Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

When the sun was high in the sky, the village of Yangtou Cliff became lively. Some women and children who were hiding in the tunnels came out of the tunnels after listening to their men, brothers, sons, and elder brothers talking about what was happening outside. Then, the women returned to their homes to cook, while the children ran around in the open space, basking in the morning sunshine.

However, the villagers’ range of activities was strictly restricted. They were not allowed to go to the west of the village as that was a battlefield and they were not allowed to cause trouble.

The villagers could not go to the west, but the militiamen in the village could. For example, the militia captain Yang Chengtai pushed a cart full of blood-stained clothes and rushed over from the west.

"Mother, where did you get this water from?" Seeing his wife carrying two buckets of water towards home, Yang Chengtai hurriedly shouted.

"Isn't it just over there on the stone platform in the south of the village? What's wrong with you?" Seeing her husband's face was a little yellow and his mouth was still twitching, the eldest sister-in-law of the Yang family quickly put down the burden, wiped her hands, and walked towards the cart. But before she walked in, she was overwhelmed by the strong smell of blood, and she tilted her head and vomited on the side of the road.

"You are pregnant and cannot bear to see these bloody things. Go home and hide them quickly! Also, don't use the water in the river to cook..." Yang Chengtai quickly put down the cart and went to help his wife.

"What's going on? These..." Yang's wife pointed at the bloody clothes on the cart and asked, "Are these from the Japanese or the Eighth Route Army?"

"Hey, these are all from the Japanese! Are you okay? You didn't see that. The big fields in the west of the village are full of Japanese and puppet soldiers who were blown to pieces. Even the river is full of dead arms and legs. The water in the river is dyed red! So, I think you shouldn't drink this water now, for fear of getting a stomachache! Look, these clothes were taken from the Japanese and puppet soldiers. You need to wash them before you use them!"

"Well, when you go back to the village, ask our mother to take the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the ninth grandmother and others to the river to help wash these clothes. The team said that you will be rewarded after the washing is done!" Yang Chengtai said.

"You mean, we really won a great victory?" After vomiting, Yang's sister-in-law's stomach felt better. After taking another look at the cart, she hooked the bucket with the iron hook again, straightened her back, and continued to walk towards the village, saying as she walked, "You are also a fool. The water in the stream flows from east to west, and the bloody water also flows to the west... Really!"

"Ah? Oh? So that's it..." Yang Chengtai turned around and touched his head, only to see a group of young militiamen winking at him.

"Stop squinting your eyes, or you'll get cross-eyed! Let's go and take these bloody clothes to the stone platform and pile them up. After they're washed, I'll shamelessly go and ask my third brother to see if we can get some military uniforms for our militiamen to wear." After Yang Chengtai finished speaking, he pushed the cart forward, then turned south on the dirt road outside the village and headed all the way to the river.

The third brother he mentioned was about 3 kilometers west of Yangtou Cliff, holding a semi-automatic rifle in his hand, staring at the direction of Lujiazhuang. "Squad leader, do you think the Japanese are coming? From this side, there are still quite a few of them. Come and fight again, and we will bomb them again!"

Listening to the questions of the soldiers beside him, Yang Chengan smiled and said, "If the devils come, we will fight them. If they don't come, we won't beg them to come! Now, the key is that we guarantee to be the eyes of the whole army! Okay, if you want to relieve yourself, find a place to solve it. If you have nothing to do, take out the fried noodles and have a bite. I can see that the devils are not much stronger than us now!"

After a battle, everyone can feel the weakness of the Japs, so there is nothing to be afraid of! If the Japs come, then fight!
Meanwhile, at the Lujiazhuang station, Captain Inaba frowned tightly, waiting for the battle report from the front. The straight-line distance of 6.5 kilometers was more than 20 miles, so Captain Inaba still had no idea what had happened in front of him. He only learned from the radio of the Hata Squadron, which had given up the detour, that the team he had sent had been destroyed.

At this time, Hata was returning with the remnants of the defeated troops who had retreated from the front line. He was waiting for the latest news from the front line, and then he could make the most appropriate arrangements!
"Tai, Tai Tai Tai... Tai Jun, it's bad... We failed, we were bombed, we..." Amid the wailing cries, a man dressed in the uniform of a puppet army officer was carried into the station, followed by more than 200 puppet soldiers and defeated Japanese soldiers, and finally the team of Hata Squadron.

Ignoring the puppet army captain who was being carried and wrapped in bandages but full of energy, Major Inaba walked straight up to a Japanese soldier with the rank of captain and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, Toyota, you were in charge of the last wave of attacks. What happened in front? Why did you give up the attack and retreat? Also, I sent out a mixed formation of 2000 people, plus the Hata Squadron to make a detour from the flank, why did only you guys come back? Where are the others? Where did they go? Are they all dead?"

Enduring the oppressive feeling brought by the collar of his clothes being grabbed, Captain Toyota lowered his head and slowly told what he had seen.

"Captain, according to your order, our squadron is responsible for the last wave of attack. Therefore, we are a little far away from the three attacking teams in front, about 300 meters away. I saw that when our team launched the attack, the Eighth Route Army was well prepared and opened fire on our team with more than a brigade's firepower."

"Seeing this, I had to lead the team forward to reinforce in order to increase our firepower! However, just as we were moving forward to reinforce, artillery shells suddenly came from the rear of the Eighth Route Army's position, and they were very dense... If we were not a little far away and retreated quickly, then our squadron would probably have suffered more than 50 casualties!"

"Eighth Route Army? Heavy artillery? The same heavy artillery as the one in Shouyang? So, did the Eighth Route Army move the heavy artillery here, or has it already fully equipped itself with such heavy equipment?" After hearing Toyota's words, Inaba's focus was no longer on the more than 500 Japanese devils and more than 1000 puppet troops who had been killed by artillery fire, but on the equipment issue.

"The Eighth Route Army doesn't have a heavy military enterprise like Mitsubishi, nor a research unit like Honda Research Institute, so where do they get so many heavy artillery?" Inaba's mind raced, but he didn't forget what he had to do. He let go of Captain Toyota, waved his hand and said, "We will no longer continue the attack, but we must do a good job of defending the station!"

"As for what's next, it all depends on how the military deploys and the battle situation in other directions! Bagaya Road, how could this happen?" (End of this chapter)