Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2397 The bandits take the blame!

After Duanwu and the others left, the bandit who had been kicked earlier asked in confusion, "Third Master, why did you just let them go? They have all the good stuff on them."

Liu Damazi glared at the other party and cursed, "You really have no vision. Can't you see that the other party doesn't take us seriously at all?"

The subordinate said disdainfully: "I don't even take them seriously!"

As expected, he was kicked hard by Liu Damazi again.

Liu Damazi cursed, "You are such a fool. Three of them fought their way out of the Japs' territory and seized so many weapons and equipment. Do you think they got away with it? If I'm not mistaken, the Japs' checkpoints must have been destroyed by them, otherwise these puppet soldiers wouldn't have escaped in such a mess.

In other words, the other side took down the Japanese checkpoint, and we only took out a dozen puppet soldiers.

  How many of us are there, and how many of them are there? Do you think that we can defeat them just now because we have more people?

If a fight had really broken out just now, none of you would have returned alive."

At this point, Liu Damazi ordered: "Send a few more people to the Japanese checkpoints to keep an eye on them. I'm afraid the Japanese are going to retaliate."

"Yes!"

The boy who was kicked took the order and immediately took his men to investigate the Japanese checkpoint.

It was already late at night, and the bandit didn't dare to move too fast.

It took them fifteen minutes to appear in front of the Japanese checkpoint.

The Japanese checkpoint was pitch black, so they didn't dare to pass through easily.

The boy who was kicked brought his men, crouched down, and approached the Japanese checkpoint carefully, fearing that a Japanese soldier would suddenly appear.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the checkpoint, a strong smell of blood mixed with gunpowder hit his nose, making him frown.

There were deaths at the Japanese checkpoint, and a lot of them.

He stuck his head out and with the help of the faint moonlight, he could barely see the mess inside and outside the checkpoint.

The bodies were lying all over the ground, some wearing gray-green Japanese army uniforms, and some wearing yellow-brown puppet army uniforms. They were lying prone or on their sides, in different postures, but without exception, all of them received boxed lunches.

Several bandits looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

They had scouted this Japanese checkpoint during the day.

Of course, it wasn't that they wanted to take down this checkpoint, but the Japanese suddenly strengthened their defenses and they had to guard against sudden attacks from the Japanese.

So they knew exactly how many Japanese and puppet troops were at this checkpoint.

But unexpectedly, all the Japanese and puppet troops were killed. Could it be that those three people just now did it?

The leading bandit was still in shock and thought: It’s a good thing that there was no fight just now, otherwise how would they still be alive?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said, "Quick, go back and report to the Third Boss immediately. The Japanese and puppet troops at the checkpoint have been completely wiped out."

"Yes!"

A bandit took the order and quickly returned along the same route.

The leading bandit originally wanted to retreat, but he suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "So many Japanese and puppet soldiers died, and there were only three people who killed them. The battlefield must not have been cleaned up well enough."

So he ordered: "The devils are all dead, so we have nothing to fear. Go up and touch the bodies to see if there are any guns and ammunition that have not been taken away. Brothers, this is our chance to make a fortune. When we bring the stuff back, won't the Third Master praise us for our ability?"

"Yes!"

The group of little bandits went to touch the corpse happily, but they didn't expect that at this time, a group of Japanese puppet troops came to support them.

The enemy's outposts were not far from each other, and the straight-line distance was no more than five kilometers. The enemy heard the gunshots from the next outpost, and they couldn't contact the other side, so they arranged a small team of Japanese and puppet troops to come and check the situation.

They were few in number, so naturally they didn't dare to rush over rashly.

Like the bandits, they came quietly, and with the help of the moonlight they saw some bandits stripping their colleagues' clothes.

"idiot!"

The Japanese squad leader was very angry, but seeing that the enemy had fewer people, he immediately drew his sword and whispered, "Attack!"

At the same time, the bandits were excitedly turning over the bodies of the Japanese and puppet soldiers, stripping them of their clothes and even their silver dollars.

But at this moment, a bandit heard unusual footsteps.

Before becoming a bandit, this bandit was a hunter.

And in the jungle, I developed a pair of good ears.

Those predators are not stupid, they walk towards their prey with swagger.

They will avoid the sight of their prey and walk lightly.

Even some cunning social animals know how to use tactics.

  So how can we not be on high alert when facing such a group of ferocious enemies?

So while others were happily searching the ground for corpses, he had already noticed something was wrong.

He immediately warned: "Not good, something is wrong."

The other bandits were stunned for a moment and then stopped what they were doing, but they didn't expect that at this moment the Japanese had already ordered to open fire.

The Japanese are not fools. It would be strange if they didn't take preemptive action after hearing that they have been exposed.

The Japanese and puppet troops opened fire with all their might. The devil's machine guns roared in the night sky and bullets poured out like raindrops, catching the bandits off guard.

The fire flickered in the night, illuminating the bandits' terrified faces and their fleeing figures.

Although the bandits were numerous, they lacked formal training. Even if their small artillerymen gave loud orders, they were still unable to stop the Japanese in a short period of time.

In the face of the well-trained Japanese and puppet troops, all their resistance was in vain.

Their marksmanship was not as good as the Japanese, and their tactics were even worse than the Japanese. Seven or eight bandits were killed or injured by the Japanese one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bandit's cannon leader immediately shouted, "Retreat, retreat!"

The bandits fled in a panic, but the Japanese and puppet troops had no intention of letting them go. Instead, they chased them relentlessly, determined to wipe out this group of bandits.

However, the Japs seemed to have forgotten one thing: this is Phoenix Mountain.

They were chasing the bandits, but Liu Damazi came with his men to support them, and the two sides engaged in fierce fire again.

But this time, the Japanese did not gain any advantage, and several of them died. The Japanese officer immediately ordered a retreat.

But today the feud was settled.

At this time, Liu Damazi knew without a doubt that the Japanese would report back to their headquarters that the checkpoint was built by their gang from Phoenix Mountain.

By then, the Japanese's revenge will surely follow.

Thinking about this time, I really didn't catch the fox but got into trouble. I should not have gone out to rob at night. Not only did I help the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army, but I also had to take the blame for it.

The more Liu Damazi thought about it, the more he felt helpless. But the most important thing was that they couldn't afford to offend the Japanese, nor could they afford to offend the Anti-Japanese United Army. Moreover, if they fought the Anti-Japanese United Army, their gang in Fenghuang Mountain would be branded as traitors. It was unknown how the big boss would deal with this matter this time!