my bright sword career

Chapter 633 Interception
"Type [-] heavy machine gun, Type [-] rifle?"

Matsuura Tsunayoshi was slightly taken aback, and then he listened carefully. The person on the opposite side was indeed using a Japanese weapon, but this is not uncommon.

This year has been the fifth year since the Japanese army invaded China in an all-round way. The Japanese army lost or was seized by the Chinese army too many weapons. Whether it is the Eighth Route Army or the local armed forces, there are more or less Japanese-style equipment.

But the style of play of the opposing army made Matsuura Tsunayoshi gasp.

I saw that the army on the opposite side did not immediately launch defenses on the spot like the general national army after contacting them, or use machine guns as support points to suppress them with firepower like the Liantai militia.

Instead, they spread out quickly, and then quickly sent out a team (squad) to attack them in a conical shape, and they never wanted to fight. After attacking for a while, they immediately retreated, and then another team took over from them to attack. Send out troops to outflank from the left and right sides.

This style of play made Matsuura Tsuna and his special forces eyelids twitch, because they were almost too familiar with this style of warfare.

"No... This is a wave attack. The opponents are not the Chinese army. They are the imperial army of the Great Japanese Empire just like us!" A sergeant shouted.

"Tell them to stop now!"

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap sounded, Matsuura Tsuna glared at the second lieutenant who was shouting for the opposite to stop, and almost approached his face angrily and said: "Are you an idiot, the army opposite is the rebel army we are looking for... Do you understand? They are rebels!"

At this time, Matsuura Tsuna was shocked and angry. When he saw the Japanese army that was exchanging fire with them, he immediately understood that the opposite team that blocked their retreat was the rebel army they were looking for.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out. They parachuted from a transport plane to a place nearly [-] kilometers away from Liantai County the day before yesterday.

Then they marched non-stop to Liantai County in a hurry. In order to keep secret, they didn't turn on the radio or even notify the Japanese army stationed in Shanxi along the way. How could they be surrounded by the Chinese army so quietly?
Could it be that someone in the headquarters of the China Expeditionary Army leaked the news?
Thinking of this, Matsuura Tsunayoshi's heart trembled, and a chilling feeling spread throughout his body.

"Kill out, you must kill out, otherwise we will all be finished!"

Faced with the situation where there was a siege ahead and pursuers behind, Matsuura Tsuna and the remaining hundreds of Japanese soldiers also went crazy.

A sergeant stood up first and shouted loudly: "Soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire... For the Emperor, for the Great Japanese Empire... Go!"

The sergeant who rushed to the front of the team shook the rifle in his hand, and the ointment flag hanging on the rifle fluttered in the wind.

Generally speaking, in the Japanese army, those who hang the ointment flag on their rifles are veterans or sergeants. These two types of people are not qualified to wear command swords, and their uniforms are no different from soldiers.

But a sergeant is a sergeant. In an army that pays attention to status, a minimum of identification is required. Wearing the national flag is a status symbol of a sergeant. When ordinary soldiers see the national flag on their guns, they are naturally respectful.

"Warriors, for the sake of the Emperor, kill all those China with me..."

This time, the sergeant's mobilization was only halfway through, and before he could finish his speech while holding the ointment flag, he stepped on an anti-infantry mine buried in the grass.

The sergeant lowered his head after hearing the explosion, and watched his two legs break off, and his two feet flew up with yellow cowhide military boots. He didn't see his own blood, and the blood didn't gushes out in an instant .

He also saw that a small tree by the side of the road was also blown down. Although he wanted to stand, it was impossible because the two supporting points no longer existed. Still holding the rifle, he flew a few meters and fell hard into the grass.

But misfortunes never come singly. When he landed in the grass, another anti-infantry mine was fired from his body. Black gunpowder smoke rose from under his body, and half of his buttocks and lower abdomen were blown away. After that, his whole body was lifted up by the violent shock wave, and the huge shock wave turned him upside down, and the rifle that was originally held in his hand also left his hands, and it was inserted obliquely in the grass a few meters away. superior.

"Stand up...keep fighting...kill those damned rebels!"

Before the smoke from the mines dissipated, Matsuura Tsuna caught up and kicked the lying soldiers vigorously while waving the saber in his hand.

Except for a health soldier who heard the explosion, no one paid any attention to the wounded soldiers on the side of the road, allowing them to scream in pain.

Under the kicking and beating by Matsuura Tsunayoshi and several officers, the soldiers who stood up again continued to charge. They carefully looked at the muddy road under their feet, for fear of stepping on landmines. The muddy road soaked in rain all night could be seen. The shattered limbs and broken heart of a sergeant.

"You are all a bunch of cowards, cowards, not worthy of being warriors of the Great Japanese Empire."

Matsuura Tsuna was furious when he saw that the secret agents trained by himself were so careful.

"Hurry up and run forward. If anyone continues to shrink back, I will shoot him for the crime of being afraid!"

A second lieutenant kicked a soldier on the ass and yelled loudly, trying to make them run, but it is human nature to be afraid of death. After learning that the opponent has planted mines on the ground, unless the brain really There is a problem, otherwise who would dare to continue to run forward?

"boom!"

A soldier who was forced to run at the front by the officer did not know that he stepped on a forked fuze. After he ran a few meters, with a bang, a black steel cylinder was ejected from the ground to a height of one meter in the air , then exploded in the crowd.

Hundreds of steel balls with a diameter of only about three millimeters immediately flew around at a high speed of kilometers per second. Seven or eight Japanese special forces soldiers screamed with blood on their lower bodies. A soldier who fell into the mud first thought of his legs. Stretching out his hand to touch it, he found a handful of meat strips, his legs were still there, but when he tried to lower his head to look at his lower body, he saw a large piece of blood-beaded flesh emerging from between his trousers.

"God Amaterasu, this thing is really cruel!" A soldier of the National Defense Army murmured to himself in the preset position less than 200 meters away from the Japanese army.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped immediately after he finished speaking.

"Baga... For these lackeys of the chaebol and thugs of the capitalists, no punishment will be too much!" Heihara Ihara stretched out his hand and slapped him across the face.

Today's Ihara Heihachi can be described as high-spirited. After killing the two lieutenant generals Yoshimoto Teiichi and Adachi 23 some time ago, not only became famous, Gao Hongming also distributed a large amount of rewards to them, which directly made everyone laugh crookedly mouthed.

(End of this chapter)