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Chapter six hundred and seventy third unhappy trial

The Japanese squad leader rushed to the front, with the sergeant and more than 30 subordinates following closely. As soon as he rushed to the entrance of the village, the squad leader was stunned.

A look of horror appeared on his face that was still excited just now

"Baga, we're fooled!"

Right in front of him at the entrance of the village, a heavy machine gun and two light machine guns blocked the middle of the road, and the black muzzle was aimed at him.

Behind the light and heavy machine gun, more than a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers who were lying or squatting were looking at themselves with a sarcastic look on their faces.

"Dadadada..." As soon as the screams filled with horror came out, they pulled the trigger with a sneer.

The bullets spit out from the muzzles of the three machine guns were intertwined and instantly enveloped himself and his lower body.

Before he could do any evasion, several blood holes appeared on his body, and then he fell to the ground with a look of despair.

The Japanese behind were stunned for a moment, and then wanted to turn around and retreat.

"Comrades, kill with me and kill these dozens of Japanese soldiers!" The Eighth Route Army, hiding in the house next to the entrance of the village, rushed out like a hungry wolf when the Japanese were stunned.

The machine gunners at the front were held in their arms, and as soon as they rushed out, they hugged the fire at them.

"Dadadada...ah...Baga..." At this time, there were gunfires on the battlefield and the screams of the Japanese.

A total of ten light and heavy machine guns were fired together, and more than 30 Japanese who were caught off guard had no room for fighting back and were directly killed.

"Battery Commander, the battle is over, all the Japanese are killed!" The company commander shouted excitedly.

"It's great. I haven't fought such a fast battle for a long time. I finally got to enjoy it today!"

Jin Kai, who followed him with him, threw the light machine gun he had just held in his arms and charged to the guards, and was also excited: "Battery Commander, I have never fought the Japanese for so long. The entire company only sacrificed one person and eliminated dozens of Japanese!"

The Envoy was happy for a moment and then calmed down: "The Japanese have not finished fighting yet, don't be too happy too early!"

"The next battle will be brought to the Second Company. Go to the village entrance to pick up more than a dozen clean Japanese military uniforms and let our people change them. Then carry the Japanese squad leader on a stretcher, carry two light machine guns, and we will sneak attack the Zhouzhuang stronghold!"

After the sudden gunfire of Tianjia Village reached the Zhouzhuang stronghold, the Japanese soldiers who were left behind the stronghold suddenly became unpleasant.

"Baga, there was a heavy machine gun shooting sound in the gunshots. The captain did not bring the heavy machine gun over. The heavy machine gun must be from the Eighth Route Army. We were fooled!"

Although the puppet army guarding here is also a company commander, there are only two platoons in hand.

After following the Japanese for a long time, he had long regarded the Japanese as his parents for food and clothing.

In his eyes, without the Japanese supporting him, he would not be able to get so many benefits in the position of company commander.

So, when he heard that the Japanese who had left were deceived and might have an accident, he panicked.

He invested a lot of money in the Japanese squad leader, and then he gained the trust of the squad leader. If the squad leader dies and a new squad leader comes over, then his previous investment will definitely be fully lost.

More importantly, if the Eighth Route Army, who destroyed the squad leader, wanted to continue attacking the stronghold, with less than twenty Japanese left at the stronghold, they would definitely not be the opponent. At that time, their lives would be in trouble.

The more I thought about it, the more solemn the team leader, immediately asked, "Taijun, what should we do next?"

"Wait!" the sergeant replied with a frown.

He followed the order and said, "You must also prepare for battle. I am worried that if the captain has an accident, the Eighth Route Army will come to attack our stronghold!"

"Do you want to ask for help from the town?" The company commander who planned to save his life first asked immediately.

"Baga, we don't know anything, how can we ask for help?" The sergeant refused the suggestion without hesitation.

He couldn't determine whether the captain would really have an accident. He reported it rashly, and if there was no accident in the end, he would definitely not be able to escape the charge of lying about military information.

"Sir, someone is here in Tianjia Village!" A scream suddenly sounded in the ears of the military officers.

The military commander vaguely saw dozens of figures rushing towards the stronghold in panic.

"Baga, our only telescope was taken away by the captain. I can't see their identities clearly?" the sergeant frowned and shouted.

After dozens of people rushed forward for another two hundred meters, the puppet army company commander shouted excitedly.

"It's the captain and the others, the captain is back!"

"But I didn't see the captain. Did something happen to the captain?"

Suddenly, Wang Jianxin's figure appeared in the sight of the puppet army's company commander, looking very frightened. Wang Jianxin also had a stretcher beside him, and the four members of the Maintenance Guard were carrying them, panting and rushed towards the artillery tower.

The company commander immediately made a judgment: "Taijun, the captain must have been injured and was carried by the Tianjia Village Maintenance Guard on a stretcher!"

"They must have encountered an ambush from the Eighth Route Army in Tianjia Village, and then broke out and this was how it happened!"

"Dadada..." Perhaps in order to prove the words of the puppet army's company commander, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang in the direction of Tianjia Village, which scared the puppet army's company commander.

In the artillery tower, whether it was the puppet army or the Japanese, they all subconsciously pulled the bolts and were ready to shoot out at any time!

"It was the Eighth Route Army's pursuit soldiers who came here!" The company commander reacted first and shouted.

"There are two Taijuns behind the palace who were beaten to death."

Then, without waiting for the Japanese officer next to him to order: "Brothers, be prepared for battle and cover the Taijun outside to enter the stronghold."

"As long as the Eighth Route Army pursuers enter the range, shoot immediately and block them. Otherwise, when they come, we will all die!"

The Japanese military officers also knew that relying solely on these people at the stronghold would definitely not be able to stop the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

In addition, the puppet army company commander next to him had already confirmed the captain and his identities, the sergeant finally put aside his worries and concerns, and then ordered the remaining Japanese in the stronghold to prepare for the support.

When Wang Jianxin and his party were about to rush outside the stronghold, the puppet army company commander decisively ordered his subordinates to open the stronghold gate.

The Japanese military commander issued a shooting order: "Shoot and block the Eighth Route Army behind!"

"Dadada..." Two machine guns and a heavy machine gun fired quickly, and the dense bullets immediately blocked the Eighth Route Army's pursuit two hundred meters away.

It was not until this time that the sergeant looked at the captain who had already rushed to the gate.

Soon, the sergeant's face turned pale, and the Japanese and puppet troops in the artillery tower stared at each other with incredible eyes.

"Baga, we're fooled, they're not the captain!"

There was no one who knew more than a dozen people in Japanese uniforms, and even had a familiar face.

All the Japanese in the entire garrison team had less than fifty people. They met every day and were very familiar with each other even if they didn't know each other.

And there was no familiar face in front of me, so there must be something wrong.

"Don't let them in, shoot them out!"
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