Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

There were gunshots and bombings, and the noise was quite loud! So when the special forces went to their respective positions to wipe out the remnants of the puppet army, the devils in the highest turret had been awakened and even appeared at the firing hole.

However, before the Japanese could react, they were taken as targets by snipers who had been eyeing these shooting holes.

The Japanese soldiers didn't notice where the Eighth Route Army was. As long as a figure appeared on the shooting hole, at least three bullets would fly into the shooting hole from different directions. That's right, bullets flew in from the front and both sides, leaving the Japanese soldiers no chance to shoot from the side. However, this was not a big deal, because after that, even if no figure appeared in the shooting hole, bullets would still be fired in every two or three seconds!

This doesn't give the Japanese in the turret any chance to fire back! Anyway, there is no shortage of snipers in the special forces team, no shortage of snipers in the training team, and plenty of bullets, so let's do it this way!
The battle at the stronghold was so vigorous that it naturally woke up the people in the surrounding area!
So, when the mortar bombardment was underway and the special forces were heading towards the stronghold, people from the nearby villages sneaked out of the village and looked in the direction of the stronghold.

It was at this time that the people discovered that there was a team outside their village, but the uniforms they wore were different, so they didn't know which team they were from. But when the people looked at the soldiers of the Seventh Company accompanying these teams, they realized that this was their own team! Some sharp-eyed people also saw the special forces attacking the stronghold, which confirmed this.

So the people walked along the road along the river until they were less than 600 meters away from the stronghold, where they were stopped by the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"Isn't that the fifth son of the Gao family? Hey, comrade... Little Five... is it our team that is chasing them away?" At this time, naturally some older people came out to ask questions, and they were asking people from the village.

"Uncle Wangba, it's our team, the main force coming out of the mountain! Look, on the Japanese artillery tower, our comrades are blocking the Japanese's shooting holes!" Xiao Wuzi had received instructions long ago, so he pointed to the Japanese artillery tower and gave the old man some scientific explanation.

"What is blockade? Will this prevent the Japanese from stepping forward to fight us?" asked Old Wang, who was good at catching soft-shelled turtles in Huai River and was nicknamed Master Wang Ba.

"Do you see that black hole? Our sharpshooters shoot bullets into the hole. If the Japanese dare to show their faces in front of the hole, they will be shot in the face!"

"Yeah, I saw it... The team that came out of the mountain is really capable of fighting! The bang just now was the firing of cannons, right?"

"That's right. Just now, dozens of artillery shells were fired at the stronghold. Now only the artillery tower is left!"

"Hey, look, that guy is carrying a pack of dynamite over there, right? And a stick? The pack of dynamite is propped up... Run... Good, good fellow, somersault? That's a pretty good move..."

Under the gaze of the people and the suppression of countless snipers, a special forces soldier who specialized in blasting finally carried the explosive packs received from Division 1 and placed them on the outer wall on the west side of the turret. After placing the explosive packs and pulling the fuse, the soldier naturally had to run back. When entering the temporary bunker, this agile soldier also played a trick...

Then, both the people in the west and the soldiers present turned their eyes to the fuse on the explosive pack.

Hiss... As the fuse burned, bursts of green smoke rose and finally burned to the detonator at the end... Boom... The huge bag of explosives exploded a huge fireball, and a huge black mushroom cloud rose directly on one side of the turret.

When the smoke and dust cleared and the mushroom cloud was still rising, the gun tower collapsed in front of everyone's eyes...

Rumble... Although they were so far away that no one could hear the sound of the collapse, the people were still able to hear the noise in their minds.

"Good..." Someone in the crowd, who had been silent for a few seconds, shouted, and the people immediately agreed. Then, there was a chorus of applause, and hundreds of villagers who had gathered even applauded. Some children even jumped and shouted, happier than during the Chinese New Year.

"Mother of my child, don't stand here, hurry home, add a ladle of flour to the foam you made last night, and make pancakes! Hurry up, comrades, we have taken this blockhouse, and we don't have to worry about being targeted by the Japanese when we go out! And the revenge for our third child has been avenged! Go quickly..." An old man in the crowd directed an old woman.

"Yes, yes, yes, comrades, we have attacked the artillery tower, how exhausted we must be! Come on, sisters-in-law, let's go home and cook. Don't hide any delicious food. When our comrades eat, we will feel relieved!" "Young men, carry the stretcher. Comrades, there will be casualties in the battle. Let's help transport the wounded. Hurry up, carry the stretcher..."

"I see that the comrades' clothes are all stained. Sisters, how about we help the comrades wash their clothes?"

"it is good……"

"Ahem, no! The comrades' clothes were dyed like this on purpose, so you women soldiers should stop messing with it!"

"What? Dye it like that on purpose? What's the point?"

"Wearing clothes like that, people can hide in piles of rocks, trees, or bushes without being easily discovered by the enemy! Haha, that's called camouflage uniforms!"

"So magical? Then what shall we do? Sisters, let's all go home and get basins. We can't wash our comrades' clothes, so let's help wash the bloody clothes we seized!"

"Well, which unit are the comrades from the Seventh Company who attacked the artillery tower from? So that we can have a reminder in the future?"

"That's a team in the mountains. They don't have any designation. You can just call them the Special Combat Team!"

"Rangers? No, a team that is particularly capable of fighting?"

"Haha, you can yell that. Anyway, they are very good at fighting. Attacking this turret is like killing a chicken with a butcher knife. It's too easy!"

"Killing a chicken with a butcher knife? But it's really fun to watch..."

While the old men and women in the village were talking to the comrades of the 7th Company, the young men in the village hurriedly ran back from the village carrying stretchers, and then rumbled towards the stronghold. The special forces in front had already received the news, so they let the stretcher team go to the collapsed artillery tower.

At this time, an embarrassing thing happened. The young and strong men searched for a long time, but they didn't find any wounded members of the special forces, not even those who had died. There were only a pile of mutilated puppet army corpses and some Japanese corpses covered with brick and stone fragments dragged out from the ruins of the artillery tower.

"Haha, folks, don't just stand there, look at those puppet soldiers, whether they are intact or not, how about you help carry them to the river?"

"No, comrades, where are your wounded?"

"Injured? There are no injured!"

"Huh?" (End of chapter)