Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

The militiamen sent out to notify other villages rushed back as quickly as possible. The moment his figure appeared, he became the focus of the scene. Several people who were not very good at concentration immediately surrounded him and asked about the situation.

"Why are you so anxious? Let him sit down and rest." The militia captain brought a glass of cold water and handed it to the militiaman: "The militiamen from other villages should be arriving soon, right?"

The militiaman took the water glass, drank it in one gulp, and then nodded: "Yes, after they learned about the situation, they immediately agreed to come over to build up their momentum!"

"That's good." The militia captain was relieved, and smiles appeared on the faces of others around him.

The strength of a village's militia is extremely limited. Even if they want to delay the fight against the Japanese, they won't be able to delay it for long. To be effective, it must conduct joint defense with the surrounding villages and become one.

The simplest way is to quickly notify other villages of the news after discovering the traces of the Japanese. If the enemy is small in scale, the villagers and soldiers from all over the country will gather together and bring weapons to form the main force of the Eighth Route Army to scare away this group of enemies. If the enemy is large in scale, they cannot show up. Let's lay out mine arrays on the road and build some booby traps in the village to prevent the enemy from advancing and reduce losses.

If it were in the past, the Japanese and puppet troops at the company level would definitely be considered a larger enemy. If they were not frightened and there was a real exchange of fire, there might be many casualties. After all, we are militiamen. It would be nice to have a few guns, but our combat effectiveness is very poor. Moreover, the militiamen are still an important labor force in each village in normal times, so it is better not to lose them.

But the situation is different now. Soldiers from the new regiment have also been temporarily added to the village troops. There is no shortage of ammunition, and they even brought a machine gun. The combat effectiveness has greatly increased. Even if you can't scare the enemy away, you won't suffer too much if you start a fight.

At least the machine gun can provide pretty good cover when retreating.

"Captain, the vanguard of the Japs has entered the village, what should we do?"

"Have you prepared all the booby traps?" the militia captain asked.

"Of course it has been arranged a long time ago, and we are just waiting for the Japanese to drink a pot of it. However, during this period, we did not get enough gunpowder and the horizontal powder was not enough. I reduced the charge a little..."

The so-called horizontal medicine is actually a type of black gunpowder. The gunpowder made in the village is classified according to different formulas and functions, such as the smooth medicine used to start fire, the elixir used to make fuses, and the horizontal medicine is explosive.

"It's better than nothing. Everyone, prepare your weapons. If the Japanese want to run away, we'll give them a farewell. If the Japanese don't move, wait until night and scare them."

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After spending nearly an hour, detonating two more landmines and leaving three wounded, the puppet troops finally entered the village.

The Japanese squad leader naturally sat down on the millstone at the entrance of the village, and then looked at the unfortunate puppet platoon leader: "You, send someone to notify the squad leader, and then lead people to search from room to room. If anyone resists, immediately Kill!"

"Yes!" The puppet platoon leader waved his hand, and dozens of the exhausted puppet security forces cheered up and followed him. He casually named someone to report the news, and then arranged for machine gunners to block the road and asked a few people to guard the corners between several houses. Then he led the remaining people to the end of the village, in groups of three. Search from house to house.

Seeing that the puppet soldiers were all obediently going to work, the Japanese squad leader nodded. If nothing else goes wrong, they will spend the night in this village today. Even if all these villagers have run away, there is no need to dedicate manpower to keep an eye on the villagers. When I leave tomorrow, I will demolish the house and teach these unruly people a lesson...

Just when the old devil began to think about how to spend the night, there was an explosion not far away.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the Japanese squad leader immediately jumped down from the millstone, grabbed the gun with his right hand, and immediately pulled the bolt and loaded the gun. He looked in the direction where the sound came from and saw two puppet soldiers escaping from a room and falling onto their backs. "What happened?" The puppet platoon leader was also alerted and walked over quickly.

This is pretty much nonsense. There was an explosion and then there was no movement. It was definitely not an ambush, it could only be a trap set by the Eighth Route Army. Two people ran out. Naturally, they were the unlucky ones who had hit a booby trap and were left inside.

"Platoon leader, it's... it's a booby trap. Old Sun kicked the bench..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another loud noise. The Japanese squad leader and the puppet platoon leader turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a puppet soldier covering his face and rushing out of the house, throwing himself in the yard and letting out bursts of screams.

The puppet platoon leader quickly trotted over: "How are you?"

The platoon leader dragged the puppet soldier to the corner, helped him sit down, and then raised his head and looked at him. Under the palms covering his face, bright red blood was flowing down his face, and the blood on his chin was dripping on his pants drop by drop.

"Platoon leader, the mine exploded as soon as we opened the door!" The puppet soldier raised his head, as if he wanted to take a look at the platoon leader, but this action made him tremble all over and take a sharp breath. gas.

In this short movement, the puppet platoon leader saw an iron piece piercing his eye socket through his fingers. If nothing else happens, his eye will be considered useless.

"Help!"

Suddenly there was another weak cry from behind. When the platoon leader turned around, it turned out that there was still a puppet soldier who had not been killed. He stretched out his blood-stained hand, grabbed it on the threshold, and dragged his body out of the house with all his strength.

This time, there was no need for the platoon leader to go by himself. A puppet soldier on the side stepped forward and dragged the person out. In the light of the sky, it was obvious that the unlucky guy's legs had been blown to pieces. The pants legs were stained red with blood.

"Everyone gather! Don't touch anything in the village without my order!"

After two explosions, the other puppet troops no longer dared to move. At this moment, after receiving the order from the platoon leader, the group of puppet soldiers immediately gathered and stayed far away from the house, not daring to get closer.

"Taijun, do you see?"

The Japanese squad leader has already come over. He looked at the severely reduced puppet army, then looked at the somewhat dark sky, and sighed. At this moment, he suddenly felt tired. He had already suffered heavy losses before even seeing anyone. If he continued to sweep...

He suddenly felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing for the team leader to go with him. At least he doesn't have to make these excruciating decisions.

"You guys need to rest where you are and wait until the squad leader arrives."

"Okay, okay, thank you Taijun!" The platoon leader immediately thanked the Japanese all at once, and then began to call people into the house to check the situation, drag back the bodies, and rescue the wounded. (End of chapter)