Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2036: Confiscating the house!

"Brother Ye, where is this?"

When he walked outside a single villa, Ma Pingan looked at Duanwu in surprise.

Duanwu unfolded the map marked by Ma Sanpao and said: "If I guess correctly, this should be Princess Fuya's residence after returning to China."

Ma Pingan said in confusion: "Then what are we doing here?"

Duanwu smiled and said: "Get guns and kill people! This is the place where Princess Fuya has been running for the longest time, longer than the Qinglong Club. Could it be that she has no weapons and ammunition here?"

Having said this, Duan Wu strode forward and rang the doorbell, and soon a man in black ran out.

When they saw Duanwu wearing the clothes of a Japanese officer and holding a machine gun in his hand, they asked in confusion: "What are you doing here? This is Miss Fuya's residence."

Duanwu bowed slightly and said: "The Chunjiang Hao guerrillas have entered the city. They have attacked many of my important military locations. Mr. Beihara and Miss Fuya are pursuing them with all their strength. The troops are obviously insufficient. It was Mr. Beihara who came up with the idea after discussing with Miss Fuya. Here. Please bring all your weapons and equipment and follow me to set up defenses, please!"

With that said, Dragon Boat Festival bowed slightly again, looking very sincere.

At this time, when the man in black saw that Duan Wu was speaking Japanese and his attitude was sincere, he did not have any doubts and said quickly: "Sir, please wait a moment. I will call everyone out right now."

After that, the man in black ran back, and within five minutes, more than a dozen men in black appeared in front of Duanwu with brand-new shell guns slung across their shoulders.

Duanwu ordered: "Line up!"

The men in black are all well-trained because they were former agents of the Special High School. So lining up and stuff, they were so familiar with it that they quickly formed a line.

Duanwu nodded with great satisfaction and said: "You guys are very good. No wonder Miss Fuya fully recommends it to Mr. Beihara."

The Japanese spies all looked happy.

However, at this moment, Duanwu said again: "So, you can all die, die, die!"

"Nani?"

All the Japanese spies were surprised, because they had said well before, why did they suddenly die?

But at this moment, Duanwu suddenly pulled the trigger of the machine gun, and the fiery bullets were like shooting stars in the dark night, imagining the Japanese who were still stunned.

The Japs were shot one after another, but some Japs reacted and prepared to draw their guns and fight back.

But there is Ma Ping'an on the side. If any Japs pulls out his gun, he will be the first to fall.

With Lao Ma's skill, although his shooting speed is not as fast as that of Duan Wu, it is probably not easy for most people to defeat him.

In addition, Duanwu was holding a light machine gun, and the twelve Japanese soldiers almost fell to the ground without any decent resistance.

Ma Ping'an immediately prepared to step forward to pick up the equipment, but was stopped by Duan Wu. He dropped the machine gun and pulled out a pistol to shoot the heads of the Japanese who were still moving.

But when he saw that all the Japs were motionless, Duanwu said, "Hurry up and pick up the equipment."

But at this time, Duanwu did not go to pick up the equipment. Instead, he put bullets into the machine gun while guarding Ma Ping'an.

There was the sound of a Japanese whistle blowing in the distance, and it was obvious that the gunshots here had alerted the Japanese.

A Japanese patrol team arrived first, but as soon as they turned the intersection, they encountered machine gun fire during the Dragon Boat Festival.

Five Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one after another. The remaining two Japanese soldiers escaped by chance and hid back in the street from which they came.

Ma Ping'an speeded up at this time and tore off all the shell guns from the Japanese agents, and then the magazines from the Japanese agents.

There were so many magazines that there was no place to put them. Ma Ping'an took off a Japanese soldier's clothes and used them as a baggage. He loaded more than twenty magazines and said, "Brother Duanwu, we can't hold any more. Let's go!"

Duanwu dropped the machine gun that had fired all the shots, pulled out a shell gun from Ma Ping'an's body, then picked up four more magazines and walked away with Ma Ping'an. The two Japanese soldiers were still shooting randomly at the deserted streets with casual marksmanship.

Because just now, five of their seven-person patrol team were directly killed by the opponent.

They are very afraid of the other party's marksmanship.

So they didn't even dare to risk their lives, so they stretched out their guns and fired randomly on the street.

The opponent is using a machine gun. Even if the Japanese are Bushido, it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

So they couldn't show up until reinforcements arrived.

But at this moment, Duanwu and Ma Ping'an had already left. And a large amount of weapons and equipment were seized at once.

For street fighting, shell guns and submachine guns are better.

Duanwu took another shell gun from Ma Pingan's body and inserted four magazines into his pocket.

Ma Pingan threw away the two empty holsters, but still had ten shell guns hanging on his body, just like a salesman.

Ma Pingan asked: "Brother Ye, what should we do next?"

Duanwu said: "Kill to the west of the city."

Ma Ping'an frowned and said, "Go and save the blacksmith now?"

Duanwu smiled slyly and said: "If you kill to the west of the city, you may not have to save the blacksmith. Follow me, you will know in a while."

With that said, Duanwu took Ma Ping'an and walked north, detouring from the north of the city to the west of the city.

At the same time, Kitahara Hiroyuki was already mad.

"Baga, when did that Ma Sanpao become so cunning? He successively attacked the gendarmerie, the grain depot, and the arsenal, this bastard."

Kitahara Hiroshi paced back and forth in the room angrily.

Although the damage to the attacked places was not great, Kitahara Hiroyuki felt like he had been tricked.

However, at this moment, a Japanese soldier came to report: "Your Excellency, news has just arrived that Ma Sanpao and others attacked Miss Fuya's residence, and twelve special agents of the Special High School were killed."

Kitahara Hiroshi was shocked: "Nani?"

But despite being shocked, Kitahara Hiroyuki gradually calmed down.

He felt that he had just been stunned by various reports.

Because Ma Sanpao had only one purpose in attacking many important military places, and that was to let him bring back the imperial army in the west of the city, so that he could rescue the blacksmith.

Thinking of this, Kitahara Hiroyuki smiled again. Because isn't this just a sign of the enemy's incompetence?

So Kitahara Hiroshi ordered: "Let the military police pretend to withdraw from the west of the city. And seal the area with a radius of five kilometers from Princess Fuya's house. Then we will search inch by inch. By the way, let the Blue Dragon Society also send out people. , to assist the imperial army in the search, we will use a two-pronged approach, even if the horse and three cannons are capable, they will not be able to escape. "

At this time, Kitahara Hiroyuki still believed that his opponent was Ma Sanpao. And they are still using the same methods to deal with Ma San Pao to formulate tactics.

So he probably never dreamed that Dragon Boat Festival would not be afraid of his blockade at all.

There are only so many Japanese and puppet troops in the city, and there are many important facilities to protect, so the number of troops that can be mobilized is limited.

Therefore, no matter where the Japanese blockade, the number of people will definitely not be large. Dragon Boat Festival killed them directly from the Japanese blockade in the north of the city.

Not only did the Japanese not stop the Dragon Boat Festival, but they also offered the heads of more than a dozen Japanese traitors! .