While Xu Enzeng transformed into a ball and carried out a brutal charge, the soldiers of the southern Jinan guerrillas were ready to charge back.

Everyone quickly closed the gun security, got up and pulled out the bayonet from their waists and put it on the bayonet seat. Those who did not have the bayonet also took out the big sword, the red tassel gun and other cold weapons.

It is the norm for guerrillas to attack the masses with few.

Is it impossible to be obedient to the Japanese without advanced weapons?

Cui Hongyong also installed a bayonet, put a T-shaped character on both feet, pulled the bolt with his right hand, turned around and nodded to the left, then roared and jumped out, leading the way.

This is the biggest difference between the Eighth Route Army and the Fruit Army. The officers took the lead in charge, instead of hiding behind and shouting that the brothers would rush for me, ready to run away at any time.

In the eyes of everyone, Cui Hong used it like a tiger going down the mountain to quickly break into the middle of the Japanese and stabbed the bayonet hard into the abdomen.

Before the Japanese could react, they were exposed by a knife. Their face, which was originally full of ruthless expressions, instantly became distorted, and the 38-large cover in their hand fell to the ground.

With one move, Cui Hongyong did not let the other party go easily. When he pulled out the bayonet, pressed down with his right hand, raised his left wrist slightly, and picked out the entire bayonet obliquely, and a one-foot-long wound appeared on the Japanese.

Such a serious injury can be basically announced to be eaten in this era, and there is no need to rescue him.

Looking at Cui Hongyong who was looking for the second target, Zuo Chong's eyes were deep, and the next moment he took out his gun and rushed out of the position, aiming at a Japanese man without being virtuous.

With a bang, the bullet opened a big hole in the target's forehead. Wu Shidao obviously could not defeat the Great Power Colt automatic pistol bullet.

Zuo Zhong held guns in both hands and fired his bows left and right. From time to time, the enemy was hit and fell down. The spies were afraid that something would happen to him, so they quickly followed him to cover and quickly tear open a gap.

But there were too many Japanese people. After killing one, more Japanese were flocking to them.

Human life has become the most valuable thing at this moment.

Both sides were red in their eyes, using bayonets, big swords, and even the most primitive methods of teeth and fists to fight each other, and the battle entered a state of intense heat.

Perhaps because he realized that Zuo Chong's identity was important, Japanese people kept coming around, trying to capture this heavily protected Fructus official alive.

Faced with the enemy that was coming like a tide, even with the desperate guards of the small spies, several deep or shallow wounds appeared on the left arm and side. Fortunately, they were not serious and did not affect the battle.

"Bang!"

A gunshot came from a distance, Zuo Chong was breathing heavily, grabbed a broken rifle to support the ground, and looked up in the direction of the gunshot.

Next to the big tree dozens of meters away, Xu Enzeng slapped his body in a hurry, as if checking whether he was shot. Not far away, a Japanese man slowly fell from behind the tree.

Damn! Isn't this dead?

A good person does not live long, and the disaster lasts for thousands of years. This is true. I don’t know who fired the gun. Zuo Chong spat fiercely.

A cunning Japanese saw that there was a gap, bent over and rushed out, raised the bayonet and stabbed him quietly at the back, with a look of madness on his face.

Since we cannot capture this Republican man alive, then kill him. The Japanese looked fierce and quickened his pace again.

After dealing with the right-wing enemy, Gui Youguang, who brought people to support, happened to see this scene and raised his gun without hesitation instead of making a reminder, because no matter how fast the warning was, the bullet would not work.

“piu~~”

Another gunshot rang out in the distance, and the Japanese who had sneaked into the left three peaks fell to the ground with a pounce. Looking at the enemy close at hand, his eyes widened in despair.

Soon, countless bullets shot from all directions, killing the Japanese one by one. The gunshots went from far to near, and the sound of running a large number of people became clearer and clearer.

"Team leader, are you okay?"

Before he could shoot, Gui Youguang ran to Zuo Chong with a gun with his gun, asked anxiously, and his vigilant eyes kept scanning the battlefield.

"Huh, it's okay."

Zuo Chong shook his head with the wound on his arm. He was really careless this time. Who would have thought that the Japanese attached so much importance to the condolence group and sent so many troops.

If we hadn't happened to encounter a guerrilla team, relying solely on the escort team of the Military Control Commission, not only would Mr. Chen and others not be guaranteed to be safe, but they would also have to be defeated.

While the two of them were talking, Cui Hong, who was covered in blood, kicked an enemy who was stabbed to death by a bayonet, shouted excitedly at everyone after listening.

"The big army is here, comrades, kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

Hearing this sentence, the exhausted guerrillas were excited and raised their weapons and shouted angrily when they faced the Japanese who were already in chaos.

Zuo Chong also laughed. The Eighth Route Army was much more reliable than the police officers in later film and television dramas. At least they didn't come until they died.

"Baga! Retreat, retreat quickly."

The Japanese commander knew that things could not be done, and if this continued, the entire army would be wiped out. He ignored the task and hurriedly ordered the evacuation.

But the two sides are already fighting together, and it is not that easy to leave.

Without Zuo Chong and Cui Hong's orders, the spies and guerrillas bit the enemy desperately and did not give the other party a chance to escape.

In today's battle, so many brothers (comrades) died. Even if they bite them with their teeth, they would keep all the Japanese.

The reinforcements came faster than expected. In just a moment, countless Eighth Route Army soldiers in gray-blue military uniforms emerged in the darkness, and shouts of holding up guns and not killing them all rang out throughout the night sky.

"The gun is out and kills you!"

Unfortunately, the Japanese are not the cannon fodder that is just a scattered 43 years later. They have been completely wiped out. Even if they are at a disadvantage, no one chooses to surrender and continue to resist stubbornly.

