Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 725 The Aggrieved Head of the 110th Division

After Wan Jingang finished speaking, he waved his iron rod and rushed towards the little devil. The little devil was generally 1.5 meters [-] in height. Seeing the fierce and strong man rushing towards him, he subconsciously took two steps back.

Wherever Wan Jingang passed, the little devil's tendons and bones would be broken at the slightest, and his internal organs would be shattered at the worst.

Seeing that Wan Jingang's aggressive performance attracted all the little devil's attention, Monk Wei just watched the fun around: "Old Wan, I won't argue with you about these little devils, I'll go and deal with that devil." Your Majesty!"

When Wan Jingang heard this, his eyes were on fire, and he opened the little devil who couldn't dodge with a stick: "Monk Wei, you are so fucking careless, you want to take advantage of it yourself!"

There were quite a few Japanese troops following the division headquarters, but because the Eighth Route Army's offensive was too fierce, Iinuma's garrison troops were all overwhelmed. At present, except for the few Japanese soldiers who were fighting Wan Jingang, only a few were fighting against Wan Jingang. Civilian personnel who burn confidential documents.

Watching Monk Wei running towards him, Iinuma Mori's eyes were full of fighting intent, he clenched his command saber with both hands, and shouted as he charged, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

To Mamoru Iinuma's astonishment, Monk Wei stopped in his tracks from then on. Under Mamoru Iinuma's panicked eyes, he quickly pulled out the pistol at his waist, and hit Mamoru Iinuma's thigh with two shots.

"Baga, Lu!" Iinuma Mori fell to the ground, pressed his legs in pain and wailed on the ground: "You, if you don't talk about martial arts, you don't deserve to be a soldier!"

"I have a gun, if I fight you in close quarters, then my head is flooded. If the chief has not issued an order to capture you alive, I will kill you directly!" After the monk finished speaking, he continued to use the shell gun to kill several small people around him. The devils shot and killed them all.

"Monk, monk, how could you do this? You ate the meat, and you didn't even leave me a bite of the soup?" Wan Jingang said dissatisfied when he saw that Monk Wei killed the little devils in front of him.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, this guy is a lieutenant general of devils, wait a little longer, the people from the assault regiment are here, and they must eat us alive!"

Monk Wei is very ghostly. The two of them took advantage of the assault regiment and the 22nd regiment to attract the attention of the Japanese army, so they interspersed alone. People can please.

After the monk finished speaking, he quickly tore a piece of cloth to cover Mamoru Iinuma's mouth, then wrapped the little devil in a tent, and the two of them carried Mamoru Iinuma all the way back to the headquarters.

When a small unit of the assault regiment rushed to the vicinity of the division headquarters of the Japanese army, they only saw dead bodies all over the ground.

"Company commander, this must be the division headquarters of the little devil. The radio station is still here. It's a pity that the commander of the little devil's division ran away!" A soldier said regretfully.

The company commander looked at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers at the scene coldly. Most of the corpses were injured by blunt objects, and a few of the corpses had gunshot wounds.

"Hmph, it's likely that someone got there first. Were the two security guards who passed by us just now?" the company commander asked.

"It's true, the two of them are carrying tents and carrying things, and one of them is holding a big iron rod!" The soldier replied.

"It's because he didn't run away, company commander, should we chase after him?"

"What the hell, it's our incompetence after all, and we don't take it seriously when we sue the Communist Party members!" The company commander said in a deep voice, his face full of reconciliation, just a little bit, and the credit of the sky slipped away before his eyes gone.

The Japanese Army of the 110th Division was cut into three parts by the Eighth Route Army. The central Japanese Army headed by the Japanese Division Headquarters was severely damaged by the Eighth Route Army's heavy machine gun position in Motou Town when the main force of the 163rd Regiment was just starting the battle.

Therefore, the central Japanese army began to be defeated, and the 110th and 140th regiments in the east and west were disrupted by interspersed troops shortly after the confrontation, and were gradually divided and strangled.

From the perspective of the overall battle situation, the battle to annihilate the 110th Division in Motou Town is basically settled, and the little devil has absolutely no power to resist.

The conversation was divided into two parts, Monk Wei and the two excitedly carried Mamoru Iinuma to find Zhou Weihan.

"Communist, the two of us have made great achievements this time, who do you think has been caught?" The monk lifted the tent, revealing Mamoru Iinuma's face.

"Mamoru Iinuma, Commander of the 110th Division?" Zhou Weihan asked in surprise.

"It's just this little devil who didn't run away, and wanted to compete with me one-on-one, but I was captured alive!" The monk laughed.

Wan Jingang, whose face was as black as coal, seemed a little surprised when he heard the words: "Mr. Iinuma was captured alive by a monk alone!"

"I said, Lao Wan, if you hadn't attracted the attention of the Japanese army, I would have had this opportunity, it's thanks to both of us!" The monk smiled innocently and patted Wan Jingang on the shoulder.

"Well, it's due to the credit. This time, the credit of a Japanese division commander is not small. You two wait for the reward from the headquarters. Go and find the health worker, and don't bleed to death in a while!" Zhou Weihan looked at The blood stained the tent red, knowing that the old devil was injured.

Mamoru Iinuma, whose mouth was gagged, watched the three Eighth Route Army soldiers pointing at him, with a ferocious expression, and kept struggling. Seeing that Mamoru Iinuma was still dishonest, the monk stepped on the wound on Mamoru Iinuma's thigh superior.

This time, Mamoru Iinuma screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Hey, be honest, or I'll kill you!" The monk didn't care whether Mamoru Iinuma could understand Japanese, and after speaking, he gestured thoughtfully.

After the August [-]th Incident, Mamoru Iinuma served as the chief of staff of the Shanghi Dispatch Army. Although Mamoru Iinuma did not personally participate in the massacre in Jinling by the Japanese army, he had an inescapable responsibility.

The majestic head of the 110th Division is like an emperor in the Shimen area. He has the power to kill millions of people, but he is captured alive by the Eighth Route Army in a blink of an eye. He will lose his temper after being tortured by Monk Wei.

After the pig-killing howl stopped, Mamoru Iinuma looked at the sky with blank eyes. Seeing this, Monk Wei quickly pawed and pulled twice, but Mamoru Iinuma did not respond.

Monk Wei's heart suddenly rose, and he thought to himself, don't let his mother be killed, and the original credit should be replaced by confinement, that would be too wronged.

"Hygienist, where's the hygienist?"

"Stop screaming, you're still alive!" Wan Jingang stretched out his hand to test his breath, and thought to himself, how could Monk Wei have been rascally and stupid for a while.

At about three o'clock in the middle of the night, the soldiers who lasted for nearly four hours finally came to an end. Regardless of fatigue, the soldiers cleaned the battlefield excitedly one by one.

"Quick, clean the battlefield, be careful, this time you can't lose money!"

In this battle, more than 110 Japanese troops from the 1th Division were assembled by the Eighth Route Army and wiped out at Motou Town on the Shide Line. None of them escaped. Countless bullets were seized.

(End of this chapter)