Sword of Light: Humanoid Self-Propelled Artillery

Chapter 62 Perfect Night Attack
After Wang Gensheng quietly pushed open the gate of the barracks yard, the sleeping Japanese soldiers inside did not notice.

After all, it was already early morning, and it was also approaching winter night. The temperature outside was only a few degrees, so naturally everyone wanted to hide in the warm quilt and sleep, and even wanted to hold their pee until dawn.

After seeing the quiet yard, Wang Gensheng breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand. After receiving Wang Gensheng's signal, the members of the cavalry company began to divide into groups and enter the houses that had been converted into dormitories according to the plan.

So it was, until the cold bayonets touched the faces of the sleeping Japanese soldiers, and then these soldiers were awakened one by one.

However, it was too late for them to resist at this time, because the rifles leaning against the dormitory door had already been confiscated by other soldiers.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible to fight against the cavalry soldiers with fixed bayonets with bare hands.

Wang Gensheng himself entered the largest room in the middle, which was the room of the Japanese battalion commander stationed in Majia Town.

The door was locked from the inside and had a bolt, but the bolt was not very good. Wang Gensheng inserted a flying knife into the crack of the door and fiddled with it a few times, and the bolt was opened directly.

However, as his spiritual power sensed, Wang Gensheng immediately sneered and muttered to himself:
"They're really playing around, two of them playing together, how can you handle it?"

Then Wang Gensheng first stepped forward and took out the pistol hidden under the pillow of the Japanese battalion commander and took a look at it, and found that the pistol was not a Mauser pistol.

Instead, it was a Browning M1906 pistol. This pistol looked very small. The entire gun was only eleven centimeters long and weighed only three hundred and fifty grams. It used a 6.35 mm semi-rim automatic pistol bullet with a capacity of six rounds.

This is the first micro automatic pistol designed by the master of weapons, Browning. It has a small body and is extremely light. Its weight of 350 grams is only one-third of that of Wang Gensheng's M1911.

I have to say that the Japanese battalion commander stationed in Majia Town was sleeping so soundly that even after taking out his gun from under his pillow, he still didn't react at all.

So Wang Gensheng lit the kerosene lamp on the table again, and then opened all the doors. As the light and cold wind came in, the battalion commander woke up and saw Wang Gensheng standing in the room.

Then the battalion commander lost his voice and said:

"who are you?"

Then he tried to reach under the pillow to feel for the gun he had hidden, but it was obvious that he found nothing.

Wang Gensheng raised the Browning M1906 micro pistol in his hand and said:
"Okay, stop looking. I have your pistol here! Hurry up and tell me all your property and what you've done, so I can send you off!"

But before the traitorous battalion commander could speak, the platoon leader Baili Xiu came over and asked:

"Battalion Commander, what should we do with these traitors? Should we call the villagers of Majia Town for a public trial?"

That's right, ever since the cavalry company was established, Baili Xiu, who was originally the platoon leader of the third battalion, was transferred by Wang Gensheng to the cavalry company as a platoon leader. After all, it would be a waste of his talent to place such a sharpshooter who could hit the target every time in an ordinary battalion like the third battalion.

In response to Baili Xiu's question, Wang Gensheng shook his head and said:

"Don't bother with that. We have to rush back overnight! So you can interrogate these traitors separately, then compare their confessions and find out the ones among them who cause the most harm to the people!" It is very simple to interrogate them separately. After all, these traitors have no sense of loyalty, especially the soldiers at the bottom who have no good feelings towards the traitor military control.

There was no other way. The military pay was withheld, and these low-level traitor soldiers didn't even have a chance to get with women. What was even worse was that they were required to charge at the front during the war. So if it weren't for the need to make a living and the risk of being shot if caught as deserters, they would have fled long ago.

Therefore, these second-Japanese soldiers who served as cannon fodder at the bottom naturally had no good feelings towards these second-Japanese military commanders, so they explained everything in less than an hour.

Wang Gensheng was surprised to see that almost all of these traitorous military officers, from the deputy squad leader to the battalion commander, were among them.

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, please let me go. If you let me go, I will hand over all my property!"

The tied-up battalion commander of the Japanese troops stationed in Majia Town seemed to have sensed that he was going to be executed, so he immediately wanted to offer his property to save his life.

However, after Wang Gensheng heard his subordinates' report on the actions of this traitorous battalion commander, he had no intention of letting him go. He had no choice but to let him go because it was too bad.

What's more, when Wang Gensheng had scanned the entire room with his mind, he had already sensed where the battalion commander had placed his small treasury.

So Wang Gensheng looked at the second devil battalion commander and said coldly:
"No amount of money can atone for the heinous crimes you've committed. Besides, I already know where your little stash of cash is!"

After saying that, Wang Gensheng walked back to the battalion commander's room, and then, under the battalion commander's shocked gaze, he pried up the floor tiles, revealing the soil underneath. Then, when he pushed away the soil, he found the small treasury hidden by the battalion commander.

Sure enough, the envelopes of silver dollars and the small yellow croakers proved that this traitorous battalion commander had embezzled a lot of money.

Without wasting too much time, Wang Gensheng pulled out the machete weighing more than ten pounds stuck in his back. As Wang Gensheng's strength grew, the more he used the cavalry sword weighing only three or four pounds, the more uncomfortable it became.

So after learning that there was a blacksmith shop in Liujia Town, he asked someone to make a ghost-head broadsword. This kind of broadsword has a relatively large blade and the center of the blade is forward, so it is very suitable for chopping.

"Baili Xiu, bring up those innocent traitors here so they can see what happens to those who are Hanjian, traitors, and help the Japs bully their compatriots!"

After the soldiers of the cavalry company brought up all the Japanese soldiers at the bottom to watch, Wang Gensheng began his execution.

I have to say that the old blacksmith in Liujia Town is quite good at making knives. This ghost-head knife can easily chop off the heads of the Japanese devils without any drag.

Although it was night, the bright moonlight could clearly see Wang Gensheng's actions. Some of the Japanese devils were so scared that they wet their pants. Of course, some of the Japanese devils were glad that they did not bully the common people or do anything against the law.

Of course, what made Wang Gensheng happiest was not the weapons and equipment of a battalion seized this time. To be honest, although more than 300 rifles were seized this time, they were all old-fashioned rifles with old-style sleeves, and more importantly, there was very little ammunition.

It is hard to imagine that a battalion with more than 300 rifles had less than 10,000 rifle bullets. On average, each Japanese soldier had less than 30 bullets. Fortunately, although there were no cannons, there were still two Czech light machine guns.

(End of this chapter)