Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

"God, you have been very kind to us! So many strongholds around here were attacked by the cold gun squad, but the county town didn't send any reinforcements! I didn't expect that we, Lao Zheng, actually got reinforcements. Haha, more than 150 devils, although a little, but a mosquito is still meat! Haha... Messenger, tell everyone to hide, and when the devils come, quickly deal with them!"

"Also, the signalman should send a telegram to Lao Kong and tell them that the Japanese have come out of the county town and ask them to wait!" Upon hearing the news about the Japanese, Captain Zheng was happy and issued a new order.

But, more than 150 Japanese soldiers became nothing more than mosquito legs in his mouth? In the past, he would probably treat them as equal opponents, right?

To the west, on the hilltop, the sniping operation against Jiulongguan was still going on. Of course, at this time, the snipers and the precision shooters could no longer find any trace of the devils, and the shooting was more of a deterrent, a stimulus, and a form of oppression. On Zhu Dantong's side, every once in a while, he would let the grenade launcher drop one or two grenades into the stronghold to blow it up and continue to oppress the devils.

In fact, according to their rhythm, the hundreds of Japanese and puppet troops in the Kowloon Pass store can be dealt with sooner or later if they just hold out! The method is very simple, throw some pepper bombs to stimulate them, and then blow up some houses, and the Japanese can be forced out of the house and shot.

In fact, at this time, incendiary bombs are more useful! Light a fire, and the Japanese dare not stay in the house, and they will be shot if they come out. However, due to technical reasons and the source of materials, the arsenal did not manufacture incendiary bombs in large quantities, but only equipped some for the special forces. Even because magnesium powder is difficult to obtain, not many flares were made.

Bang... Bang... Bang... From time to time, there were noises coming and going in Jiulongguan, which made the devils feel very frustrated. In the past, how could they have suffered such a loss? Now they were suppressed and beaten by the Eighth Route Army, which was really frustrating! At this time, Sasaki was curled up in the corner of his office, with an eight-immortal table on his head and several sandbags beside him.

As the highest commander of the stronghold, Sasaki was extremely frightened and closed his eyes, praying that reinforcements would arrive soon. As for commanding the troops? Whoever wants to go can go, anyway, showing your head means death!
Sasaki's performance was very poor and unbearable. It was obvious that he was a rookie with little combat experience. But who can blame him for having a good brother-in-law? He had to take good care of his brother-in-law...

In Sasaki's torment, an hour passed in a flash. For Sasaki, this hour was equivalent to three days of torment. For the Eighth Route Army, this hour was just a time to close their eyes and take a nap. Of course, the premise is that they are not afraid of the cold...

Rumble... The sound of the truck traveled back and forth in the valley and reached the ears of the soldiers in ambush. This made the soldiers open their eyes wide and look towards the valley to the east.

However, to the east of the ambush position were steep mountains and steep ridges, with only one road winding through the ravines, so we couldn't see anything. Fortunately, we were not in a hurry, as we had already done the 99 bows, so we didn't care about the last one...

Rumble... beep... creak... accompanied by the roar of cars, honking horns and even the sound of brakes, the Japanese convoy finally appeared at the easternmost part of the ambush circle. Then, the Japanese continued to move forward as if they had no idea, and all of them entered the ambush circle.

The 769th Regiment was a large regiment of 2000 people. They set up an ambush circle of two kilometers, but only 11 cars full of Japanese soldiers arrived and occupied only a small section of the ambush circle.

"Pass it on, try to save the car!" At this moment, the order passed from person to person reached the soldiers' ears. Although they didn't understand why, the soldiers still passed it on. "Pass it on, save the car... pass it on... oh, I'm the last one!"

When the last soldier passed on the order, the Japanese convoy had already reached the middle of the ambush circle. So, after the battalion commander fired a shot, the entire ambush position opened fire on the convoy. For a moment, all kinds of gunfire rang out in the valley, and there were even shotguns firing...

"Alright, stay alert, the 2nd Company of the 1st Battalion will rush down to eliminate the remaining enemies!" After only one minute of exchange of fire, the Japanese convoy had no resistance at all. The troops deployed on the ridges on both sides of the valley had a height advantage, and the crossfire from both sides gave the Japanese no time or angle to dodge. They were quickly killed or wounded, waiting to be finally eliminated.

After receiving the order, the soldiers of the 2nd Company carefully went down into the valley and killed the corpses of the Japanese soldiers one by one, not letting any of them go.

"Report to the regiment commander, everything has been resolved. All 159 Japanese soldiers, not a single one left, all killed! By the way, among the 11 trucks, the wheels of 5 were blown out, the others are fine!" reported a battalion commander.

"Is this the problem? Very good, let the militia go up and clean up the battlefield, and distribute the captured Type 38 rifles to the militia, we don't need them!" said Captain Zheng.

"Hehe, what you said sounds so much like the boy who spreads wealth." The 1st Battalion Commander chuckled and continued, "When we were able to seize a few Type rifles, we were very happy for a long time, but they didn't care about it anymore and gave all to the brother troops! Now, it's our turn to spread wealth! However, who would want to use a Type rifle when they have a semi-automatic rifle?"

"Even the war can't stop you from talking, right? Go and see if there are any supplies on the train. Pick out the rare ones and give them to the guerrilla comrades later! Forget about the canned beef. The Japanese's canned beef now contains either cow blood or other messy things. It's not as good as canned fish! Looking at this can, I dare to conclude that their war resources are already scarce, and the Japanese can't hold on any longer!"

Listening to the complaints of Captain Zheng, the 1st Battalion Commander nodded in agreement, indicating that he also thought so. After thinking for a while, he said: "I looked at the bodies of those devils. Some of them were obviously children who had not grown up. I don't know what the devils were thinking. The children were all sent to the battlefield!"

"Really? It seems that the human resources of the Japs are also running out! Work hard, the Japs are like grasshoppers in autumn, they won't be able to jump for a few more days! Hold on, we will become stronger and stronger, and the Japs will become weaker and weaker. Young and old will all go to the battlefield, we will always be able to wear them down!" As Captain Zheng spoke, there was light in his eyes and hope for victory.

"Okay, send a telegram to Lao Kong and tell him to get started. Jiulongguan is ours!" (End of this chapter)