Then, under Yang Chenghu's surprised gaze, Zhao Shixun tied a thick rope to the handle of the wooden barrel, and then took out a slender twine and tied one end to the pull ring of the wooden handle grenade.

After doing this, Zhao Shixun looked up again at the location of the devil sapper, then quietly stood up and gently placed the wooden barrel on the other side of the earthen wall.

The other end of the thick rope was fastened to the inside of the adobe wall with prepared iron nails.

Watching Zhao Shixun skillfully hang this homemade killing weapon on the wall of the road where the devil sappers must pass, Yang Chenghu's face changed again and again, and finally had to give a thumbs up to the other party.

"The ...... of the mother's ball, this trick is only you can think ......."

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun gently picked up a roll of twine tied to the grenade tab, and then motioned for everyone to slowly retreat to the southwest corner of the courtyard under the wall, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Not long after, with the sound of chaotic footsteps, Dapeng and several soldiers also pulled a regular twine to the corner of Zhao Shixun's flank.

and the opposite Dapeng made a gesture of paying attention to observe and waiting patiently, and Zhao Shixun immediately secretly raised his head again to confirm the location of the devil sapper.

Rumble......

Finally, amid the roar of the engine of the Japanese tank, six Japanese sappers followed by a Type 94 tank and some Japanese puppet soldiers, and slowly approached the alley beside Zhao Shixun.

Although this alley is only less than 20 meters wide, it is indeed one of the two widest alleys in the entire village, and it is also one of the roads that Zhao Shixun envisioned as a devil must pass. From his previous knowledge of the Japanese army, he knew that when the devils were fighting in the streets, they would try their best to avoid letting the armored troops into the narrow passages, so as to prevent the Chinese soldiers who lacked anti-armor capabilities from easily launching suicide attacks.

At this time, six devil sappers were holding magnetic detectors and were slowly searching and advancing in the alley.

……

Although there was the cover of tanks and infantry behind them, these seemingly calm devil sappers were still stunned in their hearts. They listened hard to the reaction of the magnetic detector, and kept peeking at the streets and houses around them, for fear that at some point a deadly bullet would suddenly be fired there.

As he walked, a devil stumbled upon an ordinary Chinese wooden barrel hanging on the earthen wall next to him. On the usual adobe wall, the tattered wooden barrel suddenly appeared there, and people couldn't help but want to find out.

As the distance approached, the devil sapper, driven by curiosity, finally carefully walked to the wall with the magnetic detector, stood on tiptoe and looked curiously into the barrel.

"Hey......, what are you doing?"

Not far away, a devil sapper saw that his comrade-in-arms suddenly walked to the earthen wall and was studying something, and asked suspiciously.

Hearing the inquiry, the curious ghost soldier looked at the broken tiles in the bucket and shook his head suspiciously.

"I don't know ......, it's just some broken tiles, I don't know what the people are doing......

As he spoke, the eyes of the ghost soldier were suddenly attracted by a thin hemp rope extending from the tiles, and then he subconsciously wanted to pull it out to take a look.

At this moment, the rope that was originally static suddenly shook violently, and then flew straight out of the tile.

"Stinging ......."

"Nani ......?"

In the next second, the eyes of the devil sapper suddenly became extremely frightened. He threw away the magnetic detector in his hand and desperately tried to turn around and run for his life.

But just when he ran out less than a few meters away, a sudden burst of flamestorm instantly engulfed his figure.

Boom ......!

In the loud explosion, a gap of seven or eight meters was blown open in the wall where the barrels were hung.

As for the devil sappers who were diligently clearing mines nearby, they were instantly torn by shrapnel and broken porcelain tiles. Since the explosion occurred more than one meter above the ground, even several puppet soldiers who followed the sappers twenty meters away were not spared, and were directly knocked to the ground by the scattered tiles.

In less than three seconds, two explosions sounded in the two alleys in front of and behind the courtyard. Although the sappers on the Roc side chose to lie down on the spot after hearing the first explosion, they still did not escape the explosion because the barrel was hung on the wall and exploded.

……

Just when the smoke had not yet cleared, Zhao Shixun had decisively led everyone over the courtyard wall and quickly ran back towards the defensive position in the village.

At the same time, the leader of the devil squadron got up from the ground with a blue face, and then looked at the smoke in front of him and shouted:

"Let's go and see what's going on!"

Not long after, a military officer ran back with an ugly face.

"Report to the captain, our sappers have encountered an enemy ambush and have all broken ......."

"Nani? Bagaya Road ......! ”

In a fit of rage, the leader of the devil squadron pulled out his command knife violently, and then pointed ahead and shouted:

"Keep moving forward, let those stupid Imperial Allies put me in front, and immediately continue the attack towards the village!"

The successive enemy ambushes had already made the Japanese squadron leader lose the last patience.

