under fire

They have been raiding Luxi for many years and have encountered little resistance.

In the captain's eyes, this area is a model security area.

It has long been a paradise for the warriors of the Imperial Army.

The warriors under my command came from the country to raid this remote countryside, almost like an autumn outing.

Suddenly receiving a call for help late at night, he quickly asked his deputies to gather his men who were scattered in nearby villages looking for fun.

There are indeed small groups of Eighth Route guerrillas operating in the western Shandong area.

For many years, no one has dared to attack a squadron of imperial troops!

The team rallied quickly.

Motorcycles, armored vehicles, bicycles, mules and horses

The engines roared and the pack horses neighed.

Regardless of waiting for the accompanying Imperial Army, the large group of troops headed north.

After marching for about an hour, the captain arrived at the location where his squadron was attacked.

"Ba Ge!" Looking at the naked corpses on the ground, the captain became angry.

He drew out his command sword and slashed in the air: "Immediately find out the number of the anti-Japanese elements who attacked the imperial warriors! Where they are going!"

Along the way, I didn't even meet a single warrior who was lucky enough to escape.

I didn’t encounter any Imperial Association Army who cooperated with the squadron leader’s raids!

This unscientific.

In vain, according to the battlefield regulations of the Imperial Army, it is impossible for the anti-Japanese elements to wipe out all the peripheral security posts of the Imperial Army and the Imperial Associated Army!

Half an hour later, the men who were scouting around finally figured out that the attacker had fled to the north.

I really wanted to slap the leader of the Royal Association Army, who was standing far away with his waist bowed and his hat tilted to one side.

But that guy stood too far away.

To the north is Wang Shun's wall grass.

He doesn't have the strength to attack a squadron of the Imperial Army!

Who is he?

He temporarily suppressed his anger and asked his men to collect the corpses of the imperial army.

The team first drove into the west village to set up camp.

Anger does not raise an army.

The other side dared to attack a squadron and a battalion of imperial troops.

I only have two squadrons under my command now, so I can’t be careless!

Immediately ordered the radio station to be turned on so that the intelligence department could find out who did it as soon as possible!

Luo Fugui was frustrated.

I accidentally caught two Japs running south.

Except for a piece of rag, nothing was found on these two Japanese devils, and they were very tough when facing death.

He dared to call me myna when I asked him.

He directly asked his men to stab these two devils.

Luo Fugui's explanation to the traffic officer accompanying the team was simple: "There are a large number of Japanese soldiers in the west, and it is very troublesome to lead two prisoners around now."

Wang Xiaosan, who hurriedly called Luo Fugui to inform him of the retreat, was a little nervous: "Mule, Boss Hu asked you to take a detour to the west and meet north."

Luo Fugui looked at the cars and armored vehicles in the northeast and felt itchy: "Grandma's generals are outside, and I won't give you your orders. Do you understand?"

The traffic officer advised: "This is an enemy-occupied area, and there are enemy spies everywhere. With such a small number of people, our whereabouts may be exposed at any time."

Luo Fugui had a look of disdain on his face: "You're so worried, wait until dawn to find a place and change into puppet army uniforms."

Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment: "But you don't have so many puppet army uniforms, do you?"

"Hey, if the Japanese are carrying out such a large-scale ambush and sweep, will there be fewer puppet troops behind them?" After finally getting a chance to act alone, Luo Fugui felt that he, the canopy marshal, should wander around.

As for being in enemy-occupied territory, that's all...

Gunshots rang out in the north at midnight.

A flash of white seemed to appear in the east.

The land was dim and blurry before dawn.

Two puppet soldiers lay in the ditch outside the village and yawned.

The two faces had different expressions.

The middle-aged man looked tired, while the young puppet soldier looked north blankly.

"Uncle, there's something going on"

Not far away, a marching team appeared in sight.

"According to the puppet army's camping habits, the sentries should be hidden on the road ahead." The thin traffic officer walking in front was experienced.

Luo Fugui, who was following the traffic officer, yawned: "How about you sneak into the village and find a familiar informant to find out how many puppet soldiers are in the village!" The traffic officer shook his head: "As long as you approach the village in vain, the dogs in the village will Call, find a way to get closer."

"Grandma, what are you doing?" Luo Fugui turned around and said, "Wang Xiaosan, go ahead!"

