Waving the butt of his gun, a Japanese soldier unceremoniously smashed a water tank, looked at the palm-thick ice cubes that had condensed in the water tank, and cursed fiercely: "Bastard...... With such a thick block of ice, no one has lived in this yard for at least three or four days! What else can these rat-like people do besides escape? ”

Wielding a bayonet, another Japanese soldier who broke into the courtyard picked up firewood piled up in a corner of the courtyard and said to the Japanese soldier who had just smashed the water tank: "If all of them are such cowards, then it is not a bad thing? I've heard of it - in this operation, the number of soldiers in Yusha has exceeded 300, which is almost the total number of garrison troops in a county! ”

"So what? Aren't there more people from China who were killed? ”

"Most of the people who were killed were just farmers. The number of real anti-Japanese armed personnel, I'm afraid, is not much! And...... The anti-Japanese forces in China, which had already been encircled, were able to launch a breakthrough operation in less than an hour after learning about the situation of being encircled! If you encounter a guy like this on the battlefield, you have to be careful! ”

"Even the soldiers of the regular army of China are no match for the soldiers of the Imperial Army on the battlefield! Are these anti-Japanese armed personnel in China even more ....... than the soldiers of the regular army in China? Daimon-kun, did you hear anything? ”

Subconsciously raised the muzzle of the gun, and after the Japanese soldier called the gate moved the muzzle of the gun back and forth in the courtyard, he lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly, and shouted to the Japanese soldier who was listening attentively: "It seems that your nickname is really not wrong - suspicious Iwami?" I didn't hear anything except the sound of gunfire coming from the positions in front of us to block the breakthrough of the anti-Japanese forces! ”

Frowning tightly, the Japanese soldier named Iwami shook his head firmly: "There is indeed a voice...... Very strange sound! It's like ...... Have items made of metal rubbing gently? It's soft, but it's ........"

Sighing slightly, the door turned his head to look at the empty room that had already been searched by himself, and whispered impatiently, "Okay...... Even if there is a strange sound, where did it come from? ”

Listening to the faint sound of copper, Iwami's footsteps unconsciously moved towards the gate of the courtyard: "It's from the direction of the street we just searched...... Very slight sound, but ...... Looks like you're getting closer?! Damen-kun, you ......."

While greeting his companions, Iwami turned his head to look at the location where the gate was, but the first thing that caught Iwami's eyes was a bloody sharp spear tip that suddenly appeared in the heart of the gate!

Without hesitation, he raised the muzzle of the rifle in his hand, and Iwami almost screamed and aimed the gun at the young man behind the gate, who was a little thin and dressed like a peasant: "Bastard...... Guy out of nowhere........"

Without waiting for Iwami to pull the trigger, a wooden plank covered with a thin layer of earth was violently pushed into the air from under the pile of firewood, which had been picked open by the bayonet. Without waiting for the plank to hit the ground, a young man crouching under the plank waved the two short shuttle darts in his hand and pounced, and simply stabbed the two short shuttle darts into Iwami's throat and heart.

Turning sideways slightly, the young man hiding under the pile of firewood neatly pulled out two short shuttle darts from Iwami's heart and throat, took advantage of the situation to avoid the dirty blood that splattered from the wound, and shouted at the young man who stabbed the door from behind: "Be sharp, stuff these two dead devils into the kang hole in the house!" ”

With just a slight nod, the young man who stabbed the door to death did not speak, and dragged the two Japanese corpses into the house twice. The young man who killed Iwami found some dirt and snow from the yard, and in three or two strokes, he roughly covered up the traces of blood gushing out of the corpses of the two Japanese soldiers.

Grabbing a handful of snow to wipe the blood stains left on the short shuttle dart, the young man who took out Iwami and shouted in a low voice with some excitement: "Let's open this door!" You are one, I am one, after returning to the village, Brother Xia asked, and the two of us can finally straighten up and speak! ”

Also wiping the blood stains left on the short shuttle dart with snow, another young man with a slightly thin figure shook his head slightly: "The news from Brother Banxia can be said to be clear, not to mention that there are also two hundred devils who have entered the He family's big set!" We've only let go of the two, and the work isn't done yet! Change places, let's pick up the stubble! ”

Almost at the same time, a similar scene was happening in many courtyards or houses in the He family's large concentration. In just a bowl of tea, twenty or thirty of the Japanese soldiers who were scattered throughout the He family concentration to search were quietly assassinated by Ding Zhuang, who was good at concealing his appearance, in Tujia Village, and even the corpses were properly hidden......

It seemed that he felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him for some reason, and some of the soldiers sent out to search had not returned, and the Japanese army leading officer who had already walked to the main road of the He family concentration finally noticed something unusual, and shouted and ordered all the Japanese troops to stop.