With all the sappers wiped out, he couldn't care about anything. In his opinion, even if all the Imperial Allied Army was killed by mines, he would not hesitate, anyway, some of the Chinese would just go and catch a batch back when they died.

Under his supervision, a small group of Japanese soldiers divided into two groups, each followed behind a tank car, and coerced more than 60 puppet soldiers to continue to attack the village.

And when those puppet soldiers heard that the devils were going to go directly to the mines themselves, they were suddenly frightened one by one. However, in the face of the Japanese tanks and the bayonets of the devil soldiers behind them, they could only move forward slowly.

Soon, however, the puppet army discovered a problem. As they went further in, there seemed to be fewer and fewer mines on the road, and they never sounded again.

Obviously, the minefield of the Eighth Road is only laid out on the outskirts of the village, and there does not seem to be a single mine inside.

After discovering this problem, a puppet army company commander who accompanied the army immediately ran to the leader of the devil squadron and asked for help, asking for someone to take a detour from the village to both sides of the street to assist the Japanese offensive operation.

However, it didn't take long for the bold puppet army to suffer soon. Just as they had dispersed far into the streets, a few unlucky ghosts stepped on the mines that had been placed in the alleys of the village.

After a few explosions, a company of puppet soldiers, after dropping a few corpses, all ran back to the two alleys where the tanks were located.

Seeing this, the Japanese squadron leader immediately realized that he seemed to have fallen into the trap of the dirt road. These Tubalu obviously didn't stay in the village casually, but intended to fight an offensive and defensive battle with themselves here!

However, although he vaguely felt this, the Devil Squadron Leader had no intention of retreating. In his opinion, the inferiorly equipped Balu actually dared to play this game of catching turtles in an urn with him, then he had to let the other party see that the powerful combat effectiveness of the Great Japanese Imperial Army was incomparable to them.

He believed that with the cover of these two tanks, he would definitely be able to kill these stupid soldiers without leaving a piece of armor behind!

"Go ahead and pay attention to the buildings on both sides of the street!"

Glancing at the disdainful officers of the Imperial Alliance Army beside him, the leader of the devil squadron gave the order to continue the attack.

Soon, as the Japanese gradually moved deeper into the village, they finally appeared in front of the defense line of the special service battalion.

……

Under the bright sun, hiding behind the reinforced adobe wall, Yang Chenghu watched the puppet army column that gradually entered a range of fifty meters, and slowly poked his box cannon out of the wall.

"Hit!"

Da Da Da ......! Bang bang!

In an instant, a dense rain of bullets instantly swept across the puppet army column in the south alley closest to the defense line.

Hit by the blood, more than a dozen puppet soldiers were beaten and flew out upside down on the spot, and a large piece fell in an instant, while the remaining puppet soldiers ran madly towards the tank behind them, hoping to seek cover from the Japanese army.

At the same time, the puppet army in another alley was subjected to the same attack.

Suddenly encountering a frontal resistance, the Japanese army reacted quickly. Almost at the same time as the puppet army retreated, the two tanks rushed out of the alley at a sudden acceleration, and then stopped in the middle of the intersection and fired fiercely at the courtyard where the Eighth Road was hiding opposite.

Sudden ......!

The devil's 7.7 mm heavy machine gun continued to fire long bursts, and under the action of tracer bullets, a clear trajectory cut back and forth on the earthen wall, knocking down several soldiers of the Eighth Route Army at the same time, Yang Chenghu and them were directly pressed down.

"Grenade ......!"

Seeing that he was unable to raise his head due to the pressure of the machine gun on the devil tank, Yang Chenghu decisively ordered the soldiers to throw the grenades outward.

Soon, with a violent explosion, the thick smoke finally interfered with the sight of the Japanese tank machine guns, allowing Yang Chenghu and them to take a breath.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Chenghu also seemed to realize something, and then pulled Tianbao over beside him.

"You kid give me to climb up from the back of the house immediately, and as soon as the devil comes over, send me a signal immediately, go!"

"Yes!"

And not long after Tianbao ran out, more than 30 devil soldiers also walked out from behind the two tank trucks one after another, and began to slowly move along the two alleys towards the front courtyard wall with their guns raised.

……

Sudden ......!

Hearing the machine gun of the devil tank calling again, the people in the special service battalion hiding behind the wall suddenly became short of breath.

Obviously, the tank's machine guns will not shoot for no reason, they must be covering the attacking devil soldiers.

Hearing the gunshots, the platoon commander of a company of a young spy battalion slowly straightened his waist and cautiously peeked outward.

However, just as they were showing their heads, a dense rain of machine-gun bullets immediately hit their heads, knocking him upside down and flying out on his back.

Puff ......

With the muffled sound of a human body falling to the ground, Yang Chenghu looked at the soldiers beside him who were bleeding from their heads, and slammed his fist on the wall.

"Don't even look up and look for ...... death! Prepare the grenades! ”

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