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Chapter 560 Chapter 559, Too Clingy
Bai Dashan was indeed a little confused, because according to the normal process, they should have destroyed the Japanese convoy here, and then the Japanese in the stronghold heard the noise and came out to check. Bai Dabao and his men who were hiding on the western mountain named them one by one, and finally beat the Japanese so hard that they dared not show up, and then they fired one or two more artillery shells at them.

Although this is a simple plan, it should be very effective if it is carried out at a normal pace! However, the truck carrying supplies was hit, and the Japanese did not respond at all, not even showing their heads!
"Company commander, what should we do?" After confirming again that no Japanese troops had emerged from the stronghold, a soldier named Wang Quan asked Bai Dashan how to respond.

"What should we do?" Bai Dashan thought for a moment, then said, "Well, Wang Quan, take Sanfei, Sixi, and Wubao with you, and the four of you go to the car and take a look. If the car is not broken, drag the driver out and throw him on the ground. You drive directly around Guguan and head southwest, and park the car more than 500 meters away from the stronghold, and find high ground to fight on the spot."

"Remember, when you are driving, you don't need to pay attention to the reactions in the enemy's stronghold, and don't worry about the enemy shooting at you. We, and those on the western hills, are waiting for the enemy to show up!"

"Company commander, you want to use these four trucks to drive over and lure the Japanese out to kill them, right?" Wang Quan seemed to understand something.

"Well, this is just one of the purposes. Don't you think these four trucks of supplies are good things? Drive the cars back, and the supplies on the cars will just be enough for us as New Year's goods!" Bai Dashan said with a smile.

"I understand!" Wang Quan put away the Qi Lali light machine gun, took Sanfei and the others with him, and followed the path to the road at the foot of the mountain.

Because of the distance and direction, the drivers of the four trucks were just facing the muzzle of the gun. They were all shot in the head and dead. There were four Japanese bodies scattered beside the trucks. They were the Japanese escorts who were also shot dead. Wang Quan and his team carefully moved to the front of the truck and carefully checked the supplies in the truck bed before reaching the door.

After opening the broken door, the driver's body fell forward and he himself fell to the ground. Because the car was not turned off, the four soldiers started the car easily and rumbled towards the Guguan Great Wall stronghold. Then, at a fork in the road not far from the stronghold, the truck drove to the main road to the west and did not turn towards the stronghold.

At this time, the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold heard the sound of the car and became excited. They could not hear the gunshots, but they must hear the trucks delivering supplies.

However, just as the puppet army and the Japanese were looking forward to the arrival of new supplies, they found that the sound of the truck that was supposed to enter the base was getting farther and farther away. At this time, the puppet army came out of the house to see what was going on. On the artillery tower in the base, a Japanese sentry also showed his face from the observation port.

On the western hill, Bai Dabao's telescope witnessed all this happening, and he naturally knew what to do next. When the truck drove to the side of the stronghold, he raised his precision marksman rifle and aimed at the observation port of the turret. When the Japanese soldier in the turret showed his face from the observation port to observe the situation, he fired a shot, and the Japanese soldier who was observing was shot in the face and fell in the turret.

"What?" The Japanese soldiers in the turret looked at the Japanese sentry kicking his legs and shouted in disbelief. Then, the Japanese soldiers seemed to realize something, and they all took their weapons in their hands and went to their shooting positions. As a result, several Japanese faces appeared on the turret.

"We've been waiting for you to show up, free shooting!" Whether on the west hill or on the east side of Baida Mountain, everyone got excited when they saw the Japanese soldiers showing up. So, the precision marksman rifles fired in unison, and the bullets whizzed into the Japanese soldiers' shooting holes and observation holes, killing another five Japanese soldiers in the turret.

Although the enemy's turret was very solid, the heavy masonry walls were ineffective against the precise sniping of the precision shooters. "Baga, we are under attack. Don't shoot directly at the frontal firing holes and observation holes. Pay attention to the side fire, side fire!" The commander in the turret gave orders while answering the phone: "Hayi, yes, we are under attack by the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army has a small number of people, but their marksmanship is very good. They hit our soldiers very accurately. We have lost 6... 8 soldiers in the battle."

"Baga, why are the Eighth Route Army suddenly attacking us?" In the bungalow under the artillery tower, a Japanese soldier with the rank of captain put down the phone, muttered in confusion, and then did not dial again. Instead, he called the signalman and asked him to send a telegram to Jingxing County for help and request to send troops to support them.

While the Japanese signalman was sending the message, the captain ordered all the Japanese puppet troops in the store to move into the bunker fortifications to prepare for the upcoming battle for the stronghold.

Just his order made Bai Dabao, who had the advantage of height, very happy! The Japanese soldiers who had been nowhere to be found just now now ran out by themselves. Some of them were even wearing single clothes, and it was obvious that they were sleeping in a warm house.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers cooperating well and appearing in the field of vision, the two precision shooters on the west hill were also not ambiguous. Bai Dabao and another soldier kept shooting and soon emptied the 20-round magazine. As for the results of the battle, no less than 20 bodies had fallen in the yard and at the gate of the Japanese stronghold.

At this time, the Japanese finally all entered the bunker, and the puppet soldiers no longer dared to roast sweet potatoes and chat in the house. They all got into combat positions, and everything seemed safe.

But before the Japanese could breathe a sigh of relief, grenades from a grenade launcher came at them from a very low angle and exploded on the outer walls of several bunkers.

This caused a huge commotion. No matter how slow the Japanese were, they knew that the matter was not simple, so after reacting for three seconds, they sent another telegram to Jingxing.

Radio waves were invisible, but it was common to destroy telephone lines before a battle, so the Japanese sent a telegram directly, which Bai Dabao and his men could guess. So, after firing a few more shots at the stronghold, Bai Dashan led his men back to the western hilltop, and finally the entire squad disappeared alive on the battlefield.

That's right, we didn't intend to take down this stronghold, and continuing to consume here would not have a good result, so it would be better to evacuate temporarily and come back. So soon, the group came to the location where the trucks were parked for supplies and re-checked the supplies sent to the devils.

"You know what, the food the Japanese eat is really great. The meat is so thick and it's so tempting!" The soldiers said sincerely as they looked at the red and white pork on the truck.

(End of this chapter)