Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2075 Sniper time!

1.5 kilometers away from the railway security office, a Japanese railway patrol car was approaching rapidly.

The headlights of the car drew a bright light in the darkness, as if a ferocious dragon was charging towards its prey.

Old Japanese Xiangyuan stood at the window on the second floor of the Railway Security Office building, his eyes shining with excitement and anticipation.

The same goes for Captain Takahashi and several guards behind him. Captain Takahashi even flattered: "Thanks to your command, otherwise I can't imagine that we could have persisted until now in such a cruel battle."

Takahashi's flattery made the old devil Xiangyuan feel very comfortable. He smiled and nodded: "You are also a very promising young man, your future will be very bright!"

Takahashi quickly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Your Excellency Xiangyuan, for your appreciation!"

Old Japanese Xiangyuan was very satisfied with Takahashi's humility. He was about to say a few more words of appreciation, but at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded, instantly shattering all his illusions.

In front of the railway patrol car, a bridge suddenly collapsed, sending huge rocks and wood flying everywhere.

The little devils on the patrol car screamed in horror, but it was too late. The dozens of tons of railway patrol car plunged into the collapsed bridge and was immediately overturned in mid-air.

The flames from the explosion shot up into the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.

The patrol car was wrapped in fierce flames in mid-air, and then it fell into the dry river bed together with the broken bridge, making an earth-shattering noise.

This scene was so horrifying that everyone present felt palpitations.

Old Japanese Xiangyuan stared at everything in front of him in stunned silence, and the excitement on his face instantly disappeared without a trace.

The little devils behind him were also in an uproar, watching in disbelief as their reinforcements disappeared before their eyes.

At this time, before the little devil could recover, he was brought back to reality by a series of gunshots.

Just when their mood fell from the trough of their senior year of high school like a roller coaster, a group of well-trained Chunjiang guerrillas dressed in ordinary people's clothes rushed in under the leadership of Duanwu.

On the watchtower, the Japanese machine gunner was crouching behind a bunker made of sandbags. His eyes were already aimed at the incoming guerrillas through the crosshairs on the machine gun.

This Japanese machine gunner was very calm. Even when the railway patrol car on which the reinforcements were riding was bombed, it did not cause any shock in his heart.

He is a born soldier and is always alert to the situation around him.

He placed his finger lightly on the trigger, ready to slaughter his prey like a hunter.

But he didn't expect that at this moment, a bullet without warning had already penetrated into his eyebrow.

This was naturally the work of Duanwu, who had already targeted this Japanese machine gunner.

The Japanese machine gunner did not show any emotional fluctuations due to the destruction of the reinforcements, and Dragon Boat Festival was also surprised.

But it was just an accident. He had stared at the Japanese machine gunner early, and the moment he showed a proud smile, he shot him to death.

At the same time, the guerrillas who were already ready to attack launched a fierce attack on the little devils in the railway security office like bullets being discharged.

The guns in their hands spurted out angry tongues of fire, sending bullets accurately into the little devil's body.

The little devils wailed and fell to the ground, and the entire battlefield instantly fell into chaos.

Upon seeing this, the old Japs Xiangyuan angrily ordered all his Japs to dispatch, including his guards. He attempted to turn the tide, organize an effective counterattack, and drive out the enemies who had already rushed in.

He shouted loudly and ordered his little devils to launch a countercharge against the guerrillas, and even wanted to fight the opponent with bayonets at close range.

The Japanese have always been very confident in their stabbing skills, so Xiangyuan old Japanese believed that as long as six or seven imperial troops rushed into the enemy's camp, it would be enough to resolve the battle.

However, he was wrong again. The enemies rushing in did not give them a chance to get close at all. Moreover, there seemed to be an enemy whose marksmanship was very accurate, and his shots almost never missed.

The young officer of medium height was like a god of war, invincible on the battlefield.

Sometimes he jumps, sometimes dodges, and sometimes rolls forward. With every movement, he can accurately avoid the attacks of his imperial army.

And this man's marksmanship is so good that as soon as he fires a shot, an imperial soldier will be killed on the spot.

The imperial army's attack was blocked and there were already signs of retreat.

Because under the leadership of that officer, other rebels were also possessed by the god of war.

They followed the young officer and launched a charge, but the Imperial Japanese Army was unable to resist them.

Moreover, the enemies in the back mountain also came to cause trouble for him at this time. The imperial troops who suppressed the firepower in the back mountain have been in trouble several times.

At this time, the situation was over, and the words "the end of the road" kept flashing in Xiangyuan's mind.

Seeing that the situation was over, Old Japanese Xiangyuan ordered in despair: "Everyone throw grenades at the place where the artillery shells are stored and explode the shells. The time has come for us to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor."

All the Japs present felt a chill in their hearts. But when they saw that the enemy was approaching, they were relieved.

They lost this battle, and their remaining dozen men could not stop their enemy's attack.

So one by one, the little devils rushed out of their last line of defense in desperation, preparing to risk enemy bullets and throw grenades at the shell boxes in the yard.

But Duanwu had long been aware of this. He picked up a Japs machine gun and aimed at the Japs who rushed out and fired at them.

The other guerrillas also followed suit and even rushed out of the bunker, constantly pulling the bolts of their guns to fire.

As a result, as many little devils rushed out as many as possible died. Even if someone pulled the safety tab of the grenade, it was too late to throw it out. In the end, it exploded in his own hands after falling.

"Bagaya road!"

At this moment, a Japanese man on the roof rushed over with a machine gun and fired angrily in the direction of the shell box. Even if Duanwu found him and shot him, it would not help.

The Japanese was determined to die together with Duan Wu and others. He was hit by three machine gun bullets but refused to retreat. He hit seven or eight bullets on the ammunition box of the artillery shell.

It was a pity that the shell did not explode as he expected, but nothing happened.

Duanwu sneered: "How can the artillery shell explode so easily? And there is a wooden box outside for protection? Even if the artillery shell is hit by a machine gun bullet, the artillery shell will not explode unless the bullet hits the fuse position of the artillery shell."

So before, Duanwu deliberately shot the little Japanese's shells in the back mountain, but it was actually useless. Because there is no way to blow up the cannonball.

But the little devil didn't seem to know this, and he actually paid a heavy price for it.

Of course, this is good news for Dragon Boat Festival. The little devil will pay a heavy price for his stupidity!