Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

Chapter 67 No, You Are Political Commissar Zhao Gang

(One)

On the side of the turret of the Yeji Terrace, where the devils fired directly at a place out of reach, Guan Shan cleared his throat and began to shout.

In another hidden spot, Wang Gensheng held the grenadier and stared at the gun tower and the yard behind him with wide eyes. Once he found smoke rising there, Wang Gensheng would immediately counterattack and suppress the rising smoke!

Gun to gun, cannon to cannon!
Chu Lianzhang took a binoculars and carefully observed the position of the gun tower. Like him, he was concerned about whether the devils would use mortar grenades to greet Guanshan. There were no fewer than five soldiers.

"Puppet army brothers in the gun tower, listen up! I am Li Yunlong, head of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army!" Guan Shan shouted.

Instructor Lu Feng covered his mouth to hold back his laughter.

"Everything, everything! Everything!" The devil's heavy machine gun on the third floor fired towards the outside, but in fact it couldn't hit Guanshan, it was just to vent its anger.

Surrounding soldiers with good marksmanship skills in concealment shot back at the shooting holes.

(two)

The space on the third floor of the Yejitai artillery building is not too big. There is a [-]-type heavy machine gun, and there are windows on all sides. Now the upper and lower edges are blocked by iron plates, revealing a lookout shooting hole as high as the gun frame.

In the space on the second floor, there are also four shooting holes. Looking at the positions of the sandbags, there are four light machine guns.

The space on the first floor is actually a place where the puppet army rests on duty. A Datong bunk should be able to sleep a dozen or so people in a shift.

There are various living facilities and warehouses in the walled yard behind. The water source is the well in the yard instead of rivers and lakes.

It shouldn't be a problem to support until the imperial army arrives!

That armored car, hey, is actually just to scare people, and there is no artillery on it!
The battle launched by the Eighth Route Army two years ago in 1940 has been carried over, not to mention now, there are trenches and barbed wire!

Lai Xiaozhong, the company commander of the puppet army, probably could only comfort himself like this, what else?
On the third floor of the Yejitai gunhouse, there are 1.5-meter-square windows on all sides, which are also crenels for observation and shooting. But now, these crenels are all sealed with iron plates, leaving only a 30-centimeter crenel. That is, a gap of one foot wide. According to the devil, it is windy in Shanxi in winter.

Around the shooting crenel, the bricks were smashed and splashed, interspersed with the tinkling sound of iron plates being beaten.

In the turret of Yejitai, two waves of devils went out, three in the first wave and six in the second wave. None of them came back, including the sergeant who rushed out in the first wave. He was actually the highest commander of the turret. team leader.

There are fifteen devils in total, and there are still six left. The highest rank is a corporal, who is also the deputy of the team.

"Where did the reinforcements go? Where did they go? Taijun, hurry up, hurry up!"

The puppet company commander with the rank of captain of the Imperial Association Army wiped the sweat from his brow while nodding and bowing to the Japanese corporal with a smile.

Every ding-dong sound of bullets hitting the iron plate made him jump with fear!

However, this Japanese corporal who is now serving as the deputy of the detachment, he can't understand Chinese!

The only translator in the team, who went out with the sergeant's captain in the first wave, was taken away in that wave of explosions.

When the gunfire subsided, Guan Shan continued to shout: "Brothers in the puppet army! Even if you have done bad things, as long as you don't have the lives of the Eighth Route Army and villagers in your hands, it counts! Get rid of those little devils inside, and then leave with a white flag. Come out and surrender!"

"Everything, everything! Everything!"

"Brothers, the Eighth Route Army keeps what they say, every spittle nails! So I didn't fool you, saying that no matter what you did before, you will not be held accountable, then you will know that it is not reliable!"

"Everything, everything! Everything!"

"Taijun, Taijun! How about you give me the microphone and I'll talk over there, okay?" The captain and company commander of the puppet army were already like ants on a hot pot.

He has done bad things, and he has the blood debt of the Eighth Route Army and the villagers in his hands. He is not the one who will be lenient!And he already smelled the murderous intent in the air!

The Tuba Road is too damn bad, this kind of propaganda is forcing the puppet army to fight among themselves!
"Baga! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" The deputy general of the Japanese corporal pointed his gun at the puppet captain's company commander, said something jerkily, and then slammed the bolt on.

"The time left for you is running out. You have seen what we are going to do next! Now is the second call, and in 5 minutes it will be the third call, and that is your last chance !"

There was a pause in the gunfire, and the sound of shouting from the tin horn floated in again.

"I am loyal to the royal family! Taijun, I don't understand what you are talking about. If I can understand, I will risk my life and I will do it. Now I beg you, please let me take the phone to that Talking a few words... Majesty, look outside, they said, only 5 minutes!" The captain and company commander of the puppet army knelt there and kowtowed, tears streaming down his face.

"Your! Come here! Speak! Quickly!" The Japanese corporal said in blunt Chinese.

The captain and company commander of the puppet army almost scrambled and walked over on his knees to take the phone receiver.

Guan Shan glanced at the busy soldiers on the road with binoculars, handed the iron horn in his hand to the instructor Lu Feng, and said: "Instructor, then you shout, you can do whatever you want, don't laugh!"

Lu Feng laughed and said: "Okay, okay, next, I am Li Yunlong!"

"Don't!" Guan Shan said, "You are political commissar Zhao Gang!"

(three)

"Taijun, Taijun, I am Lai Xiaozhong, the commander of the garrison company of Yejitai Stronghold, oh yes yes Lai Xiaozhong is my Japanese name, Taijun, Taijun! Now outside the gun tower is a battalion of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. At first they claimed to be a battalion, but in fact their whole regiment came, and their regiment leader, Li Yunlong, was just outside our gun tower, shouting!" Lai Xiaozhong reported hoarsely.

"What are you shouting for? Then let me tell you, he said, he said..." Lai Xiaozhong was sweating profusely. Could it be that he really told the ghost on the other end of the phone truthfully about the content of the shouting outside?

"Brothers in the puppet army, let me add something to you!" The iron horn outside shouted again: "A dozen or so Ergouzi were sent to the stronghold to the south of yours... Oh, let me introduce myself, I am the independent group Political commissar, my name is Zhao Gang!"

Lai Xiaozhong hurriedly reported the content: "Taijun, Taijun, that Li Yunlong said, he said, we sent a dozen brothers from the Imperial Association Army to our southern stronghold...but they fired a few shots and lost A few grenades, and then rolled a few times on the ground... Yes, he was the one who shouted with a loudspeaker, Taijun! Hey, hey, hey!"

After being hung up, Lai Xiaozhong was at a loss.

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