Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 950 Sorrow

The Eighth Route Army has very strict troop discipline, and there are not many commanders like Li Yunlong.

The Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points had basically penetrated into commanders at all levels. After seeing the white flag of surrender of the Japanese, the company commander Han Liang ordered to stop the attack.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he still accepted the surrender of the Japanese.

It was just daybreak and the visibility was not clear yet. Han Liang was not in a hurry to arrange for the soldiers to accept the surrender. He wanted to wait until the weather was better before taking any action. After all, he didn't know whether the Japanese would play some shady tricks and end up with a fight to the death.

The red sun rose from the east, shining its light into the valley through the clouds. The morning light was like a sharp sword piercing the bottom of the cliff, and a flock of birds also circled across the valley.

The early bird catches the worm, and various animals in the mountains and forests have also begun their journey of foraging for food.

With the help of the soft light of the early morning, Han Liang led more than 30 soldiers down from Yingzui Cliff and began to accept the surrender of the Japanese.

The soldiers were divided into two teams, one to be on guard and the other to accept surrender.

Although there was a language barrier, the posture of the Japanese soldiers kneeling on the ground with their hands raised above their heads was still pleasing to the eye.

Every soldier remembers the evil deeds committed by the Japanese in China.

Although there are disciplinary constraints, some small actions are inevitable when taking action, such as kicking the person to the ground roughly, then stepping on him hard, tightening him with a rope, using hands and feet when tightening the rope, and finally tying a pig-killing noose to finish him off.

Han Liang chose to turn a blind eye to the soldiers' small actions. After all, not killing these devils was already a mercy outside the law.

Among the dozen or so Japanese devils, the one with the highest rank was a sergeant, who was pushed by the soldiers to the side of Han Liang.

Perhaps to facilitate questioning, the sergeant was not tied up like a pig.

He who had always been domineering and overbearing had lost his former cruelty and arrogance at this moment. He lowered his head and said, "We - surrender, and request - not to be killed!"

Although there were only a few words, they were a mixture of Chinese and Japanese. Fortunately, Bu Sha was speaking Chinese, so Han Liang could understand it.

As a company commander, he could not act like an ordinary soldier. He first repeated the discipline of the Eighth Route Army with a serious expression.

Since they were speaking in Chinese, the sergeant naturally didn't understand, but he could tell from Han Liang's expression and actions that his life was saved.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a crisp gunshot rang out across the forest.

A bullet coming from nowhere pierced Han Liang's neck.

With a spurt of blood, he slowly fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, he still tried his best to issue orders, "Enemy attack, hide."

The order had been given, but the last word was barely audible.

"Da da da~~"

"Ping Ping Ping~"

The sounds of Thompsons and rifles rang out from high above, and countless bullets flew down from high above, mercilessly hitting the soldiers.

Faced with the sudden attack, the soldiers began to look for cover to hide.

Unfortunately, the enemy was on a high ground and had a clear view of their movements. Even if they hid in a bunker, they would immediately be attacked by indirect fire from grenade launchers.

In an instant, Yingzui Cliff became a battlefield again, but this time it was the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were ambushed.

Yamamoto's special forces had excellent marksmanship and wiped out all the men at the bottom of the cliff in less than twenty minutes.

Of course, this also includes the dozen or so Japanese devils who just surrendered.

Yamamoto's violent character was fully demonstrated at this moment. He wanted to kill any comrade-in-arms who stood in his way. The battle ended cleanly and neatly. No one knew who was behind the shooting, whether it was the Eighth Route Army or the Japanese.

A battle took place at the foot of the cliff. The deputy company commander on the cliff saw it all clearly. Seeing his comrades falling in a pool of blood one after another, his heart was broken. He immediately ordered the soldiers to fight back against Yamamoto's special forces.

After all, they were at a high place with a wide field of vision, so they could still find the location of Yamamoto's special forces.

However, as they opened fire, they also exposed their position.

What followed was a sniper roll call and mortar bombardment, and at the same time Yoshino Rice joined the meeting from the flank.

Yoshino Han's tactical skills were deeply inherited from Yamamoto, and this time his roundabout moves were very accurate.

Almost at the same time when the deputy company commander exposed his position, he stabbed the third company's back like a sharp knife.

Due to terrain restrictions, close combat was imminent.

The battle on Eagle's Beak Cliff was equally brutal. The shooting distance between the two sides was very short, probably only a few dozen meters.

This kind of long-distance fighting is the Eighth Route Army's strong point, because with just one charge they can rush to the enemy's side and engage in hand-to-hand combat, and then win with their fearless fighting style.

This is what the deputy company commander thought, but the reality is cruel.

The powerful firepower of the Thompson equipped by the special forces at this distance before the charge made it impossible for them to get close.

After a round of strafing, the deputy company commander was shot and fell in a pool of blood, and the other soldiers, like him, all fell on the way to the charge.

The deputy company commander fell and other soldiers also died.

Upon seeing this, the remaining soldiers' eyes immediately turned red, and they picked up their usable weapons and charged towards Yoshino Rice again.

The battle cannot be resolved by just passion; the gap in weapons and equipment is a huge chasm.

The special forces led by Yoshino slaughtered the brave Eighth Route Army soldiers with their absolute advantage in weapons.

The soldiers fell one by one, and their blood soon dyed the hillside red.

Under the red morning sun, bright red blood flowed down the cliff. After making countless sacrifices, the soldiers finally rushed to the enemy.

At this moment, they were already blood-thirsty, and in their scarlet eyes were only these demons who slaughtered their comrades.

The only way to deal with the devil is to smash it to pieces and relieve the hatred in your heart.

So, the first soldier rushed in and pulled the string of the grenade.

Yoshino was obviously prepared for the fighters' actions.

Without him issuing any orders, a special forces member pulled a rope beside him, and then a bamboo pole popped out from the side, pulling the soldier who was ready to die together to the bottom of the cliff.

Unable to die together with the enemy, the soldier let out an unwilling scream the moment he fell off the cliff!

what----

The sound echoed in the mountains and forests and could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

After three consecutive explosions, the brave soldier was left with no trace left.

Faced with the suicidal charge of the last few fighters, Yoshino Hanami handled it calmly.