Anti-Japanese Jagged General

Chapter 529 What does the Eighth Route Army want to do? (Second update!)
"Then what should we do?" Huang Yuanqiang asked immediately.

"Pick the soft persimmons!" Wang Ping replied in surprise.

Huang Yuanqiang's already frowning brows became even deeper at this time, and he asked in confusion: "But I didn't see any soft persimmons! The Japanese army has a brigade in each of the three food storage points outside the city. If you really want to say that there are fewer garrisons, there is only Fengling Town, where there is no garrison of the Imperial Association Army!"

A very mysterious smile slowly appeared on Wang Ping's face.

"Now there is really no soft persimmon for us to pinch. Besides, devils are not fools. It is impossible to take the initiative to expose the soft persimmon to us to pinch. Since there is no ready-made soft persimmon for us to pinch, then we will create a soft persimmon by ourselves. !"

It has been three days since Colonel Matsumoto brought a squadron of special forces into the grain depot.

The Eighth Route Army, which had been going out to grab food some time ago, seemed to have disappeared these days without any movement.

As a veteran, Matsumoto not only did not relax, but tightened his nerves even more.

In Matsumoto's view, the tranquility in front of him was probably the last calm before the decisive battle broke out.I don't know when, the Eighth Route Army, which has accumulated enough strength, will launch the deadliest attack on the imperial army.

With such thoughts and judgments, Colonel Matsumoto not only became nervous, but the garrison guarding the three granaries also stepped up their guard under his orders to guard against sneak attacks by the Eighth Route Army.

"Bang bang bang...boom..." Suddenly, a burst of gunshots mixed with two explosions reached Matsumoto's ears, waking up the frowning Matsumoto.

"It must be the Eighth Route Army, the wait for a few days is finally not in vain!" Matsumoto shouted excitedly.

He picked up the submachine gun hanging on the wall, loaded a magazine full of bullets, loaded the bullets, and then walked outside, shouting loudly as he walked.

"Assemble, all of the Third Squadron, the Eighth Route Army is here, ready to fight!"

In less than a minute, a squadron of more than 1 devil special forces stood in front of Matsumoto in full armor.

At this time, the gun battle outside the village not only did not stop, but intensified.

The sounds of rifles, pistols, submachine guns, light and heavy machine guns, and even mortars are all mixed together.

Not only did Matsumoto's face not show the tension before the battle, but he became more and more excited, and then shouted with enthusiasm: "The Eighth Route Army special forces team is also here, all of them are here, follow me to reinforce the battlefield, use the team as a unit, and kill the sneak attack here. The Eighth Route Army, especially their special forces, can't let them escape this time no matter what!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Matsumoto rushed out of the warehouse where Te himself was hiding.

"What's going on? Why did the gunfire stop!" Just as he was about to rush to the battlefield, the continuous gunfire in front suddenly stopped.Although the movements on Matsumoto's feet did not stop, a big question arose in his heart.

As soon as he rushed into the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and blood, a captain ran over with his injured arm and face full of gunpowder.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has been repulsed by us!"

"The Tuba Road retreated, didn't they come to grab food? Why did they retreat so quickly!" Mr. Matsumoto frowned and said to himself.

Then he stared at the captain and asked, "How many people have come from the Tuba Road, and how is their equipment? Also, is the loss of the troops too great?"

The captain whose arm was injured immediately lowered his head, and replied with an aggrieved face: "A dozen people came from Tuba Road, and they directly touched the position 40 meters in front of us and launched an attack, which caught us off guard!"

"Their equipment is very good, each of them has an automatic weapon, and a squad guarding here was beaten into a sieve before they had time to fight back.

Fortunately, the patrol team was nearby, withstood their attack, and then persisted until the humble leader led reinforcements. "

"I saw that there were not many people from the Tuba Road, so I wanted to outflank and kill them. But I didn't expect them to ambush the troops outside, and the firepower was also very strong. A detour team was directly surrounded by them, and was killed without even holding on for 2 minutes. , and then the Tuba Road that attacked us retreated."

"In less than 5 minutes of fighting, we lost a total of nearly two infantry squads!"

"The Eighth Route Army took all the wounded and dead bodies with them when they retreated. We don't know how many their casualties were!"

"The ones attacking you must be the Eighth Route Army Special Forces. Didn't they come here for food? Why did they retreat after they fought. Can anyone tell me what they want to do? What is their purpose?" Colonel Matsumoto judged, frowning.

The squadron leader next to him immediately asked: "Captain, the Eighth Route Army Special Forces has appeared. They have just retreated, so they must not have gone too far. Do you want to pursue them now and kill them!"

The Eighth Route Army Special Forces used the corpses of their special forces to tell Colonel Matsumoto time and time again that even if the special forces were not as good as his special forces in training, they could still tyrannize the special forces in his hands as long as the strategy was used well.

Colonel Matsumoto, who was still arrogant just now, after hearing the squadron leader's request for a battle, and seeing the dark night outside the town, an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his mind, and then a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

Originally, I prepared a large net for the Eighth Route Army Special Forces in the warehouse.

Now, an inexplicable attack and retreat by the Eighth Route Army Special Forces directly snatched the initiative on the battlefield from him, and then waited in the dark night, waiting for him to send out to rush out.

Thinking of this, the hesitation on Matsumoto's face directly turned into fear, and then he resolutely opposed: "No, the Eighth Route Army special forces are too cunning, they must have set up traps outside that we don't know about. As long as we go out and hunt them down, we will Will be fooled!"

After the order was issued, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Mr. Matsumoto's forehead because of nervousness.

After taking a long breath, Colonel Matsumoto, who slowly calmed down, continued to order: "As long as the Eighth Route Army doesn't solve the food problem for a day, they will continue to attack here."

"We just need to set up a net here, and the Eighth Route Army, which is short of food, will definitely take the initiative to attack us and get into this big net!"

"Therefore, it will be a matter of time to eliminate the Eighth Route Army Special Forces. We don't need to let the entire squadron take risks for this little time!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the Eighth Route Army Special Forces' attack just now was to force us out, and then take the opportunity to eliminate us. In this way, they will lose our formidable enemy when they attack the grain depot. We must not be fooled!"

In a ravine less than two kilometers away from Fengling Town, Huang Yuanqiang, who had driven for nearly half an hour, finally returned here with the wounded.

Before and after entering, Huang Yuanqiang rushed to Wang Ping's side and reported.

"Captain, the battle just now was very good. In less than 5 minutes, we killed at least two squads of devils. We only sacrificed two team members and injured one person!"

"What to do next, Captain, give the order!"

"Let's not fight today for the time being. Tomorrow, it will be the same as usual. Attack Fengling Town, hit and run, mainly to kill and injure the devil's garrison, don't forget to attack in another place!" Wang Ping replied calmly.

Huang Yuanqiang, who was still high-spirited just now, turned into a defeated rooster in an instant, lowering his head and answering: "Yes, captain!"

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