Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 3028 Digging Up Japanese Graves!

Under the soldiers' fierce firepower, the Japanese soldiers were unable to mount any effective resistance.

They could only struggle and howl like lambs to the slaughter amidst a hail of bullets.

Before long, the minefield was filled with the corpses of Japanese soldiers lying haphazardly.

Standing on high ground, Long Qianyan looked at the horrific battlefield before him and exclaimed, "The tactics invented by the battalion commander are really effective. When the troop strength is roughly equal, as long as the ambush is successful, the Japanese devils have almost no chance to resist."

Unfortunately, they were not well prepared this time, and the Japanese soldiers in the last few trucks escaped.

Long Qianyan felt it was a bit of a pity, but he did get three trucks that hadn't been destroyed, which could be used to carry some weapons and ammunition, as well as some weak miners.

Thinking of this, Long Qianyan didn't feel so bad anymore; at least the Japanese had given him three trucks.

He immediately ordered his soldiers to clean up the battlefield and clear the mountain road so that the trucks could be driven ahead.

When they saw the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers escorting the three captured trucks and the mountain of Japanese military supplies, their expressions instantly became quite interesting.

His mouth was wide open, as if he could fit an egg in it. Then, an excited expression spread across his face, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Unable to contain their curiosity and excitement any longer, they swarmed around the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers, bombarding them with questions.

A small, thin miner pushed his way to the front, grabbed a soldier's sleeve, and asked eagerly, "Comrade, did you shoot down all these trucks? That's amazing!"

Another, slightly older miner stared intently at the weapons and ammunition, stammering, "These... so many weapons, will they all be distributed to us?"

The soldiers smiled and patiently answered each question, creating a lively scene.

At this moment, Watanabe, Suzuki, and other Japanese soldiers, seeing this scene before them, felt a mix of emotions, and they couldn't suppress the urge to cry.

Their eyes were fixed on the clothes on the truck, their gazes filled with grief and indignation.

Those comrades not only died without a burial place, but were also stripped naked and left to rot in the wilderness. This was an utter disgrace to the Imperial Japanese Army.

Watanabe gritted his teeth, his lips bleeding, and cursed under his breath, "Damn it, these despicable anti-Japanese guerrillas don't even spare the dead."

Suzuki looked distressed, tears welling in his eyes, and choked out, "This... what are we going to do? How are we going to explain this when we get back? The Imperial Army suffered heavy losses in this battle; I don't even know how to write this report!"

"Ugh!"

Cangjing, standing to the side, also sighed helplessly, because they had already done their best.

On the contrary, Long Qianyan was very happy at this moment.

Long Qianyan looked at the clothes that had been stripped off, a slight smile of satisfaction appearing on his lips.

Because he knew very well that with so many new miners joining the Anti-Japanese United Army, the most pressing need was for clothing.

Although the Japanese soldiers' clothes were a different color from the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army uniforms, they could be dyed to make do. These hundreds of sets of clothes, while not solving all the new recruits' clothing problems, at least solved some of them.

The rest is up to the captain to figure out!
Little did he know that when Duanwu heard that Long Qianyan had recruited six or seven thousand new soldiers, he was leading his men back to dig up the graves of the Japanese devils.

They had buried all the Japanese soldiers they had killed, and they couldn't take the bullets or guns with them, let alone the Japanese soldiers' clothes.

So Duanwu ordered the remaining troops of Chunjiang's First Team to meet Long Qianyan, while on the other side he and Mashanpao turned back to dig up the Japanese corpses and strip them of their clothes. There were six or seven thousand of them! Where was he going to find so many uniforms? Even buying them on the spot wouldn't be enough.

So Duanwu immediately led the Chunjiang Good Team Two, and they rushed back to take off their clothes while it was still hot.

Soon, Duanwu and Chunjiang Hao's second team arrived at the place where the Japanese soldiers had been buried.

He immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brothers, hurry up! Time is of the essence. We need to dig out those Japanese soldiers and strip them of their uniforms as soon as possible."

The soldiers naturally knew what was going on. Without saying a word, they grabbed shovels and other tools and rushed toward the Japanese soldiers' graves.

Some soldiers used shovels to quickly dig away the soil on the grave mound, while others squatted beside it, their eyes fixed on the soil they had dug away. As soon as they saw the Japanese soldiers' bodies exposed, they would immediately reach out and pull them out.

"Hey, this Japanese soldier has quite a lot on him."

After stripping clothes off a Japanese soldier's corpse, a soldier took out some ammunition and two silver dollars from the soldier's pockets and excitedly showed them off to the people next to him.

"Hurry up, stop showing off. It's just two silver dollars. Maybe the other Japanese soldiers have more. We were in such a rush before that we didn't even get to take everything off the Japanese soldiers."

Another soldier urged him on, but he didn't stop tearing off his clothes for a moment.

The scene was bustling with activity.

The soldiers fought scrambled to grab the items, full of energy, and in no time, a small mountain of Japanese soldiers' clothes had been piled up on the ground.

Looking at the mountain of clothes, Duanwu smiled with satisfaction and said loudly, "Brothers, well done! With these clothes, we can solve most of the clothing problem for our new recruits."

"Yes!"

The soldiers accepted the order and immediately resumed their work with great enthusiasm.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, the defeated Japanese officer, leading his remaining troops, fled five kilometers in a disheveled state before frantically shouting to the communications soldier, "Quickly, quickly send a telegram to Commander Ito and report our encounter truthfully."

The communications soldier, panting heavily, began tapping the transmitter with trembling fingers to send a message to Commander Ito.

Meanwhile, the Japanese officer paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "We're doomed! We've lost so many troops this time. I wonder how Commander Ito will reprimand us!"

But no matter how much he didn't want to face the facts, the telegram was still sent.

Meanwhile, Commander Ito was taking a nap in his office.

Because tonight's battle was crucial to his rank and status in the army, he didn't dare go back to his more comfortable bedroom to sleep.

However, at that moment, a communications soldier with a solemn expression handed over a telegram, which woke Ito up.

Ito opened the telegram, his face growing increasingly grim as he read. Finally, he trembled with rage, slammed his hands on the table, and roared, "Baka yarou! These idiots! They've lost nearly 80% of our defensive forces! How am I supposed to explain this to headquarters?!"

He paced angrily back and forth in the office, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Suddenly, he stopped and roared at a Japanese officer beside him, "Summon Section Chief Kitahara here immediately, along with all the staff officers at headquarters! Call them all to the conference room! I need to hold an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures. Also, find out exactly what caused this disastrous defeat, and I will severely punish those who neglected their duties!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese officer was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He nodded hurriedly and then rushed out to convey Commander Ito's orders!