Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Duanwu gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and drove the truck hard towards the Japanese who were blocking the road ahead.

The Japanese soldiers were holding their guns, ready to shoot, but they never expected Duanwu to be so crazy and drive a truck straight towards them. They were frightened and fled in panic.

"Baga! Get out of the way!"

A Japanese squad leader shouted at the top of his lungs, but it was too late.

The truck was moving at an extremely fast speed, like a wall, knocking several Japanese soldiers flying in an instant. Their bodies drew tragic arcs in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, blood splattering and screaming.

Duanwu showed no intention of slowing down and the truck continued to rush forward. The Japanese soldiers tried to avoid it wherever it went, but many unlucky ones were still knocked down or run over.

Some of the Japanese soldiers had their legs broken and lay on the ground wailing in pain; some were run over by the wheels and died on the spot, their bodies twisted beyond recognition.

"Stop him! Stop him quickly!"

The Japs were shouting in frustration, but facing this crazy truck, they were completely helpless.

Some Japanese soldiers tried to block the attack with their bodies, but were ruthlessly knocked away by the trucks like kites with broken strings.

Duanwu drove the truck left and right, and cut a bloody path through the Japanese camp.

The windshield of the car was splattered with the blood of the Japanese devils, blurring Duanwu's vision. Duanwu smashed the front windshield with one punch.

As soon as he broke the glass, he saw another group of Japanese soldiers appearing in front of him. They set up machine guns and tried to force the truck to stop with firepower.

A sneer appeared on Duanwu's lips. He slammed the steering wheel and the truck made a big turn, throwing all the incoming bullets to one side, and then rushed towards the Japanese machine gun position again.

At this time, the bullets in the Japanese machine gun had been used up and the Japanese were hurriedly changing bullets.

But at this moment, the truck was approaching.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers turned pale with fright, dropped their machine guns and fled in all directions.

The truck ran over the Japanese's makeshift machine gun position, bending the machine gun into a useless fire stick.

The Japanese were so angry that they screamed and yelled, but there was nothing they could do.

The Duanwu trucks rushed through the enemy camp as if they were in an empty space. Although the enemy shot at the trucks, most of the shots hit the metal sheets of the trucks, causing no effective damage to the trucks.

So, after a fierce chase, Duanwu drove the truck and safely escaped from the Japanese camp.

But the Japanese naturally would not let Duanwu leave like that, and some of them had already found transportation and shouted at the other Japanese to get out of the way, and then Feng also chased after Duanwu.

Some Japanese soldiers were standing on trucks or sitting in the sidecars of sidecar motorcycles and shooting at Duanwu's vehicle.

Bullets rained down on the truck's metal, making banging noises and sending sparks flying.

Suddenly, a bullet pierced the rear tire and the tail of the truck began to swing.

Upon seeing this, Duanwu quickly gripped the steering wheel and tried to straighten the position of the vehicle so that it would not rush off the roadbed and hit a tree on the roadside.

But with this, the enemy's vehicle was getting closer and closer. A Japanese officer shouted excitedly: "Hit him, hit him. Chase him and catch him!"

The Japanese car accelerated, and the driver even stepped on the accelerator into the gas tank.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, suddenly, intensive gunfire and the sound of shells breaking through the air were heard from the woods on both sides of the mountain road.

"No, there's an ambush!"

The Japanese officers were horrified. However, at this moment, shells were whistling in, like a hailstorm.

boom! boom! boom!
The explosion was deafening and flames shot up into the sky.

The Japanese vehicles instantly went out of control. Some were hit directly by artillery shells and caught fire; others were overturned by the blast and rolled on the road, making a harsh metal friction sound.

The Japanese were caught off guard by the sudden attack and they climbed out of the out-of-control vehicles and fled in all directions.

They dodged the dense bullets and shouted in fear: "Baga! What's going on?"

Duanwu saw this scene from the rearview mirror and laughed, because he knew that it must be Lao Ma coming.

And sure enough, a loud shout came from the woods. It was Ma Ping'an: "Hit them, hit them hard. There are not many Japanese, we can eat as many as we can!"

Following Ma Ping'an's order, the soldiers from Chunjianghao's first and second teams rushed out of the woods one after another.

They held submachine guns and fired at the Japanese.

Da da da! …

The dense bullets from the submachine gun poured down on the Japs like a rainstorm.

Before the Japanese had time to react, they were stunned by the sudden firepower.

Some of the Japs were hit in the arms by bullets just as they raised their guns, and the guns in their hands fell to the ground with a clang; some of the Japs turned around and tried to run, but were hit in the back by bullets, staggered and fell to the ground, and were never able to get up again.

At this time, Chunjianghao's second team made a flanking move. They charged and fired at the same time, and actually drove the Japanese in the opposite direction of the Japanese camp.

In other words, Ma Ping'an's plan this time was not just to save people, but probably had a bigger plan.

"Hit them! Don't let the Japs go back!"

The Mashan cannon roared and fired, and the Japanese fell down wherever the bullets hit.

A Japanese officer waved his command knife and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hold on, hold on!"

But his voice was soon drowned out by the sound of submachine gun fire and the screams of the Japanese.

Ma Shanpao took the lead, aimed at the howling Japanese officer, quickly pulled the trigger, and fired a volley of bullets that turned the opponent into a hornet's nest.

The Japanese soldiers were beaten by the two sudden anti-Japanese fighters and had no power to fight back. They fled in all directions, some trying to escape, while others were looking for shelter.

But the firepower of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' submachine guns was too strong, giving them no chance to breathe.

The bullets seemed to have eyes and chased the Japanese.

Even some Japanese soldiers who hid behind cars could not escape the disaster. The cars were soon riddled with holes from bullets and quickly caught fire, burning the Japanese soldiers hiding underneath so hard that they cried for their parents.

Ma Ping'an rushed to the front with a submachine gun in hand. He pulled the trigger and ordered, "Shoot hard. There are not many Japanese soldiers, we can kill as many as we can! It's best not to let any of them go back!"

"Yes!"

The nearby Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers roared and charged into the enemy's ranks like a group of hungry wolves.

When they ran out of bullets, they engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Some drew their bayonets, while others drew the machetes they carried on their backs.

The 29th Army's broadsword skills were used, and the Japanese soldiers cried for their parents! (End of this chapter)