I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 333 The Imperial Army Has Nowhere to Hide

Accompanied by the explosions of various mines, the eight heavy machine guns deployed by Kong Jie began cross-fire at low altitude.

The Japanese soldiers were indeed strong soldiers who had been personally trained by Takeshita Shun for three years.

They remained calm and lay down one after another, looking for...non-existent cover.

"Baga, these local thugs are so cunning and have such bad consciences.

They actually cleared all the dirt and large rocks ahead of time, leaving the imperial army with nowhere to hide."

This is what the Japanese soldiers who were still alive on the top of the cliff were thinking.

They dodged the steel balls and fragments of the mines.

At the same time, they opened fire back at the machine gun positions set up by Kong Jie.

It’s just a pity that the Japanese submachine guns were very sophisticated.

However, the range of two hundred meters was too short, making it impossible for most Japanese special forces to reach the machine gun positions.

There were a few Japanese soldiers who were close by and fired a volley of bullets, causing the dirt on the machine gun position to fly everywhere.

The Eighth Route Army machine gunner in the trench would admire Song Wenwan very much in his heart.

If Song Wenwan hadn't specifically reminded them to stay in the trenches and not look up, they would have been allowed to do so.

Otherwise, with that volley of submachine gun bullets just now, it would have been enough.

At least it will stop the independent regiment's four heavy machine guns from firing.

The Japanese special forces soldiers in front were busy changing magazines for their submachine guns.

The soldiers in the trench who were firing with their eyes closed determined the position of the Japanese by hearing.

They slightly adjusted the muzzle of the heavy machine gun and fired a long burst of shots.

The Japanese special forces soldier who was luckier was hit in the face by a heavy machine gun bullet.

The entire front face was hit and flew away, which was a disgrace to China.

Those Japanese special forces who were unlucky were in a miserable state.

The bullets hit them directly over the top of their heads and flew out from behind that...

Not only were their heads blown up by the heavy machine gun bullets of the Eighth Route Army, but they were also...

This result made it impossible to record the battle history of the New 1st Regiment in words.

In the end, I can only use the Spring and Autumn style of writing to gloss over this small detail, and it is not worth telling to outsiders.

The heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route Army were firing fiercely here, and the two 82mm mortars behind the slope also began firing.

They were not attacking the Japanese on the top of the mountain, but specifically bombarded the bottom of the cliff.

There was another Japanese special operations team there who didn't have time to climb up.

As soon as Song Wenwan made a move, she fired ten rounds at high speed, firing twenty shells in half a minute.

Captain Kong, who was in the trench in front, felt his heart bleeding as he listened to the sound of artillery shells exploding.

How come Song Wenwan, this prodigal son from Gannan, doesn't know how to be a little more frugal?

Alas, Li Yunlong’s heart must have bled several times back then.

Finally, with the unlimited ammunition supply from Deputy Captain Wu Changfeng, he slowly adapted to the situation.

What Song Wenwan meant was that if one shell could save the precious life of a revolutionary soldier, it would not be considered a waste.

If not even a single artillery shell could bring back the sacrifice of the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Then just shoot two or three damn times until you can do it.

Although Kong Jie felt distressed, he was still very grateful to Song Wennuan in his heart.

If this kind of configuration had been in place at the beginning, Political Commissar Li Wenying would not have been seriously injured.

The soldiers in the rear battalion would not have suffered such heavy casualties.

I didn't expect that today my independent regiment would also receive the same treatment as Li Yunlong. I feel so happy.

The machine gun didn't fire for long, and the short belt of 250 rounds was used up.

The Eighth Route Army machine gunners in the trenches here began to replace the ammunition belts for the heavy machine guns.

The riflemen hiding in the trenches began shooting at designated areas.

After the eight semi-automatic bullets were fired, the submachine gunner next to him rushed out of the trench and quickly searched forward.

Kong Jie was still a little confused at this time. It only took one minute from the explosion of the mine to the attack of the submachine gunner.

Is this the "Gannan speed" that Li Yunlong often talks about?

If the killing of the Japanese continues with this efficiency in the future, it will be just a matter of time before the Japanese are driven out of China.

The submachine gunners of the Eighth Route Army here serve as the first echelon of the search.

Start a quick search on the battlefield to see if there are any living Japanese soldiers.

You know what, there really were some living Japanese soldiers lying in a natural groove on the edge of the cliff.

These two people are Major Ryo Takeshita and the intelligence officer sent by the First Army.

At this time, Takeshita Ryo was no longer the high-spirited and talented soldier.

He closed his eyes, his little face pale as he lay in the groove, not daring to move.

The reason why the intelligence officer was still alive was that he was trained in the guerrilla warfare and sparrow warfare of the Eighth Route Army.

They walked around Shanxi without fear of being shot by the Eighth Route Army or the militia.

Because that kind of death is considered a win, at least there is a body to be found, you can report it as a death in action, and your family can get compensation.

If someone was put in a sack in the base, there would be no trace of him either alive or dead.

In order to save the compensation, the Japanese government usually treats the victims as missing.

Some more ruthless local officials will directly treat you as a defector.

In this way, the houses, property, and even the women of the missing persons became the property of the local officials.

The remaining people in the family were driven to the factory, working day and night for the Japanese government for free.

I don’t know if it’s because of Takeshita Ryo’s problem, but the intelligence officer’s luck today is really not good.

The groove was too small, so his upper body fell into it.

But his small pair of legs remained outside and were shot away by the heavy machine gunners of the Eighth Route Army.

The unfortunate intelligence officer lost his legs just before the machine gun fire stopped.

As the Eighth Route Army soldiers approached step by step, Takeshita Ryo and the intelligence officer began to look into each other's eyes.

The intelligence officer pulled out a dagger from his waist and began to move the flying claw with great effort.

After a while, a flying claw with a rope fell below the cliff.

“Captain Takeshita, please slide down quickly, I will be guarding from above.

Once you get down, I will cut the rope, and the Eighth Route Army will not be able to catch up with you along the zipline.

When you see Commander Yoshio Shinozuka, please tell him that I was killed in action, not missing!"

Ryo Takeshita looked at the intelligence officer with great gratitude.

He flipped over and grabbed the rope under the flying hook. With a "swish", he performed for the intelligence officer a special forces skill, rappelling with a rope!

The intelligence officer who was in charge of leading the way waited for Takeshita Ryo to slide down.

Enduring the pain in his legs, he began to pry the flying claws one by one.

As he was prying, his hands suddenly stopped and tears of sadness came to his eyes.

"Baga, I worked so hard for nothing, I was just busy showing my loyalty to my superiors.

How could I have forgotten to tell my superior that my name is Akita Kentaro!"

Desperate Akita continued with his work.

When he finally climbed to the place where the last flying claw was hanging.

Suddenly, I saw several shadows appearing on the snow at the edge of the cliff.

The intelligence officer showed no fear. Instead, he made a concerted effort and knocked down the last flying claw.

Only then did Akita Kentaro turn around and proudly raised the dagger in his hand.

He waved the dagger provocatively at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were surrounding him.