy's positions.

Duanwu raised the telescope and kept adjusting the focus. The Japanese camp in front of him gradually became clearer like a picture scroll.

He carefully observed every corner of the position, not missing any details, as if he wanted to imprint the entire Japanese camp in his mind.

On the battlefield, the puppet soldiers gathered in twos and threes. Some stood lazily with their hands casually resting on their guns, while others simply sat on the ground, back to back, with fatigue in their eyes.

They held guns in their hands, but seemed to have no fighting spirit, as if the gun was just a decoration.

Their eyes were wandering and they looked around from time to time. It was obvious that they were still filled with anxiety and had not yet recovered from the battle last night.

A gust of wind blew, raising clouds of dust. The puppet soldiers covered their mouths and noses with their hands, but no one was willing to stand up and tidy up their equipment.

Among the puppet troops, several machine guns were hastily arranged on simple machine gun positions.

Although these machine gun positions seem to have been built randomly, they actually took some thought, but now they appear dilapidated.

The machine gun bunker was made of several wooden boards and sandbags. The puppet army's machine gunners were either sitting or lying down, and seemed careless about the maintenance of the machine guns.

The barrel of the machine gun was covered with dirt and oil, as if it had not been used for a long time. There were some shell casings and debris scattered around the machine gun, which looked messy and formed a sharp contrast with the neatness of the Japanese position.

But at this time, the Japanese soldiers on the position were also demoralized, and they were no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

Some of the Japanese soldiers lowered their heads with gloomy looks, as if they felt despair about the current battle situation; while others kept pacing back and forth, unable to calm down.

Their eyes revealed confusion and tension, and it was obvious that none of them had recovered from last night's defeat.

In addition, Major Chiharu's repeated defeats, which cost the lives of so many Japanese soldiers, made them even more uneasy.

Duanwu's eyes swept across the Japanese soldiers' positions and saw trenches crisscrossing each other, but they were shallow and rough, obviously the result of hasty work.

The Japanese soldiers in the trenches were either leaning or leaning, and some were even taking a nap, completely losing their usual alertness and rigor.

The walls of the trench were covered with cracks because there were no wooden boards to support them, and they seemed like they would collapse at any time.

Some Japanese soldiers even tried to light a fire and cook in the trenches, with smoke rising up, which was totally out of tune with the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield!

(End of this chapter)