Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

Chapter 131 Warning Zone

"Captain, the Japanese and puppet troops bypassed the hillside and did not take the main road. The two mines we planted on the hillside also exploded, killing and wounding three or four puppet troops. Not a bad harvest!"

After hearing the militia's report, the militia captain laughed: "We stare at this terrain every day and ponder it. If we don't gain anything at all, then we need to reflect on it. It is normal to gain something!"

Everyone present laughed, with heartfelt smiles on their faces, as if the crops planted by their own hands had matured.

When labor is rewarded, joy will naturally come to my heart.

"By the way, what's going on with the Japs now?"

"Looking at their direction and route, they still plan to enter the village and will soon enter our warning area." the militiaman replied.

Under normal circumstances, after the Japanese and puppet troops approach a village, the militiamen standing guard will quickly pass the news back to the village, whether to fight or move, so that everyone can be prepared before the Japanese arrive.

But as time goes by, many problems will naturally be exposed.For example, the militiamen have not received professional training, lack patience, and often become distracted and lazy.What's more, some people feel that this position is of no use and is just for idle people, so they simply leave the job, which leads to serious consequences.

After suffering several losses and paying a heavy price, the Eighth Route Army summed up its experience, emphasized the importance of sentry posts, and strengthened the training of militiamen.The Eighth Route Army will not continue to make mistakes that have already been made. As long as there are ways, they will definitely make up for and correct them.

But the militia is a militia after all. There are too many and the situation is complicated. No matter what, it cannot be compared with the regular army.Therefore, in addition to emphasizing the role and strengthening training, the Eighth Route Army also deliberately found ways to let something that would not be distracted "stand guard."

Just like landmines.

Compared with people, mines are model workers.As long as you put a string on the mine, it doesn't matter whether you are exposed to the sun, wind or buried in the ground and flooded. As long as the enemy steps on it, this guy will definitely go berserk on the spot and send the enemy spiraling into the sky.The huge light and sound will wake up the entire village in an instant, faster and more timely than any sentry.

Therefore, using landmines to "stand guard" has become the first choice of militiamen.This trick was copied by countless villages in North China in a short period of time. In many villages, militiamen stood guard during the day, and at night mines were strung up to provide early warning, and gongs and drums were played to notify the whole village.As soon as a mine goes off, the enemy must have moved in. Those who need to retreat will be withdrawn, and those who need to be attacked will be attacked, thus saving many lives.

Apparently, this village is no exception.

"Let's go and let the Japs wander around the guarded area. When the Japs can't go any further, let the soldiers with good marksmanship come over and fire a few shots to see them off!"

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"That's the village over there, but it seems we're late and all the villagers have run away." The puppet platoon leader pointed to the village in the distance and said.

The leader of the Japanese team nodded: "Remember this village. We were shot down on the road, and there is no trace of the people in this village... In my opinion, the villagers in this village must have colluded with the Eighth Route Army."

"Then Taijun, what should we do? The village is empty now, and we can't catch anyone." The puppet platoon leader asked with a little hesitation.

He didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to end this bad day as soon as possible and rest quickly.If something happened again, his little heart wouldn't be able to bear it.

"It's easy, just demolish the house!" The Japanese leader sneered: "Do these stupid farmers really think they don't have to pay for running fast? He can run away from people, but he can't run away from the house!"

"Move forward! This road is commonly used by farmers in the village. Mines will not be laid. Move forward!" The Japanese squad leader passed the platoon leader and gave the order directly.The team moved forward again. The Japanese squad leader straightened his chest, took a breath, and strode forward, leaving only a puppet platoon leader with an obviously ugly expression.

"Is this Japanese really stupid or pretending to be stupid?" The platoon leader shook his head and followed slowly.

This sweep was a real eye-opener for him.This is both digging graves and demolishing houses. Who can stand it if this continues?Who doesn’t want to vote against someone else?The so-called "co-prosperity" theory taught in Japanese military academies has become a complete joke in the face of this cruel reality.

"Forget it, let's leave this issue to the Japanese to consider. I don't want to do it anyway." The puppet platoon leader silently calculated in his heart.

The Japanese are not willing to kill their own people. If anything dangerous happens, they, the yellow-skinned security forces, will go first.The security troops stepped on the landmines on the [-]th Route first, and the security troops took the bullets on the [-]th Route first. Who the hell can stand this?

So we must look for opportunities to get on the line with the Eighth Route Army.If he couldn't get on the line, who knows how long he could survive the bad luck of the Eighth Route Army?He didn't want to die unexpectedly.

This is not only for your own life, but also to live up to your own conscience.

As for whether the soldiers under his command are willing or not, there is almost no need to consider this.As time goes by and the casualties increase, everyone in the security force will be able to react.The few remaining thorns can be easily dealt with, like the fat man...

Just as the platoon leader lowered his head to think, the rest of the group had quickly rushed into the cordoned area set up by the militiamen.The Japanese orders were to destroy and demolish houses, so this group of Japanese and puppet soldiers began to go crazy, destroying everything they could see.

The fat man who had received special attention from the platoon leader also found someone to vent his anger on.It was a stone holding a wooden stick, and something seemed to be hanging from the other end of the wooden stick, hanging down into a small hole. It seemed that something was hanging out, but because of the poor light, it was difficult to see clearly.Relying on the pressure of the stone, the stick can maintain its balance and prevent the other end from falling.

The fat man looked at the stone, stepped forward, and kicked the stone far away.Without the suppression of the stone, the wooden stick immediately flipped up and fell into the hole, making a muffled sound.

"Damn it, this guy surnamed Ma is an idiot. The opportunity is right in front of him, but he doesn't want to seize it! I want to go to a Japanese military academy but I can't. This bitch still wants to take advantage of that opportunity when he has it. Lao Shizi’s illusory morality..."

boom!
Before he could finish his words, the muttering was covered up by a huge explosion.The fat man was sent directly to the sky by the heat rising from the soles of his feet, and then he was smashed down hard.The huge movement caused all the nearby Japanese and puppet troops to turn their attention.

The puppet platoon leader rushed over quickly, turned over the corpse on the ground, and confirmed his identity.He was overjoyed, but his face did not change at all. He still had a straight face and looked very serious.

"What happened? What did he touch before?" the puppet platoon leader looked at the people around him and asked.

A puppet soldier not far away replied: "He seemed to have kicked a rock and then it exploded."

The platoon leader looked at the location where the explosion occurred: "Everyone must be careful. Don't move anything until you understand the situation! Don't smash everything you see!"

After saying that, the platoon leader looked at the Japanese squad leader not far away.These orders didn't count for him, they still needed the Japanese's consent.

Everyone's eyes turned to the Japanese squad leader.The old devil had a sullen face and nodded.Although face is a bit worrying, now is not the time to consider face.

(End of this chapter)