Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

As they approached the Japanese invaders, Duanwu drew another black blade from his lower back.

He's about to use a killing technique he hasn't used in a long time.

The seven Japanese soldiers were in different positions, and each was within the other's line of sight.

If they don't show some real skills during the Dragon Boat Festival, it might be difficult to control them.

Duanwu suddenly made his move. Just as the seven Japanese soldiers relaxed their guard and one of them turned around to grab a water bottle, he appeared behind them.

The black blade in his hand sliced ​​across the Japanese soldier's throat, and blood gushed out instantly. The Japanese soldier didn't even have time to groan before collapsing limply to the ground.

The other six Japanese soldiers heard the commotion and were about to turn around to check when Duanwu had already darted among them like a black shadow.

The black blade gleamed with a cold light, each thrust piercing the Japanese soldier's vitals with unparalleled precision.

Some Japanese soldiers had their throats slit, some had their hearts pierced, and others had been struck in the temple. In the blink of an eye, all seven Japanese soldiers fell to the ground without making a sound that could alert the lookout.

Duanwu quickly cleaned up the traces at the scene and then arrived at the gate of the armory.

With a single slash of his black blade through the crack in the door, the bolt, as thick as a thumb, snapped in two.

On Dragon Boat Festival, the two iron gates were pushed open, and the main gate slowly opened.

Ma Shanpao kept a close eye on things, waiting for the battalion commander to give the signal to attack.

But just then, as the gate opened a crack, a patrol of Japanese soldiers on the city wall of Fuyang County, patrolling from the west wall to the east wall, discovered the bodies of Japanese soldiers on the city wall.

"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack! Warn them out immediately!"

A Japanese platoon leader screamed in terror, and immediately a Japanese soldier fired a shot into the air.

Bang!

The gunshots rang out loudly in the darkness, instantly shattering the silence of the night.

Upon hearing the gunshot, Duanwu knew something was wrong.

But he reacted extremely quickly, rushing into the armory the instant the gun fired, while shouting to Ma Shanpao behind him: "Come in quickly, the Japanese have spotted us!"

Upon hearing the gunshots and Duanwu's order, Ma Shanpao did not hesitate at all and led the soldiers of the second team to rush into the armory.

As soon as they entered the Japanese armory, a piercing alarm sounded inside.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

While shooting down the Japanese machine gunners on the watchtower with Duanwu, Ma Shanpao asked Duanwu what to do now, because they had been discovered and had no choice but to fight the Japanese head-on.

Duanwu made a quick decision and ordered, "Don't panic. The Japanese barracks are to the north. We'll split into two groups. I'll take one team to deal with the Japanese in the barracks, and you take the rest to control the ammunition depot to prevent the Japanese from blowing up the munitions."

"Yes!" Ma
Shanpao received the order and immediately led a small group of soldiers toward the ammunition depot.

Duanwu led the main force of the second team to the Japanese barracks.

The gunfire had just begun, and the Japanese soldiers wouldn't be able to react quickly enough. This was the perfect opportunity to trap them all inside the barracks.

Once the Japanese troops are blocked, no matter how many Japanese soldiers there are, it won't make a difference.

Meanwhile, the Japanese soldiers inside the barracks, upon hearing the alarm, began to frantically get up, dress, and grab their weapons.

The Japanese soldiers were startled awake from their sleep, and they wandered around the cramped space like headless flies.

Some Japanese soldiers, still half asleep and not yet understanding the situation, were knocked off their feet by their comrades.

Some Japanese soldiers were barefoot, frantically searching for their shoes on the ground, but couldn't find them, and were sweating profusely with anxiety.

Some of the Japanese soldiers had their clothes on backwards, and the buttons were crookedly fastened, but they didn't bother to straighten them. "Baka! What's going on?"

A Japanese corporal shouted at the top of his lungs, still not understanding what was happening.

Just then, a Japanese soldier returned from outside, shouting, "Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!"

"idiot!"

The Japanese corporal was furious and immediately ordered, "Hurry up, all of you!"

In an instant, curses, shouts, and footsteps mingled together inside the barracks, creating complete chaos.

The Japanese soldiers rushed to the weapon racks, grabbing rifles, grenades, and other weapons.

Some Japanese soldiers even got into a fight over weapons, and in the chaos, they accidentally knocked over weapon racks, scattering guns and ammunition all over the ground, which triggered a new round of chaos.

"Quick, load the bullets!"

The Japanese corporal was shouting himself hoarse as he gave orders, but the Japanese soldiers all wanted to carry more ammunition on their bodies, and the corporal couldn't stop them at all.

He had no choice but to lead the prepared Japanese soldiers out of the barracks.

But what he didn't expect was that he was now being bombarded with bullets.

Duanwu had already taken advantage of this time to lead his men over, and machine guns and submachine guns opened fire on the Japanese soldiers who ran out of the barracks.

The dense, rain-like bullets swept in, accompanied by a chilling whistling sound, instantly engulfing the Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the barracks.

As soon as a Japanese soldier stepped out of the barracks, he was hit in the chest by several bullets. Blood gushed from the bullet holes, and he died with his eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

Another Japanese soldier tried to fire, but was hit in the arm by a bullet. He screamed and dropped his gun.

He tried to pick up the gun, but several more bullets followed, hitting him so hard that his skull flew off, splattering red and white bullets all over the ground.

Several Japanese soldiers shouted "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" in an attempt to disrupt the enemy's firepower deployment with sheer numbers.

But they were wrong; the enemy had far more bullets than they had imagined.

The four Japanese soldiers rushed out, but before they could even splash a drop of water, they were riddled with holes, like sieves.

In an instant, the open space outside the Japanese barracks was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers.

Seeing the horrific scene before him, the Japanese officer knew he could no longer charge recklessly; otherwise, as many of them made it out, many more would die.

The Japanese officer immediately ordered: "Retreat to the barracks! Hold the line and await reinforcements!"

Upon hearing the order, the surviving Japanese soldiers turned and fled back to their barracks like startled birds.

The soldiers of the second team, guns at the ready, were about to give chase, intending to wipe out all the Japanese soldiers.

But just then, Duanwu gave the order: "No one is allowed to pursue!"

The soldiers were surprised when they heard the order.

But military orders are absolute, and they immediately stopped and looked at Duanwu with a puzzled expression.

Duanwu explained, "The Japanese retreated to their barracks, intending to put up a stubborn resistance. If we rush in rashly, the terrain will be advantageous to them, while we will be put on the defensive and suffer unnecessary casualties."

As he spoke, Duanwu pointed to the alleyways leading to the barracks: "Now, set up machine guns in the passageways outside each barracks. If the Japanese dare to show their heads, fire immediately. Keep them all inside the barracks!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers suddenly understood and praised him in their hearts, thinking, "As expected of the battalion commander, he has so many ideas."

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers were like turtles hiding in their shells. They could stay inside if they wanted, but if they dared to show their faces, we'd blow their shells to smithereens! (End of Chapter)