Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2350: Completely annihilate the Japanese troops on the western route!

The Japanese squadron leader's heart suddenly shrank, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and his breathing became rapid.

He quickly looked around. The deep forest was still eerily quiet. Only the occasional bird calls and the gurgling of a distant stream formed a sharp contrast with this sudden terrifying scene.

"Baga! What the hell is going on here?"

He cursed under his breath, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and anger that was difficult to conceal.

But as an experienced commander, he knew that anything could happen in this land shrouded in the shadow of war.

But the scene before him was indeed far beyond his understanding.

He immediately ordered the signalman to report the incident to Lord Kitahara, and at the same time ordered the remaining Japanese soldiers to remain on high alert, form a defensive formation, and slowly retreat.

He stopped fighting. He was not a fool. The enemy had the ability to kill an imperial army infantry squad in an instant, so it should not be difficult to kill his remaining two infantry squads.

So when he saw that the search team in front of him had all been killed, he immediately ordered a retreat.

Of course, they did not retreat in a hurry, but in an orderly manner so as not to leave the enemy with an opportunity to take advantage.

However, his opponent was Duanwu.

Although Duanwu had never seen his opponent be so cowardly today, he had already entered the forest and it was simply a dream to think of going back like this.

Duanwu and Long Qianyan led their teams to encircle the Japanese from both sides.

At this time, the Japanese could only hear footsteps deep in the woods but could not see anyone at all.

Panic spread among the devils again.

The suspicious Japanese soldiers began to move unsteadily and their formation began to become disorganized.

The Japanese officer shouted to stop them when he saw this, because he knew very well that if the formation was broken, his troops would be defeated in one blow in such panic.

But it was too late. Although Duanwu and Long Qianyan had not reached the designated location, they had already opened fire.

The Japanese retreated very quickly. If they didn't take action now, they would most likely escape from the woods.

As for rushing out of the woods to kill the Japanese, Duanwu had thought about it, but that would require a huge price.

In the previous battle, more than 60 people were killed or wounded between the guerrillas and the heroes of Majiaji.

So if possible, Duanwu absolutely did not want to rush up and engage in another hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.

So Duanwu took the lead in ordering his troops to open fire, and when Long Qianyan heard the gunshots, he also immediately opened fire in support.

The two teams fired at the Japanese from two directions, forcing them to retreat again and again. They could no longer maintain their formation and eventually fled in panic.

The Japanese soldiers pushed each other, and some even fell to the ground and were trampled by their panicked companions.

"Don't let them get away!"

  Duanwu's voice sounded again at this time, but what he actually meant was: the Japanese were fleeing, and it was time for them to take advantage. If they didn't fight hard at this time, what were they waiting for?

But he couldn't explain it clearly, after all, it was very likely that some of the devils understood Chinese.

What's more, his order to prevent the Japanese from escaping would have the same effect.

After receiving Duanwu's order, the guerrillas turned into gods of war and kept shooting at the Japanese, treating the fleeing Japanese as living targets.

On Long Qianyan's side, hearing that Duanwu's team was fighting fiercely, he also quickened the pace of pursuit, and the soldiers under his command burst out at a level far beyond the usual level.

Almost every shot hit the target, and each shot killed a Japanese soldier. The Japanese soldiers suffered heavy casualties and did not even have the courage to shoot back.

They threw away their weapons and armor, and only cared about trying to escape from this land of death, completely losing their previous arrogance.

Some seriously wounded Japanese soldiers could only wail in pain and were abandoned on the road by their companions, becoming the most tragic protagonists of this battle.

But the battle was not over yet, because the guerrillas were still chasing them.

Duanwu would definitely not miss such a good opportunity. The Japanese soldiers had lost their morale and could not even think of resisting. They were like lambs to be slaughtered.

The Japanese not only lost, but also had no power to fight back. What would happen if he didn't use his full strength at this time?

So even when they chased to the edge of the woods, Duanwu did not order the troops to stop.

Everyone rushed out of the woods and continued shooting at the fleeing Japanese.

The remaining thirty or so Japanese soldiers were in great misery. They could only run wildly and wait for death in the Gobi Desert with no shelter.

Perhaps if they had defended where they were when the entire reconnaissance team was killed, they would still have a chance of survival, at least they would not be as miserable as they are now.

But they had no chance. In the end, only a Japanese squadron leader was left running wildly, leaving the guerrillas 300 meters behind.

The Japanese squadron leader looked back from time to time, feeling indescribable excitement in his heart.

Although he was the only one left at this time, he did manage to escape.

But the next second, after a gunshot, the Japanese squadron leader's head was hit hard by a hammer and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, the Japanese squadron leader's mind was in darkness. He could not remember anything and could not do anything. His death was only a matter of time.

Duanwu slowly put away his gun, which was still a Type 99 light machine gun used by the Japanese.

A single shot to the head from 300 meters away, such shooting skills left all the guerrillas present dumbfounded.

  Because this is a machine gun. No matter how good its performance is, it probably can't be used as a rifle, right?

But it is precisely Leader Ye who has done it, so how can they not admire him?

Thus, with the death of the Japanese squadron leader, this ambush on the western route will come to an end.

Duanwu ordered the troops to quickly rescue the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

Although the guerrillas did not suffer heavy casualties this time, there were several injured and six killed.

Although the Japanese did not launch any decent counterattack, there were always a few who fought to the death.

So the guerrillas suffered casualties again.

But compared with the Japs, the guerrillas' casualties were so small that they could be ignored.

However, on the front battlefield, casualties were gradually increasing.

Kitahara Hiroyuki had lost his patience and ordered the Japanese to form a suicide squad and launch an attack, regardless of the cost.

Although Mashan Pao had laid more booby traps according to Duanwu's method and adopted the tactics formulated by Duanwu, they were faced with too many enemies. They could only barely resist the enemy's attacks wave after wave.

And every time they resisted, someone would be sacrificed, including Ma Shanpao who was injured.

When he was shooting and killing the enemy, a Japanese bullet pierced his right arm. Although it was bandaged, he could not use this hand for the time being.

Ma Shanpao looked at the five or six brothers still surrounding him and could only order a retreat with tears in his eyes! .