Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2777: Pig with concussion!

boom! boom!

The explosions in the Changmagou area are still continuing. I’m afraid even Long Qianyan and Ma Shanpao don’t know how many mines are buried in Changmagou.

Landmines exploded one after another, and even the two mountain cannons and trucks brought by the Japanese were not spared.

The truck was instantly reduced to scrap metal in the explosion, and the raging flames engulfed everything around it.

In the flames, the wreckage of the mountain artillery was twisted and deformed, the truck frame was burned red, and the tires exploded under the high temperature, emitting bursts of pungent smells.

The surviving Japanese soldiers were in panic during the explosion. They didn't know where was safe because there were explosions everywhere.

A young Japanese soldier ran into the minefield in panic. With a loud "bang", his body was instantly blown to pieces, and several Japanese soldiers around him were knocked to the ground by the blast.

The Japanese soldiers who were blown over wailed incessantly. They were wounded, and many of them were even seriously injured.

But at this time, no one came to rescue them.

Because almost all the Japanese were either being blown away or on their way to being blown away!

As time went on, the screams of the Japanese soldiers gradually weakened until they finally fell silent.

Changmagou returned to peace again, but this peace was filled with the smell of blood and death.

On the battlefield, all that was left were scorched earth, wreckage and a few wisps of smoke.

Amid the scorched earth and wreckage lay guns that had been blown beyond all recognition, broken helmets, and the mutilated bodies of the devils.

Of course, there were also some Japanese soldiers who survived the explosion. They all seemed to have not recovered from the explosion yet, their heads were buzzing, and they were almost all concussed like pigs!

At this time, Duanwu waved his hand, and all the soldiers went out to attack and wipe out the surviving Japanese devils.

Long Qianyan and Ma Shanpao took the lead, leading Chunjianghao's team one and team two to encircle the enemy from two directions respectively.

The battlefield was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder and blood, which would make people feel nauseous just by sniffing it.

Some of the surviving devils lay on the ground groaning in pain, while others tried to struggle to get up, but their injuries made it impossible for them to do so.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair as they watched the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters approaching step by step, but they had no power to resist.

Long Qianyan saw a Japanese soldier trying to reach a rifle not far away with trembling hands. He rushed forward, kicked the rifle away, then raised the knife in his hand and slashed at the Japanese soldier's neck.

The devil let out a scream, blood gushed out from his neck, his body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Ma Shanpao took a few soldiers and surrounded a group of wounded Japanese soldiers.

The devils looked at them in horror, mumbling words of begging for mercy. But Ma Shanpao showed no mercy and shouted angrily: "You beasts, you have committed so many crimes on Chinese soil, today is your end!"

After that, the soldiers opened fire together and wiped out all the devils.

When all the Japanese invaders were wiped out, it was harvest time for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers, and they enjoyed it very much.

They shuttled through the scorched earth and wreckage, carefully searching for weapons that could still be used.

A new soldier picked up an almost new Type 38 rifle from beside the dead body of a Japanese soldier, blew away the dust on the gun gently, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

The experienced veterans were busy collecting the Japanese's bullet belts and hanging them on their bodies.

Today, the anti-Japanese brigade has no shortage of rifles, but what it lacks are bullets for training.

So experienced veterans know what is most important.

The guns that were deformed by the explosion but could still be repaired were carried aside by the soldiers and prepared to be taken back to the arsenal for secondary processing.

In addition to guns and ammunition, the soldiers also found a lot of the devil's dry food and medicine.

Although these dry rations were scattered by the blast, many of them were still intact. The soldiers were overjoyed. Some of them even secretly glanced at the captain, took advantage of Duanwu's inattention, stuffed a few mouthfuls into their mouths, and then laughed. But in fact, Duanwu didn't care about such a small matter. After all, only when you are full can you fight.

But the soldiers seemed to enjoy the feeling of stealing a bite of food.

Of course, there were also some righteous people who shouted loudly: "So-and-so stole the spoils."

Then everyone looked over.

The soldier was a little embarrassed: "I, I am trying the poison for everyone."

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Poison testing? Only he could say that. Could it be that the Japanese wanted to bring some poison for him to eat?

So the little soldier's words caused a burst of laughter.

Then Duanwu gave an order that if they were hungry, they should eat, because they would have to fight soon and might not have time to eat.

Duanwu also ordered that the medicines found must be properly stored.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces suffered heavy casualties in the battles, with more than 100 casualties during the battle against the Kitano Detachment.

And then, I'm afraid the Japanese won't be so easy to fool. Even if Duanwu wiped out nearly half of the enemy's troops, the enemy's troops were at least twice as many as his.

If a head-on fight breaks out, our troops will still be no match for the Japanese.

There is no way around it because the individual combat capability is there.

If it weren't for the weapons and ammunition purchased from Markov, it would be hard to say who would have won this battle.

At this time, Long Qianyan and Ma Shanpao were not idle either. While directing the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, they also paid attention to the surrounding situation to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

Long Qianyan picked up a Japanese command knife and looked at it carefully. There were exquisite patterns engraved on the blade, and it was flashing coldly in the moonlight.

He waved it gently and said, "This knife is good. It should be the one called Xiangcheng Guizi."

Long Qianyan pointed at Lieutenant Colonel Xiangcheng, whose face was blown beyond recognition.

He was pointing it at Ma Shanpao who was standing beside him.

Ma Shanpao took a look and said, "Long Qianyan, you have picked up a treasure. This is the knife used by the Japanese officers."

As he spoke, Ma Shanpao pulled out a sword from his waist and said, "It's not like mine. Mine is a general's sword. Hahaha!"

Ma Shan Pao's true colors were finally revealed.

Long Qianyan looked at the knife in his hand, then looked at the knife in Ma Shanpao's hand, and suddenly felt that the knife in his hand was not as good as before.

"Let's switch!"

Long Qianyan stretched out his hand to grab the knife from Ma Shanpao, but Ma Shanpao was also a shrewd man, and he ran away after showing off.

Long Qianyan chased after him, and the two of them actually started fighting.

Duanwu looked at the two people and felt that they were not 6. However, at this moment, the signalman came in a hurry to report: "Report to the captain, Jiujiao Gongbei called to ask why the Xiangcheng Battalion could not be contacted, and what was the explosion in the Changmagou area? Let us return quickly!"

(End of this chapter)