What's more, some people held grenades and rushed to the reinforcements beside them, shouting foolish words like Long Live the locust, trying to die together, which shows how deeply the military power is poisoned.

The Eighth Route Army will naturally not be polite to such a stubborn enemy. The soldiers pulled the trigger one after another, and the gunfire was once again dense.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! A few minutes later, around this nameless hill, there were dense corpses, including Japanese, guerrillas and spies.

After this battle, half of the escorts of the Military Control Commission were killed and injured, which was the largest casualties since the establishment of the Military Control Commission.

More than 20 elite agents who spent a lot of training funds died in the northwest like this. They should have played a greater role, at least they should not have fought with the Japanese head-on on the front battlefield.

Zuo Chong listened to the report from Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang, his face was gloomy. Finally, he pulled out his gun and walked to a Japanese man who was injured in his hands and feet and could not move and pulled the hammer.

"stop!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Someone in the reinforcements shouted, but the answer was a few crisp gunshots, and several blood holes suddenly appeared in the Japanese's chest, and they couldn't survive in front of them.

Seeing the deputy director's actions, the angry spy followed suit, either using a gun or a dagger to deal with all the injured Japanese, leaving only a few prisoners who were stunned by the grenades.

"Stop it, don't kill prisoners. Do you still have any discipline?"

The previous caller made a sound again, with a sharp voice and a bit pretentious, which was annoying to hear.

Immediately afterwards, an Eighth Route Army cadre wearing black-framed glasses and a pen in his shirt and pocketed with a pen, walked out of the crowd and walked to Zuo Chong and said righteously.

"Don't you know if you want to treat prisoners preferentially, hand over the gun quickly."

(Don't rush to scold, read patiently, it's not a poisonous point, I don't want to explain it, but recently someone has been leading the rhythm in the comment section, this book and other books)

Zuo Chong took out his handkerchief slowly, wiped the blood that jumped on his face, glanced at the other party, and reported his fake military rank.

"I am a colonel from the Military Commission of the National Civil Affairs Office. What level do you dare to talk to me like this? Well? I ask you, what level do you have!"

With his angry shout, the person who came was so scared that he took two steps back, he stammered and dared not answer, and it was difficult to answer.

The government only gave three underground divisions to establish a total of three divisions, and was even more stingy in terms of military rank. The entire Eighth Route Army had one lieutenant general, nine lieutenant generals, and nineteen major generals.

With the true military rank of Zuozhong, if it is placed in the northwest, it can be placed with the brigade commander, which is the brigade commander who is > the brigade commander of the brigade commander > the young man of the brigade > the king of heaven.

Therefore, a guy who came out of nowhere actually wanted to hand over his gun. It was simply unreasonable. To be honest, there are no more than 10 people in the entire border area who are qualified to do this.

It is related to the dignity of the government. Zuo is to surrender. What he is waiting for when he returns to the mountain city is to dismiss his post and investigate. Someone will never use a person who bows his head to the underground party to be a confidant.

Face issues are sometimes more important than anything.

After the caller took two steps back, he seemed to notice the inappropriate behavior. He was both ashamed and angry, and he whispered to the soldiers around him to arrest him.

As soon as these words were said, the spies could not bear it. They raised their guns as quickly as possible and blocked Zuo Chong's body with their bodies.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers didn't care about the colonel or the lieutenant colonel. Seeing this, they subconsciously raised their guns. The two sides fell into a confrontation, and the atmosphere became more and more serious.

Mr. Chen and others looked at the scene in amazement, wondering what was going on. Isn’t it just killing a few Japanese people, and why they caused wars.

The southern guerrillas, who had just fought side by side with the spies, were even more embarrassed. Cui Hongyong and the man with a national face looked at each other. This matter needs to be decided by the superiors, and they cannot decide. So just keep silent.

Just as things were moving towards the worst direction, a figure strode towards him. This person was the deputy minister of the border social department who had appeared at the scene of the convoy's attack.

The deputy minister first looked at the corpse of the Japanese on the ground, then at the Eighth Route Army cadre with a red face, signaled that all the personnel on his side would put down their guns, turned around and stretched out their hand to Zuo Chong and smiled.

"Hello, Team Leader Xu from the attendant's room, welcome to the border area and your condolences. My name is Lao Li, and I was sent by my superiors to welcome you.

The one who was the Secretary Zhu from the enemy work department of our border area just now, and it was his task to prevent the killing of prisoners. It was all for work. Please understand Team Leader Xu.”

The enemy's work department is full name: the enemy's work department.

It is a special working department responsible for carrying out enemy work, striving for and dismantling enemy forces, and together with the Ministry of Social Affairs and the Ministry of Urban Work, it formed the underground party intelligence system.

Among them, the Ministry of Social Affairs is a social celebrity and the enemy's upper class, and is responsible for anti-espionage work.

The Ministry of Urban Works develops party intelligence organizations in the face of ordinary citizens, students, workers, etc.

The main task of the enemy's Ministry of Works is to instigate the Japanese and puppet troops, obtain military intelligence, and strengthen its own strength.

Zuo Chong quickly recalled the information from the enemy's Ministry of Works in his mind, first solemnly expressed his gratitude to "Old Li", and then snorted coldly at the so-called Officer Zhu, saying a little dissatisfied.

"In this situation, we are simply unable to treat the wounded. Giving them a joyful life is enough. It is enough to have those unconscious prisoners in the interrogation.

Just for this little thing, you have made such a big move and even draw your guns at us. Those who don’t know think you have become friendly forces with the Japanese and want to inflict rebellion.

Also, the military discipline of the army is too scattered. A small official, a big official with sesame and green bean, dares to talk to the superiors and subordinates, and do you have any more or less superiors or inferiors?"
To be continued...