Luo Fugui didn't seem worried at all.

But it could not eliminate the tension in the hearts of the people who kept approaching the village.

The bullets were already loaded, and I watched Wang Xiaosan's next performance with a skeptical attitude.

Soon, a black shadow continued southward along the road.

Luo Fugui also deliberately bumped the bayonet and kettle hanging on his waist.

The constant jingling sound made everyone in the team tremble with fear.

As the team gets closer, we can roughly see the situation of the team members coming.

There were more than thirty people, looking at the way they were marching and stretching their hips, they looked like the Imperial Army, but they didn't look much like them.

After being trained by the Imperial Army, today's Royal Association Army marches in a very orderly manner.

The three puppet soldiers on guard outside the village were a little confused when they looked at the approaching team. One puppet soldier returned to the village to report.

"Stop, which part? Password!"

"Baga." More than ten meters away from the opposite side, an arrogant and broken Chinese language and incomprehensible bird calls came: "*&@"

Birdsong? The puppet sentry was a little confused, and the first thought in his mind was that it was the imperial army coming!

Subconsciously, he jumped out of the ditch and bowed: "Hello, Taijun!"

The dark shadow before dawn made it impossible for him to see clearly the person coming.

But I could vaguely see clearly that the person in the lead was walking with his legs bent outwards from the crab, with a pace that no one would recognize.

Everything in front of him made him tremble unconsciously.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally I could see clearly the outline of the person coming, it must be Taijun.

He quickly whispered to the young puppet soldier next to him: "Stand still, don't let the imperial army cause trouble."

"Uncle, should I stand at attention, or should I bend down and listen to the instruction?"

"Of course it's for training!"

"There's something wrong. According to the training regulations, when marching at night, you must use leading soldiers to clear the way." The young puppet soldier watched the "Taijun" getting closer and closer and questioned in a low voice.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Listen carefully, Taijun is humming a soft tune."

The Nine Battalions had pretended to be enemies countless times. Wang Xiaosan was a little nervous as he took the lead in doing this work for the first time.

I stood up straight and followed the experience taught by the mule: give a date after a beating, and comfort after a scolding.

The tone was awkward and solemn: "Thank you for your hard work."

The middle-aged puppet soldier frowned, and the young puppet soldier reminded with a trembling voice: "No, it's a fake."

After saying that, Zuo Hu quickly picked up the rifle from his back and flew into the ditch next to him.

puff.

Suddenly there was a sound breaking through the darkness.

Ah. After the screams, a voice behind Wang Xiaosan was very frustrated: "Damn it, this guy found out!"

The middle-aged puppet soldier did not move, and everything seemed to be as he expected.

There are many people on the other side, and all resistance is in vain.

Wang Xiaosan walked up to the young puppet soldier who was struggling in the ditch and squatted down: "Hey, let me ask you something, how do you know that I am a fake?"

"You deliberately speak broken Chinese with a strong local accent."

"So that's it." Wang Xiaosan suddenly asked: "Can you sing bird songs?"

With a bayonet stuck on his arm, the young puppet soldier looked unwilling: "It's you bad guys who are destroying the common prosperity of Greater East Asia."

Wang Xiaosan shook his head: "Haha, you have been a dog for so long, do you really think you are not a dog anymore?"

The middle-aged puppet soldier looked nervously at the people coming and ignored the sarcasm. These people were carrying machine guns, carrying long guns and carrying short guns. If he dared to fire a warning shot, he would be beaten into pieces if nothing else happened.

The guy following the fake imperial army had a rare ability to throw a bayonet. He once fought Japanese soldiers himself. Unfortunately, for the sake of the whole village, he had to...

The cousin who fell in the ditch next to him... ugh... was so out of control. .

Not knowing where the other party was coming from, he suppressed his nervousness and said, "Masters, please do me a favor. My nephew is young, so please show your respect!"

The traffic officer sneered: "Haha, you worked with the devils to harm the people, didn't you ever think that the end would be miserable?"

The middle-aged man said in a sincere tone: "Although I don't know which path you are on, as long as you let my uncle and nephew go, you will be rewarded generously."

"From your tone, it sounds like you have a relatively small background?"

The middle-aged man held up his hands and said: "In these troubled times, everyone is trying to survive."

The traffic officer suddenly remembered something: "Are you from Kongjiazhuang?" (End of Chapter)