The footsteps that had been ringing in his ears suddenly stopped, and the He family, which had already been empty, suddenly had a rather strange atmosphere. Especially against the backdrop of the gunfire that rang out from time to time in the distance, it looks even more ghostly, which is really chilling!

Swallowing with difficulty, the Japanese officer holding a southern-style pistol dragged a soldier who was walking beside him: "Take a few people, concentrate on inspecting the houses on both sides of the street, and be sure to ......"

Before he finished speaking, with a sound of brass that sounded like nothing, more than a dozen blood-stained Japanese steel helmets had already been thrown over the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street, and were thrown into the street where the Japanese hedgehogs gathered, smashing into a muffled sound on the bluestone-paved street!

Frightened, the Japanese officer holding a southern-style pistol almost subconsciously shouted: "Enemy attack!" Assault ......."

As soon as the order was issued, the Japanese officer with a southern-style pistol suddenly felt that something was wrong - except for the steel helmets thrown from across the room, not even a single enemy could be seen as far as the eye could see!

Even if it's a surprise attack, where is it heading ?!

The Japanese soldiers who were also at a loss for the surprise order issued by the Japanese officer, and the Japanese soldiers who were aiming around with their guns were very frightened, and their fingers had already been unable to cause misfire, and they all put their guns on the triggers of their rifles!

Suddenly, from the end of the wide bluestone street, a burly strong man suddenly revealed his figure, raised the two short shuttle darts in his hand and shouted: "Little devil, grandpa is here!" ”

Quickly turning the muzzle of the gun, at least a dozen Japanese soldiers immediately pulled the trigger on the strong man who showed his figure at the end of the street. But the burly man, as if he had known for a long time that the Japanese were going to shoot at him, had already used his strength to rush towards the mouth of an alley beside the street that could hide his body. The dozen or so bullets that came in a burst of bullets only sent a cloud of green smoke from where he was standing......

Almost without waiting for the dozen or so Japanese soldiers who had fired to pull the bolt to unpack and load, a crack man jumped out again in the street frontage, raised his hand and threw a blood-stained Japanese steel helmet towards the Japanese soldiers gathered on the street: "Don't want it, I will return it to you!" ”

Turning the muzzle of the gun again, the dense rain of bullets suddenly knocked the signboard hanging in front of the shop to the ground, but it still failed to hurt the sturdy man in the slightest.

In the shouting and scolding that sounded again, a blood-stained Japanese steel helmet, or a crumpled and bloody Japanese military uniform, were thrown out of the pavements on both sides of the street, or from the hands of the strong men who suddenly appeared at the end of the street. Some of them fell to the ground from a long distance away from the Japanese soldiers who were gathered by the hedgehogs, and some were thrown into the Japanese soldiers just right.

Bending down and picking up a blood-stained steel helmet that had been thrown into the crowd, the Japanese soldier holding the steel helmet just glanced at the name written on the inner lining of the steel helmet, and immediately hissed: "It's Daimian-kun's steel helmet....... Bastard....... The Damen-kun has been shattered! ”

He also picked up a bloody Japanese military uniform that was crumpled up, and another Japanese soldier also screamed: "Waseda's military uniform...... Waseda is still with me! There is an ambush...... These people are lying in ambush in those houses! Watch out for the houses around you, the ambush may be in the house......"

In the midst of some confusion, almost all the Japanese soldiers pointed their guns at the doors on both sides of the street. Several Japanese soldiers even took grenades from behind their waists and put on a posture of throwing grenades into the house next to them!

Almost at the stalls where dozens of Japanese soldiers gathered together shouted indiscriminately, and even the formation was a little scattered, from the roofs on both sides of the street, more than a dozen soldiers of the Eighth Route Army armed with German-made 20-round pistols suddenly jumped up, all of them were cross-ended German-made 20-round pistols, and happily swept a magazine towards the Japanese soldiers standing in the middle of the street who had already scattered in formation!

As soon as the gunfire of bursting beans stopped, Ding Zhuang from more than a dozen Tujia villages also showed his figure on the roof. The horsetail grenade held high in his hand with a wisp of green smoke smashed straight down on the Japanese soldier who had been stunned by the rain of bullets that split his head and covered his face! With the dull explosion of the horsetail grenade, the thick smoke of gunpowder rose into the air, and suddenly the entire street was obscured, almost making people lose sight of their fingers!

Tu Banxia, who opened his voice and squatted on the roof, roared loudly almost at the moment when the explosion of those horsetail grenades had just subsided: "It's time for the fire, do it!" ”