Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Yamamoto Ikki wanted to fight silently, but the special forces members didn't think so. They were thinking about how to resolve the battle in the simplest and most brutal way!

Therefore, Lowe killed the Japanese scout silently, and when the observation post found the Japanese's trace, he issued an order with the sound of crows. The content of the order was also formulated long ago, first give the Japanese a wave of grenades, so that the Japanese can feel the warm greetings from the people of the base area!
So, a few seconds after the grenade was thrown, there was a booming explosion at the foot of the mountain, and in between there were dull hums and loud shouts. During this time, there were also bright flashes, which made the surrounding mountains clearly illuminated. That's right, this is a stun bomb, commonly known as a flash bomb, and the special forces have been equipped with it!

"Another wave!" After the grenades exploded, Lowe did not rashly send anyone forward, but ordered another wave. So, grenades fell from the sky again, and exploded at the foot of the mountain.

When the second round of grenades exploded, more than 100 grenades had fallen down the mountain, and the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder and the unique pungent smell of chili smoke. Well, someone threw the chili grenades down, which really meant that they didn't intend to let the Japanese have an easy time.

At this time, the sound of artillery shells flying in the sky came from the direction of the village, and soon a light lit up in the air and was slowly descending. That's right, the Eighth Route Army's rare flares are equipped by the special forces. In order to take care of Yamamoto's special forces tonight, they brought 8 of them, fearing that they would not be enough!
In front of the mountain, flares emitted strong light in the air, illuminating the valley where Yamamoto's team was located, and making it impossible for Yamamoto and his team to hide. The Japanese soldiers, who had just been baptized by a wave of grenades and had not yet recovered from the flash of the stun bombs and were still stimulated by the chili smoke, were now moving around in the valley like headless flies, without any rules at all.

Of course, these are living Japanese special agents. Those who are dead are really dead and do not move at all in the light of the flares.

"Da da da... Da da da..." Without any orders, the sound of submachine guns could be heard from the cliff. Countless bullets flew towards the devils from different angles with a little red light in the dark night. Suddenly, blood flowers burst out from the bodies of the devils who were moving around randomly, and then they fell to the ground twisted and helpless, with blood gushing out of their bodies.

In just one flare, the mountain fell into silence, as if nothing had happened. Of course, the bloody smell rising to the sky reminded people that there were many Japanese dead at the foot of the mountain, and not just one, but many Japanese!
However, none of the special forces on the mountain went down to check the situation, but waited quietly on the mountain, waiting for the next order. According to the plan, they were only a combat unit, and there were also quick reaction companies waiting in other parts of the valley. Once the Japanese reached the cliff, they would have no chance to escape.

Therefore, the special forces were not in a hurry, just waiting. If there were any wounded Japanese soldiers still alive, they would be dealt with by the comrades of the quick reaction company! Of course, the premise was that the wounded Japanese soldiers could survive until tomorrow morning. Moreover, they had to survive the second round of attacks!
What is the second round of attack? Look, after using the flashlight to signal, a group of people approached quickly from the direction of Zhaojiayu. There were not many of them, only about 20 people, but they all carried a bundle of dry corn stalks with leaves on their shoulders.

After these people came running over with a clatter, they started throwing corn stalks down the mountain without saying a word, and then watched the fun from the side.

Then, an older man dressed as a militiaman scattered a small bag of chili peppers on the corn stalks at the foot of the mountain.

Whoosh... a lit torch was thrown down, and soon thick smoke rose from the bottom of the mountain, followed by flames, illuminating the entire cliff wall red!
Diagonally opposite the cliff, on the top of the mountain, Political Commissar Zhao and Li Yuexuan had already moved here, accompanied by the joyful Li Yunlong and the soldiers of the special service squad.

Because of the angle, they could see it very clearly! They saw that under the cliff across the way, the corn stalks had already started to burn up to several meters high, and thick smoke mixed with the pungent smell of chili peppers echoed in the valley. In the reflection of the flames, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in all directions, some of them were more than 100 meters away from the cliff, and some were directly in the fire. Fortunately, in the fire, a Japanese soldier actually woke up, but his body had been ignited, and he could only roll around in the fire, and soon there was no movement.

But more of the devils were motionless, probably really dead! Of course, maybe some could endure it, but what's the harm? After Li Yuexuan waved his hand, the soldiers of the special service squad raised their guns one by one, and shot at the devils who fell to the ground one by one from more than 300 meters away.

“Isn’t this too cruel?” On the top of the cliff diagonally opposite, the old man who had just thrown the dried chilies glanced down the mountain and muttered softly.

"Is it cruel? Not enough? Uncle Three, think about those people in our village who were buried alive by the Japanese, think about Old Yutou who was burned to death on the kang by the Japanese, we have been very kind!" At this moment, a young man spoke up to refute Uncle Three's words.

"Xiao Meng, you are still too young! When we catch the Japanese alive one day, we can't treat them in such a bloody way! Just lock them in a cave, then light a pile of corn stalks like this at the entrance of the cave, and then pour some water on it, that would be good!" The third uncle retorted.

"Hiss... Uncle, you should add some more chili! This is what you mean..." Xiao Meng took a breath of the thick smoke, suppressed the urge to cough, and did not forget to give the old man a thumbs up.

"Okay, the Japanese special forces have been dealt with!" At this time, where Li Yuexuan was, Political Commissar Zhao spoke up: "Captain, it's time for us to act!"

"Haha, Lao Zhao is right, it's time for us to act! Signalman, send a message to the Beishan Detachment - the operation is going smoothly, the curtain is raised, and the show is about to begin!"

"Yes!" In the darkness, the sound of soldiers running away was heard.

Soon, radio waves were emitted from the village of Zhaojiayu and transmitted to the radio station of Beishan Branch. Then the telephone and telegraph that belonged to Beishan Branch started to work one after another, and the news was transmitted to the surrounding bases and combat units. Yamamoto's special forces had become history, and the real show had begun! (End of this chapter)