Hearing the squad leader's call, the figures scattered on the roof slipped down, sneaking into the same courtyard and entering the house.

More than ten people leaned against the window and kept vigilant. A new recruit asked at the instigation of the veteran: "Squad...squad leader, at this time...why did you ask us all to come in? We have to keep a high point..."

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the squad leader did not waste time: "Let me listen to it. Our battalion has never had cowards since the ninth platoon. Now, the platoon leader asked us to leave the wounded and retreat first. Everyone talked about what to do?"

Someone with no eyes immediately came to his senses: "Since the platoon leader asked us to withdraw first, then... let's obey the order and leave?"

The squad leader had a dark face: "But the platoon leader said he wanted to stay."

A soldier next to him knew that the squad leader was working in thought before the battle, and immediately stated: "Now we leave the platoon leader and run away. In the future, we still have the face to say that it is from the Ninth Battalion? I'll stay!"

The squad leader nodded and praised: "Your idea is good. Do you have any other opinions?"

Few soldiers from the Ninth Camp were fuel-efficient: "We left now and we still have a chance to avenge the platoon leader. If we stay here to die, no one will burn paper money for us during the New Year's Day..."

The soldier immediately took out a handful of money from his pocket when he spoke: "Paper money? Come... I will give it to you now, fuck you out, but let alone the soldiers of the Ninth Camp in the future."

"Hey, what does your mother mean? The platoon leader said he would let us go..."

"We should stay and live and die together with the platoon leader."

Those who are not very obedient actually don’t care whether they are walking or not: “If you don’t say it earlier, just say it directly. Squad leader, do you have to do these pretexts?”

"Yes, yes, we'll all stay..." The soldiers followed suit.

The squad leader was very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers: "Then let me agree first, you are forcing me to violate the order of the platoon leader..."

"Shameless..." The two began to murmur.

The naughty green began to show off: "Aren't they just puppet troops? They dare to challenge the Ninth Camp. I have to urinate them this time..."

"Okay, if the platoon leader blames you, at most, you can eat two less meals, and everyone will take the blame with you..."

More than ten people in the room were ready to go.

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll say it first, there are more than 300 Japanese puppet troops outside the village...

When the squad leader said this, the soldiers were immediately stunned.

A snoring sound came from the room: "What did you say? Didn't my mother say that there were only more than 30 puppet troops?"

The squad leader immediately became excited: "What, are you scared? Want to be a turtle with a headscared?"

"Grandma, I'm afraid of those puppet soldiers and the Japanese? Well, give me ten grenades now, and I'll guard the north of the village alone!"

The recruit was a little panicked and quickly asked the veteran who was helping him: "Brother...what should we do now?"

"Nonsense, what is our Ninth Camp doing? We were born to fight the Japanese!"

"Didn't you say you've only been in the Ninth Camp for half a year?"

"roll!"

Not long-lived worry: "Yes, yes... The village is so big, so many of us are not enough for the enemy to get between our teeth..."

The squad leader raised his hand to suppress the messy voice and said sarcastic words to this person, "Are we fifty or sixty, and we are afraid that he will be a bird..."

The beheaded subordinate said angrily: "We are not going to beat people..."

"I can kick you..." After saying that, the squad leader kicked him.

"I want to sue you with Lao Qin!"

"Don't talk nonsense! You can survive. The correspondent has already reported to the company commander. It won't take long before the company commander will return and send someone back.

The platoon leader and the wounded soldiers fought in the south. We set up a second line of defense in the village to fight street battles. As long as we can hold on for two hours, the company commander will bring people back..."

...

The pseudo-company commander was experienced in encirclement and suppressing anti-Japanese elements. Seeing that the encirclement had been completed, he immediately shouted at his subordinates: "Now, call immediately according to the old rules..."

More than a dozen puppet soldiers were terrified by the platoon leader who won the lottery and rushed to the entrance of the village. They arrived about fifty meters outside the village, and immediately piled up corpses in a mess in the wilderness.

Fifty meters is a semi-dangerous distance for the puppet soldiers. If the village shoots a gun, although it may be hit by a bullet in the village, it is so far... it is usually not even a critical hit, and it is 80% impossible to die.

As long as you win the prize in the 30-meter grenade throwing range, it is safe and worry-free.

Because everyone knows the level of guerrilla shooting...

Who doesn’t know that good marksmanship is raised by bullets?

I have caught many guerrillas in the past, and I have already figured out that they lack guns and bullets. Many people usually practice shooting with wooden sticks, and only fired three or two bullets when they went to the battlefield. As for shooting arrows and throwing flying knives, it is useless to be so far away.

The fake squad leader calmly took out a shiny stick of chopsticks from his pocket: "Hurry up, come and draw lots, draw the shortest one, and go forward and shout..."

The puppet soldiers moved forward quickly. After doing such things, they all knew that among the more than ten sticks in the squad leader's hand, there was only one short one...

One out of ten, the chance of winning is too small.

No matter how small the chance is, there will always be someone who will draw it. Finally, a puppet soldier came out with a sad face.

He lay on the ground and shouted at the village with his throat: "Everyone in the village has heard, you have been surrounded, and surrendering is your only way out. Those who come out first will live, and those who come out later will die..."

The lieutenant behind him was a little curious. As an elite of the Imperial Army, this time it was his first time to "personally" participate in this boring encirclement operation.

I just issued an order to let the Imperial Army surround the village. It seems that the Imperial Army is in good condition. I often heard that the Imperial Army is afraid of trouble. It seems that the legend is wrong!

Chongxin had not returned yet, and he did not order the Imperial Army to invade the village, because he had never commanded such a boring game before, let alone cooperate with the Imperial Army...

Seeing that the Imperial Army was sensible, I suddenly felt that the encirclement was also interesting, so I sat down on the stool handed over by my assistant, intending to watch the fun.

By the way, let’s find out what the village guerrillas will react in the face of the siege.

I have always pretended to be the Eighth Route Army before, but this time, I may be able to provide some experience for myself in the future as a guerrilla team...

...

Seeing that Taijun did not issue a new order, the pseudo-company commander seemed to recognize his approach, and immediately said to the messenger next to him: "According to the old rules, prepare for the second step..."

After all, if you catch an anti-Japanese element, you will get a lot of bounties. I just heard Taijun meant to catch those who are alive. The bold ones who are timid and starved to death, and those who are desperate will naturally be everywhere.

Seeing that there was no movement in the guerrillas in the village, the puppet troops who heard the company commander's orders actually started to prepare with laughter.

It is actually very simple to encircle the guerrillas. A large number of imperial troops surrounded them outside, and they shot and scared them first, and then the army rushed into the village with one spirit... and crushed them directly.

Then, we drove the villagers out from house to house and gathered together to check the good civil certificate first, killed two not-so-important Eighth Route Anti-Japanese elements on the spot, and finally arrested people.

This kind of thing has been done countless times before, and it has been tried and done repeatedly.

Wang Xiaosan, who was lying on the roof, saw the puppet army start to act and quickly pulled the bolt... and a bullet jumped out.

"You're so nervous, you've pulled the bullet for the second time." The old bandit Qi next to him continued to bask in the sun, although it wasn't warm at all.

Immediately afterwards, the puppet troops began to open fire and shoot at the village.

Da da da da da da da da...

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

Bang...bang...

Machine guns, rifles, and mullets were continuously roaring aimlessly into the village...
Chapter completed!